Vulvoid Transform

by Lisa James

part 6

  

Timeframe: 3 months after Lisa becomes a vulvoid girl

Agent Pieter Yasharov was a covert operative for the USSR secret service, 24 years of age he was one of the youngest in the service. When the russians heard word of a highly secret weapon called Vulvoid being developed by the Americans, they had no choice but to find out more. The information trail was extremely hard to find, yet working alone and with diligence and following instincts Agent Yasharov found a trail that led to a home for orphan girls, somewhere in Oregan. Whilst thinking it an unlikely trail, nonetheless he hired a car (under an alias) and drove to the small town that was host to the girls home called secretly known as GIRL (Girlhood Investigative Research Laboratories). Driving through the night he located the facility and parked the car discretely and walked towards the grounds. The facility had guards and surveilance cameras. Peering from a boundary he could see several high-school age girls engaged in various activities - one appeared to be writhing on the grass in a school dress with her hand between her legs clearly masturbating! This was one of the wierdest (and possibly most arousing) missions that Agent Yashanov had even been on.

Whilst waiting for dusk he noticed a bus, aparently full of relatively young (16-25 year old) people - male from what he could see. The bus entered the facility and the pasengers were watched carefully as they left and entered the building via a ramp that appeared to go undergound.

About 1 and a half hours later the sun was down and the guard appeared to be changing, Agent Yashanov madea break and entered the grounds, heading for the ramp that he saw the bus passengers go down. He dodged several roaming guards and sweeping cameras before slipping between the doors at the end of the ramp that led underground. He followed a long corridoor and stairs that seemed to leed to an underground chamber that was strangely silent.

Turning a corner he saw a most interesting sight - a hall filled with two facing rows of what looked like cryogenic chambers. Each one was about the size of a large fridge with a clear rounded glass front. Each one contained a person! Agent Yasharov pulled out a digital dictaphone and began to take notes...

'Agent Yasharov here... I have penetrated the facility and made my way to an underground facility... I am in a hall with what look like cryogenic chambers - each containing a person... This is bizzarre, but they are nude except for underwear, and... wait... the underwear is moving! Beating in and out like some weird heart... what is this?' He walked closer, looking at the left hand row of chambers and walking up to the first one.

'I dont know what is going on here... the people in the chambers are male... yet they are wearing panties... and the panties are moving! I still cant see the faces of the men, they are obscrured, but I can see the body twitching and straining like they are trying to escape... hang on...' he looked to his left at the bank of chambers facing the left hand row. 'No... I made a mistake, they are not all male, the ones on the left are female... weird...' as he said this he looked down the line of chambers on his right and noticed something even stranger...

'Wow... I dont understand... The men on my side... some of them have... breasts!' He stared at the throbbing panties covering the crotches of the men nearby and began to feel uneasy... 'I dont know, but I think that they are undergoing some kind of change from female to male, or male to female... I cant tell which!' He walked down the line on his right staring at the person in each chamber. When he got half way down his line he stopped and stared at the person in the chamber nearest. Fo some reason the body was twitching more than the earlier ones. Their penis and balls clearly presented in the bizarre throbbing panties between his legs. Agent Yasharov stared then at the person's chest and saw an amazing sight... The small male nipples litterally swelled before his eyes and grew into much larger female nipples.

'Oh my god! I just saw one of the men grow girls nipples... hang on... I see breasts forming, they are growing before my eyes! These men are being turned into girls!' He spoke into his dictaphone. He then began to walk down the line and observe the changes of each of the victims inside the chambers... 'The ones behind me must be further into the process... The ones opposite me appear to have become fully female! The breasts appear to be the first changes, but now that I look I see that the appearance fo breasts also seems to conincide with a noticable reduction in penis and ball size...'

He walked further down the line and stopped outside a chamber with a victim with large C sized breasts and a rather smallish penis revealed when the throbbing panties deflated between beats. 'I am watching one of the victims now, the panties are throbbing like they are alive and I can see the person inside frantically straining at the restraints! I cant even beging to imagine what it might feel like to become a girl like this! The penis is smaller each time I see the panties deflate... hang on... oh my god! The hips are widening before my eyes!'

Agent Yasharov was getting scared now, he moved to the other side and watched something that made his scrotum contract 'I am watching another chamber now - more advanced in the transformation, the penis is so small I am actually watching it disappear! Oh my god! They are changing men into girls!... I can see the poor bastard writhing, trying to get out!'

Just then there was a loudish hiss and the chamber with the person that Agent Yasharov had assumed a girl - the most changed person - slid open. What emerged was a lithe girl with large breasts, shapely legs and the most girlish of crotches. Her panties were not throbbing. She screamed 'Oh my god!! Im a girl!!! I have a cunt!!! Oh god - please no! My dick! I've lost my dick! I hate the sensation between my legs!!! Help me!!!' Agent Yasharov slid between one of the chambers containing a transforming man-girl and watched a spine chilling scene unfold... The newly released hysterical girl grabbed her breasts and screamed 'Aaaahhhhh!!! These breasts are controlling me!!! Nooo!!! I wont.... Please no!!!' and her shuddering body moved to some low padded benches that sat between the two rows of chambers... She sat down screaming 'No... please no!!! dont make me touch it!!! Help!!! I need a doctor!!! I cant bear the feeling!!! Being a girl!! no!!! I cant control my body!!! Heeelp meeee!!!!' and she spread her legs, grabbed her amazingly female panty covered mound and began to masturbate! She screamed obscenities as she did so and decried the sensations of her new flat and internal genitals. Whilst this happened Agent Yasharov watched the poor bastard who's penis had just become completely absorbed, enter another phase of the transformation.... A clear and obvious cleft appeared in the flattened mound between his/her legs... Obviously a vulva slit was beginning to form... Whilst the slit lengthened the released girl reached orgasm and began hysterically bucking her hips whilst almost violently feeling her coming vulva and sobbing about the swallowing sensation of her 'girls mouth' and the emptyness and invasiveness of her cunt. Her panties were moving again - differently this time - sucking into her slit and moving over her vagina whilst she just watched in horror.

Agent yasharov was getting worried. Hiding in between two chambers he pressed himself towards the back to escape notice and in doing so hsi ear pressed against one of the chambers. Inside he heard the person screaming in a girls voice "God no!!! Im growing a vagina!!! Noooo!!! Not a cunt... Please god no!!!! Vagina!!! Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!". Agent Yasharov heard another hiss and heard another chamber open - the occupier stumbled from the chamber and began an almost identical screaming, pleading and masturbating routine. Several minutes later another chamber opened and another poor new girl emerged to experience her first breast control.

It was ten more minutes of this kind of hell when the chamber that Agent Yasharov was hiding behind began to open. As the cover swung open it knocked him and in an adrenaline induced slow motion he fell forward to land in front of the chamber. Whilst the most recently released girl did not notice, the others did and their reaction was bizarre.

"I know they have turned you into girls!" Agent Yasharov said

Two of the girls, who had finished masturbating, began to cry and said "Yes!! Its so fucking horrible!!! Help us!!! Plea... plea... aaahhhh!!!" and they grabbed their breasts suddenly as if trying to tear them from their bodies. Their faces took on shocked, disbelieving looks and they moved forward to Agent Yasharov. Standing just a few feet from him, one of the girls took her hands off her breasts, thrust them in his face and whimpered as a spray of clear liquid shot from their nipples to hit Agent Yasharov. "My body!!! I cant control it!!! I think its these breasts!!! God no!!! Im a girl robot!!!" she wailed

Agent Yasharov said "What!!! I feel... Strange.... No!!!! I..." and with that he dropped to the floor, very much alive yet unable to move. He hit his head on the floor and also passed into unconciousness. In a way that saved him watching a newly changed vulvoid girl endure the ultimate sexual violation of panty rape and birth. When he woke up he was inside a chamber, nude and from the squeezing sensation between his legs he just knew he had on a pair of the filthy vulvoid panties! He began to scream and desperately fight the restraints that held him. It was useless.

 

It was five minutes before the panties first injective pulsation. Several more minutes before the panties beating rythm was established in which they drove fluids into his body. He was hysterical yet unable to do anything other than feel his body begin to change. First the nipples, then the breasts. He felt his penis shrink, his balls shrink, his hips widen. He endured the horror of the wiring up of his new breast brains into his nervous system. He felt his cock become fully absorbed and felt every millimetre of his labia lips forming and parting. He wished himself to wake up, that it was a dream - yet he knew it was not when his vagina began to bore inside his body from behind the hated girls mouth between his legs. Agent Yasharov became a girl.

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It was minutes of mental and physical torture after he felt the final changes take place between his legs that the beating of the panties slowed and stopped. He was now a girl! - no longer a he but now a she! Breathless and shaking with shock there was a hissing sound as the front of the chamber slid up and the restraints let go. She stepped from the chamber and immediately glanced between her legs to see a perfectly female mound hugged by tight bikini style panties. Ripe, firm breasts thrust from her chest. She screamed in a girls voice and grabbed between her legs, her hand sensing for the first time the rounded flatness of a vulva. It was shocking to be able to cup her whole genitals in a cupped palm! She squeezed the organ in disbelief and felt her palm grind into her clitoras where her penis used to be. It was an unbelievable sensation, but far worse was the sensation of the lips being parted by her frantically roaming fingers. She now knew what cunt lips felt like - and it was a sensation she hated. Her frantic hand pushed down the front of the panties (whose cilla like elastic edges had released their tight grip on her skin) and she felt her slit directly. It was moist and horrifically female. Her trembling fingers forced a passage into the slit and pushed down the length of the slit from its beginning, pushing past her pathetically engorged clitoras and moving back about 2 inches intill they were at the entrance to that most girlish of organs - her vagina. She was sobbing and emitting piteous wails as she felt her vulva, then she screamed again as she pushed her disbelieving fingers into her vagina passage - first one then two fingers burried themselves inside this hole. She shuddered at the thought that she had a girls hole where she had testicals just an hour ago. Glancing around she noticed for the first time the other recently transformed girls. Many were still frantically masturbating - many were simply sitting in shock, a few were still staring at and feeling their girlish body parts with looks of horror on their faces.

She could feel her fingers inside her, feel her hand pushing her vulva lips apart. She started to pull her fingers out when she felt an electric sensation in her breasts and saw her nippled become errect. The electric sensation became more pronounced and then she felt something that made her blood run cold. Her hand began to move my itself, like her body was being controlled by someone else. Her hand began to rub her cunt in the same way that the other girls had began to masturbate. Now she understood why the girls all seemed to do the same thing after being released from the tank - but connecting the obvious dots, she dropped her saddened and horrified eyes to her breasts, realizing that these fucking hideous mounds on her chest were not just breasts, but they had intelligence! There was another brain in her body now, in the guise of these perfectly ripe breasts, and it was now controlling her and forcing her to experience her new sexuality in a most graphic and inescapable way. She could not even cry as her body control made her spread her legs further and rub her slit, enter her vagina and palm her clitoral area (where her penis used to be) with increasing frenzy. She felt her vulva and vagina begin to get wet, her clitoras throbbed and she began to wildly buck her hips as she was forced to the point of climax. The sensation of her highly aroused vulva was alien and so flat and invasive, her breasts were throbbing now in time with her clitoras when she felt the beginning of an orgasm. The orgasm built up and then came tumbling in on her, she felt her vagina spasming with an swallowing sensation that started near ver vagina entrance and moved inside her body. Her vagina lips tingled and her clitoras sent waves of female pleasure through her emasculated crotch. It was a magnificently powerful orgasm, yet she hated it utterly for the wrongness of this sensation in her (formerly) male body. She also felt her first female ejaculation - a flood of juices spewed from her vagina and into her panties. She knew what was going to come next - the 'gusset' of the panties was touching the hand she still had thrust down the front of her living panties, it began to move. She felt another powerful electric sensation in her breasts and her hand jerked up and out of her panties while the gusset writhed and wriggled above her vulva. She could feel the foul living fabric brushing and cupping her labia and wriggling into her slit. She began to cry again in frustration, yet was forced to sit upon one of the benches, spread her legs and powerlessly observe while this bizarre and hated living underpants gorged itself upon her orgasmic jiuces. To say she felt violated was an amazing understatement. This day she had been raped by her own forming vagina, she had been demasculated, she had her chest defiled by intelligent breasts and she had become host to a most foul form of parasite - a pair of vulvoid panties. Her life would never be the same again - and she did not even know the whole truth about her forthcoming existence as a vulvoid girl...

There were 14 chambers in the room, and when Agent Yasharov entered there were 14 boys and men transforming within them into girls. All 14 were now girls, as was she, and they all appeared to be lying or sitting around in combinations of shock and disbelief. Everyone was whimpering and frequently calling out for help. There were a few conversations, and those generally covered exchanging graphic descriptions of how their new genitals felt and how their breast-brains had stolen their bodies. Many still touched and stared at their new female genitals and breasts. Under any normal circumstances Agent Yasharov would have been enraptured to be in such close and intimate presence to such obviously lovely girls bodies - but the fact that he was now a girl, sensing the very organs he used to covet between his (now her) own legs, made the experience anything but pleasure. In fact it was hell.

There was a lound thump as a door opened and in walked more girls and women. At the head of the line was a youngish girl who cleared her throat as she introduced herself as Lisa - formerly Stefan, the head vulvoid. Behind her were about 8 others, including some older women who had the haunted faces of the tortured.

"Let me apologize to you for your circumstance, I too was a male only 3 months ago and I have undergone the sexchange you have all endured. I would like to tell you it gets better - but that would be a lie. I would like to tell you that your girlhood is reversable, that a doctor could inject you with some serum and return you to your boys or mans body. That cant be done - your girl's body is now your new home..." Lisa spoke, pausing for the inevitable gasps and horrified protests from the new girls

"Silence!" she barked. "Today you have not just changed sex, you have changed species in a way.... Your bodies may be female, yet they are more... Your breasts are intelligent, they can control you, you can work with them or fight them - you cant win if you fight them. Having been a host for 3 months I can tell you that you will slowly merge your thinking with your breast brains - you will develop such envy for anyone male that you will want them to share your fate - your girlhood!" and she grabbed her panty covered cunt as she said this.

The recently transformed girls were all transfixed and many hyperventialting as they listened, partly out of fear, some forced by their breasts (as evidenced by their engorged nipples).

"The panties you wear are life forms developed by Genetech. You are now their host and they will use your body for three things... shelter, food and reproduction. You will hate your panties as I hate mine, yet they are now part of you in a way. You will be forced to masturbate regularly to feed them... Your vagina, vulva and womb will be used to produce other vulvoid panties... Yes they will sometimes rape you... yes you will give birth... all against your will. Yet your hatred of all men and boys - especially these ones..." Lisa said, swinging her gaze and pointing towards the older women in her group. "Will see you join me in wanting them all to become like us... Vulvoid girls! The females I pointed out earlier were the very scientists and doctors who developed the vulvoid program... I have extended their experiment to their own bodies... They now must endure what they made me endure. We have gone from being the subjects to being the masters." Lisa continued.

"The former general here...." Lisa said pointing to an attractive yet highly distressed lithe female who appeared to be in her late thirties "was most co-operative before we changed him... he arranged for you military prisoners to be brought here, so that we could start building our covert Vulvoid army... We now number 30... We will form groups and disperse into the community, changing as many boys into vulvoid girls as we can, building our strength. Growing our numbers and sharing our fate with the world of men and boys! A vulvoid girl is like a startrek borg - you have been asimilated! Yet you are also like a stargate gu'auld - your parasitic controlling intelligence is in your breasts. We will take over this world!"

... to be continued

  

  

  

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