Being a therapist is the biggest scam ever, it has to be.
People go to them and unload their problems while they just sit there listening, with the occasional throwout of random advice that can apply to anyone. Not to mention the exorbitant amount of money they charge too.
Recently I've been down on my luck a bit, I'll be honest. I lost my girlfriend, my job, my best friend, and it feels like just about everything else. My parents convinced me to see a therapist, and I hate to say it, but I got exactly what I expected out of it.
I gave an hour of my time, almost $100, a 45 minute drive, and some of my pride just for Dr. Mahoney ("Alexa" as she told me to call her) to dish out the same crappy advice i'm sure everyone else she sees gets. "You need to become the person that everyone else wants to be around. People won't be around you if you don't contribute to their life. Make sure you can be someone they want"
Still steaming when I got home to my crappy studio apartment, I looked at the clock, saw 7:17pm, threw myself onto the bed, and went to sleep.
I woke up, blinking the fog away from my eyes. I pushed myself up onto one of my elbows, only to feel a sensation I wasn't quite used to - I felt a weight from my collarbone shift downwards, coming to a rest just above my ribcage. I looked downwards to see a strand of beige traveling down my caramel colored chest slip off the side of my shoulder.(What?!) I looked even further to see a larger piece of see-through fabric cradeling my... boobs?
What the fuck?!? I thought
I bolted upwards, my mind absolutely racing right now. I didn't recognize this room, I didn't recognize this bed, and I certainly didn't recognize this massive pair of D-Cup breasts sitting firmly where my pecs used to be.
I tore off the beige top which I had one, only to reveal thick, dark nipples protruding proudly from the thick mounds of flesh I now saw when I looked downwards, a golden necklace falling between my... my cleavage?
I felt sick to my stomach. Something had to be wrong. I put my hands on my stomach, where I felt yet another unfamiliar feeling... The place where I used to feel so much, I now felt an absence of something. I shut my eyes, gulped, and allowed my now delicate hands to snake further down.
Past the delicate panties I now sported, my fear was confirmed - my cock, once an above average size, now replaced with a plump, slightly hairy vagina.
"Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gawd" I said, surprised the feminie, high pitched voice that came out.
"What the fuck... What the fuck happened to me?" I said, reclining back on the silky white bed sheets.
I felt myself shiver as a breath of air brushed my now exposed chest. I grabbed the "shirt" (if you could even call it that) I had on when I woke up, and pulled it on. I shivered again, feeling a new sensation down my spine as the mesh caught on my new erect nipples.
I looked at the other side of the bed, seeing a silk robe (once again, a sorry excuse for one, but still) and pulling it over my new smooth, flat figure. I stood up, looking at myself in the mirror in front of me.
Oh. My. Fucking. GAWD. I thought
I was a woman.
A sexy, thick, caramel colored beauty.
Obviously, I thought to myself, as my hands continued to caress and explore my new gifts, seeing myself in my full splendor.
I took off my clothes once again, determined to almost proce it to myself that what I was seeing was real. I slid the panties down my sleek, long legs, pulled the bra down off of my shoulders, and revealed my perky tits, paired with my tight pussy.
I wandered, almost in a trance back over to the bed and lied down, still exploring my new being.
How could this have happened?!? I thought. What even happened last night? I saw Dr. Mahoney, and then...
That had to be it... I remembered Dr. Mahoney's words once more She told me to be my true self, to be the person I truly am...
She must have done this, right?
But how? My mind chided Magic isn't real, she couldn't have given you surgery, this has to be... has to be... I tried to finish.
"Clothes" I said abruptedly. I can't just be laying here naked, fondling myself all day I thought I need to go find Dr. Mahoney (Alexa)
I scanned the new room, which was MUCH more beautiful than my crappy studio apartment back home, seeing a pair of double doors in the back.
I sauntered over, feeling my tits and ass jiggle with every step This feels kind of good I thought, as I opened the doors.
"Is this really all I have?" I said "I am going to look like such a slut!"
On every shelf, there were sets of lacy lingerie, flowing dresses, skin tight workout clothing, and more. Bra and pantie sets littered the ground.
I grabbed the first thing I saw and shut the doors quickly, breathing heavily. I looked down into my hands, seeing (yet another) mesh outift. Here goes nothing I thought, pulling the lace over my body, moaning slightly as I felt the delicate touch of the fabric coat my sexiest parts.
I stretched the straps over my shoulders, folding my boobs into the little pockets it created, while straightening out the many layers to the black panties that came with. I stood up, latching the stocking to them, and gazed into the mirror to admire myself.
Definitely not I thought But I wouldn't be opposed on my own time...
I went back to the wardrobe, more confident this time. I found a nice pink bra and panty set and posed - I could work with this...
Maybe a little too good I decided, showing my ass in the mirror a little bit
I walked back to the closet when I noticed something shiny on the ground. I bent over, pushing my ass out as I did, and as I looked closer, I realized...
This looks a little like a... "Dildo!" I finished, almost surprised that word ever came out of my mouth.
No - thats not right, I don't even know who I am! Plus, I need to talk to Alexa, I need to know what she did to me!
"It couldn't hurt though..." I reasoned. If this was my situation, I might as well see how it feels...
I felt something at the too of my legs drip. My pussy... I thought, as I let my hand explore between the folds once more, thick liquid coating my pedicured nails. I want this... I thought. I grabbed the dildo and went to my bed once more.
I traced the outside of my wet dripping cunt with the metal shaft uhhhhh, ahhhhh I moaned, teasing myself further. I felt a build up, something rushing to my nether region...
"WAIT" I managed to gasp. I can't do this, not until I know whats going on...
I rushed out of the bed, discarding the pink lingerie in favor of what I wore to bed. I pulled the beige back on, mind racing, as I pulled open the door to my room.
I'll figure this out, I'll figure this out, I'll figure this-
"Hey there stranger!" Someone said.
I stepped through the doorway, and saw the back of someone, also in a set of lingerie.
"Someone looks like they're adapting well!" She said, as she turned around.
It was Dr. Mahoney... Alexa.
"Dr... Alexa... Dr. Mahoney, I- what- what are you doing here? It's me, it's-"
"I know who you are, Julianna" She said
"No, it's not Julianna, it's me, Gra-" I tried to say
"Not anymore angel" Alexa said. "You are so much more than that now"
She started walking over to me, swinging her ass with every step. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was, her short black hair, her bouncing breasts, her thing waist...
She pushed me into another room, one which I assumed to be a living room. She pulled me close and looked into my eyes...
"I see you took my advice" She teased "I think we finally found the real you"
I gasped as she nuzzled her tits closer to mine, the beige and white of our lingerie clashing brilliantly, reminiscent our skin tones coming together.
I grabbed her waist to steady myself, feeling a bit of trembling coming from my legs
"It's okay Jules... I'm going to show you something you'll never forget"
"My name isnt... ahhhh... okay Alexa..." I gasped, unable to form a complete sentence in my current state.
She pulled off my clothing, taking off hers as well, revealing a cute little bush just above her pussy, just like the one I was showing now
I felt weak. Alexa guided me over to the futon in the living room, kissing my neck as I moaned along with her steps.
She thrust me onto it, sitting in front of me, and began violently shoving her tongue down my throat.
She has a tongue piercing I noticed, while we rocked back forth in unison That's like, so fucking hawt
I started to catch myself - what was I doing? I needed to ask her how she did this to me, not fuck her!
I opened my mouth to say something, but as I did, she laid down, pulling my torso towards her, and only then did I know what was coming...
Her tongue mashed itself into my new slippery vagina, tickling my clit as I threw my shoulders back in ecstasy.
"Oh fuck Alexa, oh fuck, mmhmmmm, mmmmm please... You need to tell... tell me.... AHHHHHHHUHHHHHHH" I finished, unable tk get a coherent statement out. "You need to tell me that I'm your sexy little slut" I said
"Oh you are Julianna... You're mine now."
There has to be a way for me to change back though, right? I need to ask her I thought I need to know
"Alexa, can you change me back?" I asked
"You will change back" She said "But if you cum for me, the changes will remain permanent" She added, noticing the slight bit of disappointment on my face.
Relief washed over me. This could be my new life I thought. This is my chance
Something other than relief washed over me this time - my legs shook, my pussy trembled as I threw myself backwards "Alexa im... im gonna... OHHHHHHH" A wave of pure pleasure washed over me, like nothing ive ever felt before
"That seals it Jules" Alexa crooned "My little slut forever"
I fell back onto the sofa, feeling myself leaking all over my hands. I moaned, pushing my fingers inside myself, tensing my legs around them. I pulled my pussy apart, wanting to show Alexa what I had done
"Very good" She said
I got up, pushing her to the futon. "Now its my turn" I said, pulling her legs apart.
I shoved my tongue into her soaking cunt, licking up everything I possibly could.
"Oh yes, oh my little slut, you are SO good at this" Alexa muttered, as I work hard to finish her off.
I'm LOVING this... Every lick, every squeeze of my own tits, even stroke of my pussy feels like a revelation, feels like I finally have a purpose I no longer thought was there.
Alexa moans louder and louder still, grabbing my hair and pulling my braids back. I fight harder, knowing I wont stop until I get my goal...
"Ohmygawd, ohmygawd, im gonna... Gra-"
"My name is Julianna now" I said, cutting her off before she can finish.
She lets out a loud moan as I feel her juices flowing from her wet pussy. I suck as hard as I can, eager to get what I had earned. This is me now I tell myself This is who I am.
I pull back from her, finally satisfied that I had gotten every last drop, her cum dripping from my lips.
Maybe therapists can be useful after all...