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Nervously she bounced her leg, trying not to stare at every man that glanced her way. She met each one's eyes, wondering if he could be the one. However she knew she would never see him coming. He had always surprised her and she expected their first meeting would be no different. It had been that way since the first phone call.
“You look so good, Karen, but I will make you better.” His smooth voice told her. She had just finished applying her makeup when HE called for the first time. “Yes, I’m watching you now, my dear. I’ve been watching for quite some time. I know who you really are. I know about your night-time dress up sessions after work. I know you are a size six and you love heels. I even know about your night time walks in the park en femme. But all of that stops now. There is a car waiting for you outside. Please go and get in.”
Wordlessly Karen followed his instructions, sliding into the limo and riding off. When she arrived at the remote building outside of the city, her phone rang again. “This will be your new home. Your journey to becoming Karen begins here.” He told her as she entered the building. The lavishly decorated estate housed a private clinic staffed by a team of physicians and trainers all paid to help make her into the woman she fantasized of being. All of her meals were prepared and monitored while she was put on a special exercise regimen. She was given special hormones and her body was wrapped in corsets to train her body. Medical procedures softened her features and created an alluring, youthful face. She was trained in posture and poise until it replaced her masculine movements, then trained to even speak as a woman does. No detail was too minute, nothing left to chance. And through it all, his voice urged her on and praised her for her progress. “You make me so happy with how pretty you’ve become. You are truly becoming the woman I want you to be.”
And now she waited, almost two years after being held captive in luxury. She no longer had to think about her femininity; it was her state of being now. She was Karen, body and soul, a woman trained to be the ideal mate for her unknown benefactor. Everything about her was perfect; but now she wished to know the man responsible for her metamorphosis.
“As pretty and as prompt as I expected,” His voice came from the side, but she was too afraid turn around. “Now you are mine, Karen. Are you ready to become my woman always?”