“Come in, Frank. Have a seat.” Melanie said.
Frank gulped as he sat down. He’d always had an attraction to his boss, no one in the office could deny she was smoking hot and sexy. Nothing like a strong, powerful woman to make you feel on edge. Frank’s hands gripped sweatily into the leather chair.
“I’m going to cut right to the chase.” she said, taking her black horn-rimmed glasses off. “We found some…compromising images on your computer.”
Frank’s stomach plummeted. Was it bad that he couldn’t even be sure of which type of ‘compromising’ images she found?
“Amidst the tons of pictures of women in bikinis…and women without. We found some ‘women’ that weren’t always women. Some most likely had gender reassignment surgery, others were transitioning. Some even looked borderline underage.”
Frank’s voice was quivering. He was sweating profusely now. “L-look…I can explai—”
“Save it.” Melanie said sharply. She had fire in her eyes. “So you like seeing bikini girls do you? Looking at trannys? Do you imagine yourself as them, Frank? Hmm? Put yourself in their shoes? In their panties?”
He didn’t. Frank never wanted to be a girl or a transvestite. He just liked looking at them. He was attracted to them more than anything else. “I…I…”
“It makes so much sense.” she said, ignoring him. “I don’t know why I didn’t see it before. Your long, brown hair, the way you bat your eyelashes and walk a bit daintily…”
Frank never thought of himself that way. He didn’t think that was the vibe he was putting off.
“I really don’t want to be a girl…” he said, finding his voice, even though it came out squeakily and shaky.”
Melanie laughed haughtily. “Well at this point, I don’t think you have a choice.”
“I mean I have plenty of dirt on you to keep you under my thumb. To make you do exactly what I want, otherwise your little underage pics get reported to the authorities.”
“NO! No…Please! I’ll do anything…”
Melanie smiled. “Oh I know you will…”
“Yes Miss Melanie!” Frank squeaked. His thighs were burning, his legs were quaking, but he knew if he didn’t curtsey in his pretty sissy skirt he would get caned even more than last week.
“Your voice isn’t high enough, Francesca.” Melanie scoffed, sitting on the desk, arms crossed. She’d been calling him Francesca ever since she got him in his first pair of panties.
“Sorry Miss!” Frank whined.
“Do you like your new cage?” she asked with a smirk.
Frank clenched his legs, he hated his tiny metal prison, but he couldn’t tell her that.
“Yes Miss Melanie! I love how it makes my clitty itty bitty!!”
Melanie laughed wickedly, knowing he was lying. “Good gurl!” She leaned back on her desk, opening one of her drawers.
“I have something else for you to wear…” she said, laying the item across her lap. “I figured since you liked looking at underage girls…you could dress like an underage girl yourself.
Frank whimpered when he saw what it was.
“Please no Mistress…have I not done enough?”
Again she laughed that wicked laugh. “Oh no, Francesca. Not even close…”
“Why do I have to wear that? Isn’t it too much?”
Her face snapped into a devilish glare. “Do you dare question me??”
Frank took a sharp intake of breath, realizing his mistake, he dropped to his knees.
“No Miss! I’m sorry!” He sniveled, kissing her feet.
She bent over and lifted him by the chin, staring him into his eyes.
“You will do exactly as I say and wear this fluffy pink diaper or I will send every picture and video I have you dancing around in your prissy outfits to every single person you’ve ever known, do you understand me, Francesca??”
“Yes mistress!!” Frank sobbed. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!!”
She laughed at his pitiful display. “Crying like a baby. How fitting. Lay back, it’s time for your first diaper. The first of many.”
“What do you say, Francesca??”
“Goo goo ga ga!!” Francesca whimpered. Furiously humping his soaked, poopy pampers against the floor of Melanie’s office.
“Suck your penis paci.” She ordered, aiming the camera at an angle that the video could see.
Francesca followed her orders like the good little baby she was. She had been humping for the last half hour. It was futile. It wasn’t like she was going to cum. She had been caged for god knows how long. She couldn’t keep track.
“Now sit up and wriggle around in your poopy pampers, I have something to tell you.”
Francesca sat up in her baby dress, which was now filled out a bit. The hormones Melanie had forced her to take were having quite the drastic effect on her chest.
Melanie laughed at the pathetic sight. “I think it’s time for the next step in your journey…” she said.
Francesca loathed those words of hers. It never followed with good news.
“That thing between your legs has caused you quite a bit of trouble.” she said, “I think it’s time to have it removed.”
The penis paci fell from Francesca’s mouth.
“R-removed?” Francesca babbled, “How?”
Melanie tilted her head with a knowing look. She knew he was aware of what she meant.
“B-but that’s permanent!!” Francesca whined. In the back of Francesca’s mind she had always clung to the hope that there was a light at the end of a tunnel. That Melanie would one day grow tired of all this and set her free so she could go back to normal. But bottom surgery?? There was no coming back from that…
“No.” Francesca mustered as firmly as she could. “No way. This has gone WAY too far!”
Again, Melanie inclined her head. “I’m sorry? Do I hear complaints? Shall I release the video of you sucking on the janitor’s ‘ba ba’??”
But Francesca held firm. She didn’t care who saw the compromising stuff anymore. She refused to be blackmailed any further. This was something that was irreversible.
“I’m. Not. Doing. It.” Francesca said. Emphasizing each word as best she could.
Melanie stared at her for a long time. Francesca had that glimmering hope she finally got through to her. But then Melanie smiled.
“It’s so cute that you think you have a choice!” she said, pressing a button on her desk.
Immediately the door burst open and two very big men came in.
They grabbed Francesca by the arms and lifted her with ease. Kicking and screaming out of the office.
“No!!! PLEASE!! NOOOO!!!”
“See you on the other side!” Melanie called with a giggle.
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