Fanfic Preview: Pink Pussycat Boxed In Part 4

 Part 4
 
 
  
  
  A while later, Max was now busy at a control panel pressing buttons, pulling leavers, adjusting sliders and such in one of his private labs. Having carefully driven there with his new pet while making sure no heroines were spying on him, Max called ahead to tell one of his chief scientists to clock everyone out for the evening, under the threat that if everyone had not left by the time he arrived, they'd all be fired. True, he did arrive to find the place in a right mess, chairs tipped over, equipment and papers on the floor, no doubt from everyone being in a big hurry to get the hell out of there being only a fifteen minute drive from where he was. Still, it would be worth it should this plan work.    
  As the fiendish millionaire continued one, he was notably Pussycat-less. All by himself with a chamber pod in the middle of the room, almost resembling a futuristic iron maiden with no clear view of what was inside. The only clue it gave away were the loud sinful moans inside.    
   “Thank god this thing was still in the storage basement!” Max told himself. “With the amount of times those supersluts have foiled my schemes, you can easily lose track of what sexy devices and machines you still have in your possession!”  
  The very device Max was working with was a machine that altered a person's appearance. Everything from face, to height, to fingerprints, to the obvious “enhancements” the wicked pervert desired, expanding his favourite female features, re-sculpting one's figure, it was designed to make anyone unrecognisable like a real life Create a Character app. Max recalled commissioning such a machine for a “just in-case” scenario. Maybe he wanted to make someone vanish without a trace and less messy like brainwashing and changing them into a local hooker or even a hooker from another country made to look like a local , or heck if things really went up shit creek for Max, he could start a new life under both a new name and face. He did consider using it on superheroines he captured so nobody could ever tell one was ever a missing comrade, but Max's tastes for big sexy bondage set ups with a theme and the empowerment of having heroines bound or doing whatever he wanted them to do for him rarely saw a situation he would need to change the whole appearance of a heroine, not to mention all the defeats made him forget about the machine till his sex pet brought up being under a mask. If he couldnt tell who Pink Pussycat was after all this time, there was no way any of her friends would tell who she was under her new identity.     
   “Almost there, few more adjustments to your behind annnnnnd done!” Max pressed a button marked Complete. As much as he loved how his sex pet looked before, this was all necessary if he was to convince R.O.P.E that his new pet resembled nothing like Kaitlin Sinclair. With a press of a button labelled “Release” the upright chamber pod door automatically opened, releasing a cloud of stream that silhouetted the new person inside. “Come on out my big bimbo pet! Let daddy have a good look at you!”       
  The figure looking differently shaped than Kaitlin slowly walked out of the chamber. As the steam started to dissolve, the perfectly hourglasse shape of a women revealed itself.    
   “Mmm Max...” the female ran her fingers though her long hair. “I feel sooooo........sooooooo......naughty!”  
   “You certainly look it!” Max grinned at the sight of his reshaped creation. “Strike a pose my pet!”  
  Kaitlin began to make many a sexy pose and look, from turning around so her Master could see her butt and bending down to show her womanhood cushioned between. To say Kaitlin looked nothing like the Kaitlin of old was an understatement. Got was her trademark wavey blonde hair and in was hair much longer and with much more volume and shine, along with a brighter shade of colour, now resembling something more of a pornstar or glamour model's hairstyle. Her face had been reshaped and enhanced to look more dollfaced. Longer lashes to lure her lover just by slowly opening and closing her eyelids, bigger and plusher lips to make her perfect to kiss and to suck off her master. So irresistible her lips had become, Kaitlin could not by repetitively lick them and place a finger against them to give off that perfect clueless bimbo look.    
  Her breasts remained the same size as when she went into the device and came out, but now made to look less natural. To anyone, they looked so fake, but one good squeeze would tell them otherwise. Jiggling with her breath she made with an enhanced backbone to support such big twins with ease, her breasts were fit to tittyfuck any giant cock and lactate whenever her master demands.    
  Her arms and sides saw shrinkage. Any small muscle tone Kaitlin had in her limbs for crimefighting were now two thin arms that looked like they could be snapped so easily. While her arm strength could not lift much, she could at least give perfect handjobs. Her slim curves gave her that hourglass look, separating her top heavy and top bottom with her thin tummy.    
  Kaitlin's hips saw the most change however, widened to the width of a car type while her butt almost was a big as one, perfect for being taking by her master from behind and giving her fantasies of being groped and spanked. Her kittyhole was no longer hidden by any pubic hair, now laid bare like a welcome doormat to let in any cock that wanted to come in. A few inches were adding to her longer shiny legs, she wuld wrap them behind most men of most sizes and keep a tight grip. Those that would eat her out would feel like they had gone to heaven, cushioned by such legs of perfection while the bimbo'd Kaitlin would purr.    
  Her skin tone now looked lighter. Max had decided to have a little fun with her skin by trying out different levels of tan in the future and watch his pet on the beach develop tan lines where her bikini would have been. Not to mention add to the list of features that made her not look like Kaitlin, not to mention her altered fingerprints just to be safe. If no one could tell who she was under a tiny mask, they had no chance in hell connecting this bimbo with millionairess Kaitlin Sinclair.    
   “Mmm, can we fuck now Master?” Kaitlin pushed her breasts together. “Its like, been a whole hour since I had Maxy Waxy's big cock inside me!”  
   “There'll be plenty of time for that when we get home my pet!” Max walked over to her, grabbing a buttcheek. “The Misses is expecting me back soon, can't let anyone be thinking I'm getting up to no good just yet! We best get you dressed first.”  
  Max handed his pet a black bondage harness, a black collar, and black chunky high heels. He watched Kaitlin slowly put the three items on, still amazed he now had her just as he always wanted, the perfect obedient sex pet. While he always digged the pink outfits, it was too risky to clad her out in something pink, but Max now Max was taking a likening to her black get up as Kaitlin finished by strapping on her collar. It fitted her transformation after all, no longer the bright colours of the goodie Superheroines, now she was wearing something of a darker shade, ideal for her new place among the super villains.    
   “My god you look stunning!” the villain gazed at his pet, the harness barely covered anything, with her breasts and pussy still exposed while a strap was snug in-between her huge buttcheeks. “From this name forward, you will denounce the names Kaitlin Sinclair and Pink Pussycat. After all, if you tell a soul, you'll get taken away and be changed back, you don't want that do you?”  
   “No no!” The woman formally known as Kaitlin Sinclair shook her head. “So like, what cha wanna call me now?”  
   “From this moment on, you will be named Fuck Dolly.” Max announced. “Yeees, my living breathing Fuck Doll!”     

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Fluffles! Not a full Bimbofication! ;)