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Date: 02.10.2007

Keywords: Adriana, Become..., Makes, Mommy, Greta,

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"Dear Readers, it took me a while because reality caught up with me, but now the next chapter is ready. I simply hope you don't get bored and enjoy also the 6th installment of my little story."

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Finally I lay in bed. I heard Mommy Adriana was sound asleep while I tossed and turned. I simply couldn't sleep after today's events. I would never be the same man again. Tears trickled down my cheeks and I sobbed silently into my pillow. I knew if I let Mommy Adriana let her way, soon there wouldn't be a trace of man left in me. Was it really only two days since she had arrived? It seemed to me like half of a lifetime. She had changed everything, first of all my relation to my wife. No, she wasn't my wife anymore it seemed, now she demanded to be recognized as my Mistress.

I was wearing girl clothes, a chastity belt, I had already taken hormones, had lost my virginity in a sex shop and had endured a permanent make up session in front of a curious crowd. What else would I have to endure on my way to womanhood? The latest humiliation Mommy Adriana put me through was right before us going to bed. She made me wear a butt plug with steel balls inside, which vibrated inside me with each movement and caused me to cum without ever getting an erection due to my CB 2000.

The alarm woke me from a dreamless sleep. I didn't want to get up, but Mommy Adriana told me to get done with my business. This implied her walking with me to the bathroom. There she stood at the door watching me as I went to the toilet. I lifted my pink babydoll, pulled down my matching panties, sat down and peed like the girl I was rapidly becoming. "No more dirty seat covers when you sit down. This is certainly an advantage for you", said Mommy Adriana. "Before, with your silly attempts of peeing like a man, you always had to wipe the seat. Now it's clean." I looked at her and nodded. "Yes, Mommy Adriana, thank you for making me sit down." She smiled at me and seemed content with my answer.

I wiped myself and she had me undress. "Turn around and hold your hands on your back." I did as I was told and she quickly put handcuffs on my wrists. Then she took off the chastity device, and my cock sprang to life almost touching her face. This infraction was swiftly dealt with a hard slap on my penis. I almost doubled up from the pain and yelped out loud, but the slap had the desired effect, my cock quickly shriveled to almost nothing. "That's the right size for a girl, dear Greta. Your cockette should not be longer than any women's clit, honey." Then looking up at me she continued. "And I'll make sure that it won't."

She cleaned my cockette and put it back in its device. Then she pulled up my panties and stroked with her hands over my smooth front. "That's the best. You are on fast track into womanhood." With that she took the dreaded hormone pills out which I had to swallow right in front of her. "Isn't it wonderful Greta? Now you belong to the smarter part of the world population, which have female hormones flowing through their blood."

Did she want to test me? I looked at her but couldn't detect any sarcasm in her eyes, so I quickly lowered my eyes again. "Yes, Mommy Adriana, thank you for helping me to become part of it." Surprisingly she took me into her arms. "Good girl. Just keep it up and it won't be hard for you at all. I bet soon you'll enjoy everything we do together. I think we are on our best way of becoming girlfriends." As if to prove I was already a girl she air kissed my cheeks. "Now lets hurry and have a shower together honey. It's always a delight to take a shower with another girl."

We stepped into the stall where she reinforced my knowledge of feminine hygiene. "You need to know this by heart. Once I am gone you'll have to take care of your Mistress and she'll rely on your skills as a good maid. Just before we finish you just may show me again how much you have learned so far with your tongue." She pulled my head to her body and I dutifully started to lick her bushy mound trying hard to pleasure her. "Oh yes Greta, you really have a talented tongue. We have to develop your skills further. Hmmm! That's heavenly sweety. Yesss, suck on my clit. Yesss, suck hard. Oh yesssss. Quicker, quicker, Greeeetaaaaaa. Oh yesssssss, I'm cummming." Mommy Adriana held me tight to her pussy "Ohhh Greta. Hmmm, I could go for a repeat performance of yours, but we need to hurry."

After I had assisted her in dressing she made me bend over the bed. "Stand still girl." She lubed me up and without further ado pushed a butt plug deep into my rectum. Mommy slapped my butt. "There we go, now you should have that certain wiggle in your walk which I like so much on you." Then she laid out my clothes for the day. "Honey, I had a dream last night and I think we should go through with it. So get dressed up in these clothes and then you go downstairs and prepare breakfast." I picked up the white lace corset and put it on. Mommy Adriana pulled the strings tight. "Hmm, I see already one inch less than two days ago. Honey you really make the step into the right direction. Soon you'll have a lovely figure."

I fastened white stockings to the straps hanging from the corset and pulled up white matching lace panties. "Before we continue I do have a little surprise for you. While you were all busy in the video booth with your lover, your Mistress and I took care of more important business. Your new breasts that is."

From one of the many bags I had carried yesterday she took a beautiful pair of latex breast forms out and held them in front of me. "Oh honey, this will look lovely." She put glue on the forms, reopened the corset, marked my skin, applied glue where the breast forms should hold and pressed them on me for several minutes.

"Now get up honey. Try it out." I sat up and immediately felt the additional weight, even so they were only a B-Cup size. I moved my upper body to the left and right. "Oh my God, the breasts follow me," I cried out causing Mommy Adriana to laugh out loud. "Yes Greta, they are all yours. They follow you where ever you go, think of them as your best assets you have from now on, hahaha, since you don't have other assets anymore."

She quickly laced me back into the corset and felt me up from behind. She stroked my false nipples but it felt as if a lightning coursed through my body and I shook against her tight embrace. "Oh yes, it works. I didn't believe the sex-store guy but he has convinced me now." While handing me a white blouse she explained that there were tiny sensors integrated in those nipples which would cause exactly this kind of reaction I just had showed when they were touched. "Oh honey, you'll be sooo sensitive now when somebody touches you there." A short black leather skirt which ended at least three inches above my knees and black four inch heels completed my outfit.

When she motioned me to go downstairs I stopped in my tracks. "Mommy Adriana? I, err, I, please could I wear my wig, please? I feel kind of naked without it." She smiled at me. "Honey, yesterday I told you, you have to earn the right to wear a wig, to make you more resemble the woman you so much want to be. I can't remember a thing you have done today which makes you earn this reward." What about me licking you to an orgasm?, I thought, but didn't dare to mention.

In the kitchen I prepared breakfast for all of us. This time I didn't bring up the food to Mistress Andrea but she came downstairs dressed in her favorite silken negligee. Mommy Adriana held her hand possessively around her hips. Just before sitting down Mistress Andrea looked at me. "Good morning Greta. Hmmm, I see you are dressed well. You just have this secretary look. I agree with Mom. After having finished breakfast, we all go to your workplace where you will resign in person."

I shook my head frantically. "No, no, no, please don't do that to me. I'll do anything you want, but please don't make me resign. Please have mercy with me. I can't go in there and resign dressed like a girl. Pleaaaase."

Mommy Adriana and Mistress Andrea waited patiently until my outburst was over. Obviously both thinking alike, they moved into the same direction raising both their arms. I quickly glanced into the direction they were pointing and saw: The dreaded wooden paddle! Instantly I dropped to my knees, knowing there was no way I could avoid resigning personally dressed like I was, but trying to prevent the worse: Getting punished and then doing the resignation.

I cried out loud. "Please nooooo! Nooooooo, not the paddle! I will resign like you told me Mistress Andrea. Please, please, please, not the paddle. I will resign, I will do it Mistress." They looked at each other for quite a while and then it was Mistress Andrea who finally spoke out. "Greta, yesterday you promised to be my maid and serve me. Now you didn't want to obey my order. I told you I still love you, but you also have to help me. You know I can't allow a rebellious maid. Imagine I am entertaining guests or even better, I will have a new man. What happens when you fail to wash his socks or underwear, fail to iron his shirt, what shall I do with you then? Oh honey, you know what I have to do, right?"

I looked at them pleadingly, seconds seemed to turn into minutes or even hours. I stared into their faces hoping for a miracle to happen in order to avoid my punishment when the door bell rang. "Who can it be so early?", asked Mistress Andrea. "Oh," I said, "it must be Anne, our neighbor. I completely forgot, I promised to take her to work this morning because her car is getting fixed in the garage." The bell rang again. "Open up Greta. Certainly it's your guest then", smiled Mistress Andrea.

Slowly I wiggled to the door, trying to breathe deeply in order to relax, which was nearly impossible with the tight corset. I held the doorknob and failed to turn it around. "What are you waiting for Greta?" I heard them both ask. I didn't move, but the third ring from the doorbell let me open up the door.

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Keywords: Adriana, Become..., Makes, Mommy, Greta,

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