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Clarrisa Becomes a Slut
Mf, nc, mc, gr)
By mark_la688

This material is for adults only. It contains strong sex and nonconsensual
relationships. If this type of material is offensive to you or you are under
legal age in you area ( 18 or 21 years old ) do not continue.

Copyright (c) 2000 mark_la688. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be
reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the
author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. The
author may be contacted at mark_la688@hotmail.com Please feel free to
contact me with comments regarding this story. Your comments are helpful.

Mike just moved into the little town of Clarkston. No one knew of him or of
his power to control the minds and thoughts of others. Mike was just getting
to know the area and get his plans in place for his new group of mind
controlled sex slaves.

Mike decided to stop at a pizza place in town for a late dinner. He went
into the quiet little place and grabbed a table. There were only two other
tables with people eating at them. It was close to closing time.
A quite skinny girl about 20 years old came over to his table and gave him a
menu and asked if he wanted anything to drink. Mike was impressed with her
smile and friendly attitude. Her breasts were small but her legs and ass
looked to have great potential under her tight black slacks. She had long
red hair down to her ass.

He decided to make her his first sex slave, but to have some fun doing it.

He read her name tag "Clarrisa".

"Sure Clarrisa, I'll have a coke" Clarrisa turned and went in the kitchen.
Mike started on some of her changes while she was gone. She would feel
attracted toward the new stranger. She would feel comfortable talking with
him and telling her about herself.

When she came back to the table she took his order for a pizza, but instead
of taking it back to the kitchen right away she stood talking. In the 5
minutes that they talked Mike learned that Clarrisa was not seeing anyone
and was living on her own while she was going to college. She came from a
rich family and her father had rented her a small 2-bedroom house about two
miles from town. She said her dad thought it would be safer this way instead
of having to room with other college kids. She was conservative and really
had no desire for a relationship. She wanted to concentrate on school.

When she left to take his order back he began to get to the real work. He
started to make some more changes. He worked slowly so she would not notice
anything as being wrong. None of the changes would start until she went home
and went to sleep.

When she came back with the pizza Mike put all of the changes in place. They
made some more small talk throughout the night while he ate. When he left he
left her a large tip - $100. She didn't want it - it was way too much. Mike
told her that he won $40 million in the lottery a year ago and that he just
wanted to help a hard working college kid. She accepted the tip and walked
Mike to the door.

"I'll be back again," he said as he left. You can count on it he said to
himself.

After Mike left she helped clean up and closed up for the night. She went
home and studied for an hour, thankful that tomorrow was Saturday and she
would not have class.

She took a shower and then went to bed wearing a big baggy nightshirt.
As she slept some of the programming Mike had done began its work.
Throughout the night her small breast slowly grew from her flat A-cups to
beautiful big D-cups. Her nipples also grew so that they were and inch long
and hard at all times. At the same time her mind was being opened to a
desire to want to show how sexy her body looked.

Clarrisa woke up at 8 am and groggily walked into the bathroom. She hated
mornings and always had a hard time getting around. She brushed her teeth
then took off her nightshirt and looked in the mirror. Her mouth dropped
open and she screamed in shock and ran into the bedroom. She looked down at
her new breasts. "My God, My God, My God" she kept saying. She slowly
reached up and touched them as if they might explode or something. "Yes,
they are real. How could this have happened" she said.

She went back into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. "My God, I look
GREAT. I can't believe it. What am I going to tell my friends? HELL what am
I going to wear?"

She reached up and started to feel her new D-cupped breasts. They were full
and firm. Then she noticed her big nipples. "I cant hide these! Even with a
bra on they will stick out like I'm some horny slut." She shook her head,
"Well, I can't do any thing about it."

Clarrisa went into her bedroom and started to change.
She started to look for a top. Finally settling for an old football jersey
that her ex-boyfriend had given her. It was the only thing that would fit.
"I'm going to have to go and buy some new clothes today that's for sure!"
and laughed at herself. She put on a pair of shorts and sneakers and headed
for the mall.
On the way she thought that she was glad that that nice guy had given her
that $100 tip last night.

She went into a negligee store and tried on some new bras. They all made her
new nipples hurt. She then tried on some bras that just gave some support
from the underside of her breast. These made her breasts look even bigger.
She decided to by a few pair of this type but the only ones that she liked
were the sexy, lacy kind. Not the plain and functional kind.

She left that store and went to some clothes stores. The only clothes that
caught her eye were the sheer tops. She picked out many different tops from
tank- tops to blouses, all made of sheer material that you could see her new
big nipples through. She did buy a normal white blouse for work, but it had
a low cut that would show off the tops of her breasts.

She spent more than her $100 tip, but she didn't care.
She wore one of her new blouses home from the mall and threw the football
jersey away.

She looked at herself in a store window and was impressed with the sight.
"Why have I been ashamed of my body before? Was I ashamed of my small
breasts? That must have been it because I love the way I look now!" She
turned around and headed home.

When she came home from the mall she took off her clothes and stood in front
of the mirror playing with her new breast. "God I love 'em" She was so happy
that she left her clothes off for the rest of the day.

When it came time to go to work she got dressed and put on one of her new
sexy black bras and her new worktop. You could see a hint of the black
material through the top but she didn't care. Her nipples stuck out like
tent posts.
When she got to work she thought she would have to try to explain her new
breasts but no one noticed. (Mike had given them all instructions to accept
all changes both to her body and her personality)

Throughout the night the male customers could not help but stare at
Clarrisa's new big breasts and she liked it, A LOT.

At the same time as the night before Mike came in for dinner. Clarrisa came
over and waited on him. "Wow, what happened to you?" Mike asked knowing the
true answer.

"You won't believe it, but I woke up with these." She said looking down at
her breasts.

"Well I guess I have to, the proof is right there."

She took his order and returned to the kitchen. While she was gone Mike
again make some changes to her for the night ahead.

Again he left a $100 tip. "I can't take this big of a tip again Mike," she
said. "Go ahead, from the looks of things you probably need the money for
some new clothes. Besides, I have more money than I know what to do with."

That night Clarrisa underwent some more changes. As she slept all of her
hair follicles below her neck died. The only other physical change was that
her calf muscles shortened. All night she dreamed about sex. Not just
regular sex but also giving blow jobs, and anal sex. She never saw a face
though during her dreams. Her acceptance of her changes was also pushed into
her mind.

In the morning Clarrisa woke up and stood. She immediately got a bad cramp
in both of her calves. She sat down on her bed and rubbed her legs. She
noticed that the cramp would go away if she extended her toes. Again she
stood up. This time when her legs stared to cramp up she stood on her toes,
the cramps left. "My muscles must have cramped up during the night.", she
said to herself as she walked to the bathroom on her toes.

She looked at her naked body in the mirror and smiled. Next she climbed into
the shower. As she washed she noticed that the hair below her neck was
washing off, including her pubic hair. "Great, no more trimming or shaving
my legs.", she said. As she inspected her pubic area she started to rub her
clit. She felt a jolt of energy go through her body. She then started to
masturbate herself with her fingers, coming to an orgasm stronger than she
had ever had before. She had slipped to the floor of the bathtub during her
orgasm and twitched with leftover micro orgasms.

"My God. Wow. I've never cum like that before." She then stood and finished
her shower.

After getting cleaned up she returned to her bedroom. She was getting tired
of standing on her toes and found her only pair of high heal shoes about 2
inches high. Her calfs still cramped a little but it was not too bad. She
put on another pair of shorts and a new shear light blue blouse.

Clarrisa returned to the bathroom and looked in the full-length mirror.
Looking at herself she admired her new looks and was happy with the way her
big new nipples could be seen through the shirt.

She could not help herself and had to reach up with both hands and pinch and
twist both nipples. "Mmmmm feels soooo gooood." She then looked at herself
again and was impressed with the way her legs looked when she wore heals.

"I need some more clothes." She turned and grabbed her purse as she headed
back for the mall.

Clarrisa went straight to the shoe store. She found that if she wore shoes
no shorter than 3 inches her legs felt ok. If she wore 4 inch or higher they
felt great. The only problem was that she was not used to walking in high
heals. She bought 6 pairs of new shoes. Three pairs of 5-inch spikes, 2
pairs of 4-inch shoes and a pair of 3-inch shoes that she wore out. All had
ankle straps.

The next store she found herself in was a Victoria's Secret. She decided to
buy clothes that showed off her new body. She picked out an assortment of
short mini-skirts and short dresses that also showed off her big breasts. As
she was getting ready to leave she noticed the stockings. She picked out a
large array of calf stockings and garter belts. The pantyhose that she
normally wore looked uncomfortable. She walked out wearing a new shiny black
mini-skirt, her top she had worn from home and her new high heals.

When she got home she noticed that it was already time to go to work. This
time she put on her sheer white blouse and the same black mini-skirt. She
also wore a pair of black sheer stockings with a matching garter belt. She
looked in the mirror and smiled. Her skirt just barely covered her ass
cheeks. She would have to keep pulling her skirt down. 2 - 3 inches of her
tanned legs were showing between the hem of her skirt and the top of her
stockings. Instead of the 3-inch high heals she had on a pair of 5-inch
spikes. "Man do I look good or what?" She then went to work.

Once again her friends at work did not notice any changes. But Mike did. He
had arrived before Clarrisa and put out a field of invisibility around
himself. Tonight was the big night.

Now he watched as Clarrisa started waiting tables. He started making
changes.
Clarrisa found herself walking sexily. Her hips swaying from side to side.
She would try to walk normal, but it was like she forgot how. She soon gave
up.

About a half hour later she found that if she had to bend over to pick up
something she couldn't bend her knees. She would instead bend at the hips,
lifting the back of her skirt so that everyone that looked would see her
pubic mound tight under her panties. Again, try as she might she could not
bend her knees. Again, she just gave up.

Mike was having a lot of fun watching the changes take place. He could have
just instantly changed Clarrisa into the slut he was making her into. But
this was much more fun. He had already decided that when the change was
complete Clarrisa would know and understand what had happened to her. But
she could only keep it to herself no matter how hard she tried.

A little wile later she had to go the bathroom. Great! A break from this
terrible night for just of a couple of minutes. She went into the public
restroom instead of the employees only and went into a stall. She
immediately relaxed. As if her mind was on hold, her hands removed her
panties and then when she was done going to the bathroom she wiped with them
and flushed them down the toilet. She never realized what she had done. At
this same time words where removed from her vocabulary. She lost all
politically correct words for body parts like breast, vagina, and penis. The
only words she could think of and use where words like tit, titties, pussy,
cunt, dick, and cock. She also had the ability to speak in the first person
removed. She had to refer to herself in the third person. Her voice was also
changed. It was raised and octave and she formed her sentences to sound like
a little girl. She did not notice any of these changes while in the
bathroom, but found out as she spoke.

Clarrisa left the bathroom and greeted a couple that came in. "HI, Can
Clarrisa help you?" in a singsong little girl voice. She wanted to run away
but instead acted normally. A look of confusion came on the faces of the
customers, "Sure" the said. "OK, Follow Clarrisa." She said as she escorted
them to their table.

Mike was almost laughing. He had enough and sent out a message for everyone
to leave for the night including the staff except for Clarrisa. She stood in
confusion as everyone left. Mike then took down his shield and Clarrisa
noticed him. She walked up to him "Clarrisa's scared, everyone left
Clarrisa. Clarrisa is changing and doesn't understand what is happening."

"Oh, just sit down. Maybe I can help." Mike said and Clarrisa sat down.

"You see Clarrisa, I have special powers. I can change peoples minds and
bodies to suite me." Instantly Clarrisa was starting to panic. This is the
man responsible for what's been happening to her.

"When I moved here I decided to start a new group of sex slaves and you are
the First of them."

As he was talking, Clarrisa's right hand started to masturbate her pussy and
her left had opened up her blouse and she was playing with her tit with it.
She couldn't stop herself. Her will was broken.

"From now on you are my little slut. You even talk like a little girl now.
You will constantly be horny. The bad news is that you cannot cum unless I
tell you to."

"Why did you do this to Clarrisa? Why Clarrisa? Clarrisa's a good little
girl." She begged.

"I did this to you because I wanted to. Now do a striptease for me on the
table."

She fought with all her might but she climbed up on the table and started to
dance like a stripper to music only she could hear. Slowly she stripped off
her top, bra, and then her skirt. She went to take off her panties and
realized she didn't have any on. She then went to take off the garter and
stockings but Mike stopped her.

"That's enough. Just keep dancing and playing with yourself while I give you
the rules. After every rule you will answer "Yes Daddy" is that clear?"

"Yes Daddy"

"First you will always wear a garter belt and stockings, even when you
sleep. The only time you will take them off is to shower."

"Yes Daddy"

"You will never wear panties again."

"Yes Daddy"

"You are a slut, whore, a bimbo to serve me as I wish."

"Yes Daddy"

"If anyone tries to get you to go on a date or get you to have sex with them
you will tell them that your "Mike's slut", but if you talk to me I might
let them rent you.

"Yes Daddy"

"I will leave a list of some changes I want you to have done tomorrow and
you will do them. I could just make them for you but I want you to
understand just who is in charge."

"Yes Daddy"

"You will expand you wardrobe as much as you can. You will spend all the
money you make here on clothes and such. I will take care of your other
bills"

"Yes Daddy" She was crying now at the realization at what she had in store
for the rest of her life.

"Stop crying and climb down here." She instantly stopped crying and came
down off the table.

"When you come before me in private you will stand with you feet 2 feet
apart and holding up both tits for inspection. You will remain like this
until told otherwise. Now assume the position."

"Yes Daddy", as she did as commanded.

"Good. Now give me a blowjob." Without thought she fell to her knees and
wrapped her mouth around his cock and started sucking. She kept rubbing her
tongue around his shaft. She had never given a blowjob before but she was
amazed at the fact that she new exactly how to give one like a pro. She felt
him start to cum and she slid his member all the way down her throat as he
shot load after load into her stomach.

When he was finished she licked him clean and said "Thank you Daddy" She
could not believe it. She thanked this Fucker for this?!

"Your welcome Slut. Now mount me."

She quickly straddled her master - Yes her master. And lowered her tight
pussy over his cock. She them started to hump him faster and faster. "Oh
yes, fuck Clarrisa. Fuck your sluttttt. Ohhhhhh yesssss........ Please let
Clarrisa cummmmmmm." She kept repeating as he humped him harder and faster.
Her mind was wild with desire to cum.

Mike shot his hot cum in her pussy. He smiled as she continued to fuck him,
then he said, "Ok slut, cum." At the word "cum" she screamed and thrashed.
When she was done she started to lick and clean up her masers cock.

"You are to clean up the restaurant in the nude. Then go home and get some
rest. First thing in the morning you have some things to get done, don't
you?'

"Yes Daddy, Thank you for making me your slut Daddy" She could not
understand why she said that. She hated this man. She wanted to kill him but
it was as if her body had a mind of its own and she was just along for the
ride.

Mike left the restaurant and left Clarrisa to her duties. She cleaned up the
entire restaurant only in her garter, stockings, and heals. Never did she
bend her knees. She also found that whenever she had her hands free she
would use them to masturbate. Try as she might she could not make herself
cum. When she left work she went home and went to sleep. When she was
sleeping she again dreamed of sex of all kinds with Mike's face as her
lover. When she awoke she found one of her hands in her pussy and the sheets
covered in sweat and cum.

She took a shower and dressed in a shear black skintight tank-top, short
black mini-skirt with a slit on the sides that in a stiff wind would allow
her naked pussy to be fully exposed. She also put on a pair of fish net
black stockings and a garter belt with her 5 inch spikes. She took a long
look at herself in the mirror. "I sure DO look like a slut." As she ran her
hands up and down her body.

"Maybe I am nothing but a slut?" She grabbed her list and left.
The first item was only an appointment at an address with the instructions
to tell the man her name and that Mike had sent her. She was shocked to see
that the address was a tattoo parlor. She did as she was told and was lead
into a room in the back. A big fat man came in and told her that she needed
to strip and to hurry up, he didn't have all day. She quickly striped and
was laid down on a table. The first thing he did was to take a large needle
and pierce both her nipples. Nipple rings were put in each one. Next he had
her open her mouth and stick her tongue out. He grabbed it and pulled it out
as far as he could. The again took a large needle and pierced her tongue,
not once, not twice, but three times. One in the middle of her tongue and
one each on each side. He then placed a tongue stud in each hole.

The fat man then brought out his tattoo equipment. First he took both of her
nipples and tattooed them dark brown so that they would visually stand out
even more. Next he placed a tattoo just above her clit hood on her lower
abdomen.
He saved the most painful part 'till last. Without warning her took a needle
and pierced her clit. Try as she might she could not help but scream. He
placed a ring in her clit which had a little silver bell attached. When he
was sure all of the bleeding from all of her piercing had stopped he told
her to get up and get dressed.

With every move she made her pussy bell would ring. "God I can't believe I
just let this fat fucker do this to me." She told her self. When she had
finished dressing she was handed a letter by the man and it read: "for
payment for services rendered you are to ask this man if you can suck his
cock and mean it.

If he says yes than do it. If he says no. Than pay with cash. Mike." She
dropped the letter and looked at the fat man with lust in her eyes. "Sir,
Clarrisa wants to suck you big cock for all you have done for her."

"How can I say no to a sweet little girl like you. You go right ahead young
lady."

"Thank you Sir" she said as she dropped to her knees and unzipped his fly.
She looked at his short little dick. He looked like he had not washed in a
month.

But without hesitation she wrapped her mouth around his cock and massaged
his dick with her newly pierced tongue. It only took a few minutes before he
shot his small load of cum down her throat.

She stood and smiled at him, said thank you one more time and left. As she
walked down the street she wondered what the tattoo by her pussy said. But
she knew that she could not look at it or Mike would have said so.

Next she found herself at the next address on the list. It was a clinic.
Again she told the receptionist her name and that Mike had sent her. And
once again she was led to a room. A doctor entered and told her to again lie
back on the table. He took a needle and syringe and injected her lips with
collagen making her lips pout out all the time. He then gave her mega doses
of antibiotics so that she would not get any infections from her new
piercing. After that he inserted her arm with a Norplant to keep her from
getting pregnant. After she was done paying the doctor the same way as the
tattoo man she left.

She then entered a leather shop. The woman behind the counter looked at her.
"You must be Clarrisa." She said. "Yes" was all she could say. The woman
came around the counter with a leather strap. She placed it around her neck
and sealed it with a rivet. The collar had a tag on it that read: "Property
of Mike".

This time she was handed a letter that told her to eat her pussy until she
came. She knelt down and started to eat her pussy. This was her first time
with a woman but she found the taste of the ladies pussy too her liking. She
sucked and nibbled on her clit 'til she came all over her face. Clarrisa
sucked and licked up as much pussy juice as she could then left.

 From her last appointment Clarrisa went to work. When she got there she
tried to ask for help from her friends but all she could do was talk about
how great she felt. Inside she wanted to cry. All night she waited on tables
like she was working at a strip bar. Bending over at her hips, exposing
herself to the patrons. With every step she took her pussy bell would ring.
As the night the customers started to call her "Tinker" because of the
ringing.

One man asked her for a date and to her horror she replied like Mike had
told her to: "Clarrisa is Mike's slut, but if you talk to Mike he might let
you rent Clarrisa." The man smiled and told her to send Mike his way when
she saw him next.

Clarrisa had to use the bathroom when she was done she stood at the mirror
for the first time since she had left her house this morning. She was
shocked at the sight. Her once normal mouth now had a permanent pouting
smile. She stuck out her tongue and looked at the studs. "God help me." She
said out loud. Then she noticed her nipples through her shirt. They were so
dark that It looked like she didn't even have a shirt on. Plus her nipple
rings pushed her shirt out even further. When she looked down at her skirt
in the mirror she was shocked to see her pussy bell visible below the skirt.
Slowly she raises her skirt to read the tattoo. "SLUT" was there in big
letters. As she lowered her skirt she looked again in the mirror.

"Clarrisa IS a slut. Clarrisa IS a cum sucking whore." She turned and went
back to work. This time she TRIED to look and act like a slut.

Later when Mike came in he smiled and again put out an invisibility shield
that also included Clarrisa. She came up to Mike's table and stood. "Ok
slut, Strip and do it fast." With no resistance Clarrisa striped down to her
garter, stockings and shoes. "For the rest of the night you will work just
as you are now. When you have a hand free you will finger your pussy. If you
have two free you will play with your new tits and nipple rings.
Understand?"

"Yes Daddy" She turned and went back to work. Clarrisa did not know that
Mike had put out a command to the patrons that they would not notice that
Clarrisa was naked. Clarrisa worked throughout the evening naked,
masturbating her pussy and pulling and twisting her nipples. After everyone
left Clarrisa stood in front of Mike with her legs apart and her hands
cupping her tits.

"For the last time in you life Clarrisa I will give you control of you own
thoughts and mouth only. What is on your mind?"

"Why? Why did you do this to me?"

Because I liked the way you looked. Nice ass, Nice legs. Your tits needed a
little work though."

"My body was fine. Now I just look like a cheep slut."

"Exactly. You ARE a cheep slut now!"

"What are you going to do with me?" The whole time she did not move. She
still was cupping her tits with her legs spread.

"Good question. Until I tire of you will be my personal slut. Your new job
will be to take care of my household and me. You will awaken me with you
mouth giving me a blowjob. When I get up you will bathe me and make my meals
and the meals for my future sluts. Then you will take care of the house.
Never to put on clothes again until I let you go. You won't leave the house.
Your title will be "House Slut".

When I decide to get rid of you I might give you partial freedom and let you
live a semi-normal life or I might make you my Toilet Slut. What's that you
may ask? You will live in the bathroom till you die. Squatted down on your
hunches with you hands behind you head. When I have to take a piss you will
wrap you mouth around my cock and drink me dry. If I have to shit you will
place you mouth around my ass and suck my shit for your food. The only time
you will get to move is when you take your daily shower."

Clarrisa was crying historically now. "You can't. I've never done anything
to you. Please let me go. You can make me never tell anyone. Please let me
go.
Please. PPPlllleasssee........make Clarrisa you slut" Mike put the final
change into Clarrisa. "Clarrisa is you House Slut. Please let me serve you
master."

"Get dressed slut and let's go home."

"Oh, Thank you Daddy" Clarrisa giggled as she got dressed and followed her
new "Daddy" home with one hand in her pussy and the other playing with her
tits and a big sluttish smile on her face. Inside she was screaming and
screaming and screaming and . . . . . . . . .

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