After a college student purchases a brand new touchscreen cell phone, he is immediately contacted by a strange man with an interesting fetish. It seems that Brad didn't just sign himself up for a two-year service plan and unlimited minutes, but rather an agreement to obey the verbal instructions of an associate. Now, his body is changing, and the young man has to do what the voice tells him to.
Length: 16,900 words
This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes with erotic descriptions. Themes include gender transformations, mental corruption, mind control, and other perverted fantasies. For mature audiences only. All characters over 18 years old.
Excerpt:
"Well?" the man spoke after a bit of silence. "Have you gotten accustomed to them?"
Brad stopped near the closet once more and looked down at his feet. "Yes." It shouldn't have been so easy to walk in a pair of women's shoes with a moderate set of heels without previous experience, but he devoted no more than a passing thought to the occurrence and anxiously awaited for what the voice on the other end of the phone had to say to him next.
"In the chest you'll find a skimpy little skirt. I want you to put it on as well."
Brad groaned; it didn't take a big stretch of the imagination to see where this was going. First were the shoes, and with a whole case full of women's clothing, he easily knew what was going to happen next.
Teetering on his newly adorned pumps, the young man bent over and picked up the garment that the voice had specified. Calling it a skirt was rather modest, since it actually appeared to be nothing more than a thin strip of cloth with ruffled ends. It was of a pink and purple plaid design, and something Brad imagined seeing on a stripper rather than his own body. Nevertheless, he did not pause for very long, and began tugging the thing up his legs while trying not to tumble over sideways.