Playing at the Hell Fire club

You are learning the truth that real love is about caring for others."
"Up on the doctor's table and get undressed, as the change will very likely ruin your clothing."
 
Julian was terribly self conscious about getting undressed in front of anyone - and especially now in front of the woman of his dreams - because he knew that as men went, he didn't have as much to offer as other men. While he didn't have much experience with looking at other men, his brothers certainly teased him enough growing up about how much "smaller" he was than them, or anyone else for that matter. He was shorter in height, and certainly nowhere near as muscular, but the implication was clear that his main shortcoming was in the sexuality department. He was ashamed at the thought of the Marquessa seeing him in such an unmanly state.

On the other hand, it was all so very confusing because he was about to be transformed into a woman - so what did it matter how "manly" he was? Julian reminded himself that the best course of action was the only course of action - to go ahead and do what he knew he needed to do without thinking. The sooner he was undressed, the sooner whatever was going to happen would happen.

He had a lot of questions, a lot of concerns. Was it painful? What did the solution taste like? How long would he remain a girl? Did the solution simply wear off or did he have to take another solution to change back? Or would he remain a female forever?

As the clothing came off, layer after layer, Julian had more and more trouble looking the Marquessa in the eye - but he would never have difficult looking at her cleavage. His penis, such as it was, had been hard from the moment he first laid eyes on the Marquessa, and showed no signs of wanting to shrink back down to it's usual state any time soon.

Awkwardly, as he removed the last of his garments, he covered himself 'down there' with both hands as he wiggled his way up onto the cold metal table. The change was going to be "messy" she indicated, so it only made sense it would be performed on something which could be easily cleaned.

The young man took in a deep breath ... "I'm ready" he whispered, more nervous than he had ever been in his life.
 
The maids strapped the boy onto a table that allowed him to sit up. Then they cut away all his clothing, leaving him completely nude on the table
"He is not very well endowed, Mistress," one of the maids said.
"We will change that," Marquessa Robyn said, looking the boy over. Then she walked over to the lab bench and brought out a large glass flask of a pink liquid.
This will create Lady Jewel, a fun and erotic new playmate for Mistress Robyn. Big blond hair and big breasts, and a gorgeous figure that will have men and women lusting to play with."
"Of course, Jewel's mind will be more forceful than Julian's, and she loves to have lots of erotic fun. Jewel might even think exactly the opposite of Julian, so he'd better be prepared for that. But she will become still more lovingly addicted to her Mistress."
Mistress Robyn measured out an ounce of the pink liquid into a glass and handed it to a maid for the boy to drink.
"The transformation will have times of pain and times of extreme pleasure. Your body will be transformed, and you will become a hermaphrodite just like your mistress. Your little cock will be enhanced, and you will obtain a full functioning pussy as well"
"Your mind will become more erotic and devious for the people you will know are stupid enough to go against your Mistress. Drink up and let's get Jewel to arrive."
 
Julian searched his mind for meaning and understanding to many of the things the Marquessa was saying to him. He was so excited to be a part of her life, and her plan, and was fully aware his own life up to that point had no meaning or significance to him - not compared to what the future held.

The remark about his penis, however - it brought back some painfully humiliating memories of being teased by his older, bigger brothers. Edward had even called it "God's little mistake" - a reference both to the diminutive size of his penis and of the boy himself. In Julian's mind, however, "God's little mistake" meant something even more - Since God made him so small and insignificant as a man - why didn't God just make him a girl in the first place??? He'd thought about being a girl so often, even though it was a sin ...

That thought would have to wait.

"pain and pleasure"
"hermaphrodite"
"addicted to her Mistress"
"little cock will be enhanced"
"functioning pussy"

Even as he was searching his memory for what the term "hermaphrodite" meant - he knew he had heard that word before = Mistress Robyn answered the question for him.

It was all so overwhelming, but somewhere in there was the idea that he would become "a gorgeous figure that will have men and women lusting to play with" and that seemed to make it all okay.

Until the pain hit.

Pain and pleasure came in waves that, despite their being polar opposites, in a strange sense became inextricably linked. There was no relief from the pain once the pleasure hit, and no time to enjoy the pleasure because of the pain. It isn't as if Julian could make rational decisions, or even have rational thoughts, while the process was underway, but there was one thought that pervaded throughout it all. God's "little mistake" was being corrected. All of the little mistakes.

And when the process was over ... Jewel lay exhausted, strapped to Mistress Robyn's table, not quite an empty vessel waiting to be filled, or a lump of clay waiting to be molded into whatever Mistress Robyn wanted -- In many ways she was still Julian. She had Julian's memories, Julian's skills, Julian's education. She could read Greek and speak French and Latin. She knew the family motto and where the financial records were kept. But on the other hand, she was also the polar opposite. Jewel was female in every regard except for the male genitals that were still present. She was breathtakingly beautiful. And even the penis wasn't the same as Julian had once sported - Jewel's was larger. Despite the lingering soreness that came with the body being twisted and compressed beyond human endurance to create this masterpiece, Jewel got a bit of thrill from the thought that Julian had been such a pathetic loser that now even a girl has a nicer cock than his.

Julian looked sweet and naive and innocent because he was. Jewel can appear sweet and naive and innocent because it will suite her evil purposes to put her victims off guard.

While Julian was always trying to be a good Christian and wanting to serve his God by serving mankind, Jewel couldn't wait to take her revenge. Instead of serving mankind, mankind would serve her, and thank her for the privilege.

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((occ: love the look and Jewel's new mindset))
Mistress Robyn told the maids to move in and please Lady Jewel. The maids moved and clamped their lips on her nipples, now sitting on DD cup tits. Their hands moved to the large cock and began stroking it.
"yes sluts make her cum as both a man and a woman and we will know that she loves being the Jewel"
 

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