When I woke up, I was tied up and gagged. My tall, musuclar captor was standing over me, a syringe in his hand. 'Now,' he said, 'I'm goging to carry out a little biological experement with you. I think you will enjoy the final results.' Unable to move, I could not do anything to stop him injecting me, which he promptly did. I fell unconscious again. When I woke up again, I was in a huge bed and a huge room. I felt really strange. As I moved my head I realised I had long hair now. I took my arms out from underneath the sheets - they were completely hairless and my hands appeared dainty. Terrified, I sat up. My naked chest was thankfully flat, but it was also perfectly hairless. "What the..." I said out loud - and was shocked by my high-pitched, childish voice. I noticed there was a huge bathroom to the left, and climbed out of bed to look for a mirror in there. As I walked in, I was amazed at the size of the door frame. I found what I was looking for, and at first I couldn't believe my eyes. My feet and legs were hairless and child-like, my chest, arms and belly were also smooth and young. My jet-black hair was girlish and shoulder-length. But the real shock was between my legs - I had no dangling bits, no trace of pubic hair. Instead, there was a tiny slit and nothing else. I had been turned into a little girl. I heard the door open. Terrified, I realised I wasn't just a little girl - I was a naked little girl. My captor walked in, a giant in comparison to my tiny female form. I put my hands over my crotch, hoping he did not have athing for little girls. He smiled. 'Don't worry, I don't fuck little girls. No need to worry about me being aroused by your naked body... yet. here, put some clothes on.' He threw a package on the floor. I hesitated, then decided it wouldn't be a good idea to give him time to have second thoughts about my naked body and opened the package. Inside there were pink panties, an undershirt with lace, a skirt, a blouse, pink and white socks, and shoes. I weas expected to dress as a girl - true, I had a slit between my legs but that wasn't the point. 'No - you may have given me the body of a girl, but I'm not a girl, I can't wear this!' He grabbed my arm, dragged me along, sat on the bed pushed me onto his lap, held me down and started spanking me. 'This is what happens to naughty little girls that don't do as they're told. If you don't do as you're told, I'll find someone who does like little girls, and you'll have your tiny cunt ripped apart by an adult cock. If you want to keep your little girl's hymen intact, you'll do as you're told.' I shivered, my ass red after the spanking. I was in no position to argue. He released me, and I immediately started getting dressed in my new clothes. When I was done, he expertly brushed my hair. 'Take a look at yourself´,' he said, and led me to the bathroom. In the mirror in front of me, I saw a regular, if rather pretty, girl about five years old. I couldn't believe that was me, but a quick glance reminded me how big everything else seemed now, and I could feel the hem of my skirt against my knees, my hair against my shoulders, and the rest of my girly attributes. Yes, I had the body of the little girl in the mirror. 'Well, I'll leave you to it. Have fun, little girl.' He walked out of the room and locked the door behind him. I climbed on the bed and sat down. There was no way I could escape from the windowless room, and even if I did I did not even have a name. It could be worse, I told myself, at least he showed no intention of raping me. Being a five-year-old girl was bad, but being a grown woman with breasts and everything would probbaly feel even worse. I thought about taking my clothes off now I was alone, but then thought that at least they covered my femenine body - I would rather see a skirt when I looked down than a slit. The first day was pretty uneventful. I watched tv, and my captor bought me food. After dark, I fell asleep and didn't dream anything. When I woke up, my clothes felt painfully tight. I lifted the blanket and saw that the hem of my skirt was well above my knees. For a moment I thought my clothes had shrunk, but on second thought I realised that my body had grown. Frightened at the prospect I was now a young adolescent instead of a prepubescent girl, I rushed into the bathroom and took all my clothes off. I checked - yes, I had grown taller but my chest was still flat and I still had no body hair. The door opened. He came in. 'Touching yourself, are we?' I blushed. 'Of course not! I... I think I got taller during the night, and...' 'Of course you did. You're growing up a bit faster than other girls, that's all. I brought you new clothes.' They were similar to the old ones, just a bigger size. The next morning I had grown a little more. Again, I went to the bathroom to inspect my changes. I still had no body hair, but I had firm, small lumps underneath my nipples. I was starting to grow breasts. And this time, I was given a training bra. Before I could protest: 'I've told you, you'll do as you're told. Look, I could turn you into a mare and set a stallion loose to mount you. So be glad you're still human adn enjoy yourself.' He left. I put on my new clothes, including the training bra. The next morning, the lumps on my chest had swollen considerably, and my nipples had gotten bigger. When I pulled down my panties, there were traces of fine, doiwny hair around my vaginal lips. This time, I was given deodorant and and A-cup bra. The following day, I had grown more pubic hair, my breasts had grown more and there were traces of hair on my armpits. I was, of course, given a pink razor along with my new set of clothes. I promptly shaved my armpits. I noticed my legs were changin somehow, becoming shapelier. By the next morning, I was a cup C and my pubic hair had grown into a nice triangle. I noticed that my ass had grown much bigger and my waist had grown slender. I was developing into a very beautiful girl. The next day, I realised I was growing hair on my legs and I dutifully shaved my legs as well. I was now a cup D. The next morning I woke up feeling awful. When I undressed, I saw blood stains on my panties. It took me a few seconds to realise I was menstruating for the first time. There was a box of tampons in the bathroom and I eventually managed to put one on. My captor brought me a hot water bottle. I now had beautiful, shapely, well-shaven legs. The next morning I felt unchanged, except that my period was over. I got dressed - I had now been given lipstick and nail polish, and spent some time putting them on. He came in just a few minutes after I was done. 'Well, well, you look really hot now...' he grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me on the bed. I wanted to sream, I had all but forgotten my fears that he would rape me. But I was no longer a little flat-chested girl, but a very hot teenager instead. I tried to puch him off but he was far stronger than me. He French kissed me, then grabbed my left shoulder and turned me around, so I was facing the bed. He lifted my skirt and yanked down my panties. He caressed my smooth, curvy ass. 'Nice round ass. I will fuck it later. But first I'll do your pussy.' he took off his shirt, and then turned me around again. I closed my legs as tight as I could, knowing that it was hopeless as he was so much stronger than me. He forced my legs open with his knees, and opened his fly. I felt my nipples becoming hard, and wetness in my love canal. I was aroused - I was being turned on by being overpowered by a horny man, I was turned on by the thought of being fucked whether I wanted to or not. I stared at his cock. It was so thick, so hard, I was beginning to desire it. He ripped my blouse open, tore away my bra and grabbed my tits. As he massaged them, I felt spasms of pleasure throughout my body, I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter, and I started moaning, I couldn't help myself, the pleasure was too intense. Soon I couldn't resist and opened my legs wide - I wanted his cock in me so badly, I didn't want him to make love to me, or even to fuck me, I wanted him to mount me like a stallion mounting a mare. I opened my legs wider, i couldn't help myself, I needed a cock in me so badly, my pussy was soaked with the thought. 'Please... please...' I managed to say. 'Go on. Beg me to fuck you.' 'yes... please... please fuck me... fuck me hard... use me... use my pussy....' He straigntened his back, and rammed his thick , throbbing cock into my tight, very wet pussy. I screamed with pain as he ripped my hymen apart, but it also aroused me even more - I was no longer a virign, I was his girl now. I experienced waves of ecstasy as I felt his cock get even bigger inside me. he kept humping me harder and harder, and I felt my big ttis jiggling as a result. At last I felt an orgasm - I screamed, this time with pleasure. It was so intense, so long, so much better than anything I had ever known as a man. I orgasmed again and again. Then I felt him shooting his hot cum deep inside me. He pulled out. I froze. What had I done? A few days ago I was a man, and now I had just opened my legs wide so that a man could fuck my pussy. But it had felt so good.... He was smiling. 'there are afew things you should know. I programmed your transformation so that as soon as you had my cum inside you your accelerated development would stop and switch to that of a normal girl. I also made it so that it would be irreversible as soon as you had your first orgasm. Yes, up until five minutes ago I could still have you turned back into a man, but now you'll have tits and pussy forever. I nearly forgot, I also made it so that you would be ovulating today and at the peak of your fertility. Yes, that's right, I just knocked you up.' I was shocked. It was one thing to have really hot sex, quite another to learn I was going to go through everything that pregnancy entails, and childbirth. 'No... Please - please don't do that to me.' 'Well - I'll make adeal - if you show you have proper self-control, I might find a way to help. If not, this time next year you'll be breast-feeding and changing diapers.' 'I'll do anything.' 'Very well. Kneel in front of the bed.' I did as I was told. He sat right in front of me, his newly hard cock just in front of my face. 'Now, if your transformation really is complete, you will not be able to resistthe desire to suck me. If it is not, then yes, I can't trust you with pregnancy.' I was speechless. I hadn't been gay, there was no way I could fail to resist sucking him off. But his cock was so enticing, so thick and hard, so manly, so incredibly virile, it was the most desirable thing I had ever seen. I tried to turn away, telling myself that I really didn't want to experience pregnancy, let alone childbirth. I tried telling myself that that cock was full of my juices and that should disgust me - but it aroused me instead, I wanted to worship the cock that had transformed me from a virgin to a slut. I couldn't help myself, I opened my mouth and took his cock inside me. It was so good, so tasty, and I could feel my tits rubbing against his hairy, muscular, manly legs. He came, and I swallowed very drop. 'Very good. You'll get even better with practice, of course. Well, let me tell you a bit about what your life is going to be like from now on. I will fuck you every time I'm horny, no matter how many months pregnant you are. And I will fuck you again when you get back from the hospital after giving birth. Your day will then consist of breast-feeding, taking care of the baby, and getting fucked.' He paused, letting it sink in. 'The only thing left to do today is fucking your ass. Get ready.' I lied down facing the bed, so that my lovely round ass was just over the edge of the bed, giving him perfect access. He started fucking my remaining virgin hole. As he was doing it, I kept thinking what it would be like to do nothing except take care of his babies and get fucked. I was beginning to like the idea.
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