Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Revenge - Chapter 2

By Karen Singer

Chapter 2

 Steve looked in his oversized bathroom mirror and smiled.  There wasn’t a better looking guy in the whole city, and he knew it.  He took the time to pose and admire himself while he was still naked from the shower.  A thing of beauty from top to bottom – no doubt about it!  He noticed an old pack of cigarettes on the counter and picked it up.  The very notion of smoking made him feel nauseous.  With great ceremony, he tossed the pack into the trash can from where he stood.  “Swish!  Two points!”  It had been more than two weeks now since he had smoked his last cigarette.  He had done it.  He had kicked his smoking problem for good, and he had done it all with his own willpower.  He was certainly glad he hadn’t wasted his money on that shrink while he was away. 
He opened his closet door to select his clothes for the day and winced.  Everything smelled like stale cigarettes.  He decided then and there that he should really get some new ones.  Besides, he had to stay up on the latest fashions anyway.  He chose a shirt that he didn’t think smelled quite so bad and a pair of slacks to go with it. 
The thought of shopping was growing more and more interesting to him.  It was Saturday, why shouldn’t he spend it shopping.  Besides, he had a date planned for later that night with the hot new girl, Monica, from the shipping department.  Nothing like new clothes to impress a girl.  Which reminded him, he’d better give his apartment a quick cleaning before he brought her back here.  He smiled as looked at his bed.  His sheets should still be good enough, but hopefully after tonight they wouldn’t be.
It was still fairly early when he walked into the mall.  The stores were open, but there weren’t too many people around yet.  “Pity,” he thought, “no babes to check out.”  He walked in and out of a few trendy stores, mostly to see what they had, but he didn’t buy anything.  Then he walked into one of the bigger department stores.  He had always had good luck there finding really nice clothes that he liked, and he was pleased with what he found this time too.  He picked up a few shirts and several pairs of slacks.  He even found some new underwear and socks.  He paid for it all and the clerk put everything into one big bag. 
As he walked out of the department store, he was very surprised at how crowded the mall had become.  Surprisingly crowded.  He glanced at his watch and was amazed to see how much time had passed.  Wow, he had been in there much longer than he thought.
As he walked past the food court, he decided to stop for an early lunch.  It was one of his favorite things to do in the mall.  Not for the food, but more because he could spend the time sitting and watching all the women that walked by.  He bought his lunch and sat down and ate, noticing particularly a very nice young lady with a wonderfully short skirt as she walked past. 
But a moment later, all he could see was a big muscular guy heading determinedly right at him.  “What’cha lookin’ at, Fag?” the guy said angrily as he walked up to Steve’s table. 
Steve shook his head.  Where had this guy come from?  He hadn’t noticed him before.  “Uh…” he began, still trying to comprehend what was going on.  “What are you talking about?”
“You’ve been staring at me for the last few minutes.  And when you winked, it was more than even I could stand.”
Steve was even more confused.  “Winked?”
“Get lost you freakin’ fag!  Get out of here before I do something you really won’t like!”
Steve was totally unsure of what had happened, but retreating out of there seemed to be his best course of action.  He picked up his two bags from the department store, wondering momentarily why he had thought there was only one bag before, and headed quickly for his car.  He could feel the eyes of the other guy on his back all the way out.
Once home, he opened up the first bag and put all the clothes he had just bought away.  But when he opened the second bag, he was surprised to find that it was empty.  He had thought there had been something in it, and it looked like there had been something in it, but now it was simply empty.  He mentally reviewed everything he remembered buying and he was sure he had just put it all away.  Shrugging his shoulders, he threw the empty bags into the trash.
He realized that the clothes he had on still smelled a bit like stale cigarettes and that irritated him, so he changed into some new ones.  Once again he was more than pleased with the image he saw reflected in the mirror.  “Might as well wear this for Monica tonight,” he decided.  “And it’s going to be a goooood evening for sure!” 
With nothing better to do, he sat down on his couch and found a game on the TV.  He watched it for a little while, but it seemed like only minutes before he found himself waking up from a nap he hadn’t planned on taking.  The sun was already going down and his apartment was just starting to get dark.  He must have been more tired than he had thought.  He glanced at his watch and nearly panicked.  “Oh my God!  I’m gonna be late!”  He rushed out the door and into his car with only one thing on his mind – Monica and the fun he was going to have with her.
When he picked Monica up, he let out a small growl and licked his lips.  “You Babe, look good enough to eat!”  And indeed she did.  She was dressed a lot sexier than she ever was for work.  Steve was half tempted to try to take her straight home instead of having dinner and drinks first.  Fortunately, his better judgment won out.
Dinner was nice, and the drinks and bit of dancing afterwards was even better.  Better yet, Monica herself seemed to be really into him.  So when he suggested that they go back to his place, he wasn’t the least bit surprised when she agreed.  He just couldn’t get her there fast enough. 
The minute he got her into his apartment, he grabbed her and kissed her hard.  He could feel her body pressing into him as he held her tightly and pressed his own body against hers.  Man, she felt good!  Still holding and kissing her, he led her into his bedroom.  “Oh lady,” he said, “have I got something for you!”  And with that he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, unzipped his fly, and yanked his pants down to his knees. 
Monica looked incredibly startled as she stared at his crotch.  Steve put his hands on his hips and said.  “Wait till you really see it.”  He nearly ripped his shirt as he pulled it off and then flexed his biceps for her. 
But Monica didn’t exactly look impressed.  Instead she was covering her mouth with her hand and was trying her best not to laugh.  Steve was confused.  “What? You don’t like muscles?”
But Monica was openly laughing now and just pointed at him.  “My God,” she finally got out between her laughter.  “I never had a clue!”
Steve looked down at what she was pointing at and nearly fainted.  He was wearing a pair of overly feminine pink panties with lace all around the edges, a garter belt, and stockings.  “What?” he shouted in alarm as he felt his new clothes to see if they were real.  “When did this happen?”  He was so confused.  He pulled his pants off all the way and Monica began laughing even harder.  He looked down and saw that his toenails were painted a very bright red. 
Unable to figure out what to do, he ran for his bathroom, Monica’s laughter following him all the way.  What had happened?  He didn’t have a clue.  He undressed as fast as he could, but there was nothing he could do about the nail polish.  Finally pulling his pants back on, he went back out to face Monica.  But Monica was already at his apartment door.  “Monica, I can explain,” he started, searching desperately for anything that could explain what had happened.
But Monica was still laughing.  “Don’t bother,” she said as she opened the door.  “Obviously, you’re really not the man I thought you were.”  Then she went into another fit of laughter.  “God,” she finally said, “wait till I tell the girls.”  Then she closed the door in his face and was gone.
All Steve could do was to stare at the closed door, then down at his legs where he could still see his red toenails beneath the pants he had just put on.  What had happened?  How had he gotten in those clothes?  Where had they come from?  He didn’t have a clue.  He paced his apartment for hours trying to figure it all out.  He tried several liquids he found to remove the nail polish from his toes, but nothing worked.  He would just have to find something tomorrow.  Still totally bewildered, he finally went to bed, very much afraid he wouldn’t sleep a wink.

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Late that night, Steve slept soundly, but his body was up and logging into his computer.  Karen kept Steve asleep while she signed into the internet email account that Susan had set up just for her, and typed in Susan’s “special” address.

Dear Susan,

I was out today for the first time and I’m still laughing so hard I can hardly type.  Poor Steve is so lost and bewildered that he doesn’t know what to do.

We went shopping today, and well, after he bought a few things, I decide to do some shopping too.  So I put Steve totally to sleep while I browsed all through the ladies department.  I’m afraid Steve was getting a few rather odd looks while we were there, especially when I was buying some new undies for us.  It’s just a shame he was sleeping and never knew it.  Maybe next time I’ll let him enjoy those looks.

I’m afraid that Steve has a bad habit of watching the women while he eats.  And I’m afraid that I wasn’t the least bit interested in watching other women, so I put him to sleep again while I kept a very close eye on the men instead.  That is until one of them decided he didn’t like us watching him so much.  I had to wake Steve up to deal with that.

Later in the day, I got bored while Steve sat down to watch sports on TV, so I put him to sleep again and then had lots of fun doing our toenails in a nice pretty red color.  I also dressed us in our new panties, garter belt, and stockings.  Thank you so much for making me a girl.  You don’t know how nice it finally felt to wear some proper girly clothing!  Although later on, I don’t think that Steve appreciated it very much. 

Steve had a date tonight and I kept him asleep this afternoon until it was time to leave.  He never even knew about his change of underwear until he brought his girl back here and started undressing.  Susan, you wouldn’t believe how she laughed at him and how humiliated he felt.  And he still has no idea what happened. 

Oh Susan, this is so much fun!  I can’t wait till my next opportunity to “play” a bit more with Steve. 

Till next time,

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Susan closed her laptop and set it carefully on the night table beside her.  It had started.  The payback for all the humiliation she had been put through in high school had finally begun, and her body tingled from every word that Karen had written.  She could only imagine how confused Steve was at the moment.  And she had a feeling that it was only going to get worse. 
Her body still tingling with excitement, she turned off her light and dreamed of sweet revenge!

Friday, June 16, 2017

Revenge - Chapter 1


By Karen Singer

Chapter 1

High School (8 years ago)

 High school was the cruelest place on earth!  At least it was for Susan.  Susan was not the most popular girl in the school.  In fact, it was safe to say that she may have been the least popular.  She may have been one of the brighter kids in the school, but she was also very plain looking.  She wasn’t blessed with a sexy looking body, and her overly strict parents didn’t allow her to dress fashionably or experiment with makeup.  In fact, since her parents weren’t exactly rich, most of her clothes were obvious hand-me-downs that most kids would never wear.  The result was that she was the constant target of ridicule for many of the other kids in the school, and she had been for years. 
While she yearned to be one of the popular kids, she knew it would never happen, and over time, her resentment grew.  All through high school her resentment was particularly aimed at the boys who would hardly even talk to her, let alone ask her out.  All too often she felt alone, isolated, and friendless.  Burying herself in her studies…and her resentment.
At the end of her senior year, life suddenly seemed to turn around for her.  She couldn’t believe it when Steve Harrison, one of the most popular guys in the school and one who had always seemed to enjoy taunting her more than any of the others, actually phoned her a few days before the senior prom and asked her to go with him.  Susan was not only shocked that he would call and ask her, but in her desperation to be liked, she was also completely elated.  Especially since Steve had always been one of the best looking boys in the school.  He told her that he had just broken up with his former girlfriend, Karen, and had decided that he now wanted to go to the prom with Susan instead.  Susan didn’t care what the reason was.  The most handsome boy in the school had just called and asked her out to the prom.  She was in heaven. 
The senior prom was such a major occasion that Susan’s mother and father scraped enough money together to buy her a new dress.  And the night of the prom, for the first time, her mother helped her with her hair and just a little bit of makeup. 
The plan for the evening was that Steve and some of his friends would pick Susan up and then they would all go to the park first to take pictures before going on to the prom.  When Steve arrived to pick her up, Susan was a little disappointed that he hadn’t brought her flowers, but it was such a special occasion that she decided it didn’t really matter.  They all drove off to the park together, and Susan for once felt like she was an accepted part of the in-crowd she had always yearned to belong to.  She felt happy, and she felt great. 
At the park, one of the boys brought out his camera and started to take pictures.  Then more of Steve’s friends drove up, including Karen, his “old” girlfriend.  As soon as Karen got there, she walked up to Steve and Steve gave her a big hug and a kiss on the mouth.   Susan was so shocked she didn’t know what to do.  She was completely outraged, especially when Steve and Karen had their picture taken together…while Susan was totally ignored.
Steve and all his friends started to get back into their cars, but when Susan tried to follow, they wouldn’t let her. 
“You didn’t think I’d really go to the prom with someone like you, did you?” Steve said as everyone else laughed at her. 
Susan was so mad that she tried to hit Steve, but he easily blocked her hand.  And then he did the unthinkable.  He picked Susan up and carried her to the edge of the lake, and while everyone else was laughing, dumped her in. 
Susan was angry beyond belief.  She struggled back to the shore.  Her pretty new dress was soaked and ruined, and all the kids were still laughing at her.  She saw several of them taking more pictures of her.  If she had the means, she would have killed all of them just then…especially Steve!
“I’ll get back at you for this,” she screamed as all the kids laughed and got back into their cars.  “I’ll get you back a hundred times worse!  I’ll humiliate you till you beg for mercy…and then I won’t give it to you!  You’ll be so sorry for this!  I’ll get back at you…” she screamed.  As Steve and his friends drove off laughing, the last thing they could hear her yelling was, “…if it’s the last thing I ever do!”

Ten Years Later

Susan stared at her latest client sitting across from her desk.  She couldn’t believe it.  Of all people, Steve Harrison had walked into her office looking for help from her to stop smoking.  It was obvious he didn’t even remember who she was, but she certainly remembered him.  Of course it was only natural that Steve wouldn’t recognize her, since High School she had changed quite a bit.  Once she had been able to leave home for college, she had dieted and exercised as much as possible to lose weight, and she was able to indulge herself and use all the makeup and fashion accessories that the other girls used.  And once she started making her own money, her wardrobe had improved greatly.  Now she bore little resemblance to the homely looking girl that everyone had made fun of in high school.  After all her years of study and hard work, she now had her own psychiatric practice where she specialized in helping people get over problems and bad habits. 
As Steve sat there telling her about his life and problems, Susan couldn’t help but relive the humiliating events from the end of her high school days, events she had thought about all too often in her life.  The more she thought about it, the more her resentment and anger towards him returned and grew.  And now he was sitting right in front of her.  She couldn’t help but think that the fly had definitely walked into the spider’s lair this time.  But did she dare act on all those fantasies she had dreamed about all too often over the years? 
Steve’s company had sent him to her city for training for the next three weeks.  He had decided that while he was there, he would also try to find someone to help him stop smoking, something he had failed at by himself over and over again.  Susan told him that she would be glad to work with him, and that in such cases she usually used hypnotism to help people get over their desires for smoking.  It would probably take several sessions but if he was still willing, they could get started right away.  Steve was more than willing, so Susan made him comfortable and started working on putting him into a hypnotic trance.
Steve turned out to be fairly easy to hypnotize, and for that first session, Susan concentrated on setting up her usual triggers to help him go under again quicker and deeper the next time they met.  She also started to lay the groundwork to reinforce his desire to stop smoking.  But just before she finished, she implanted the suggestion that he would be anxious to return again the next evening for his next session. 
That night, after Steve left her office, Susan sat and pondered what to do about Steve.  Since he had left her office she had done little else but to fantasize about how she could go about getting back at him…how she could go about humiliating him, over and over again – endlessly!  And oh the plans her mind was able to conceive.  But then for the last eight years she had dreamed and fantasized all too often about getting back at Steve.  The traumas of her years in high school, and especially what Steve had done to her at the end of her senior year, had eaten away at her for far too long. 
But…should she?  She had no doubt that she could do it.  She had no doubt at all that she could actually do many of the things she had dreamed of doing to him over the years.  But the question still remained – should she? 
On the one hand, it would be exceedingly cruel to do any of the things she had thought about doing to him.  It would also be completely unethical for her.  Doing anything at all to Steve would be very wrong on so many different levels.
But on the other hand, it was like a stroke of fate from the gods.  After suffering through the shame and humiliation of what she had lived through for so many years, it was as if the gods had picked Steve up and simply placed him in front of her…for the sole purpose of allowing her to get back at him for so many horrible wrongs of the past.
In the end though, the temptation was simply too strong.  After all the years of abuse she had suffered through, and then the agony and resentment she had lived with all too long afterwards, she simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity. 
But once the decision to go ahead had been made, she never once looked back.  Since it seemed that fate was handing her the chance at revenge for all the humiliation she had suffered, she decided that Steve was going to get all the humiliation he deserved – a thousand times over.  But she was also smart enough to know that whatever she did to him, she was also going to have to be very, very careful about how she went about it.  Nobody, but nobody…especially not Steve…could ever know that she would be the real cause of all of his anguish. 
Unable to think about anything else, she schemed and planned late into the night, even skipping dinner because her mind was too preoccupied with details to remember to eat.  She closely examined all the different fantasies she had dreamed up over the years as ways to get back at Steve, discarding many, and keeping the ones that seemed the most promising – no matter how difficult they would be to implement.  And in the late of the night, from all those different fantasies she had dreamed of over the years, she crafted a plan.  A plan like no other.  A plan that would give her the satisfaction of total revenge against this hated man.  A plan that would use many of his own traits against him.  A plan that would bring him total insanity…and then still keep giving – endlessly.  And the best part of it would be that he would never know the real cause of it.
The next evening, when Steve showed up for his appointment, Susan started to implement the plan she had spent most of the night refining.  Steve’s company had him in her city to train for the next three weeks, and every night for those three weeks, she worked late into the night on him, hypnotizing him, ripping his mind apart, rebuilding it the way she wanted, implementing the most diabolical scheme she could ever conceive.  Susan was good at what she did, and she knew it.  Steve never stood a chance. 
Over those three weeks, Susan created a split personality within Steve.  She created a second, completely new personality within Steve’s mind.  One his conscious mind would never know about.  Within the man that had always been too proud of his masculinity and the way he looked, she created a totally female personality, one that she named Karen, after his old girlfriend.  Karen would live inside Steve’s body along with him, but Susan made Karen the dominant personality, and she made her far stronger than Steve so she could take over the body whenever she wanted to and he would have no way to fight her.   She gave Karen the ability to assume control either with Steve awake and knowing what his body was doing despite his inability to control it, or Karen could put Steve to sleep, immediately turning him off, so he would never know what Karen was doing.  That was all up to Karen’s dominant wishes.  Most importantly, she implanted into Karen the absolute desire to humiliate Steve endlessly. 
The only restrictions that Susan gave to Karen were that she couldn’t do anything that would physically harm Steve in any way, and if she could help it, she shouldn’t do anything that would cost Steve his job.  But if it happened, then it happened.  Other than that, everything was up to Karen’s imagination and the things that Karen would know from Steve’s mind that would humiliate Steve the most. 
Finally, Susan implanted into Karen the command to continually contact her about every humiliation she put Steve through, so that she would always know that Steve was finally getting what he deserved. 
She implanted into Steve’s mind the command that as soon as he left the city, he would totally forget that he had ever visited her.  While Steve would never smoke again, he would only think that he had managed to quit smoking all on his own, and he would remember absolutely nothing about ever visiting Susan or being hypnotized. 
While Susan would get no money for the time she spent with Steve, she hoped that her rewards would come instead from many emails and phone calls she would get from Karen, detailing just what she was putting Steve through.
After so many years, Susan was going to finally get the one thing she had always wanted the most.  Absolute revenge!