From Studious to Slutty (Closed)

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He sat in the waiting room until he was informed that the doctor was ready to see him. He had been coming here for almost 2 months, but still he didn't see any improvement in his love life. Not that he wasn't confident, or attractive. He was rich, handsome, and CEO of a large pharmaceutical company. He had to be confident. No, what kept him single was what he wanted from a woman.

While other men wanted a woman to be their equal, attractive and fun to spend time with, he wanted something else. Oh he still wanted someone attractive and fun to spend time with, but hardly an equal. And what he found attractive wasn't exactly what other men would be looking for. He wanted a woman with huge tits, who dressed to show them off, with tight tops with plunging necklines showing more cleavage than they hid. He wanted a woman who spent her time split between fucking, thinking about being fucked, and trying to make herself more fuckable. He wanted a woman who was vain and vapid, not caring much for anything outside of her own pleasure, and pleasing her man.

He was broken from his reverie as the receptionist, he could never remember her name, told him the doctor would see him now. Chris Canaan stood from the chair and walked through the open door into the inner office, closing it behind him.
 
Bailee Allen

She sat in her large, dark red leather chair with her legs crossed. In her hands she held a pen and her ealier note historys' for Mr. Canaan. He had been her client for nearly 2 years now, but he was different then most of her other clients. For one, he wasn't here to talk about some kind of deep metal problem he's since he was a child, or he could hear people talking to him. He was just here to talk about his love life. Another thing is, he still hadn't shown any improvement. Even when he went on a date and came back the next day, he still didn't seem happy about it.

And she was done with it. She needed to see if he would always be like this, or if he found the right girl, he would finally be happy. On top of all that, she needed his help. She had idea. Not the best one in the world, but she tried of not getting any progress from him.

When the door to her office opened up and Chris walked in, she gave him a kind smile. "Good afternoon Chris." She rose from the seat and motioned for him to take his normal seat on the coach. When he sat down, she began to talk. "Look, Chris we're not going to go over our normal session today, instead l want to talk about your dream girl with you." As she talked, she flipped through her papers until she got to the one that had his dream girl on it.

"What if l told you, l could get you your dream girl?"
 
He sat down when she invited him to do so, looking into her eyes as she told him they weren't going to have a normal session. He looked at her with a confused look on his face when she told him she could get his dream girl. "What? What do you mean?"

He thought for a moment what it would be like to have the girl of his dreams. He imagined coming hom and heading out to the pool to find her laying out in the sun, her nearly naked body glistening with moisture, either from a workout or a swim, her huge tits rising and falling with each breath she took. Maybe a couple piercings, or tattoo's... and the look of pure lust on her face when she saw him.

"I don't understand, I though we were trying to get me passed this obsession?"
 
"We were, but Chris it's been two years. Obviously this, as you call it obsession, isn't going to go away because l say so. You want to find that girl and you wont be happy until you do." She explained to him as she paced in front of him, her heels making a low thump everytime they hit the carpeted floor. "That's one of the reasons l'm going to help you find her. Well... that not really the right way to put it. You see l've already found her."

Bailee went over to her desk and grabbed the picture frame that sat upon it before walking back to him and handing it to him. "You see that girl on the right," She said as she pointed to the young ladie in the a dark green prom dress. The picture was a a tad bit old, being it was taken when she was 17."That's my daughter and that is who's going to be your dream girl."

"I know. l know. She's not how you described your dream girl, but don't worry. l can make her into her. It'll take me sometime, but l know l can." She stopped talking and walked back to her chair and sat down, "But, l need something from you before l do any of this."
 
He was stunned. He was frankly speechless that he heard what she had just said. She was offering to turn a young woman into his dream girl? And her own Daughter at that? He had to have heard wrong, but still, he was holding a picture of her daughter on her prom night. There was no faking that resemblance between the girl int he picture and the woman infront of him now. Clearly they were mother and daughter.

"What could I possibly do for you that would be enough to pay for what you're proposing? What you're proposing to do to your own daughter?"
 
She sighed as she brushed a stray dark brown curl out of her face. "Look, l love my daughter. She amazing, but this job is to big! I've wanted this job since l was a teenager. It's want l've always wanted. l can't lose it!" She explained to him.

"I've... done something l'm not proud of. Things that, if word leaked out about what l've done l would lose my clients like this," Bailee snapped her fingers. "There are only a few people that know and they've threatened, if l don't give then a certain about of money, to go tell the press. This isn't that big of a place Chris, l'm ruined if they tell."

She stopped and took a deep breath to calm herself. "That's were ypu come in. If you give me the money l need, l'll turn my daughter into the girl of your dreams. Someone that in your eyes, is perfect."
 
He could only wonder what it was that she was afraid of getting out that selling her daughter as a Bimbo trophy wife sounded like a resonable alternative. He could tell that this was something she wouldn't be doing if she had any other choice, and that made things difficult for him.

"What's to stop you from going back on your promise once I give you the money and you're no longer being threatened?"
 
She stopped, taken back by his question. It didn't really surprise her that he asked it. She just didn't think he would think she would trick someone out of there money like that. Well, l am trading my daughter to save me ass. She thought to herself.

"How about this, you give me half now and the other half when your happy with my daughter?" Bailee offered as she thought. "l'd offer to have you come over to our place every day to check up on us, just in case you want to make sure l don't try anything, but that would probably be a inconvenience to you."

Slowly, she crossed her leg and bit her lip, trying to come up with something else. "If you could think of a better way so you don't think l'm just using you, which l would never ever do, tell me. l'm open to anything to get out of this mess."
 
He thought for a few minutes about her proposal, both for what she was suggesting she do to her daughter, and how he could protect his investment. Finally, he settled on something.

"Here is what I will propose to you. Until I am happy with your daughter, you are going to take a break from your practice, a small Hiatus if you will. While you are off, your entire job will be to mold your daughter into what I desire. Nothing else. When not working on your daughter, you can do as you please. I imagine there will be a great deal of free time. So that I can keep tabs on you and your progress, I will allow you to move into my pool house. If I am happy with your progress and results, I may allow you to live there indefinitely."

He looked her in the eye. "Do you agree to those terms? And if so, how much money do you owe?"
 
"I..." She stopped before she answered, going over what he said. It didn't seem like a bad idea. He would think she was cheating him out of anything, her daughter might get confused of why they were moving into a strangers pool house, but Bailee could always make it sound like they were on a small vacation with a old friend of her's.

And with Chris' help, it would be easier to mold her daughter into the perfect girl. Finally, after a brief moment, she answered, "I agree to the terms. They all seem reasonable for what l'm asking."

When he asked about the money, she sighed. "I need... a third of a million dollars from you." Bailee told him in a soft voice.
 
"Then we have a deal. I will have the money for you when you move in. You have my address on file, so there shouldn't be any trouble there." He stood up and smiled. "I look forward to meeting your daughter. I'm sure it will be the start of something wonderful. Even if she doesn't know that yet."

He shook her hand and left the office. He would need to move some money around, but he was sure he could get it in a few days.
 
She was impressed at how smoothly everything had went. She was sure they would be in here a lot longer, planning things out. It was kind of nice how fast things went. Bailee waved good bye to Chris as he left the room then went over to her desk.

"Susan," She said into her intercom, "I need to take sometime off for a bit. I know it's short notice, but this job is getting to me. Besides, l think me and my daughter need to spend sometime together." She sat down and started to go through her files. "l need you to call all my clients and tell them about my leave. Say l'm sorry and l'll call them when l'm coming back."

It took a moment for Susan to answer, but when she did she said, "l'll get on that right away Ms. Allen. lf anyone start asking to many questions, l'll tell them you had a family emergency."

"That's just fine Susan." She found Chris' file and closed her drawer back up before she stood up and walked to the door, opening it up. "l'll be leaving earlier today as well. So please, when you leave make sure everything is locked up."

Susan looked up with a sweet smile, but confused eyes. "I'll make sure to do that Ms. Have a nice rest and l hope you feel more yourself when you get back."

"Oh, don't worry, l'm sure l will." Bailee said with a soft laugh as she shut the office door the walked out the main door. Before leaving the building, she went took the elevator to the 5th floor. It didn't take more then a minute to get to that floor but once she did, she went to the last door on the right.

The large metallic door had a code pad on the side, so before walking in, she punched in the code, '56389'. The door unlocked with a soft click and she opened the door, revealing a large room which had tons of different kinds of medications.

After closing the door, Bailee walked to the back of the room to the medicine that were marked with a large, red, 'WARNING'. She was quick to look through them, only grabbing the ones she needed before she left the room and headed home.
 
He didn't know if Bailee had planned it that way or not, but the proposal couldn't have come at a better time. Just a few days prior, the winter semester had ended and it was now Summer vacation for the kids in college. he assumed that Bailee's daughter was among them. Of course, if he had his way, which her mother would help him get, she wouldn't care about school at all by the time the summer was over.

As he left, he called up his accountant and set up a meeting for later on that afternoon, and also called his staff at home to tell them that the pool house would be seeing guests shortly so they should start to get it ready over the next couple days.

His appointment with Bailee had been on Wednesday, and by friday everything was ready. He looked forward to what would transpire this summer.
 
When Bailee got home she found her daughter, Christie in the middle of the living room, doing yoga. "Hey you." She said as she put her bag down on the floor and leaned up against the wall. As she stood there, she looked her daughter over. Her long dark brown wavy hair was pulled back in a tight pony tail. Her body covered in nothing put a small pair of black short and a red tank top.

Christie was a girl most call right above average. She had 34B breasts and her body wasn't the curviest thing out there. Her tummy wasn't as tiny as she hoped and her ass wasn't tight as she wished. Hmm, l better get started tonight.

"Hey mom." Christie mumbled, not taking her eyes off the tv. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Bailee walked into the kitchen, holding a small bag in her hand. "Hey, since school is out how do you feel about visiting a old friend with me in a few days? He said we could stay in his pool house so we wouldn't have to get a motel." As she asked this, she grabbed a pitcher of ice tea from the fridge and a tall glass from the cabinet.

She set everything on the counter then took a bottle out of the small dark bag. She opened them up and took 2 from it, which was a drug the would make her body slowly become more curvier. The other body was for later. A injection.

Bailee got a knife and cut the egde of both before dropping the small amount of power into the cup, added the tea then stired it up. "So will you come?"

"Well..." Christie stopped working out and looked back at her mother as she walked in. "I guess l could go, but..."

"Thank you!" She interrupted before she held out the tea. "Here you go honey. l made this for you." Christie smiled and took it, drinking the liquid down.

Over the next few days, Bailee mixed two pills in three different drinks each day and at night when her daughter was asleep she would sneak in and give her a small shot in the arm. Christie was a deep sleeper, so she never woke up.

By friday Christie has changed a tad bit. Her hips got longer, her hair got a bit longer and shinier. Those green eyes of her got brighter and her legs softer.

They arrived at Chris' house around 12 o' clock and Bailee knocked on the door
 
The door opened, and rather than see Chris like Bailee might have been expecting, it was the butler that greeted them. "Ahh, Ms Allen, Welcome. And this must be your daughter. Splendid. Please come in." he opened the door wider and stepped out of the way. "Don't worry about your luggage, I'll see to it they are brought to the Pool house for you. Mr Canaan is currently in the game room, if you'll follow me."

he closed the door behind them and led them through the large foyer into a hallway that had several rooms off of it. The butler brought them to the last and opened the door, motioning for them to enter. Inside, Chris was practicing his billiards game on a pool table dominating a corner of the room. After he made his next shot, he looked up and smiled. "Ahhh, Bailee, so glad you decided to come." He said, playing on the excuse that they were old friends. "And this lovely young woman must be your daughter." he walked over to them, setting his pool cue aside and gave Bailee a hug.
 
Bailee gave Chris a big hug and pulled back after a moment. "Christie, this is my old friend Chris Canaan. Chris, this is my daughter." She said as she motioned to both of them. Christ ie smiled a bit and gave a small nervous wave.

Since she was little, Christie had never been that out going with people, especially men, but that would change soon. "Look, Chris I'm sure you would like to get to know my daughter, but I would like her to unback a bit. Also, I'd like to talk to you a bit and I'm sure she wouldn't want to just sit here and listen to us."

"Oh, okay mom. I'll see you later. Bye Chris." She said as she waved good bye and went to find the bulter they had seen when they walked in.

As soon as her daughter was out of sight, Bailee looked at Chris. "Okay so I've given her a few drugs. One that will make her body a bit curvier after a few days. Sadly, it doesn't really affect her breasts.... So if you have any ideas on that, I'm all ears. The other drug with boost her sex drive. Already, her body should be changing her reactions to the noraml things like kissing and hugging into something that will make her pussy all wet."

She crossed her arms. "After a few more of those drugs, almost everything will turn her on. I just need to make it so she get's really turned on when ever your in the room."
 
He smiled as he was introduced to Christie. "Chris and Christie, no, this won't get confusing at all." He winked at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Christie. I hope you enjoy your stay here. I hope it doesn't cramp your style, or whatever the kids are saying these days."

He waved as she left and turned his attention back to her mother. "Interesting. My hope is that she is finished her transformation, or at least not interested in continuing her education by the time enrollment starts at the end of the summer. So make that your goal. You have 4 months to make your studious daughter not care at all about even opening a book unless it's one wth pictures of fashion, or sex."

"As for her breasts, when she is of the right mindset to want bigger breasts, I will pay for her to have implants. But she will have to bring up the subject first. I will not offer, she will have to ask."

He walked over to a cabinet and picked up a large envelope. "And as per our arrangement, here is half the money you owe. I will pay the remaining amount when I see significant progress with her." He handed Bailee the envelope, bulging with money.
 
She took the envelope from him with a bright smile on her face. "That's fine! I mean, that's more then fine. It's great! Thank you Chris." She opened up her jacket and put the envelope in the inside pocket. "And don't worry, l plan to have her head to stuffed with sex to care about anything else."

"Ummm, there's something else l need to know as well, before l really start to train her." A small blush crossed her cheeks. "How big is your dick? Because l need to word that into it." Bailee informed him as she put her hands behind her back.

"As for her training, l sure you want to know how l'm going to do that, correct?"
 
"That sounds perfect." He grinned at her.

"Well, I could answer your question, but considering you're turning your daughter into a slut that will fulfill my every desire, it almost doesn't make sense to simply describe it, does it." He grinned and unceremoniously unzipped his pants and pulled them down to reveal himself to her. His cock wasn't even half hard and yet it was already quite large.

He let her get a good look at it before he pulled up his pants again.

"Yes, I am quite curious as to your methods. What do you have planned?"
 
"Oh umm, wow!" She said when he pulled down his pants. "Well, you really don't mind showing yourself off do you?" She brushed her hair back and gave a soft nervous laugh. When his pants were pulled back up, her eyes went back to his. "Thick and long, got it."

"Well as a psychiatric my daughter comes to me about different things all the time, trying to get my opinion. It really shouldn't be that hard to trick her into letting me work on her more." Bailee leaned back against a wall and crossed her legs. "l'm working on her, l'll be introducing her to sex. Though, l'll need a bit of your help to do that. Do you have a large room with no window that l can put a tv in?"
 
He laughed at her reaction to him showing her his cock. "Bailee, think about it, I've told you some of my most private desires, and you know how confident and self assured I am... And I figure sooner or later, either with the training or otherwise, you'll probably walk in on me fucking your daughter. So there is no reason to hide myself from you, wouldn't you say?"

He listened to her request and thought it over. "Is it important that a tv is the only thing in it? The media room has no windows, so if that will work, you can certainly use that... even though you are living in my pool house, the main house is open to you as well... If you would like something more spartan, I can arrange for a roomt o be made available to you."

"Any expenses you incur in Christie's training will be reimbursed by me. New wardrobes, supplies, just let me know what you need."
 
"No. Any room with no windows and little other distractions will be great! I just want her attention on the tv more then anything else." She told him with a bright smile on her face.

"The clothes help would be great. l allowed Christie to pick a few outfits, but l picked the rest. Which means most are very revealing outfits and she doesn't really have a lot of those. So, she'll need more clothes soon."

She thought for a moment before saying, "Oh and quick warning. For me to know my training is working l want her to make most of the first moves. l want to make sure she not just following your lead. Though flirting, l want that from both of you. l want a lot of flirting. Complement how she's looking. Even if she's not your dream girl yet, l know your still a man and almost any girl is attractive." She walked up to him. "And don't worry, soon you'll be complementing everything about her!"
 
He nodded his head. "There are probably too many distractions in the media room, then. I'll have another place set up for your needs in a few days. Just give me a list of furniture you require."

"I was planning on letting her make the first moves anyway. I'm curious to see how she takes to your training, and I wouldn't want to influence the results more than necessary. I shouldn't have any problem flirting with her." He winked at Bailee.

"Now, shall we help your daughter settle into her new home?"
 
"l'll make the list up tonight then and have it to you in the morning!" She told him as she uncrossws her arms.

"Yea, we should probably help her. lf she's unpacking right now, then she probably figured out that l took almost all her panties out of her bag." She gave a small shrug before turning and walking out of the door. "Oh hey, about her breast size, how big did you want them anyway? l mean l know you like them big, but do you have a limit?"

"Oh yes and would you like Christie to only get turned on and flirt with you? Or would you be okay with her wanting others? l mean you would remain her favorite. And how do you feel about girl on girl?"
 
As they walked through his home and outto the patio with the pool that separated the main house from the pool house, they continued talking. "My only requirement for her tits is that they be at least a DD. But nothing too huge or obscene... Maybe FF at a maximum. And they are to look fake."

When the topic of Christie having other partners came up he smiled. "No, I don't mind her flirting or fucking others. I want her to see me as her Man, and never want to leave me, but I am perfectly ok with her sleeping around. She should feel no shame for indulging her desires with whomever she wants, man or woman. So long as it's not at the expense of doing something I ask of her."
 
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