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Ryan had a long day at work and was getting ready for bed. He had done his entire nightly routine and slipped on some pajamas to get cozy. Doing this, he hopped into bed and pulled the covers up over himself. He flicked off the bedside lamp and went to sleep. Ryan had always been a heavy sleeper, and it was not long before he was lost in dreamland.

Meanwhile, someone whose name Ryan would never learn was getting to work picking the lock to his front door. This was not the first time this unknown assailant had picked a lock, and he set the tumblers with ease. The lock clicked open, and the man made his way inside. He moved slowly, careful not to make any noise as he stalked down the hallway. The man reached the end of the hall and peered into what he knew to be Ryan’s bedroom. It was dark, but he could make out the silhouette of Ryan’s blanket-covered form.

The man entered the room, carefully bringing out a small hypodermic needle. Once over Ryan’s body, he injected the needle into his neck. Ryan, who was still deep in sleep, barely felt a thing and did not stir. The assailant let the sedative work for a few minutes. Ryan would not be able to wake up for hours. Knowing this, the Man pulled back the covers and got to work.

Sunlight streamed in through the curtains in Ryan’s small apartment. He began to stir, sensing a mild headache. Something felt off, though. Immediately panicked, Ryan’s eyes shot open to reveal that he was completely naked and very much tied to a chair. He tried to wriggle free of his constraints but was unable. That is when the man stepped back into the room.

“Good, you’re finally awake,” he spoke in a raspy voice. “Do not speak. You have been tied to this chair to test my latest invention. No, you do not have a say in the matter. No, I will not let you go. No, there is nothing you can do.”

Every question or thing Ryan had thought to say had just been quelled by this man’s very matter-of-fact and brief monologue. Instead, Ryan continued to try and escape from his restraints. The harder he pulled, the tighter they seemed to get to the point that they were beginning to dig into his skin. The man reached into his long trenchcoat and pulled out what appeared to be a regular vibrator. The man walked over and wedged the vibrator between Ryan’s constraints, resting the head squarely on his dick. Ryan winced, expecting some sort of pain, but there was nothing. The man then pushed a small button on the vibrator, and it began to whirr.

The man observed mutely as the vibrator worked its magic. Ryan could feel its vibration but did not know what other changes were occurring to him. If he had a mirror, he might have been able to tell what was happening, but he did not. The longer the vibrator was applied, the more Ryan lost his masculinity. After only ten minutes, Ryan looked completely androgenous.

Ryan’s cock began to shrink smaller and smaller as the vibrator pushed it down into his crotch. He was finally beginning to feel pleasure from the vibration as what’s left of his dick formed itself into a clit above a wet pussy. Ryan began to grow tits as his eyes rolled back in pleasure. He moaned out into the apartment, no longer caring that his captor was watching. Ryan experienced her first female orgasm after only fifteen minutes of being strapped to the vibrator. What would she look like in another fifteen? Thirty? Maybe she would be strapped in permanently.