One morning, Liam woke from a midday nap to find that the mattress was soaking wet just underneath his upper body. Great confusion followed, until he followed the trail of moisture to his torso and up to his large breasts. The ends of the nipples were emitting pearly-white droplets—milk. He was surprised by this, for no one had mentioned anything about lactation. Over the past few days, his breasts had ached a little bit, but he merely thought it to be another sign of a growth spurt. They typically grew in cycles, accelerating for a couple weeks at the end of the month before stabilizing.
Nadine was ecstatic about this latest change.
“Ms. Blackwood said this would be coming,” she told him. “Leanne, dear, you have such beautiful breasts, and it is only right that they produce milk. I know that joy very well. Do they feel extra firm and full today?”
Liam nodded. They didn’t look all that different, though he supposed that the nipples were a bit darker and fatter than before. Mainly, his breasts were just heavier. They both ached, but he hadn’t known why until this very moment. The milk production was apparently perpetual, and they were heavy because they needed to be emptied.
Nadine already had the proper equipment. She brought in several empty bottles and an electric breast pump designed to massage the nipples and draw the fluid out. It was really all strange and exciting to Liam, and certainly something different than the naked interview or being fucked by the dildo. He gave them each a soft squeeze. Milk dribbled out to his fingers, and he cleaned them with his tongue.
Nadine reminded him of the shock collar by giving him a short burst of its electric current.
“Not for you,” she explained. “The milk is for me and others. Perhaps I’ll sell some of it. What would you think of that, Leanne?”
“That’d make me happy,” Liam said, recovering from the slight pain.
Nadine stayed for that afternoon, emptying each of his breasts and funneling the milk into small bottles. He had filled four of them by the time the rate of flow began to taper off. His breasts looked less voluminous after, and they certainly weren’t as heavy. Regardless, she explained that lactation was going to be permanent from now on, and that the milk production was only going to increase. For that reason, she purchased a few maternity bras, the sort that pregnant women wore during the third trimester and after birth. The extra padding in the cups would benefit his sensitive nipples, and he needed something bigger anyway.
Liam glanced at one of the tags and nearly fainted. It read 36G.
“Don’t be so pale, Leanne,” Nadine told him. “You’re a beautiful, maturing woman. You should be proud of your breasts. Everyone will notice them.” Then, she leaned in closer to whisper into his ear. “The men especially. They won’t even see your pretty face. They’ll only see your boobs or butt and think of fucking you. And you’ll smile at them because you’ll know what they’re thinking about. It gets you off. Won’t that make you happy?”
Liam swallowed hard and nodded.
One morning, it was gone.
Liam had foreseen this day and knew it would come eventually. His manhood had been shriveling up since the very start, since the first injection. It withered away like a dying plant, pulling back into his body, shrinking until it was completely unusable with barely any feeling left in it. Every month Nadine would measure it, and every month it’d be a little shorter, a little skinnier. There was no stopping what was happening.
He hadn’t slept well that night. The sheets and mattress were soaked with sweat. He had awoken and discovered the change, but resisted touching it. It didn’t seem real.
Ms. Blackwood stopped by after Nadine had seen it for herself. She was thrilled about it, of course.
“Very close to my predictions,” Ms. Blackwood said, bending over and looking at it up close. “With a standard injection schedule, this was about when I knew she’d become a complete one. Maybe a few days early, but close.”
“She was anxious to become a full girl,” Nadine pointed out.
“Is that right?”
Liam nodded. He didn’t have to force himself anymore. Whenever Nadine or the doctor was expecting him to agree, it happened automatically. The shock collar made sure of it, implanting unquestionable obedience into his muscles.
“But I have to know, is she good to go?” Nadine asked. “It happened overnight. I want to be sure.”
Ms. Blackwood smiled. “I believe so. Let me check. But yes, I think it is ready.”
Liam was instructed to lie back and relax. He didn’t mind them telling him what to do anymore. He looked forward to it, especially Nadine. Without her commands, he was alone and bored inside the apartment all day and night with nothing to do. He was even starting to appreciate that rare smile on her face whenever he stripped for her and showed her the changes since the last visit. It warmed him to see her happy like that. Upon discovering the alterations between his legs, she had almost been giddy before Ms. Blackwood showed up. Even now he could still see the joy on her face.
Ms. Blackwood probed his new opening with her fingertips, being very gentle, warning him of what she was about to do. Liam nodded. He had a complete knowledge of the ins and outs of a woman’s genitalia, so her descriptions and terminology were fully understood. Then, she pressed a finger inside him. Liam squirmed a bit, tensing up at the strange sensation. It was similar to having a finger inserted into his ass, but the two holes couldn’t have been more different. There was a greater range of perception in his new womanhood, and he felt the finger sliding all the way in, pushing against the inner walls—which had a surprising amount of muscle control. He accidentally clenched them tight around the finger for a brief instant.
Ms. Blackwood raised an eyebrow. “Depth is appropriate for a woman of her age and size. She has full control. And I detected moisture deep within. Without observing real penetrative sex, I can’t be completely sure, but I have to say she is ready.”
Liam’s heart thumped a little harder.
“Oh, and may I have a copy of the videos if you have the chance?” Ms. Blackwood asked on her way out. “For professional curiosity, of course. I hear Angelrama might have a new star.”
“Sure,” Nadine said.
The grin on her face remained for long after Ms. Blackwood was gone. She came back around the bed, eyeing Liam and his outrageous curves, focusing on the heavy breasts on his chest and the amazing swell of his hips. Then, her eyes darted to the gap between his legs, to that seemingly empty space that wasn’t so empty after all. She was clearly pleased with herself.
“Leanne, the big beautiful slut. You’re going to make a name for yourself when this is all over, with my help. I haven’t even shared some of my ideas, have I? How selfish of me.”
Liam remained quiet as she lowered herself to the bed, laying next to him. He was reminded of that dream from so long ago, the one where he had tried on her clothes and fit them perfectly. In reality, the comparison wasn’t so flawless, for Liam was taller and still somewhat built like a man underneath the pounds of smooth, jiggly flesh, though no one would’ve mistaken him for one anymore. Regardless, his breasts were just as massive and round, and his hips might’ve been even larger than hers, with a huge womanly ass to go along with them. Her clothes might’ve been too small for his body now.
“I want to make a video series of the past few months,” she started, tracing his waist with her finger like a sculptor admiring a recently completed statue. “It’ll be a compilation, starting at the beginning and showing the full transformation, how Liam became Leanne and turned into a total slut. I have no doubt that it’ll be popular. What do you think of that?”
Liam nodded. “Sounds great. Millions will love my new body.”
“Well, probably not millions, dear. If you’re going to adulate me, at least be a bit more realistic. But yes, the website will host the full series, and there’ll be physical copies released too. All the interviews, behind the scenes, those private hidden videos of Leanne trying to get off with her tiny cock and c
ompletely failing. They’ll find that erotic. And you’ll be all over the internet, the porn actor who was fed up with being a boring man and decided to turn himself into a curvy nympho. They’ll love you.”
Liam quivered as her hand slipped between his legs. She was rarely this close to him, this intimate, especially without the camera rolling—the one Liam knew about, anyway. A finger hooked inside of him, and he had to close his eyes. It was a feeling like none other, of being penetrated as a woman, of having his warm hole filled. He hadn’t realized how empty he felt until this very moment, as if his female body was only a shell. Her finger went in deep, and she leaned in for a kiss. Liam savored the taste of her soft lips, and the very tip of her tongue as it teased the entrance of his mouth. Caught in the moment, he reached across to feel one of her breasts …
… and received a sudden shock.
“You’re not the one in control, remember? I trained you better than that, Leanne,” Nadine told him. “You may never touch me without my explicit permission. Don’t make that mistake again.”
“Yes, I’m very sorry,” he said after the pain had subsided.
“Not sorry enough. I’ll make sure to stretch you out tonight. It’ll be part of the video series. Leanne’s blossoming love for cock. You can’t wait for the real thing, can you?”
“No. I’m ready for it,” Liam said.
“Good. Not tonight, but soon. I have a special plan in mind for the both of us.”
Liam wasn’t sure if he wanted to know what that plan was.
When Nadine left the apartment to visit the Angelrama offices, Liam was left alone again to explore his body, particularly the changes that had occurred since the day before. Despite not fully understanding the biological processes by which his manhood had flipped inside-out and became an operational vagina, the evidence of its existence was firmly cemented in his mind. It was there between his legs, like any other woman’s, well within the range of shape and size for the countless he had seen in the porn industry. It had no strange characteristic, other than it was on his body and not someone else’s. In effect, it didn’t quite seem authentic, even though he knew well enough that it was.
Suddenly, Liam had no desire to touch it, or even look at it. The subtlest movements of his legs reminded him of it, of that distinct absence, of everything that had changed over the past several months. He couldn’t even be certain of how long it had been since Nadine had first written that contract, or when he had signed his name on the blank spaces. In isolation, time was the wheel of an automobile undergoing acceleration, and Liam couldn’t find the brake pedal. Everything had gone so far that he was barely conscious of the starting point, of a time when his body wasn’t huge and curvy and covered in girl-flesh. He liked to think that his old self was still inside, and that maybe Leanne was only a suit.
Then, he felt the emptiness between his legs again and knew that this was all real.
Nadine returned later that night. It was still Liam’s first day as a complete woman, and she wouldn’t miss an opportunity to make a video. He stripped out of his clothes and took his place on the bed, always to the direct right of Nadine herself. She began the video and Liam put on his perfected smile.
“I’m here with Leanne,” she started, “and she has a surprise that she wants to show everyone, don’t you?”
The tempo of each video was always identical, and Liam knew what to do without being told explicitly. He leaned back and spread his legs, opening them up wide for the camera to see. There was no mistaking what was down there now.
Nadine feigned a gasp of surprise. “Leanne, you’ve got a pretty pussy now!”
Liam nodded. “I do! I love it.”
“And I bet you’ve been fantasizing about a man fucking you all day, haven’t you? You’re one dirty girl.”
Liam’s cheeks reddened. “You bet I have.”
The videos had been going on for so long that Leanne was her own identity now, a particular collection of thoughts and emotions separate of Liam’s own consciousness and formed by the innumerable days of Nadine’s commands and expectations for how to act in front of the camera, in addition to Liam’s own experience with girls on the countless porn sets and how they switched their stage personalities on and off seamlessly. As a result, Leanne was almost as real as Liam was. All he had to do was let her come out and take over. They were Leanne’s cheeks that blushed, and Leanne who rolled back and showed the camera what the months of injections had done to her body. It was Leanne who believed she was a girl.
Liam had no recollection of the date Leanne was born. It was well after the name had first been mentioned, during the long nights of sleep. One day, Leanne quietly came to life. She had no unique voice or body, and she didn’t think much differently than Liam—not in any way perceptible to him, at least. She was merely a mindset constructed from months of uncontrollable changes, of tireless submission to someone else who threatened pain for disobedience, and of nagging regret. Leanne was a necessary, yet unforeseeable outcome to cope with a radical change in lifestyle, a product of the endless isolation and of the escalating disconnect between the male mind and a body that was decidedly not male. Liam felt relieved when she came out, as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He no longer had to force himself to be the person Nadine wanted him to be. In some way, she already existed.
So, when Nadine presented a dildo—the exact one that had taken Liam’s anal virginity on camera—he barely flinched. There was a small part of him that wanted this to happen, to give himself fully up to Nadine. After making sure that both of them were in the frame, she lowered it to his new pussy.
“Watch here. Leanne’s about to take her next step toward womanhood.”
Liam watched until the toy disappeared out of view, and after that he felt it poking against the new entrance down there. The pressure intensified, and he knew something had to give. Finally, there was a soft jolt as it popped inside of him, separating his outer folds and going deep within. His chest heaved suddenly, his heart fluttering. The dildo was much bigger than a finger, almost too big he thought. Yet, beyond the brief twinge of pain that accompanied the initial penetration, it wasn’t uncomfortable in the slightest.
“Oh, look at that,” Nadine said to the camera. “Leanne hasn’t had her pussy for one day and she’s got a cock in it. She’s a real slut.”
“Mmmhmmm,” Liam moaned.
Nadine pumped him with it for a solid five minutes before pulling it out, admiring the fresh glaze that covered two-thirds of the surface. Liam took the honors of cleaning it with his tongue. It seemed like the natural thing to do—especially after being on so many porn sets. Girls always did that sort of thing, and Leanne was a girl herself.
Deep down in his belly was something warm, something ticklish. Liam hadn’t considered what it could be until the very last moment the fake cock was inside him. Losing his manhood had rewired everything about his libido, though he still retained much of his male desires. Being filled like a girl was deeply unsettling, but only at the beginning. His mind had quickly adjusted to it, and he was briefly upset that the flame in his lower abdomen began to die out. A little longer in his pussy and perhaps that dildo would’ve brought him to orgasm, or so he imagined.
Nadine left with a promise that there was more to come, and on the following week she fulfilled that. Meanwhile, Liam’s transformation was beginning to slow down. His body was nothing short of feminine, and no one would ever mistake him for a man. His ass was fifty-two inches around, and his breasts had been in the 36H range for some time. They were truly monstrous things, enormous pillows that he was always conscious of. And his back hurt like hell without a bra. Likewise, his belly was soft and pudgy, but nothing that could be considered overly fat. He was right at two-hundred and fifty pounds and tall for a woman, but definitely a woman. Anyone could gaze between his legs and see that, if they weren’t convinced already by his outrageous curves.
And then Nadine showed up with a man whom she exp
lained to be her husband.
“Leanne, meet Gus,” she said, allowing the two to shake hands. “He’s seen many of your videos. We watch them together all the time.”
“The changes are simply amazing,” he said. “To believe that this beautiful woman standing before me was once a man, that’s crazy! You look better without the collar. I’ve seen lots of your videos, but not all of them I’m told. Nadine is a proper businesswoman. She doesn’t give them all away for free.”
Naturally, Liam was a bit surprised by the appearance of another into this strange circle of affairs, but he smiled and stood in his half-naked guise without daring to cover himself up. Nadine wouldn’t like that. The reason for her bringing him along soon became apparent.
“I want to do one last video for the first series,” Nadine said, tugging on her husband’s tie and briefly kissing him. “The final moment of Leanne’s innocence. She’s beautiful and charming, but can she take being handled by a real man and not just a toy?”
Liam put on his best Leanne face. “Sounds good. I’ve been waiting to get fucked. Thank you, Nadine.”
Nadine and her husband set it all up—three cameras for multiple angles, overhead soft lighting for a professional look, a boom mic just out of frame to capture the audio, and several empty hard drives to record the terabytes of uncompressed high definition video from all three sources. Gus was an experienced video editor and worked for the Angelrama website; he’d be cutting up the final version of the video for sell and distribution.
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