World Tour - Episode 2

World Tour - Episode 2
Freitag, 16. Dezember 11

Soon you will be just like me.
A slave like me.


When Patrick woke up he was
laying in a corner somewhere
near where he had been picked
up by a guy and turned into a
cock-crazed slut yesterday.
Patrick wondered what a
strange drug this has been.
The guy said it wasn‘t curable or
something like that.
He still couldn‘t really think
straight and heard someone talk
about cocks in his head but -
thank god - he was himself again.


It was like somebody was
following him and whispered
„Cocks“ in his ear every ten
seconds. That was fucked up.
The nights could be cold in India
- he hadn‘t known that until
now. He wandered around
without a destination when he
heard a familiar voice.


„Honey, what happened? Oh my
god.You don‘t look good.“ he
heard Catherine say.
„Come with me. Let‘s get you a
hot tea.“
But all he could say was:
„Cocks. Cocks. Cocks.“
- „Oh sweety, you really look
bad. You need to get some
rest.“


The next day when he got up he
took a long hot shower, which
helped a lot. He felt much better
and ﬁnally was able to think
about what had happened the
last days. „I seem to go crazy“,
he thought. „Things like that
don‘t happen. I was just drugged
with some hallucination serum
or something. Everything‘s gonna
be ﬁne now.“


Catherine was already waiting
for him outside. Patrick knew he
should like what he saw. But
somehow he didn‘t.
„What‘s going on sweety? Don‘t
you like me? I‘ve dresses like this
just for you.“


It was the worst thing he could
imagine. He didn‘t feel anything.
Every touch Catherine gave him
meant nothing anymore.
He was scared and tried harder
to make it come back.
He concentrated so hard that
ﬁnally his mind just played along
and his manhood got stiff.
He turned around to Catherine
to show her that he had
managed it, but..


Catherine wasn‘t herself
anymore. In his eyes she was a
man. Suddenly Patrick lost
control. The more he tried to
get away from this he was
pushed deeper into it. He
thought it was disgusting but he
soon found himself fantasizing
about touching a man.
He had to stop this. He just had
to. He took a deep breath,
gathered all his power left
and screamed...


STOP!


Why is everything so dark? Did i fall asleep?
Just like that? Or am i in a coma or something?
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Huh.. doesn‘t work.
But if i‘m dreaming why can i think so straight.
And why don‘t i have control about what‘s happening before
my eyes. I see something. What is it?
A dream? I‘ll just take a look. There‘s nothing else to do here
anyways.


In his dream he found a magic
bottle and met a jinni that
promised him three wishes.
„Now that‘s easy. First i wish i
could be a girl again.“ What? No!
Why can‘t i control what i‘m
saying. This is my dream.
What the fuck is happening to me.
The jinni looked at him and said
„so be it“.


For a second he got the control
back. He screamed but didn‘t
wake up. The jinni asked for a
second wish. „Oh man, this guy in
my head won‘t shut up. Please, let
me forget who i was before. All
those male thoughts are just
keeping me from having fun. I want
to be the girl i am from the inside.
And could you make me some less
intelligent? Being dumb is so much
easier.“ Patrick raged but couldn‘t
do anything. He slowly forgot
about his manhood, his childhood
and ﬁnally that he had ever been a
man.


Soon his heartbeat cooled down
and everything felt brighter. He
just had to admit that he was a girl
and everything was turning out
great. He had butterﬂies in his
stomach and for the ﬁrst time in
days he was happy. No problems.
No fears. No responsibility.
„What is your last wish?“ the jinni
asked.
„Like, that‘s sooo easy. I want to
be a super slave just like the girly
friend who told me so.“


The jinni said „Finally you
understand what your life is going
to be like. Do you hear your new
master coming? You will obey. Not
because i‘m telling you to. But
because it‘s your own will.You
wished for this and now you will
just be what you wished for:
just like me. a dumb slave like me.“
the jinni started to laugh and
disappeared.
There was nothing left but a slave
ready to do whatever her master
said.


Wake up Patrick!


She heared someone whisper her
to wake up. She knew this voice
but couldn‘t remember who it
was. Something like a girlfriend or
something but why would she
have a girlfriend? She was a girl
after all and was supposed to only
obey her master. And who was
this Patrick anyways? Maybe this
was just a mix-up.


You have to remember who you
are.You are Patrick - my charge.
I‘m Catherine. Do you remember
me? I should have told you this
much earlier but i couldn‘t risk
loosing you. I‘m your guardian
angel and i haven‘t done my job so
good lately. There‘s an evil
darkness trying to get you. The
hell-harem princess is trying to
make you one of her slaves. But
you have to ﬁght this. I brought
you here because she can‘t get in
here. This place is safe - at least for
now. Just remember who you are.
I‘m here to help...


Slowly Patrick wakes up. „No. I‘m not a man. I‘m a slave. I want to
be a slave. Let go of all responsibilities.“


You have to understand. She is
playing tricks on your mind. I have
been trying to hold her away from
you as long as i could.You see, my
power is supposed to work over
sexual arousel. Whenever you get
aroused by me i can use my magic
on you. This is why you fell in love
with me by the way. But yesterday
the harem princess was just more
powerful than me. She knocked
me out and took control. Please,
look at me. Remember who you
really are.


Let me help you. Look at my sexy
movements and remember who
you are. We have to run away from
her. Soon she‘s coming back so we
have to hurry up. Please Patrick.
You are Patrick.You‘re from
Cologne and you like girls.
Remember your streangth and
come back to me.


Catherines sexy movements
worked. He remembered but it
was only like a fog over his mind.
He couldn‘t really concentrate on
a single memory but he just knew
he wasn‘t a slave girl.
That was enough to realise that
Catherine was trying to help him.
He had to stand up and run with
her or else he would soon be
damned to be a slave in a harem.


Shit. I heared something.
She is coming. We have to go.
Now! Take me by the hand.
There‘s only one place i can take
you now.
We‘re going to the guardians
airport.


As Patricks eyes accustomed themselves to the bright lights he
sees Catherines real ﬁgure. „You are so beautiful.“
- „Thank you sweety. But i‘m afraid for an angel i look terrible. The
harem princess is affecting me more than i like. She is trying to
corrupt me and resistance is exhausting.

„But you will keep up with her,
right?“ Patrick asked while
shivering from the cold winds.
„I have to but if i fail you have to
run for yourself and meet a friend
of mine in South Africa. Her name
is Trixi and she lives in an old
convent at the coast. But i‘m sure
i‘ll be ﬁne.“
- „You can‘t leave me like you did
the last times.“ Patrick
commanded but Catherine just
said „I had to. I was ﬁghting with
the princess. What you
experienced was only her minions
work.“


Now let‘s ﬁnd a hiding place.
It needs to be somewhere where
a lot of people are living.
I know. We are going to Tokyo.


It took only a few seconds and suddenly they stood on a crowded
street in the center of Tokyo - the biggest city of the world.
„Let‘s ﬁnd a hotel and forget about all our problems for some
time. She won‘t ﬁnd us here soon.“


So they forgot about it all some
time and had a lot of sex. Patrick
had to stay aroused after all. Or
else it would be easier for the
princess to ﬁnd them.
He sometimes even looked at
playboy pictures while Catherine
stripped for him to make it safer.
For two weeks this went very
well.


But over the time Patrick got a
bad feeling. Catherine was starting
to act different. She looked
somehow younger and teased him
like she had full control.
That triggered something inside
him. He remembered what it was
like to just let go and become the
girl he had been.


He saw the look on her face and it worried him.
His worries were approved when he woke up one night ﬁnding
Catherine sitting on the ﬂoor in the bathroom.


„Oh Patrick. I can‘t do this
anymore. She is taking control
over me. A few days ago the harem
princess came to me in my dream.
Don‘t worry. She didn‘t ﬁnd out
where we are. Instead she made
me a present. She told me that i
could be young again. And i... i
couldn‘t stop myself from slowly
becoming younger even though i
knew it was wrong. And now look
at me. I‘m starting to get nuts and
she‘s slowly taking control.
She wants me to be one of her
minions.“


Patrick was in fear. „What can i do
to help you? What can i do to
make this go away? You have to
ﬁght her.“
What Catherine said next scared
him even more.
„There‘s nothing you or i can do
anymore. She infected me.You can
only run. Go ﬁnd my friend Trixi.
She will help you like i did before.
Go! Now!“


Lightning bolts hammered in and
out of Catherines body. Suddenly
the whole atmosphere changed.
Her mood was changing too.
It was very scary when her crying
turned into an evil laugh.
„Finally you are helpless. How do
you like your little girl?“


„Maybe you like sweet little girls
you pervert? Do you like it when
they are young? Do you like it?
I am sure you do.“
-“No. Please. Leave me alone
Catherine.You don‘t want to do
this.“
- „You don‘t know what i want. My
power is even greater than
before. Together with my mistress i
will rule the world.“


„Don‘t you see? I‘m such an
inocent little girl. Come and screw
me.“
- „No. I don‘t even like little girls.
Go away from me.“
-“That‘s a shame. I always wanted
to be a little girl again. Playing
around, you now. Hahaha.“
-“You are crazy.“


Suddenly everything was bright
again and slowly blood ran over
Catherines face.
„No i‘m not crazy.You are.You
have been dreaming all your life.
You‘re not a man.You‘re a pussy
and that‘s what you shall be
forever.“


„Look at me Patrick. I love you.
And that is why i have to let you
go and let you become what you
are really supposed to be.
Hahahaha. Oh i‘m so evil. I like
that. What will i turn you into?
Maybe a little japanese school girl.
Oh i like that idea.“


The pink pulsing light was back and it was brighter than ever.
Nobody was there who stopped it from getting into his head.
Nobody was there to help him.
He knew what was going to happen.


„Awww isn‘t that a cute girl? In
your little cage. Does that
remember you of something?
Yeah. The serum that guy gave you?
I never could have cured you from
that. I just burried it in your mind.
Now come out my little
cocksucker. Hahahaha.“


„Now let‘s be honest. Looking like
that you won‘t get to suck so
many cocks.You need to rather
look like what you are - a slut.


„Hahahaha. Hahahaha.Yes!
I like having fun with you.
You are so helpless.You can‘t even
say anything.You can only think of
cocks right?“


„Come on. I want you to hunger
for a mans touch. Haha. I‘m having
such a good time controling your
little sluts body. Libido up! Libido
down! Libido up! UP!
Can you feel those longing building
up? You want any mans cock now
but you can‘t move.Your whole
body shivers of lust but you can‘t
move my little marionette.
Now wait for the ﬁrst touch.“


Patrick wasn‘t there anymore. The
only thing left was a raging slut
wanting to get fucked. No
thoughts. No moemory. Only one
desire.


Hahahahaha. So much fun. But you
should always stop when it‘s the
most fun right.You want a real
man to fuck you? Well you won‘t
get that now.Your training starts
now.You have to learn how to
earn to get fucked.
So i‘ll just leave you as a horny
teenage japanese school girl.You‘ll
have some years ahead of you
becoming the perfect little slut for
our harem. The princess will come
and get you once your training is
over.


Suddenly he was back in control but didn‘t know who he was.
Was he even a man?


Noo! Your name is Akisha.
You‘re a japanese school girl.


Soon all kinds of new information
ﬂushes in his mind overwriting
everything Patrick has ever been.
He learned how to dress
properly, do his make up, hairs and
how to walk in high heels.

Only one thing remained. Akisha
didn‘t know what it was supposed
to mean. It was a name and it
should remember her of
something but she didn‘t know
what. A name of a woman.


Trixi!

Next time on
„World Tour“
Akisha has to live a life of a
horny school girl while she
slowly discovers what happened
to her.

Don‘t miss this.


World Tour - Episode 2

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