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[angie girl]

Waking Up

Owwww, my head hurt! And thought I might puke until I fought it back. What had happened? Did I spill my coffee? Fall? Or what? Hearing a rumbling and suddenly my body thrown up and down. Ufffffffff. Gasping for air. And hands hurt so bad. Oh gawd were they tied behind me?

Angie? I hear a whisper, is that Jess? But she had left me at the coffee house. Angie are you awake? Her voice again.

Realizing my head is resting on her leg and that we are in some kinda hard floor. Moving. A truck or sumpin. What is going on Jess! I gasp.

Angie, I think, I think we have been snatched, abducted! And I don’t know where we’re going! She sobbed softly. Maybe it’s the sexpot snatcher! You know?

My mind thought back to the Tattler’s headlines "Tenth Sexpot Adbuction Now Proved to be by Aliens!"

 

[Kepic]

Dr Marcus Colt

OOC: RG, I don't think the 'sale' with be on for a while... reread Angie's first post this thread? Certain things need to be done first...

IC:
My cellphone gave off a series of beeps, indictating a call. The tune it played indicated who. I pulled it out of my jacket, flipped it open, and put it to my ear. "Yes?"
"Doctor, we're bringing two more for you down to the usual address..."
"I was only expecting one more in this 'batch', not two..." I replied.
"Your offshore account has already been credited with your usual fee, for the additional work"
"I had not planned any extra time for another opertation... perhaps my usual fee in this instance would not be enough" I said, "but very well, let me see what you've brought me to work with. I'll be there in about an hour".
I cut the call, and pressed the intercom buzzer. "Haley, cancel my appointments for the rest of the week, no, month. I've got some pressing business to attend to".
"Yes, Doctor Shaw" she answered.
I gathered my belongings and headed out, nodding to my secretary on the way. "When you're done here, go on home, Haley. I won't be needing you for the rest of the month. I won't dock your pay".
"Yes, Doctor Shaw... thank you... um, nothing serious I hope?".
"No, Haley. Just something that needs to be done. I'll call you when I get back".

I had grown a wealthy man, with my own plastic surgery. I could work my own hours now, and my reputation for excellent work had brought me some very wealthy clients. A lot of the funds I had gained to start my surgery had come from certain... rather unscrupulous individuals, though. Who paid very, very well for my black-market services, it must be said. I may be appear to be an honest, good-natured man, and indeed in most respects and situations I was, I suppose. But I had a darker side, some might say a sadistic streak, that I enjoyed bringing out once in a while. And those individuals I dealt with knew that I could be just as unscrupulous as them when I had to be.

Soon, I was on my way to inspect the intended 'merchandise', and see what I could do to make it more appealing. Training the slaves would take some time, and, after the operation, or operations, there would be plenty enough of that, until the scaring had faded away enough for them to be presentable. I smiled. Perhaps I would obtain another one for myself this time. My surgical skills not only added to their appeal, but... made them a little easier to train. Along with the breast implants, I added a little something of my own design.

 

[Samuari]

Archiebald McGillicutty

I was sitting in my office, losing another game of tetrus, when the door burst open, and Bubbles da 'More (offce decoration, sidekick cum secutary) burst into the room.

"Ah, Bubbles, I was this close." I said holding my index finger to my thumb.

"Non sence, no one EVER wins that game. Besides, there is another girl missing. That makes six. Are you going to go get this case, or will you let the Snicker Brothers have it?"

 

[angie girl]

ooc: ok now I don wanna be a mother hen bitch, or I'd just write my own story, but Kepic is right (my eyes fog over slightly) it's abduction, breast enhancement, training, freighter, foreign country, culminating in auction. I love the characters, the dectective and everyone. But remem the thread or Angie's panties won't get wet. And nobody wants that to happen right? She's such a shrew when that happens.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Sorry *wince*

 

[angie girl]

Mmmmmmm I love it when men wince. Big wet kiss Roland.

 

[jem]

Pulling up to warehouse i noticed the doctor. he gave my the chills and hots at same time. I nodded went around to trunk, "Hope you brought enough sedative to help calm them down." I was glad he hadn't operated on me. something about girls changed after he was through with them. they were more sex hungry and slightly more docile.... and docile was something I'd never want to be. Then again buyers weren't looking for personailty so what did i care?

(working okay so far angie?)

Opening the trunk up i see them, i cursed myself the space really wasn't made for two, but the second woman was certainly luscious

 

[angie girl]

ooc: great Jem, loving it.

A dim light flooded what I realized was the trunk of a car. Where Jess and me were piled on top of each other. Painfully scrunched together. My hands still pinned behind me.

I started to scream and kick. But all I did was kick Jess in the stomach and get a hard SLAP across my face! Stunned I just stared up and a tall, attractive, but scary woman.

 

[Kepic]

Dr Colt

OOC: Description for the doc - well, he's a dark-haired, deep-brown eyed man, 5'10", lightly tanned skin and handsome of features (a plastic surgeon like you might see in the movies - good looks helps in this business), works out in the gym, not overly, but enough to be physically well-toned.

IC:
"Now, don't bruise the merchandise" I said, smiling, as I stepped up to look down at the two women in the trunk of the car.

"Hmm, 34B and 32B..." I said, giving them a quick appraisal, "and both quite pretty, too".

I stepped back, and held up the syringe, checking it. "Get them out, and I'll put them under..."

Jem nodded, and pulled them out, her gun keeping them meek for the moment. They started to struggle when they saw the syringe, but Jem pressed the barrel into the side of one of them and they both shut up.

"Hold out your right arms, please. Don't worry, it's just something to make you sleep... I assure you, you won't want to be awake..."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*Sitting in my office i poured myself a small glass of Scotch, There were some fairly rich men in the audiance tonight...I had decided to go out and do some bidding of my own....Use a bit of my own money to see if i could jack up what we would get for these new hunnys....Of course, they needed a little bit of Basic Training...Witch i alwase took part in.....And i knew exactly who to call for this crowd as i picked up the phone and dialed a number..*

 

[jem]

OOC auction isn't going to be for a while so cool it

I hauled the raven haired wench away thining perhaps she'd fetch good price fitted out as old fashioned waitress with short indecent skirt and sheer clingy peasant blouse. my mind wandered as doctor hauled the other girl and soon they were strapped onto operating tables.

"who do you want to start with? I'll have one prepped and other ready when you are."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

I know, he's just getting ready *yeesh*

 

[angie girl]

ooc: very interesting; very; and I'm sure it's not really possible (is it?) but what about doing it under a local? pretty scary to have to watch. Gawd Ang, you get weirder by the minute.

 

[Kepic]

Dr M Colt

OOC: I'm not sure myself it would be possible... in real life... but in a story, why not? Though I'm not sure I could write a surgical scene decently... I'll give it a go...

IC:
I leant over the first 'patient'. She had been stripped and put into a surgical gown, pulled open about her breasts.

"Strapped in nice and tight, my dear?" I said, pulling up my face mask, "don't worry, I've done this lots of times. You won't feel any pain... but you will probably faint. First, I'll make an incision along your inframammary fold of your left breast, then insert the implant. Oh, shall I tell you about the implants first?"

She was gagged, and looking scared as hell.

"Of course you want me too. Well, they are silicone implants - they give a more realistic feel afterwards than the other varieties - and underneath each of them, there is a small electrical device. Small, but can deliver a nasty shock... even death... think of them as behaviour modifiers. I designed them myself, actually. I'm quite proud of them. They should help you adjust to your new lot in life, my dear... shall we begin? I'm sure my prattling on is boring you, and you want me to get right down to the operation... very well, then..."

I looked down to her breasts. Marks had been made over her skin to aid in the procedure. I picked up a scapel from the wheeled tray next to her operating table.

"I must complement you on your areola... you have quite delicious looking nipples..."

I touched a gloved finger to her left nipple, rubbing it for a moment, then took the breast in my left hand, pushing it up, and brought the scalpel down to touch her skin. She squirmed ineffectively, the bounds restraining her perfectly. She could not feel the touch of the blade, but she would certainly see the blood.

"Let's begin... making first incision now..."

[Edited by Kepic on 10-27-2000 at 11:30 AM]

 

[angie girl]

On the Table

ooc: Kepic rules. Except actually I think saline and not silicone is more realistic. But then Kepic, you probably have never bought either one. But for these purposes, I picture tits like missiles, not a bit realistic, but what the buyers want. I love the electrode idea. Maybe ultra sensitive nipples?

And please try Kepic? I know I can for sure write this, but don’t wanna be alone.Gawd, have played it in my head alone a thousand times! Laugh.

Wait till I post ok?

 

[jem]

I watch as doctor gently cuts around nipple, in order to recenter it on the fuller breasts she's getting, i hear his words and shiver, even as i'm wearing scrubs and mask placing nipple carefully on metal tray swabbing it in alcohol to keep it moist and make sure it will be more tender after it's reattached. i take other nipple and treat it the same. he makes the slice under her left breast and slides implant in slowly expanding it until she has full large breast. he neatly stitches up the line and move to other one and repeats procedure. he wraps gauze over the cuts and places new skin over where her nipples use to be. then prepping the skin he makes two marks and asks.

"what do you think, too high too low a little to left or right?" as he places the nipple over the area.

i murmur, "perhaps a little higher after all it should be easy to suck." i smile knowing that i'll probably be first to test the sensitivity of her new breasts and help her find a bra she likes.

I look in her eyes seeing them staring down then up seeing her body reflected in overhead mirror making her unable to not watch as we reattached her nipples. i watch as they harden from cool air and grin. She was going to have such trouble getting used to them. she was one who had them sensitive and tender. it would take a lot of training to get them under control and tuggable

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Moving the nipples???? Amazing what you can do nowadays with microsurgery, ain't it?... hope I get 'em back on the right way up...

 

[angie girl]

On the Table 2

On the Table 2

When I woke up again I was in a cool white room. An incredibly bright light above me. I was unable to move even in the slightest. Even my head was held in place, tilted back, looking up at a large mirror on the ceiling. In the mirror I could see my body laid out on a hard metal table that ended just at the tops of my thighs, my legs supported up in stirrups. I was totally naked, had been shaved bare, and was completely helpless. My heart pounded, my breathing was sharp and hoarse. I was terrified at what was happening. Whatever it was. And when I heard voices my heart raced.

A tall man, appearing to be a surgeon, and that tall scary woman from the car. Both in green gowns and masks. He is speaking to me but the blood is pounding so loud in my head I can barely hear. Pain, may feint, lots of blood, knife, are words I catch. Knife? Now he’s holding something up, showing me, what is that? A clear sack of something. Oh my god, I’ve seen those, my girlfriend brought one home right before, before her boob job. To show me what they would put in! My god it can’t be? It was huge, way bigger than hers.

Dun wann tha in me, my words barely formed. Dun wan, lem up. Up.

He seems to be smiling at my futile efforts to protest. Now speaking to the woman? We’ll be making hers quite large, she’ll have the usual back problems and trouble walking gracefully. But we’re going to try something new. I’m going to relocate her nipples and also increase the blood and nerve supply. If we're successful they’ll be incredibly sensitive and responsive. Of course until you finish training her they’ll be tender and sore. She won’t like what you’ll have to do to make them useable.

And if we're not successful? I hear her ask coolly.

Well, then she'll be ruined. It's a risk I'm prepared to take. His eyes cold.

Now he leans over my face. Sorry dear, he soothes, I wish I could say you were going to enjoy this whole process. But then, we’re not doing this for your pleasure are we? We’re going to begin now. Look up in the mirror so you can see me remove your nipples.

Staring. Not feeling anything but watching him do it. A thin silver knife. Pinching my nipple and stretching it up. Then the knife. Slicing it off in one deft motion. Putting my nipple on some tray she held. Her poking at it. At my nipple on her tray.

Now the left one dear, he says from behind the mask.

Dizzy, room spinning. Everything goes black. A nightmarish sleep. Visions of my body stretched up by hooks with spikes being pushed into my body. Till I woke again. Still in the cold room.

His mask off, an attractive but hard face. His gloved hands covered with blood. As he snaps them off he talks to the woman.

It will be a difficult training. I'm counting on you. She could bring a record price if my procesdure is successful. I'm going to rest before the next one. And.....I know you enjoy being alone with them for awhile.

Did he wink at her?

ooc: Major ouchiness! You guys are startin to scare me. Oh well, it is Halloween.

 

[Kepic]

OOC: We're scaring you?

 

[jem]

OOC actually moving nipple is part of breast enhancement otherwise they would be in wrong place, I've done some reading on subject.

I remove my scrubs and take time to shave her cunt while she's out of it. applying lotion to the tender skin, feeling her body barely trembling, i notice she's awake, I rake my long dark red nails over her tummy and smile my dark eyes enjoying the view.

"hello you new name is Debbie, you will live a life a pleasure if you are good, pain if you are bad, and you will serve your owner in any sexual way he desires. Is that understood?" i purr slowly tracing over the taunt skin of your breasts stretched from being overfilled. the nipples hardening already into tight peaks i can see veins and arteries under her skin.

 

[angie girl]

Waking Up to the Scary Woman

I think I was beginning to regain sensation below my neck. Something was going on down there. Between my legs. I thought I had heard that tall woman say, we need to crank these open a little wider, and then could kinda feel the stirrups stretching my legs further apart. And she was doing something. Fiddling around.

Mostly I could only stare at the mirror. I was grotesque. My cute little titties were somehow huge, perfectly shaped and jutting straight up like silos. On my back my breasts were almost flat. Now they stuck out obscenely. My nipples were red and looked sore but I couldn’t feel them. But they had cut them off? Was that a nightmare. Was it possible they put them back on?

But the tits on my chest (just tits, not my tits), so round and fat. Not fat but swollen out in perfect round globes, beyond my chest on the sides, squeezed together on my breastbone, even laying down forming a deep cleavage. Why would someone want to look like this? Why did I look like this?

Then she started talking. And I could feel her fingers scraping along my flat stomach. Her voice coming to me in clips, new name is Debbie, life of pleasure, pain if you are bad, serve your owner. I did not know what to say. Hoping just to wake up from a tequila induced nightmare.

I said do you understand! Slave! She barked at me. Grasping my jam in her strong hand, pinching it so my mouth opened. Understand? Or do we start your training right here?

Yuff, unnserstab, I try to answer. Her eyes so terrifiying. Somehow I thought no amount of tequila could create this nightmare.

ooc: Kepic, you wouldn't be suggesting that "moi" is the demented one? Not the creator of Puppy Girl! couldn't be.

 

[Kepic]

OOC: Did I even mention that thread? No! (I deleted that bit of the text before I posted it, lol)

 

[jem]

i smile as he voice squaks and i run both hands up her tummy cupping the full tight breasts. moving up to the nipples moving to side and taking dab of cool cream and applying to your skin. "this will help make your skin more supple, can you feel this?" leaning over and lightly licking her left turgid nipple slowly

"i think i'm going to enjoy you my pet, by the way your little friend, she's going to be operated on as soon as you agree to behave. If you don't agree then her surgery will be, how shall i say, very painful."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: call me a Sicko but THIS IS GETTIN ME RANDY BABY YEAH!

 

[Samuari]

ooc

ooc: call me a Sicko but THIS IS GETTIN ME RANDY BABY YEAH!

Yep you're sick.