CHAPTER
11
Bob had cleared away the remains of the excellent dinner which
Joe had prepared; he was quite the accomplished cook by now. Dr.
van Damme, Gloria, and Monica sat around the table drinking coffee.
"I think it's time to feed the boys Monica. You won't want to miss
this Doctor."
As the three woman made their way to the kitchen Gloria
explained. "It seems that both of them returned from your island
with tremendous appetites Doctor. Monica figures that this is a
side effect of the process which filled out their curvy bodies. We
found that the boys were putting on weight and I couldn't allow
that. I mean think of the money I have invested in their uniforms,
and besides, they are perfect just as they are. Don't you agree?"
"Yes, but I made them what they are, so I am more than a
little prejudiced."
"No matter. I took the situation in hand; Joe and Bob are
strict vegetarians now and I feed them only the healthiest of foods
three times a day. For breakfast they get an orange, a bowl of
oatmeal, and vitamins. Their lunch and dinner usually consists of
beans and rice."
When the women entered the kitchen, Joe and Bob, who had been
sitting at the table waiting, sprang up to attention. Monica got
out two bowls; into each she put two scoops of cold brown rice from
a pot in the refrigerator, then she opened a can of kidney beans
and topped the rice with the beans, dividing the can between the
two bowls. Monica put the bowls on the floor."You may eat."
To Dr. van Damme's amazement, Joe and Bob curtseyed saying
"Thank you mistress," then got down on their hands and knees and,
like two dogs, hungrily lapped at their obviously unappetizing fare
with their rounded behinds up in the air, fully exposed.
"No need to worry about them losing their girlish figures, and
besides think of the money I save on food." Laughed Gloria.
Later that evening Dr. van Damme joined Gloria Watson in her
den for a nightcap. They each had a drink and made small talk.
During a pause in the conversation, Gloria said, "Let's see how my
boys are doing." Knowing that Bob and Joe's almost nightly ritual
would soon be getting underway any minute now, she pushed a button
and a section of wall slid away to reveal several television
monitors and a control console. She turned them on and selected
those cameras which gave good views of the bedroom and bath that
Joe and Bob shared.
Joe had just stepped out of the shower and was drying off his
superbly feminine body. In the bedroom, Bob sat in front of the
mirror, brushing out his luxuriant blonde hair, dressed in an
embroidered satin teddy. Joe wrapped a towel around his head, put
on a short kimono style gown of jade silk, came out, sat down on
the bed, and started drying his hair.
"I thought the doctor who invented this hair said it was low
maintenance." Said Joe sarcastically, since both of them spent
hours on their hair.
"No he didn't; he just said it would last forever. If anything
it is more work than real hair since you can't do anything to it
that lasts. Sometimes I wish that I could just get a permanent and
not have to worry about it." Said Bob.
"I'm really worried about the Doctor being here, it can't mean
anything but trouble for us." Whined Joe.
"Oh come on Evie, lighten up a little." Retorted Bob
"Don't you start in with that shit too. It's bad enough with
Gloria and that crazy doctor. When we're alone, just call me Joe."
The two of them had long ago discovered their relationship;
Joe was troubled deeply by their circumstances, but Bob was too far
gone to care. "I'm sorry Joe. Let me make it up to you by brushing
your hair for you."
Bob came over, got on the bed behind Joe, and started brushing
his father's long blonde hair. Joe knew that Bob liked what had
been done to him. In fact, he'd been shown a videotape of the boy
begging Gloria to have him changed into a female. "Bob is really
into all this girl shit." Thought Joe, who did only as much as he
was forced to.
Joe didn't know it but, thanks to hypnosis and subliminal
programming, Bob craved humiliation and domination in addition to
his delight in his new body. Bob brushed Joe's hair until it
shined, then leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Let's fool
around pop."
Being under Gloria's total control, her sadistic domination
had erased any inhibitions that either of them might have retained.
"I don't know ..." Said Joe. Bob put down the hairbrush,
reached around, undid Joe's robe, took the revealed breasts in each
hand, and started playing with the nipples.
"Come on. You know you want to. Stop worrying about the Doctor
being here, there's nothing you can do to change anything." Bob
stopped the foreplay for a minute and slipped the straps of his
teddy off of his shoulders, then he pulled the teddy down to reveal
his bounteous breasts, and resumed fondling his fathers breasts.
Joe could feel Bob's hard nipples pressing against his back.
Thanks to conditioned behavior, the father responded quickly to the
son's caresses. Joe turned around and looked at Bob. Joe still had
his strong attraction to big titted sluts, and that's what he saw
in front of him. It no longer mattered to him that this blonde
bimbo had once been his son, or that she was an exact replica of
himself. Joe's enlarged red lips met Bob's. He pulled Bob into his
arms. Their tongues hungrily sought one another, as each one's
breasts pressed hard against the other's.
It was times like this that Joe wished that he still had his
cock and balls; he'd love to be able to screw the beautiful blonde
that his son had become. Joe would never again screw any woman, but
his sex change had left him with a realistic vagina, along with his
responsive clitoris which allowed him plenty of potential for
sexual relief.
Joe played with his nipples. He was in seventh heaven as he
looked down at Bob's pretty blonde head. Joe loved having his pussy
eaten, and Bob was very good at it. Joe was too, although he hated
to do it, and would do so only at Gloria's command.
When Joe's pussy was dripping wet and he was grinding his cunt
against Bob's face, Bob stopped, stripped off his teddy and, as he
had so many times before, went to the dresser. Joe knew what would
be coming next. It was deeply humiliating, but then again, it felt
so good. Bob returned with a huge double-ended dildo.
Joe laid back and spread his legs wide to receive his end of
the sex toy. Bob placed the oversized head of the rubber cock
against Joe's cunt, and gently pushed it in. Joe's pussy was really
slippery by now, but the diameter of the dildo was so large that
they had to exercise caution getting it in. Finally it was in as
far as they dared force it.
Now it was Bob's turn. He laid down and played with his pussy,
preparing it for what was to come. Joe positioned himself so that
the other head of the dildo was at Bob's cunt lips, then thrust his
hips forward. Bob moaned as the enormous dildo invaded him. Before
long, Joe was on top of Bob, their tits mashed together, as they
ground pelvis against pelvis, each of them receiving extreme
pleasure from their simulated fucking.
Dr. van Damme watched from the den as Bob fell asleep in Joe's
arms. What a bizarre sight that had been, watching the two stacked
blondes humping one another. Gloria interrupted her thoughts. "What
I wanted to talk to you about Justine, is Joe and Bob's future. I
must tell you that I have fallen in love with that girl you sent to
help me with Bob. Monica and I do not desire this country life-
style anymore and we want to move back to the city. I'm sure you
see the problems which might arise if those two were to accompany
us. Do you have any suggestions."
"Well, it's really funny that you should bring that up. I have
been asked to approach you about the two of them. It seems that
there are two very powerful and rich brothers and each wants Joe
very badly. They could not agree on sharing him so they gave up on
the idea of ever having him. I told them about Robert, that he was
made into his father's twin, and they have asked me to speak to you
and find out if they are available."
"What do they want them for?'
"This may sound crazy, but they want to marry them. These
brothers share some extreme tastes, such as bondage and domination,
just to name a few, and they would never in a million years find a
real woman to tolerate what they would insist on, as a matter of
course, in a marriage. Their only requirement is that Joe and Bob
be totally submissive with absolutely no resistance left."
"Well Bob loves it when you punish him and I have beaten all
the resistance out of Joe." Said Gloria.
"If you're amenable, I would take them back to the island for
a thorough preparation as there are a couple of other changes the
brothers want done. I think that this proposition would be in
everyone's best interests, especially since Bob would be happy in
bondage and submission while Joe would always hate it. I have been
instructed to offer you five hundred thousand dollars for the two
of them. Do you find that offer fair?"
"More than fair and I'll accept it with pleasure," replied
Gloria, "except that I insist you take half of the money. I don't
need any of it thanks to you and you've done more than enough to
earn it."
Dr. van Damme started giggling.
"What's so funny Justine?" asked Gloria.
"This will be so appropriate."
"Whatever do you mean?"
"This man who wants to marry Joe. He is worse to women than
Joe Watson ever dreamed of being."
The two women sealed the deal with a toast to Joe and Bob's
new lives.
