When I logged into my getDare account, a small pop-up gave me notice of a new message. Since I hadn't been that active lately, I guessed it would have been an aftermath message from my passed mutual dare contacts, and I was already worried about having not logged in for a long time, so she or he have been waiting for my response. When I clicked it, I relaxed, telling myself it could also be one of the new users, who just searched through any profiles of their liking and wrote a short "hi, wanna...

Part 1

I started to love the control over my boy friend. Since the first session, he was much more eager to serve me in daily live and less annoying with sexual innuendos. In fact, he avoided them now, aware of how embarrassing the details could be in front of his fellow students and friends. On the other hand, I had been quite excited by our playful experiences. I gave him some days to get used to the cum eating and only applied it every two or three days. In return, I now threatened...

He was a whole head taller than me and at the peak of testosterone, which gave him high energy but also an incredible level of arousal suppressing his brain activities. Though I was nearly four years younger, I noticed his childish thinking and irresponsible character. But he also was adorable, somehow like a big happy baby face. As he used his muscles, time and effort to court me, I agreed to engage. Very soon my new boyfriend expressed his urge to have sex with me, first subtle and shy, but consistently...

Part 3

After that my Master was fed up with me. He paid a messenger to deliver me to the slums in the city. Life became a roller coaster, just depending on who picked me up to use me. One day, I saw him accidentally passing by, while a stinking crazy man poked me with his knife. I didn't care about that, I just looked at Master. I couldn't run to him without my lost legs. I couldn't wave without my lost arms. I couldn't call for him, I could just stare and sigh. With a splendid looking...

Part 2

Then Master let me rest for one week and made me take special care to my health and looks. He had left a specific schedule when to do what, while he was away. At the end of the week Master made me dress and drove me to a Studio. There we met a friend of his, a porn producer that I hadn't met before. I stood at their side while they talked. Soon the producer groped and investigated me. "Strip" my master ordered. The producer continued. Master also let me "Tease"...

Part 1

I estimated my first transformation to have taken around three months. Right from the start my master enjoyed taking pictures and recording videos of me in all my stages, and frequently present me my former looks and the whole way of my physical and behavioral change. He decided to dye my hair platinum blonde and get me a permanent fake tan. Through several sessions all my body hair was permanently removed including my eyebrows. He personally turned my boobs into huge balloon fake...

On my nineteenth birthday I had everything I needed for a successful life. Good grades due to my brainpower and discipline, a fresh start into university financed by my parents, and on top of all a gorgeous body plenty of men were interested in. Still I felt an empty gap in my life. Though I had and was everything important I had been taught to be and have, there was something important left. I was missing a purpose. Everything others valued me for seemed shallow. It wasn't mine to be proud of. In fact...