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Chapter Twelve.

She led Jerry down the hall to another door which opened into a small office. Jerry had been sort of confused by the rapidity of events since arriving here and the last shot he had been given was having the same effect of the wine he had been given at the salon he felt very relaxed and happy. The woman seated at the desk was absolutely gorgeous Jerry thought as she stood to receive the instructions from the doctor. Long blond curls that seemed to perfectly frame her vibrantly blue eyes, a tiny waist, and nicely rounded breasts swelling the top of her uniform. She smiled at Jerry, saying -

"Hi Jeri, I'm Cheryl please come with me." Leading him through a door at the back of the office. There was a long white padded table in the center of the room and a number of cabinets on rollers along the wall.

"Please remove your robe and lie face up on the table Jeri," she said.

Jerry turned his back to her to remove the robe, not out of modesty, but because of the arousal caused by his watching the fascinating way her buttocks moved in her tight-fitting uniform. But as he turned to mount the table he had no way to conceal the rising erection.

"Now I see why the doctor wants you drained twice a day. Obviously, you have not been to training very long."

Jerry flushing pink at her comments felt he must offer an explanation.

"Oh no, this all started only two days ago, I guess I'm a little out of place here. I mean this is all new to me." Jerry said.

"Well don't be embarrassed, I know all about how much trouble those things can be. Besides, I suppose that is one form of compliment."

Her light-hearted comment made Jerry feel more at ease, and he replied - "Well it is not all my fault, you are really gorgeous."

Cheryl smiled again and after putting on rubber gloves began massaging a very pleasant smelling cream on Jerry's tormented nipples. It felt very cool at first but soon he began to feel a glowing warmth all over the area she had rubbed.

"You will taste a very pleasant cherry flavor in your mouth soon, don't worry about it though, that just means the ingredients are being absorbed into your breasts. Now please turn over and lie face down."

Jerry did as she instructed and found that she had somehow manipulated the table so there was an opening, the padding just touching the sides of his face, and armrests to support his arms alongside his face. As he relaxed into position, he felt a strap being tightened across the small of his back effectively pinning him to the table. As he was trying to decide if he should protest Cheryl strapped his wrists to the armrests. Finally, he managed to pull his mind up from the pleasant haze that had been enveloping him to ask.

"What are you doing!" slightly alarmed as he felt the table begin to rise.

"I'm just preparing you for your draining and the rest of your breast massage. By the way Jeri, I noticed you looking at my breasts, what type of breasts do you like? Small pointy ones or nice big rounded ones like mine?

"Uh I guess I like big ones, why do you ask?

"Well, that will help me know how to set you up for your breast massage. Is that really big or just big in proportion to your body size? Cheryl asked.

While she was talking he felt her remove parts of the table under his chest and groin area.

"Why do you want to know what type of breasts I like anyway! Jerry questioned, becoming even more alarmed.

"It's better to know what your goal is so I can fit you with the proper forms, to begin with," Cheryl replied.

"What do you mean what my goal is, I don't have any kind of goal!"

"Well if you don't know what size breasts you want I might as well start off with large forms. You have probably noticed looking at Dr. Black and myself that she favors the larger cup sizes. Here I'll slide the mirror under so you can see what I have selected."

"Of course I know what size I want, I don't want any size.!

"Wow, I can see you haven't had any training, but don't let that worry you, you will want to have breasts real soon. Until you decide I will just assume largely and proceed that way."

As the mirror came into his line of sight he could see and feel her pushing a very large rounded clear plastic cup against his chest. She centered it right over his nipple that he noticed had gotten redder as if engorged with blood. She swiftly attached it to the table somehow, and then attached another one. Then she attached some flexible tubing to the ends of the cups.

"What is that for?" Jerry cried, really alarmed now.

"That is for the breast massage, the machine will create a slight vacuum in the cups causing the skin to stretch into the cups and allowing faster growth by reducing the atmospheric pressure. The cherry flavor you will be tasting means the prolactin and lactoglandin contained in the cream have been absorbed and combined with the injections you received will be building the interior structure necessary to develop the proper fullness."

Jerry was totally confused by what she had said and while he was trying to figure all of this out he felt her fingers on his penis. Smoothing and pumping and pumping until he felt his erection returning. He guessed she was going get him to ejaculate, thereby draining him. He was just beginning to like the idea of being drained when she stopped and shoved something rubbery feeling over his penis. At first, he thought it must be a condom but then realized it was stiffer and heavy like a weight had been attached. Jerry was having difficulty trying to figure out what she had said and all these things she was doing to him. He wanted to tell her to stop and let him up, but he felt so relaxed and pleasant he was having to force his mind to work. Now Cheryl had removed the mirror and slid a small television monitor into his range of vision and lowered the table again. Soon she started massaging his back with warm and soothing lotion. As Jerry lay watching a blank screen and trying to formulate the right questions to find out what was happening to him Cheryl began speaking in a soothing voice.

"You have nice skin already, this lotion will make it nice and creamy with just the right amount of fleshiness to cover the veins and muscles."

Jerry began to notice a pulling sensation on his chest and noticed a new sound in the room. A sort of pulsing humming sound. Now he was feeling a quite pleasurable pulling sensation on his penis. Whatever she had put on it was actually pulsing in rhythmic waves from the base to the tip. These sensations were enough to jolt Jerry out of the mental fog he was in and he began to question Cheryl the words rushing out in a rush.

"What did you mean by building interior structures, and developing fullness - and why did you put those huge cups on my chest I don't want any fullness - what is going on I only wanted the irritation in my nipples to stop."

"Well, this is about the fastest method to get you through the irritation stage. Just a few sessions and you will be in the glow and tingle stage, you'll enjoy that. As for the fullness in just a few days you will understand and be all excited about it."

While Cheryl was talking the pulsing action on his nipples and penis had begun to feel very good taking Jerry's mind back into the pleasant haze of enjoyment. I fact it was getting good so fast Jerry had started to buck his hips into the table as much as the strap would allow Jerry erupted almost immediately and slumped down against the table enjoying his climax. Cheryl stopped the breast pump and changed the action of the draining device to just gently encourage a longer flow of semen. Finally, the device stopped milking Jerry and he slumped against the table relaxing into the typically satisfied stupor that follows the male climax.

Not knowing how long he had lain there Jerry slowly realized there were now images on the television screen. Oh my, he thought, this is a film of Violet rolling my hair for my permanent wave! There must have been a hidden camera! Fascinated, Jerry watched as Violet swiftly wound his hair on the small rods, he had not been able to see this part of the procedure when Violet was actually giving him the perm since he had been faced away from the mirror. Watching her roll each strand tightly to his scalp began to cause the little

thrills he had enjoyed earlier. Violet had just finished the hair on the top of his head when he felt the pulsing on his chest and penis again. Such pleasure! Jerry was already being stimulated by watching the video and now was feeling the tremendously pleasurable sensations caused by these wonderful devices. As the video showed Violet starting to use the smaller blue rods, Jerry suddenly stiffened and spasmed into a mind-shattering climax. The pleasure was just too great and Jerry fainted from the excitement.

"Okay Jeri, you can raise up now this session is over, your attendant is waiting in the office to show you to your rooms," Cheryl said while shaking Jerry back to consciousness.

After Cheryl assisted Jerry from the table and helped him into the robe she had to help him walk to the door.

I'm so weak, my legs feel like rubber, Jerry thought as Cheryl helped him to the door. How many times did she use that thing on me 3,  4,  I can't remember! Now I know what Dr. Black meant by draining.

"Anne, this is Jeri, your new roommate. Jeri, this is Anne, she will be your roommate and guide for the next two years. She has your schedule and will make sure you are in the right place at the proper time. She may need a little help Anne, it seems that she has really been drained. Ha Ha. Bye Jeri, see you tomorrow morning. Cheryl said.

"Oh Jeri,  you are so pretty already, here just lean on my shoulder we can go slowly, no hurry. All you have left today is a bath and the evening meal then you can get a good night's rest. I am sure you will feel better tomorrow." Anne told Jerry solicitously.

Anne led Jerry to the elevator and then to an upper floor, where he was delighted to see the hall was decorated much more like a nice hotel instead of a hospital. He shuddered when he remembered Cheryl had she would see him in the morning. he was so weak now how could he survive another session on that table!

"Are you all right, you are shaking?" Anne asked.

"Yes, I just remembered Cheryl said she would see me in the morning. I don't know if I can survive another session. Jerry said.

"Didn't you enjoy the table dear?"

"Well yes I did, but look at me I feel like an old dishrag, all used up."

"That's all right Jeri, you will recover in just a little while, and the first trip to the table is always the hardest. After the first draining, it will be much easier to get what little semen your body will be making. Here we are, these are our rooms, we have a very nice suite. Two bedrooms joined by a bath and this nice living room. Don't you just love how pretty they are?

"Yes, this is very nice, but I am so tired, do you think I could lie down for a while? Jerry asked.

"Of course Jeri, you rest for a little while, and I'll see if I can get Dinner sent up. After you have rested, we will eat then I'll help you get your bath and ready for bed. Tomorrow will be a big day, you will get to meet the instructors and the other students I just know you will love it here." Anne said.

After seeing Jerry safely in bed, Anne carefully closed the door and unlocking the hidden cabinet used the telephone inside to call Cheryl.

"Cheryl, Jeri is in terrible shape, we barely made it here, and she just collapsed in the bed! Does she still have to go back to the table in the morning?" Anne asked.

"Yes she does, Dr. Black's specific orders. If she is not able by morning call for a wheelchair, death is the only thing that can keep her off the table." Cheryl replied.

"Isn't that rather harsh?

"Yes it is but Jeri had an erection while being examined by Dr. Black, she is very lucky the doctor didn't castrate her right then without anesthetic.!"

"Oh my, I understand now. She must have not had any training at all.! Anne said.

"Very minimal but Violet insisted she is taken into the program immediately. Jeri will just have to suffer through the accelerated program. It shouldn't be too long before the mental programming takes over and she comes around. Until then it is the table twice a day to complete voided. Dr. Black will not tolerate another erection. Besides, twice a day will really get breast development going. Really necessary since she came here without any significant development. Don't forget to make sure she drinks all the wine with her meal before going to sleep. The programming will begin as soon as she is asleep. Make sure you close your door and call to have it stopped before you go in to wake her. Remember all programming is specifically designed for that individual and could affect you."

"Yes, of course, I will have her back to you as soon as morning aerobics are over."

Chapter Thirteen.

"Wake up Jeri, it is time to eat dear," Anne said gently shaking Jerry.

"Oh ok, man I was really tired," Jerry replied as he slowly roused.

"Well come on, I have had dinner sent up so we can eat here in our rooms. You will feel a lot better after a little nourishment. Then we can get you bathed and ready for bed. You can get a lot of sleep tonight and be prepared for your first day." Anne said.

Jerry slowly stood noticing he was still in the pink terry cloth robe from earlier and finding the slippers he followed Anne into the other room. Finding a folding table set up with two chairs he began to walk slowly in that direction. Walking slowly seemed like a very good idea, with every step his limp flopping penis brushed against the robe reminding him of how tender it now was. He also seemed to have a little bouncing motion on his chest that he did not remember having before. His nipples rubbing against the robe were also very tender but at least they did not have that irritating feeling anymore. Anne had already seated herself and was uncovering some of the dishes as he managed to seat himself.

"Are you feeling all right Jeri?"

"Yeah, I guess so, just some very tender places. But I am feeling stronger now." Jerry replied.

"Good, I have poured your wine for you. Your menu list calls for a small glass with lunch and dinner and one at bedtime. I have a supply of the small bottles in the cabinet for your bedtime drink. Here's to my new roommate, I hope you will be happy here." Anne said raising her water glass to toast with Jerry's wine.

Jerry was a little disappointed to find that his dinner consisted of two pieces of baked skinless chicken breast and a green salad. Iced water, Melba toast, and cherry gelatin cubes completed his whole meal. Since awakening, he had discovered he was very hungry, and he had wished for a good steak. He should have known he was only wishing.

"I think you are very nice Anne but as far as being happy here I just don't know. You see I really did not plan on coming here, and unlike some of the others I have seen, certainly wasn't prepared for this whole idea."

Jerry ate very fast and drank his wine right away. Unnoticed by Jerry, Anne refilled his glass while he was eating.

You know I just let Violet talk me into this, and I don't know if I will even be staying. After having been on that table, the thought of being "drained" twice a day is rather frightening." Jerry said.

"Oh, I would have thought you would enjoy being "drained". Isn't it a lot like masturbating?

"Well it was very enjoyable, it's just I was so wiped out when Cheryl finished, and I am a little concerned about the breast massage business. Cheryl said some rather confusing things about the size, and building fullness, and structure, I don't know what it is all about. Although it did feel make my nipples feel very good." Jerry said draining the last of his wine.

"If you enjoyed what happened on the table, you shouldn't worry. Cheryl says all kinds of technical stuff, I don't think anybody knows what she is talking about. By the way, what size cups did you choose Jeri.? Anne asked.

"Cups? Oh, you mean those plastic things she hooked on my chest for the massage. I didn't choose any size, but she used some really big things, must have been six inches across and maybe eight inches deep." Jerry replied.

"Really? well, Cheryl always goes for the biggest unless you tell her otherwise."

"I didn't know what to tell her, so she just picked out the ones she wanted I guess. What should I have told her? I don't know what it is all about anyway. She wanted to know what size breasts I wanted. I told her I didn't want breasts at all. That is when she hooked up those big cups." Jerry told Anne.

"You probably should have told her a cup size, Jeri. If you don't she always picks the big ones."

"What do you mean by cup size anyway?"

"You know, like in brassiere size cups, A cup, B cup, C cup, D cup," Anne told Jerry.

For a moment Jerry was even more confused, but even in the drug-induced pleasant haze, the idea finally sunk in. Cup size, breast size, oh my god he thought. Those cups are to make breasts grow on my chest! That is what she meant by fullness and inner structures.

"What size do you think those big cups are Anne?"

"From your description, they are probably double D." Anne replied.

"The purpose of the suction cups and that cream is to make me grow breasts, isn't it. The fact that she chose that size means that if she keeps using them I will end up wearing a Double D cup bra doesn't it?" exclaimed Jerry.

"Yes it does Jeri, and I'm sure you will just love them. In a few days, you will be able to see some growth, then you will get impatient, wanting them to hurry up and grow more. It feels great having big sensitive breasts." Anne said smiling sweetly.

"Well, that is one feeling I won't be having. First thing in the morning I'm calling a taxi and getting out of this crazy place. I didn't want to come here in the first place!" Jerry said angrily, his voice becoming louder.

"Well if that's what you want Jeri, but you are really going to miss out on the greatest experience of your life. I can assure you that the best thing that could possibly happen to any man is to come to the institute. They can make you wonderfully happy here." Anne told him.

"Yeah, well I can do just fine without this bunch of crazies. I'm sure not going to stay around here and grow breasts and no telling what else. I'm getting out."

"Whatever you wish Jeri, why don't you let me help you to bed, and in the morning you can do whatever you think is best," Anne said soothingly.

Jerry was through eating and finished drinking the second glass of wine, and the thought of going to bed again seemed like a good idea. He was very tired and drowsy, a good night's rest, and he would be ready to get out of here. I should have suspected something when Dr. Black showed up to bring me here, especially after what that silly boy had said about her giving him breasts! Well, they can forget that first thing in the morning I'm out of here. I will hate to give up Violet but noway am I going to let her screw me up like this.

All the while Jerry had been thinking Anne had led him into the bedroom and removing the robe had dressed him in another of the hospital gowns. Jerry was straining so hard to make his thought process work so he could make plans to leave, he paid no attention to what Anne was doing. Crawling in the bed at her urging Jerry was soon deep in a drug-induced sleep.

Chapter Fourteen.

"Did you hear the conversation?" Anne asked Dr. Black over the hidden phone.

"Yes, we are on our way there now. Apparently, Jeri is going to need some intensive treatment." Dr. Black replied.

Dr. Pamela Black was somewhat upset with Jerry. The Institute had rules to prevent males who were not properly prepared from entering the program, and Violet had managed to subvert those rules. Now her protege' was going to have to suffer for her insistence at having him admitted. But knowing Violet rather well, she was sure that it had been the intention of Violet all along for Jerry to have a difficult time. Anyone that displeased Violet would always end up suffering. Well suffer he will, Dr. Black thought as she injected the sleeping Jerry with an even stronger sedative.

"That will keep him out until he has been prepared. Get him scrubbed and into the chair as soon as possible Cheryl. I want him ready when this drug wears off. Oh, by the way, I heard that you put the largest cups on him to start with, up to your tricks again aren't you."

"Uh, yes ma'am, but he wouldn't make a choice," Cheryl replied hesitantly.

"Oh, I know how much you like big breasts Cheryl, but you know you are to wait for the computer profile to determine the appropriate size for the person's frame and build type. However, this time it is just as well that you did use the double D cups. Jeri has upset me somewhat so he will now have to live with huge breasts whether or not they fit him. In fact when I get the profile from the computer if it calls for anything close to a double D I might give you the double E cups to use. I will teach Jeri and Violet to cause me problems. In fact, I will consider it my sacred duty to make Jeri the epitome of the voluptuous woman. I will see how Violet will like having her protege become so blatantly female." Dr. Black said vehemently.

Cheryl had cringed in fear and fallen to her knees when Dr. Black had begun to scold her, but as the Dr. began to approve her actions, even stating her intent to go farther in the breast enlargement, she began to feel relief. Cheryl quickly bowed and kissed the toe of Dr. Black's beautiful pump.

"I'm terribly sorry to have willfully disobeyed you I will try very hard not to repeat my disobedience. Please allow me to continue in the program, I could not stand not being allowed to finish." Cheryl sobbed.

"Oh stand up Cheryl, I am not mad at you. I know you love big breasts so much you want everyone to have them. I kind of feel that way myself, however, I must try to make everyone over in the proper fashion. We can't have all of the new sisters as busty as you and me. They have to have figures appropriate for the various tasks they are to perform in the world and big breasts can sometimes be too much distraction for the people they come in contact with. Don't worry Cheryl, I could not bring myself to dump you from the program unfinished. You are so eager to become a Sister you are a pleasure to work with." Dr. Black hugged Cheryl close and gave her a lingering kiss on the lips.

"Besides, I know I shouldn't tell you yet, but if you think you can behave, I will keep you as my personal assistant when you have completed the program. Now don't thank me, I will give you a chance to do that later, just get busy and get Jeri ready." Dr. Black smiled at Cheryl.

Anne who had shrunk back against the wall when Dr. Black began to scold Cheryl now slipped quietly to the bedside to assist in preparing Jerry for an experience he would never get over. Anne had shrunk back to be sure she did not share in any blame. She had another year to go into the program and desperately wanted to become a Sister. The mere thought of the smallest possibility of being dumped from the program brought a deep chilling fear to her heart. She too had heard the rumors and seen the result of what happened to those who for whatever reason did not complete the program. They were in fact waiting now for to of those who failed to come and handle the inert Jeri. Officially they were called servants, but Anne knew they were really no better than slaves, their brains having been operated on to remove their wills. Now they were consigned to a life of dumb obedience, being assigned only to the simplest tasks. Virtually all of the physical work was performed by these "servants". The two they were waiting for were called orderlies and were always dressed as nurses. Anne had been told that no one ever left the Institute except as Sisters or as servants to toil their lives away for the Sisters. She had heard that these were males who would not accept becoming women or had committed some vile act against the Sisters. Not only were their brains operated on but their sex organs were totally removed. They were not administered female hormones after that so most of them had rather dumpy shapes. Neither male nor female. They never wore makeup and their hair was always styled in a practical matronly look. Anne shuddered again at the sight of the two as they entered the room. Even if she did not passionately desire to become a Sister, she would have done anything to avoid such a fate.

The orderlies lifted Jerry from the bed and carried him to the bathroom and Anne gave Jerry an enema. He was supported and then maneuvered to the toilet by the orderlies. This procedure had brought Jerry awake but he was still very groggy. The action of the enema took its a course and when they were sure he was finished they placed him in the waiting bath and scrubbed him thoroughly. A beautician sent up by the hairstyling school shampooed Jerry's hair with a special shampoo for bleached hair. The orderlies then held Jerry up while Cheryl and Anne dried him off and applied the special skin cream. A fresh hospital gown was put on him, a towel wrapped around his hair like a turban and he was strapped in a wheelchair. When Jerry started awakening, he was confused and did not know where he was. As his senses returned he realized he was naked and strapped into a very peculiar chair. It appeared to be made entirely of stainless steel. His arms were secured with straps and he was also held in the chair by a strap around his waist.

"Hey, what is going on here?" Jerry cried in alarm.

"Well, I'm glad to see you are back with us Jeri. What is going on is you have been brought to the chair for some special training. It seems you are not happy to be at the Institute and have decided to leave. Now you are going to receive special training that will change your mind about wanting to leave and soon you will be delighted to be have been selected for this program." Dr. Black informed Jerry.

"Delighted hell, you people are crazy if you think I am going to stay here and let you pump up breasts on me, and no telling what other fiendish things you are trying to do to me," Jerry shouted angrily.

"Perhaps you aren't fully aware of your situation Jeri. You are firmly strapped in the chair and we certainly have no intention of releasing you. You haven't noticed yet but I have installed a shunt in your left forearm. A continuous drip of certain mind control and mild narcotic drugs will help your mind accept, well actually crave the very things you are resisting. While in the chair you will be trained, through the use of pleasure creating devices, and mental programming to desire everything feminine. You will especially want to have very large breasts and female genitalia. Violet has informed me that you were very upset when she permed and bleached your hair, so as an added bonus I have included programming to ensure that you will have a passionate desire to have permed and frosted hair. Even having your hair set will cause you to have an orgasm. Since you are to work for Violet in her salon when your training has been completed, that little peculiarity I am programming into your new personality should keep you very happy. In fact, Ronnie is waiting to set your hair now so you will be pretty when your training begins. When she is finished Cheryl and Anne will finish your preparation for training. I will be observing your progress frequently and in just a few days your mind will be completely changed to the new female personality I have selected for you. Changed for life."

Jerry felt an icy chill settle into his innermost being. He was trapped in this chair and could do nothing to prevent this mad doctor from doing everything she said. He struggled frantically with his bonds but to no avail. He was truly at her mercy.

"Open your mouth Jeri, I need to install this feeding device," Cheryl said.

Afraid to open his mouth to answer, Jerry clamped his jaw shut and shook his head no. A wasted effort, Cheryl simply clamped his nostrils shut until he had to open his mouth to breathe. Even though he resisted, she expertly inserted the device over his teeth and when he stopped trying to push it out with his tongue and closed his mouth he found he could not reopen it. Pulling his lips back Cheryl screwed a rod into the threaded opening in the device and clamped it into an arm Anne had swung into place in front of him. After Cheryl had tightened a couple of knobs he found he could no longer move his head, but must stare straight ahead. Anne moved several large mirrors in front of him and he could then see and feel Ronnie combing through his tightly curled hair. As Ronnie started setting Jerry's hair just like Violet had, she started a running dialogue.

"This should help you feel a lot better Jeri, your hair is going to be pretty again. I really love the way Violet has arched your eyebrows, don't you think they are lovely? You know you look really good with this style, I really love all these crisp bouncy curls back here, don't you just love them, Jeri?"

When Ronnie had finally finished setting Jerry's hair by placing the last of the tiny rollers at his neckline, she rolled a hairdryer over and placed it over Jerry's head. Jerry had of course been unable to reply to Ronnie's questions and had been trying to ignore what was happening. In spite of being is such a terrible predicament, he was enjoying watching his hair being set. In fact even as he had told Anne that he intended to leave, he had considered continuing to wear his hair in this new style. Even though he was angry with Violet for sending him here he had to admit he really did like his pretty hairdo. Dr. Black had connected an IV bag to the shunt in his arm before she left and he could feel a warm soothing feeling coming over him. With his head locked into a stationary position, Jerry had to look straight ahead at his reflection. Jerry knew he should resist the feelings he was having, but the picture of his hair set in all the rollers and clips, the pleasant music he was now hearing, and the wonderful feelings from the drugs coursing through his blood were too much to fight. Jerry soon drifted into a very happy trancelike state dreaming of how beautiful his hair is going to be when Ronnie finishes combing and arranging it. When Ronnie removed the hairdryer Jerry was able to focus his thoughts enough to consciously watch her remove the clips and rollers. He began to feel those exciting little thrills again as he watched Ronnie fluff and arrange his waves and curls. Jerry's mind was still rather hazy and he did not notice Cheryl until she had put something around his now erect penis. Still unable to move his head he could not see what she had done and with his mouth sealed with that infernal device, he could not utter a word of protest. When Ronnie had finished styling Jerry's hair Cheryl removed the brace that had locked his head in a stationary position. She unscrewed the rod allowing his lips to close again. Ronnie then started applying makeup to Jerry's face. Jerry could tell she was doing a lot more than Violet had, but since she had turned the chair away from the mirror he could not see exactly what it was. Jerry was no longer resentful or frightened but now was just curious to see how he would look.

In the next room, Dr. Black and Violet stood observing all that was being done to Jerry.

"When you called, I was surprised to hear that you had decided to put Jerry in the chair. I thought it had been done away with when the four-year program was started." Violet said.

"Well, it is not normally necessary, however, you sent Jeri here without the proper preparation. He has absolutely no control, he even had an erection waving at me when I tried to examine him! I sent him to the table hoping that would be sufficient, and we could keep him in the regular program. After two hours on the table, he informed Anne that he was determined to leave the institute. I decided the intensive program should be started right away. The reason I called you is to determine if you were still committed to converting Jeri. In the four-year program, the candidates are gradually coaxed into desiring all of the changes necessary to convert them. You realize that in the intensive program they are forced into rapid acceptance. To achieve this we must virtually destroy their existing thought patterns and a drastic personality change is inevitable. Are you prepared to accept Jeri after his conversion even if he displays flagrantly feminine behavior? In Jeri's case, he may emerge somewhat like the dumb blonde or silly bimbo stereotype." Dr. Black explained.

"Actually that may suit my purposes perfectly. It is my intention to use her in the Institute Preparation Program in my salon. Such a complete change will be a perfect example of what is possible to achieve through our program. In fact, she may serve as an incentive for some of the more vindictive wives, to force their husbands into the Institute." Violet laughed.

"Very well I just wanted you to understand that Jeri is going to get the most intensive treatment we can provide. I intend to completely reconstruct him, both mentally and physically."

"Excellent!, I'm sure I will be delighted with the results," Violet replied.

Chapter Fifteen.

Ronnie had finished with Jerry's hair and returned the chair to its original position, but his efforts to see the results were frustrated by Cheryl moving around the chair doing things he could not see.

"Bye Jeri, don't be impatient now, Cheryl will fix the mirrors so you can see your beautiful hair as soon as she finishes getting you ready. Have fun in the chair dear." Ronnie laughed as she left the room.

Cheryl did something to make the leg supports of the chair move apart, spreading his legs. Now that his legs were free he looked down and saw a rubber sleeve attached to his penis with several tubes leading off to a nearby cabinet. This must be the draining device he thought. Cheryl then produced the cups to attach to his chest, this time they were attached by several straps around his chest and over his shoulders. Oh my, he thought they look even bigger than yesterday. They were so large that the edges were curved in a teardrop shape so that they even extended under his armpits. They extended so far out in front that he could only see down through the narrow crack between them. Jerry tried to protest again but all that would come out was an unintelligible mumble.

"Oh, you noticed the new cups. Yes, they are larger than the ones I used earlier. Since you behaved so badly Dr. Black gave me permission to use the very largest we have. I am sure you will be happy to know these will eventually produce double E cup breasts. I'm almost jealous that mine aren't that big. I only have D cups and I really love them. I have thought about having even larger ones, but these are really sort of hard to manage and do place quite a strain on my shoulders and back. I'm afraid double E would be just too hard to manage, and probably be very uncomfortable too." Cheryl said.

Having secured the massive cups to Jerry's chest Cheryl moved to his right side and grasping the flesh on his hip lifted up and out. When she lowered his hip he could feel his flesh stick to the stainless seat in a new position. Cheryl repeated the same procedure on his left side. Jerry felt as if his butt crack had been spread wide open. Cheryl then arranged several mirrors around the chair so that Jerry could see all sides of his head reflected, but effectively removing everything else from his view. Jerry was happy to see his hair and was busily turning his head to and fro to examine Ronnie's handiwork, again being thrilled by the sight of his lovely curls. Suddenly he felt something slowly pushing against his rectum.

"Don't be frightened, Jeri. Just relax and allow it to enter. This one is the small beginner's size, and it is lubricated. Take deep breaths and wiggle your hips to help it find the way in. This is one of the pleasure devices Dr. Black told you she would be using, you are going to learn to love the feel of it Jeri." Cheryl advised Jerry.

The slow but insistent pressure left Jerry with no option but to wiggle as Cheryl had said. As it pushed through his sphincter the pain was very intense, but thankfully the pain began to subside as it continued its an inward slide. Cheryl said it wasn't large, but it felt huge to Jerry. He was sure he was being impaled on a post as it slowly filled him. Finally, he felt it stop as it touched his prostate gland and saw a spurt of ejaculate in the clear tubing attached to the cylinder that completely covered his penis. Jerry took several deep breaths and carefully wiggled in an effort to make that huge intruder more comfortable.

Jerry noticed that he could now hear that music that he had liked so much when he heard it while having his hair done in the salon. Jerry could tell by the sound of Cheryl's voice that she had moved away from him to the rear of the room.

"Everything is ready for your training to begin Jeri. In the next few minutes, you will start feeling several new sensations. Since you don't have any choice I suggest that you relax and enjoy the pleasure. The more you resist and struggle against the program the more severe it becomes. It will be best if you accept the inevitable and enjoy the process of becoming the beautiful woman you are going to be." Cheryl advised Jerry.

Jerry's mind was whirling, he tried to summon the will to resist what these women were doing to him, but he felt compelled to look at his reflection. He had been so occupied looking at his beautiful curls he had just noticed how different his face appeared with the makeup Ronnie had applied. At first, he thought she had grossly overdone it, giving him a rather wanton look. But as he viewed each area he was pleased with the beauty she had created. She had applied a faint violet eye shadow, blending it smoothly up to his highly arched brows. The addition of dark eyeliner and mascara created a sultry look he had not imagined could be possible. She had applied the foundation and blush very softly, expertly complementing his light frosted blonde curls. The lipstick, however, was a glistening bright clear red, making Jerry long to lick his lips so he could taste and feel it. The more Jerry gazed at the beauty they had created the more the strangely confusing messages raced through his hazy thoughts. He was getting turned on looking at the beautiful sexy creature in the mirror, yet he knew that this image was actually himself. I must be going mad Jerry thought, I am sexually aroused by my own image. As Jerry valiantly struggled against these confusing emotions, he was vaguely aware of the sucking sensation on his chest. Jerry was alarmed to realize that they were pumping his breasts again, remembering what Cheryl had said about how big they were going to make them. 

Then he felt the pulsing pumping sensation on his penis again and a faint vibration against his prostate gland. The music was louder now, new and even stranger thoughts were popping into his mind; you love how pretty you are, you will love your lovely breasts, you want to be a woman, women have breasts and vaginas if you have breasts and a vagina you can always have beautiful blonde curls, Rather quickly all concern for the predicament he was in left Jerry's mind, the pleasurable sensations he was receiving were creating an intense desire to remain this lovely creature he was seeing reflected, to eagerly accept his new appearance. As his excitement increased Jerry could no longer resist, the female hormones, the tranquilizers, the mind control drugs flowing through his bloodstream were permeating his brain cells. Slowly, insidiously the implanted thought patterns from the subliminal messages in the music were replacing his own thought patterns. Erasing his will to resist, creating whole new personality segments based solely on feminine beauty and pleasure. On and on the training continued, the pulsing massage of his breasts and penis never ceasing, the intruder in his anus no longer painful but bringing a joyful sense of satisfying fullness.

 It's vibrations slowly increasing in intensity, bringing Jerry to almost continuous orgasm. Hours later, when the vibrations were no longer sufficient to extract the climatic fluid it began to slowly pump in and out bringing Jerry again and again to mind-crushing orgasm after orgasm. Day and night passed as Jerry came in and out of consciousness the training continued without respite, paused only for Cheryl to pump nutritious liquid through the feeding tube. Day and night the drugs flowed through the IV, the music continued nonstop with the frequency and intensity of the messages increasing. The mechanical devices never stopping, Jerry was forced to a level of excitement and emotion beyond endurance, constantly on the verge of orgasm that was no longer possible. Jerry stared through glazed eyes at the beautiful creature that he had become, her red lips curled in a look of pure wanton lust. This is me, I am her, I am beautiful, I must have her, I must be her, I must be this woman, I must be woman, I must, I must have more, I must have more, more enough, the muffled cry echoed through Jerry,s brain as he slipped into mental exhaustion, beyond consciousness, beyond return.