This choice: Cole gazed in horror at the mirror opposite and the reflection there. • Go Back...Chapter #3Cole gazed in horror at the mirror opposite. by: Mr. George   "So, Carli, you're really a police officer."
Cole struggled in her bonds. Her 'boyfriend' stomping furiously back and forth across the room. It took her breath away, or at least it would if she wasn't gagged with tape across her mouth. Hell, he hadn't expected to become female, let alone tied up like this. Even as she sat there, she felt the memories of her new life seep into place.
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She was a WPC, and had been picked because of her looks to infiltrate a gang. Her role was only meant to be incidental, a brief 'accidental' encounter to ...
Her eyes widened, as she tried to gasp, she was meant to have introduced Amanda during the engineered meeting. The flirty first encounter with the bouncer at the door, and inside the pair would bump into Mark Thompson, the club's owner/manager.
Now she was bound and gagged in her own small flat. One she shared with Amanda. The bouncer now pacing nervously back and forth in front of her. She'd just put on her uniform blouse as she'd opened the door, to see the horror on his face.
Forcing his way in by sheer strength, he'd overpowered both her and Amanda easily. Amanda laid out with a single back-handed blow, her head hitting the wall with a sickening thud, before she fell to the floor.
Cole/Carli wasn't sure how the man had found her home, but events were escalating terrifyingly. Her hands cuffed securely behind her back, and no-one aware of her situation. The bouncer, Carl was on the phone, his agitation obvious, he paced up and down the small kitchen area as he talked in low hurried whispers.
His leering gaze falling on her exposed flesh. Her firm, full bust completely exposed for his appreciation. The sight almost as disturbing for Cole, as she watched her chest heave as she gulped deep lungfuls of air down to calm herself.
He never went far, but a sense of relief flooded your veins when he went to check on Amanda. The rapid ticking as she was secured in handcuffs too, oddly settled her nerves, at least if she needed to be handcuffed she was still alive.
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She managed to see her flatmate through the door, as Carl returned. Seeing the relief in her eyes, he smiled and nodded to Carli. We all want to keep her that way.
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It was fifteen minutes later that Mark Thompson showed up. Her attempts at freedom renewing as she saw him pull a syringe from his case.
"So, what do you know of our little operation?" His voice steady, and smooth, making it all the more intimidating.
You shake your head 'no', as you truly know nothing. Both you and Amanda were chosen for your youth rather than any insight you'd bring to the case, or anything else.
"Then this will come as a surprise to you."
Stabbing the needle into your arm, he presses the plunger down quickly filling your veins with it's contents. Uncertain whether it was a poison, or whatever the hell it was, she hoped it wasn't lethal. Hoped against hope that the nightclub was just spreading drugs, she felt a warmth spread out from her arm. From the injection point, a colder dread filled her, was she going to be turned into an addict, and made to work as a whore.
During your panic filled thoughts and fears, you look up to see Mark returning to the living room an empty syringe in his hand.
The heat reached her shoulder, and her heart raced as the warmth spread across her chest. The heat intensified becoming unbearable as the cuffs held her in place. Half afraid her heart was about to stop, Carli was slow to realise what the drug was doing to her.
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The crop-haired bouncer enjoying her plight. Her futile struggles making her chest more mobile, more eye-catching. It penetrated Carli's brain that things ... that her bust was becoming heavier. The girls threatening her balance as they sloshed from side to side with her attempts to wiggle out of the cuffs.
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Ripping her widening eyes from the mirror, she glared at Mark, who merely smiled back in amusement.
"That's right ladies, I'm an estrogen smuggler, well synthetic estrogen."
He ruffled Carli's hair as he mocked her. Fighting to look away, she spotted Amanda through the door. Her situation no better, just confirming the truth of Mark's words.
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