The lady in the red dress
By The Dirty Hamster



"The Dirty Hamster 2010

Disclaimer: Hello, welcome to a short story about things that may or may not
offend you. I'm assuming that by clicking on this page you want to read on but
if you have somehow stumbled upon it like a startled goat let me tell you what
it may contain: Scenes of a sexual nature, body reconstruction, breast
expansion, gender change and an evil villain. All characters in this story are
fictitious; any resemblance to real people is purely coincidence. If any of
these things offend you please don't read past this short paragraph. However
if they do not then you are the target audience here and may continue reading.
Thank you.

The lady in the red dress

James worked as a salesperson for a big time lingerie company called Craig
Foreman. He had been working there for almost 10 years now. It was not a
particularly interesting job; if he were honest, he would say that the only
reason that he applied for the job was because it had the word lingerie in the
name. He was a single, middle-aged man whose only real achievement in his life
was gaining 5 grade c GCSE's. He rented a small apartment near waterloo. It
was a shabby place; the walls were rotting and it got very damp when it
rained, but that's all he could really afford this close to his work.

He wasn't a particularly well-liked character either, in his workplace; his
colleague's would ignore him. And his only real friend had moved to Australia
two years earlier. He was just a lonely soul swimming in a sea of people. He
couldn't see a way out, if he left his job and moved he thought that he would
find it difficult to find another. His family sees him as a nobody after he
forgot to come to his brothers wedding. Then when they came to find him, he
was drunk, lying on his stained sofa. They practically disowned him; at least
he thought they had.

He stood there staring at himself in the mirror of the office bathroom looking
deep into his own eyes, seeing nothing but loneliness in them. Then Paul, from
the accountant's team, walked through the door. James fumbled around at the
tap rapidly to make it seem like he was washing his hands. Paul entered one of
the cubicles giving James a strange glance before shutting the door. James
dried his hands and left for his desk. He hadn't had many calls today, it
seemed quite quiet, which meant he had nothing to do after he had finished
chasing his leads. So he just sat there staring blankly at the empty word
document on his computer screen.

During the two hours left of his working day James had typed a short sentence
which stated "WHY AM I HERE!" after which he picked up jacket from the back of
his chair and headed towards the exit.

James didn't own a car, and even if he had, he didn't have a driving license.
So he walked home every day. He stood at the entrance of the run down three
story building which was the Craig Foreman building, before he set off on his
way. As he crossed the road, something caught his eye in a small Victorian
style shop. A small gleam of light seemed to point directly at him. He decided
to investigate this shop and see what it was.

Upon entering the shop a little bell-tinkled overhead, James took a short
glance around the small room to find out that it was a bits and bobs shop. He
closed the door and stepped in. He searched the room to find what had been
gleaming through the window, but could find nothing that would give off such a
shine. He turned to leave, but before he could reach the door handle a voice
called out.

"Wait!"

James turned to find an old woman standing behind the desk.

"I think I know what you're looking for. Wait here..." the old woman took off,
and James heard movement from the storeroom.

"Here we are."

The old woman presented a small vile to James. James stepped up to the counter
and took the vile from the old woman cautiously. He turned it round in his
hand, the label read "Tapex".

"What is it?" asked James

"This is what you are looking for." Replied the old woman.

"What does it do?" James asked, slightly annoyed that the old woman would not
answer him directly.

"It solves all your problems." The woman said "I know you are not enjoying
life at the moment, but this will make it all better."

James looked at the vile for a while longer before asking, "How do you know
how I feel?"

"Why your sullen face tells a sad tale my dear, I get people just like you
through that door all the time."

James then surprised himself by asking how much the vile cost. And was
pleasantly surprised to find that it was only £4.99.

James then left the shop and returned to his daily route home. The old woman
watched as he left and once he was gone, produced an evil smile that could
frighten even the bravest of men.

-----=~*~=-----

Once James had reached his flat and got changed, he returned to the living
room where he had placed the vile on the coffee table in front of him. He
looked at it for a while, searching for some sort of ingredient list or
product description. But found none. He set it back on the table and picked up
the remote. He watched TV for about an hour, flicking through channels,
lingering on some which he found slightly interesting, then back to channel
hopping.

He turned the TV off and picked up the vile again. His head was rushing with
ideas of what this potion could do. Could it make him super confident, or
super sexy or super intelligent. He also thought that it could just as well be
poisonous or dangerous in some way. But he felt he could trust the old woman.
Besides she said she gets loads of customers.

James then slowly pulled the cork out of the top, paused for a while before
gulping the whole thing down in one.

He didn't feel any different; he stretched his limbs about to see if there was
any change. But he seemed exactly the same.

"Well that was a waste of five quid" James complained.

He got up to head for bed. When he felt dizzy all of a sudden.

"Woah" He said

And with that he collapsed on the floor.

-----=~*~=-----

James woke to a blinding light pointing at his face. He looked around; he was
inside a tall white chamber. He tried to move his legs and arms, but couldn't.
They were strapped to the stainless steel table he now found himself lying
stark naked on a stainless steel table. He could see that on the first floor
there were observation windows looking down at him. He could not locate a door
in the pure white concrete walls. He expected to be cold but found even being
naked that the temperature was quite pleasant.

He struggled at his straps for a short while before giving up and waiting for
what would happen to him. It wasn't long before a crack appeared in the wall
facing his feet. It widened to reveal a door, then a person.

It was the old woman that he had bought the vile off of. He tried to scream
out but couldn't thanks to a sponge gag strapped around his head. The woman
reached behind her back and James head the sound of a zip being undone. Before
long a beautiful brunette in a tight red dress was stepping out of the old
woman costume. She walked over to James's side, her high heels clicked loudly
on the hard floor as she did so.

Without saying a word she reached out her dainty hand and clasped James's semi
erect penis. She began stroking gently, and then it got a bit more vigorous.
Just as she was bringing him up to his climax she pulled away and slid a ring
right to the base of his penis. She tightened it until it squeezed it quite
tightly. Then she moved over to where some of the apparatus stood. She came
back with a drip stand, which had a huge funnel on top. She took the tube and
attached it to James's sponge gag.

She then went back to get a bag of some sort, he saw that it read
"unsaturated, enema animal fat", what was she doing with that. She poured it
into the funnel followed by a measured amount of liquid. James couldn't tell
what this was as it was contained in a glass beaker.

James saw the brown liquid travel out from the funnel through the clear
plastic tubing into his sponge gag. With every breath he inhaled more of the
strange substance. The woman smiled then left the room shutting the door
behind her.

James continued wriggling trying to free himself, but he was stuck in his
binds. He eventually wore himself out and drifted into a deep sleep.

When he woke up he felt some extra weight on top of him. He opened his eyes
and looked down to find that two fleshy orbs attached to his chest obstructed
his view. He sat up after realizing his binds were gone and started fondling
his new breasts. They looked to be the size of softballs; they felt soft and
warm to touch. But what surprised James the most was that he could feel his
fingers touching his breasts, they really were part of him. He then looked
beyond his breasts to see his penis. It was still erect but somehow the ring
at the base was not as tight. It looked like his penis had shrunk to fit in
the ring. He spun around and placed his feet on the ground. It was as he did
this, he noticed another change.

His ass was much bigger and softer; it looked more like a woman's rear than
his own. What was going on? Not only his ass but also his hips seemed a little
wider as well. He got up and started walking around. It took a while for him
to get used to the new weight, but he learned to adjust. The only other object
in the room now was a steel wardrobe.

James approached it with caution, and proceeded to prize open the large doors.
Inside was a single outfit, which looked skimpy at best.

He pulled a black silk thong up his legs. His erect penis stuck out of the
top, but the rest of it fit fine. He then pulled out a black, waterfall
babydoll, with pink silk hems. It seemed to accentuate his new curves. He
wandered around the room for a while, looking for some way out, but the was no
trace of an opening anywhere. He headed over to where the door had appeared
before but could find no evidence of it existing. He suddenly felt extremely
tired, and had to lay down. He climbed back onto the steel table and fell
asleep straight away.

-----=~*~=-----

He awoke to find his sponge gag had been reattached and the drip stand was
standing next to him. He quickly reached round to the back of his head and
undid the leather straps, releasing the gag's firm grasp. He then sat up and
looked down, to see what damage had been done this time. His baby doll was
overflowing with his huge new assets. They looked like two pink cushions
squeezed into a tiny dress. He swung his legs around so they dangled off the
side of the table. He hopped off the table, his breast jiggled and bounced
wildly. He twisted so that he could see his ass. It had plumped up in a
similar fashion to his breasts. They looked smooth and round, he would even
have gone as far as saying damn sexy. He then turned his attention to his
penis. He could no longer see it thanks to the soft pink footballs obstructing
his view. He reached his hand down and lowered the thong, which seemed
incredibly tight around his new rear. He held his still erect penis, it was
much smaller, and he assumed that the ring at the base must have been
tightened again.

He stood feeling himself for about ten minutes before looking around the room.
He noticed the wardrobe was still there and this time there was a steel-framed
full height mirror standing next to it. He walked up to it, swaying from side
to side to try and counter balance the newfound weight as it shifted with
every step.

The mirror showed an extremely well endowed young lady. Even his face had
somehow become more feminine. It was still him, but it was a female version.
The only thing that would distinguish him as a male, was the ever-shrinking
male organ protruding just above his silk thong.

He stood mouth agape in front of the mirror for a least half an hour. He then
turned his attention to the stainless steel wardrobe. He dreaded to think what
would be inside. But he told himself that anything is better than nothing, and
opened the door.

Inside were a corset and some lace briefs. James decided to take off the tight
thong first and swap it for the larger white lace briefs. They felt wonderful
on his almost hairless legs. And although his penis could still be seen
through the briefs it no longer stuck out of the top. He then struggled to
pull the babydoll off. It was difficult because he had grown to such a large
size. Eventually it came off, leaving his bear breasts bouncing and jiggling.
He then went about the business of trying to put the corset on. He had had no
experience previously as to how to put a corset on. He unbuttoned the front of
the white satin corset and loosened the laces at the back. He wrapped it
around himself and re-buttoned it at the front. He then pulled the spandex cup
up to hold his quivering bosom; he then did the same with the other one. The
cups fitted perfectly shaping the breasts in to what looked two perfect
spheres. The white spandex stretched up to hold them just above the nipples.
He then focused his attention on fastening the laces on his back. He pulled
them in order so that the waist was nice and tight. Then with difficulty tied
a knot with the two long laces that had been created from pulling them all
tight. It took him a while but in the end he ended up with a neat small knot
in the centre of his back.

He went to look at himself in the mirror, his breasts jiggling as he walked.
What he saw was a fine looking young woman with breasts the size of two
footballs jutting out and an ass of a slightly smaller proportion. His hips
had also widened, his silhouette would look more like an hourglass then a
person. He posed and felt around with his new body for quite some time. Then
after a while felt tired once again and clambered onto the steel table. In his
mind, as he dozed off, he was half dreading what would come next and half
looking forward to it. Although he hated what this woman was doing to him, he
couldn't help being turned on.

-----=~*~=-----

When James woke up he was unsurprised to see the drip stand was towering over
him, attached to the sponge gag in his mouth. He undid the gag and went over
to the mirror to see what had happened. What he saw almost made him orgasm on
the spot. His hair had grown half way down his back, in silky golden locks.
His face was now fully feminine and delicate. Even his arms and legs where
more athletic and hairless. His breasts had been pumped up to the size of
basketballs, filling out the spandex cups to maximum capacity. His hips looked
like they had widened to a cartoonish proportion. His ass had filled out to
look like two soft balloons attached to his rear. He then looked at where his
penis should have been. But didn't see any bulge in his briefs. He quickly
pulled them down to reveal that there was nothing there except smooth skin. It
was like someone had erased it with a rubber. He was neither man nor woman.

He stood staring at his new body for hours before turning to the cupboard to
see what had been arranged for him this time. Inside he found a white garter
belt and matching stockings. He pulled the stockings up first, and then
clipped the garter on at the back. He put the straps underneath the briefs and
attached them to the stockings. He returned to the mirror and looked at
himself. There was no trace of the man that had stood there not long ago.
Which brought the thought of time into James's head. How long had he been
trapped in here? Were they missing him at work? He presumed not. Then he felt
suddenly tired once more and just about managed to climb onto the table before
falling into a deep sleep.

-----=~*~=-----

James came to, and realized he was once again strapped to the table. Except it
wasn't a table anymore, it was a pink fluffy bed. There was no sponge gag in
his mouth this time, that meant his breasts and ass had not grown any more. He
felt a strange draft between his legs at his crotch. He looked up at the
observation windows and saw the lady in the red dress standing there with a
clipboard, smiling down on him.

The crack in the wall appeared again and through it came a well-built man
wearing nothing but a white t-shirt. He walked up to James and climbed onto
the bed. Without saying a word he slipped his seven-inch penis into James's
new opening. James then realized he was fully female; he had somehow acquired
a fully functional vagina. The man worked furiously, pumping James with his
huge weapon.

James tried to resist at first, using his new muscles to retract and not let
the intruder in. But his will was soon destroyed by the pleasure he found when
the man went fully into him. And he relaxed his muscles, and his new opening
seemed to adjust to the man's size. He continued to pump James but he couldn't
hold on for long. Especially when James started to pulsate in time with the
man's strokes.

The man came, and then some. Once he was fully spent, he retracted and left
the room. James meanwhile wanted more, he wanted to feel that good again. And
as if by magic in came another man dressed in a white shirt just like the
last. James couldn't see his bottom half as his breasts obstructed his view.
He could see that this man was very strong and handsome.

When he climbed up onto the bed, James pouted waiting eagerly for him to
enter. James caught a glimpse of the man's penis above his breasts just before
he shoved it in. It must have been at least 8 inches.

James felt so good as his slit grew to accommodate the man. James was reaching
his climax; it felt so good, much better than anything he had ever felt as a
man. Then the man slowed his pace and reached forward pulling the spandex cups
off of his breasts. James almost heard the man gasp when the two orbs spilled
out onto James's chest. The man then started fondling James's nipples. This
got James really exited and he started thrusting his pelvis onto the man's
giant prick. The man followed suit and picked up the pace again, whilst still
kneading James's huge basketball size breasts. The man didn't last long after
that, and ejaculated a massive amount of semen inside of James.

The man slowly pulled out and walked out the door. James lay there panting and
out of breath. But he still wanted more. It was as if his sexual desire was
insatiable.

A moment passed and James could feel the cum dripping from his hole. But all
he could think about was how good it felt to have a man between his legs. He
knew he should feel disgusted with himself for thinking such thoughts, but he
couldn't help but want more.

Another figure appeared in the doorway. Another man, only he seemed much
larger then the other two. James presumed that meant his downstairs was
proportionate. He wasn't wearing anything, and James liked that for some
reason. He slowly stepped up onto the bed and stood up, standing over James
like a giant. His huge dick stuck out what looked like twelve inches from his
groin. James gasped. The man pulled out a pot of some sort, dipped his hand in
then reached out and started massaging James's huge knockers. It was a
lubricant, which he then rubbed on his own machine. He then knelt down over
James chest and slid his cock in-between James's shiny soft balloons. Then he
started to rock backwards and forwards. Every time he pushed forwards the head
of his prick went straight into James's waiting mouth. They carried on like
this for a while until the man had reached his full potential.

He pulled out and headed for James's slit. James was completely aroused and
ready for him to enter. He placed just his head in first gently easing his
massive size into James. With every stroke he delved deeper into James,
harder, faster, stronger. James climaxed several times before passing out.

-----=~*~=-----

When he came too, James saw the woman in the red dress, standing next to him
smiling that evil smile of hers. James spoke.

"What have you done to me?"

"I have made you truly happy just as I said I would" replied the woman.
"There's only one thing left to change my dear..."

"What's that?" asked James slightly trembling.

"Your name of course" the woman said "You can't be called James any more, no,
no that would never do."

"Change me back!" demanded James.

"You shall be called, Jamie. Yes, that's a good name for you." There was a
slight pause before the woman said, "I suppose I should tell you exactly what
happened. When you drank that vile you bought off me, you were simply knocked
unconscious, it wasn't a magic potion or anything. Then once you were out cold
I went in and with the help of a few strapping young lads carried you back
here. I promised them something in return... Anyway once you were here I
administered a secret drug that's still in testing "officially". What it does
is redistribute your body fat. It tells the cells to move to one of two
specific areas. As I am sure you will have guessed by now it puts it all on
your chest and rear. After administering that drug I then injected you with a
little project I have been working on called Fem-x. It attacks the male
hormone system and replaces them with female ones. Hence you're craving for
cock. After that I injected your penis with a reduction drug, which makes it
all but useless. As you saw every day, there was a drip stand next to you.
This filled you with the fat, which went straight to where I wanted it too.
When your penis was small enough and the fem-ex had completely wiped out your
male hormones, my doctors and I did a little rearranging downstairs. We
successfully grew a new working vagina; ovaries and uterus from your DNA, then
reconstructed your groin placing your new womanhood right where it should be.
The rest you know."

Jamie lay there replaying all of this in her head, then came to the
conclusion. "I NEED MORE COCK!"

"That's my girl," The woman said. She undid Jamie's bonds and took her out of
the room into a much larger room, which was full of men. The walls were padded
and wrapped in pink silk. Jamie was still in her corset and stockings. The men
suddenly all looked up, and in unison headed towards Jamie. They led her to a
fluffy pink frame in the centre of the room, where she was tied up with her
arms and legs pointing to the four different corners.

One man mounted her womanhood, another took her face and a third worked on her
breasts. They all fucked her until they came, then another man would step up
and take over.

All the while Jamie was unaware of her surroundings nor how she got here only
that she had never been happier, and somehow a lady in a tight red dress was
responsible. But she didn't care she just wanted cock, and that's exactly what
she got.

The woman in the red dress looked at this scene whilst standing in the
doorway, she smiled then closed the door and zipped up her costume just before
another customer arrived in the shop.

The end

"The Dirty Hamster 2010