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My name is Kathy, I won't say any more there. I used to work for a Mr Matthews, as his PA before he decided to replace me with someone more capable of satisfying his sexual hunger. Now I work in accounts on the other side of the building, a demotion of sorts, but better in a way – no nympho boss asking for "favours". Yeah, he loves sex. I do to, but not to his degree. There was never anything between us, and thats what broke us apart. I was just determined to make sure my successor was not used in the same way I was, especially after I learned of the special treatments she was going to get, or should I say "he". You know now that I was aware that Alicia used to be male, and now was every bit a woman. There was nothing I could do to help her in that field – she would be Alicia forever more now. I was determined to break this hypnotic hold that Mr Matthews had over her.

Her life had been altered through deceit and I was keen to make sure her life wasn't ruined any further. After the talk with her in the canteen, I'd told her to take her own coffee into work but couldn't be sure on how much of a hold the hypno-drug had on her. Some of the suggestions made might contribute towards her continually taking it. There was also a chance she was taking some of the drug home with her. If that was so, and a good possibility, then I had to find out some how. The only thing was that she didn't seem to believe me to the fullest. The hypno-drug had been used well into making her believe that she had been born a woman.

I decided to ask her if I could accompany her back home. She agreed and let me in for coffee. I couldn't think where to start – the drugs, if any, could be anywhere. I decided to ask her where she obtained her food supplies from. She explained that she got everything from a supermarket down the road. I thought about this for a moment, then went for a different approach. I asked her where she had been for clothes and make up. She showed me a paper with the addresses of a salon and a clothes store. Alicia must have acquired some items while she was still male. Anyone might have questioned a man wanting the works in a ladies salon. But then Alicia explained that she had been given a card by Matthews to show the people at both places. It struck me – it was a set up. Both places were in on it. The question was whether they were themselves hypnotised or had been paid off by Matthews. I reckoned on the latter. Matthews is never short in the pocket and after what I've learned already, bribes are small fry in his book. I responded by asking her if we could both go round for a bit of retail threapy – to both of the places she had been to. Naturally, she said yes – they did their homework right, no woman turns down retail therapy.

We both entered the salon and were welcomed by the owner, who asked us what they could do for us. They seemed to pay more attention to Alicia, which made me suspicious. As we were both having our nails done, one asked us if we wanted drinks – I quickly answered no for both of us, which produced a dirty look from the assistant. Alicia turned to look at me, questioning my decision. I turned and whispered to her, making my suspicions known. The look on the assistants face had strengthened my concerns about the place – they were feeding her the drug in her drink.

We left having had our hair and nails done, but without complimentary drinks. Alicia voiced her concerns.

"What was that all about? I usually have a drink there." she snapped

"Well, I thought that they are on the boss's paybook, they are being payed to keep you topped up with that drug. No, I'm not going mad, but if getting you free means keeping you away from these places then so be it!" I said, finishing with hint of anger.

I had meant it, for surely, if the drug had to be readministered regulary, then the effects should wear off. The question was of course, how long before it did? If she wanted a drink, then she could have one at my place – at least there, the drink wouldn't be spiked.

So, the clothes shop went a miss (I promised to take her to another shop later in the week). Trust me, I was keen on more clothes, but it would have to wait. Now was the time to wait for the drug to wear off, and see if any of Alicia's original memories survived beneath the programming. If so, then she maybe in for a shock. We sat down in my lounge and drank our coffees and talked. Her tales of her "past" seemed a little unbelievable at times – they had obviously conditioned her mind with false memories to hide her true past. And it wasn't long before the truth came out, for about an hour later, Alicia started to complain of nausea. I went up to her and helped her to her feet. I took her into the kitchen and gave her some paracetamol. After a while, she calmed down and looked at me. The lights were slowing switching on in her head.

"I feel so, so , awful, like my head is spinning." she said holding her head.

This action triggered a reaction which I was half expecting.

"My hair! It's long! My hands, my nails! My VOICE!"
"Calm down." I said, pulling her into a hug. "Theres some mighty big explaining to do, and it's gonna start now."

So, it appeared that the drugs effect, along with all the suggestions, had worn off. Now Alicia's true mind was back – and it was struggling to come to terms with what had happened.

I explained everything that I knew concerning Matthews and what had happened to Alicia since they had first met. She went to a mirror and looked at herself.

"So, he turned me into a woman, a buxom nympho of a woman."

"I'm so sorry for you, but as far as I know, you're gonna have to get used to that reflection. I'm not happy about what they did to you, but you've still got a life, if you want it?"

"I cannot remember buying these clothes, growing my hair, anything. I'm now just a sex slave and.. oh what's the use?!" She held her head in her hands and broke down in tears.

I put my arm around her shoulder and consoled her.

"You are a beautiful woman now. Be thankful that he didn't make you look like a cheap tart. We've both been used by him and we both have reason to get even. Trust me, if we play our cards right, we can make him pay for his crimes against us."

"But I don't want to work for a sex craved bastard like him" she replied.

"At the moment, you don't have any choice, but just to be safe, take your coffee breaks in the canteen. You'll at least then won't be under his control then."

"But, won't he know that I'm not under the influence of the drug?"

"He might, though if you act as though you are, he might not. I think we can find ways around that." I said reassuringly. "And tomorrow, for it is the weekend, you have it to yourself, as do I. We can spend the days together. Welcome to the fairer sex, Alicia!"

With that, she looked more confidant.

"I suggest that you spend tonight here, as I'm pretty sure you've unwittingly spiked your own foods with hypno-drug, so that the effect will last the weekends." I added.

She smiled and said "You look awfully attractive. I think I might..."

With that, she pressed her lips against mine. I had pondered lesbian affairs in the past but had never tried for one. Here was my test, and I responded by kissing back. I passed my hands through her chestnut locks and she did likewise with my own red hair. We spent the night making love to each other. I hadn't enjoyed sex like this in years, even if this was my first lesbian encounter.

We slept in each others arms and woke looking at each other. This was of course, for Alicia, her "first" time after all her previous sexual encounters had been while under hypnosis. The smile on her face told me that all anxieties about being a woman were gone. For me, I had found someone I cared about and to love. The future for us, was planned. All that needed tending to was the present and a certain Mr Matthews.

Description
Part 2

My name is Kathy, I won't say any more there. I used to work for a Mr Matthews, as his PA before he decided to replace me with someone more capable of satisfying his sexual hunger. Now I work in accounts on the other side of the building, a demotion of sorts, but better in a way – no nympho boss asking for "favours". Yeah, he loves sex. I do to, but not to his degree. There was never anything between us, and thats what broke us apart. I was just determined to make sure my successor was not used in the same way I was, especially after I learned of the special treatments she was going to get, or should I say "he". You know now that I was aware that Alicia used to be male, and now was every bit a woman. There was nothing I could do to help her in that field – she would be Alicia forever more now. I was determined to break this hypnotic hold that Mr Matthews had over her.

Her life had been altered through deceit and I was keen to make sure her life wasn't ruined any further. After the talk with her in the canteen, I'd told her to take her own coffee into work but couldn't be sure on how much of a hold the hypno-drug had on her. Some of the suggestions made might contribute towards her continually taking it. There was also a chance she was taking some of the drug home with her. If that was so, and a good possibility, then I had to find out some how. The only thing was that she didn't seem to believe me to the fullest. The hypno-drug had been used well into making her believe that she had been born a woman.

I decided to ask her if I could accompany her back home. She agreed and let me in for coffee. I couldn't think where to start – the drugs, if any, could be anywhere. I decided to ask her where she obtained her food supplies from. She explained that she got everything from a supermarket down the road. I thought about this for a moment, then went for a different approach. I asked her where she had been for clothes and make up. She showed me a paper with the addresses of a salon and a clothes store. Alicia must have acquired some items while she was still male. Anyone might have questioned a man wanting the works in a ladies salon. But then Alicia explained that she had been given a card by Matthews to show the people at both places. It struck me – it was a set up. Both places were in on it. The question was whether they were themselves hypnotised or had been paid off by Matthews. I reckoned on the latter. Matthews is never short in the pocket and after what I've learned already, bribes are small fry in his book. I responded by asking her if we could both go round for a bit of retail threapy – to both of the places she had been to. Naturally, she said yes – they did their homework right, no woman turns down retail therapy.

We both entered the salon and were welcomed by the owner, who asked us what they could do for us. They seemed to pay more attention to Alicia, which made me suspicious. As we were both having our nails done, one asked us if we wanted drinks – I quickly answered no for both of us, which produced a dirty look from the assistant. Alicia turned to look at me, questioning my decision. I turned and whispered to her, making my suspicions known. The look on the assistants face had strengthened my concerns about the place – they were feeding her the drug in her drink.

We left having had our hair and nails done, but without complimentary drinks. Alicia voiced her concerns.

"What was that all about? I usually have a drink there." she snapped

"Well, I thought that they are on the boss's paybook, they are being payed to keep you topped up with that drug. No, I'm not going mad, but if getting you free means keeping you away from these places then so be it!" I said, finishing with hint of anger.

I had meant it, for surely, if the drug had to be readministered regulary, then the effects should wear off. The question was of course, how long before it did? If she wanted a drink, then she could have one at my place – at least there, the drink wouldn't be spiked.

So, the clothes shop went a miss (I promised to take her to another shop later in the week). Trust me, I was keen on more clothes, but it would have to wait. Now was the time to wait for the drug to wear off, and see if any of Alicia's original memories survived beneath the programming. If so, then she maybe in for a shock. We sat down in my lounge and drank our coffees and talked. Her tales of her "past" seemed a little unbelievable at times – they had obviously conditioned her mind with false memories to hide her true past. And it wasn't long before the truth came out, for about an hour later, Alicia started to complain of nausea. I went up to her and helped her to her feet. I took her into the kitchen and gave her some paracetamol. After a while, she calmed down and looked at me. The lights were slowing switching on in her head.

"I feel so, so , awful, like my head is spinning." she said holding her head.

This action triggered a reaction which I was half expecting.

"My hair! It's long! My hands, my nails! My VOICE!"
"Calm down." I said, pulling her into a hug. "Theres some mighty big explaining to do, and it's gonna start now."

So, it appeared that the drugs effect, along with all the suggestions, had worn off. Now Alicia's true mind was back – and it was struggling to come to terms with what had happened.

I explained everything that I knew concerning Matthews and what had happened to Alicia since they had first met. She went to a mirror and looked at herself.

"So, he turned me into a woman, a buxom nympho of a woman."

"I'm so sorry for you, but as far as I know, you're gonna have to get used to that reflection. I'm not happy about what they did to you, but you've still got a life, if you want it?"

"I cannot remember buying these clothes, growing my hair, anything. I'm now just a sex slave and.. oh what's the use?!" She held her head in her hands and broke down in tears.

I put my arm around her shoulder and consoled her.

"You are a beautiful woman now. Be thankful that he didn't make you look like a cheap tart. We've both been used by him and we both have reason to get even. Trust me, if we play our cards right, we can make him pay for his crimes against us."

"But I don't want to work for a sex craved bastard like him" she replied.

"At the moment, you don't have any choice, but just to be safe, take your coffee breaks in the canteen. You'll at least then won't be under his control then."

"But, won't he know that I'm not under the influence of the drug?"

"He might, though if you act as though you are, he might not. I think we can find ways around that." I said reassuringly. "And tomorrow, for it is the weekend, you have it to yourself, as do I. We can spend the days together. Welcome to the fairer sex, Alicia!"

With that, she looked more confidant.

"I suggest that you spend tonight here, as I'm pretty sure you've unwittingly spiked your own foods with hypno-drug, so that the effect will last the weekends." I added.

She smiled and said "You look awfully attractive. I think I might..."

With that, she pressed her lips against mine. I had pondered lesbian affairs in the past but had never tried for one. Here was my test, and I responded by kissing back. I passed my hands through her chestnut locks and she did likewise with my own red hair. We spent the night making love to each other. I hadn't enjoyed sex like this in years, even if this was my first lesbian encounter.

We slept in each others arms and woke looking at each other. This was of course, for Alicia, her "first" time after all her previous sexual encounters had been while under hypnosis. The smile on her face told me that all anxieties about being a woman were gone. For me, I had found someone I cared about and to love. The future for us, was planned. All that needed tending to was the present and a certain Mr Matthews.