Published: Jul 21, 2024
My one-hundred and thirty-eighth caption, featuring another entry into the always-popular TransforLife series and a man with everything who secretly desires nothing. Unbeknownst to him, his wish may come true…
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TransforLife was easily the biggest phone app that had ever existed. Using advanced technology that seemed like something out of science fiction, the app was capable of changing aspects of the user or a consenting third party in incredible ways. While originally built as a machine intended to provide transgender patients with the body of their dreams, the app version had spread like wildfire, allowing people to modify their bodies and lifestyles to their liking. Still, even with the limits, safeguards, and usage tracking built into the app, there were those out there who had learned to jailbreak the app’s functions, allowing them to transform themselves and others into just about anything imaginable. Whether through accidents or malicious use, many people disappeared, never to be seen again…
Alexander Weichselbraun was the CEO of a large, rapidly-growing energy company called Verfall Industries. Focusing mainly on the construction of smaller, but efficient nuclear power facilities, the company had grown quickly after Alexander injected a large portion of his familial wealth into the concept, at great financial risk to himself and other investors. The gamble paid off massively, and Verfall managed to establish their nuclear power stations in places once thought financially infeasible. Seemingly overnight, the company had become incredibly valuable, and Alexander and the rest of his team had grown quite wealthy in a very short amount of time as a result. Like most people with a lot of money, Alex spent it… hedonistically.
While outwardly to the public, his board members, and the media, Alexander was a prim-and-proper CEO, in private he was anything but. Having an excess of money had allowed Alex to dabble in some of his more… extreme interests, ones that would immediately ruin his whole career if they were to go public. Alex had an extreme masochistic side, one he had only indulged in after his company had gained him a lot of disposable income. He paid great sums of money to have people treat him like dirt, hit him, even treat him like he was some kind of servant or slave, but it never seemed to be enough for him. That was until Alex finally learned about the TransforLife app, and everything it could offer to a true degenerate like himself.
Being business-minded, Alex made sure to do some proper research into it before actually getting into things. He discovered there were special, underground “clubs” in the city that used the technology to allow high-paying clients to indulge in just about any fantasy they could imagine. Though Alex had tried out “group sessions” before with well-paid escorts, he had never been able to truly shed the inherent power he held, being both a CEO and, being a more “traditional” thinker, a man. He knew that if he was going to finally live out his fantasies in full, he’d need to have everything about him changed. His business partner, CFO, and best friend David Adler was the only member of Verfall Industries who was aware of his proclivities, and trusted him with every aspect of what he was planning for himself the following night. A night where he’d indulge in all his truest vices.
Alex designed the perfect, irresistible woman for him to transform into, one whose body would love pain and derive endless pleasure from it. She’d have flawless, olive-colored skin, wide hips, modest breasts, dark black hair, and bright blue eyes. In the end, she’d be the perfect form for the man who had everything, but desired to… spend some time without everything. Through David, he organized his stay at one of these special clubs, where she’d be treated like little more than a piece of meat. He asked for everything, making sure the establishment would be paid well in return. David would “turn her over” to the club, where she’d be caged, beaten, degraded, used as a prop, and eventually be sold in a mock “auction” of sorts.
Handing all the reins over to David, who had also taken temporary control over his finances and written a fake itinerary placing Alex somewhere else, Alex allowed himself to be willingly transformed into the woman he had built from the ground-up to be the ultimate, pain-loving slut. The transformation was quick, but it didn’t take long for Alex, now known simply as Alexa, to fall in love with the sensations of his new form. After being led to the underground club, David handed her over to the owners who wasted no time physically ripping off her clothes, leaving her naked in front of the strong, muscled men. They slapped a thick, leather collar to her neck with a leash, along with what could only be described as slave rags. Any normal person in this kind of situation would have been horrified, but Alexa loved every second of it. Being so weak, manhandled, and casually treated left her drenched down below, a fact that the club’s owner and his men noticed quite quickly. Still, they had to wait until later for that…
Thrown into a cage in the back of the club, Alexa was forced to eat her food from a dog bowl before the night’s festivities were to begin. She was the centerpiece of the night’s entertainment, with a sign saying “pain-loving slut” being hung around her neck as the club’s patrons were encouraged to use a paddle attached to her cage to “give her a good spanking”. The club’s patrons, being who they were, wasted no time accepting the free entertainment. As they lined up to hit Alexa, she was in complete bliss, moaning loudly with each impact to her rear even as the hours went on.
Finally, with a red ass that was tingly and inflamed, she was pulled very roughly back towards the rear of the club and placed on her knees atop a small platform. The final stretch of her experience was about to begin as she was “auctioned off” to the highest bidder. As Alexa knelt there though, she noticed something she hadn’t expected, barely visible in the back. She could have sworn it was David again, but she was unable to focus on the figures anymore as a large light was put in her face, blinding her completely as someone took to the stage with a microphone, starting the auction.
The auction began, and immediately people began offering outrageous sums of money to buy her. 5,000, 10,000, 18,000, 23,000, 25,000, the number just kept on climbing until the bid reached a staggering 57,000 US Dollars. Alexa never imagined the monetary cost of a person, but apparently her form was just that appealing to those bidding on her. Alexa knew this was supposed to end now, but she was shocked as a black gag was forced into her mouth and she was led off-stage by the club’s owner, who’s gold-toothed smile looked like the face of the devil himself to the powerless girl.
“Hehe… your ”friend” paid quite well to keep you like this.” He smirked, breathing in Alexa’s ear as she felt herself tearing up. Whether they were tears of anger, sadness, or arousal, she no longer knew as she realized just how screwed she was. “You’re getting every cent you paid for. I promise. ”