The head mistress took me from the shower room right away and had me dress in some sort of overall. Then she took me outside to a car and we drove for about half an hour. She had been on the phone all that time and when we reached, some nurse was waiting for us, and I was taken into what looked like a doctor's office. Before I knew it I was stripped naked again, and then strapped onto a gurney, with my legs in stirrups, like I was about to give birth.



When finally a doctor came in, a lot of talking took place, like I wasn't even there, until finally the doctor looked at me and asked me something. I had no clue what to say, if I could have, but the head mistress hit me in the arm, urging me to nod. Not wishing for anymore punishment I looked at the doctor and nodded.



Apparently that was enough, as he started collecting a series of tools, and moved a chair between my legs. Next thing I know it was like he froze my balls off, so cold it was there suddenly. Then I saw him with a huge syringe and I felt a pinch followed by fluids being injected into my body. I didn't feel much, thanks to the cold, then everything in my crotch area went numb.



I had no idea what happened down there. The doctor and nurse were talking in short grunts and every now and then I saw some bloody cotton balls being thrown in a trashcan. At some point they moved to my face with a strange looking device and there the pain became unbearable and I passed out.



I have no idea how long I was out, but when I came by again I was in pain all over my body. I was also still strapped down and naked. I could only look slightly down and saw bandages across my body, in areas where I felt severe pain. One such area was my chest and the bandage there was too far from my chest, like I still had the corset on with boobs sticking out. That's when it hit me.



It all had started when the other girls had seen my dick, tiny as it had been. And the doctor had injected me in exactly that area. And seeing breasts on my chest? Did they just want me to be like the other girls?



I slept on and off, until finally a nurse checked me out. She did talk to me, but I had no idea what she said, and my teeth were still locked together. Until I picked up the word for mirror, and I nodded my agreement.



She didn't release me, but she showed me my face. What I saw was a Japanese woman, eyes more slanted than possible with makeup, my lips contoured in seductive red, my face still white, but I could tell this was no longer the makeup that they put on my face earlier today. Or was it yesterday? She touched my face and said something about hair, a word I had picked up when there was a hairball in one of the bathtubs.



Her touch was smooth and oh so soft. I could only conclude that the machine they had used on my face somehow got rid of my facial hair. And they had used it all over my body.



She changed the bandage on my chest and my suspicion was confirmed. I had breasts. Not super big, but undeniable. And when she carefully touched my nipple it grew hard instantly and a moan escaped from my lips. These were no falsies, they must have implanted something under my skin. She squeezed both nipples now and the pleasure replaced the pain I had before. She laughed when she saw the smile appear on my face. The new bandage she put on was only covering the bottom of "my" breasts, leaving the nipples standing out.



Next she checked my crotch, removing the bandages there. She used the mirror to show me and my smile was replaced by horror. I don't know what scared me more. The fact that I was completely hairless there as well. Or what seemed like a pussy, where my dick used to be. My dick that was apparently bent down between my legs and sewed to my skin, where my scrotum used to be, making my dick nothing more than a peehole like a woman had. I could clearly see the stitches holding it all down before she had added clean bandages.



The "pussy" was some skin folded together and then tattooed to make it look like one. When she touched it I could feel the sensation but there was no penetration possible. Somehow that made me feel better. Perhaps things could be repaired again, once I was back home.



Then she did penetrate me. It felt like a rubber finger again in my rear, but it stayed inside me when she pulled away. I felt violated and aroused at the same time. What gave them the right to do this to me?



Then she bent over me and kissed my nipple. No she sucked it, with a slight touch of her teeth. It hardened immediately again at which she covered it with a little cap, which somehow kept the pressure on. Then she did the same to the other. She covered me now with a blanket and left me alone.



There was nothing I could do. I couldn't rub the feeling away. And the blanket now covering me kept that feeling going. Was I really that sensitive now. The answer came immediately as whatever she had inserted in my rear started vibrating. I couldn't move, I couldn't push it out, I couldn't stop it and I couldn't stop my body going hot.



If I was so hot, then why did goosebumps start to cover my whole body? Including my nipples, that had no room to grow from the bumps thanks to the caps, causing a pain that felt like a pinch. I moaned as that pain was exquisite, erotic, and shooting right back to the only spot in my body where sexual action took place. My rear.



I tried to control my mind to stop allowing my pinched nipples from giving me pleasure, but it was a lost cause. I ended up in a cycle where both stimulations where enhancing each other. The more pain in my nipples the more pleasure in my rear, and it was my body eventually breaking the cycle. I came.



I would have screamed if I could, but my muffled sound still rang in my ears. My orgasm rocked every nerve in my body, including in my nipples, and somehow that stopped the swelling and the pain and the link to my rear. I rode out the violence of my orgasm until the vibration stopped and my body finally relaxed again. One thing was clear though, whatever they'd done to my dick, it was not involved in any of this.



My body had used so much energy that I fell asleep in seconds. Only to be woken up when the vibration started again. With my mind still sleepy I had no chance in mentally breaking that same cycle, where my pinched nipples and vibrating rear soon rocked my body again.



I don't know how many times I came that night. At some point I didn't even wake up anymore and it started controlling my dreams. The nurse sucking my breast, then biting it, and my body rocked. Then it was Yuri biting and pinching and I came. The doctor. A guest in a hotel room. I came every time. Then my dreams changed, as the guest in the room pushed his dick in my rear, while pinching my nipples, and the added pressure made me come again. More guests took me, and even without touching my nipples I came. In my dreams I started pushing back, moaning, begging for more, squeezing their dicks with my rear muscles, until I felt them spray my insides. That's when finally the cycle stopped as I blacked out in my dream.



I heard them calling my name. Yoko. Yoko! It was Mistress' voice. Her voice was like music and I knew I had to listen. She wanted me to wake up, so I woke up. I opened my eyes and looked in her face and I smiled. I was home and safe. She kissed me softly on the lips and said, get up please, it's time for work. Get your uniform on. I could speak again and I said, yes Mistress. She smiled again and helped me get up.



I was in my room and fully naked. I briefly looked in the mirror and saw my whole body, my white face, my red lips, my slanted eyes, my black hair, my pussy lips and my generous breasts. My nipples were still covered by a small red cap, making them look enormous and a little ring was pierced through each nipple to make sure the cap wouldn't come off. I was completely hairless and thank goodness all bandages were gone. As was the pain.



Mistress helped me in my corset that shaped my body to perfection. Then I stepped into my uniform which was locked on me again. My boots seemed taller but I had no problem walking in them. As a matter of fact, it felt more comfortable that way. I proudly put my cap with my name on, and I was ready for work. Mistress however told me to bend over, which I did without a thought.



She pushed a finger in my rear as a reward, and moved slightly in and out. I could feel my nipples harden in their case, causing pain to shoot straight back to my pleasure point. In seconds the cycle back and forth completed and I came with a loud moan. Very well, Mistress said, good work and obedience will be rewarded. If a guest wants access to your rear, you will satisfy him or her in everything they ask for. Is that clear? I nodded, bowed, and said, yes Mistress, thank you Mistress.



I wondered if my voice had changed, now that I could talk again, but I decided it was like it always had been, sweet and girly, exactly as our guests expect from us maids.



Yuri was excited to see me back and soon we were cleaning together. Each our own room, then we'd check each other. I knew my room was perfectly clean and waited for her reward. She kissed me, on the mouth, her tongue entering my mouth deeply, now that my mouth piece was finally gone. It felt so good I was swooning. Until she started squeezing my nipple under my dress and in seconds I went on fire. There was no escape possible as her other hand was behind my head, and I came hard.



So, whatever they'd done to me, my body was like dynamite, ready to explode on any stimulation. I should be upset, but I was grateful. And it worked both ways as well. I checked Yuri's room and it was super clean. And when I told her to bend over, she complied right away. I fed my rubber covered finger into her rear, and she moaned softly as her ass pushed back at me. I added more fingers and it was like her hole opened up and my whole hand slid in.



I couldn't believe it! My whole hand was in her and any finger I wriggled around made her moan. She kept pushing back and my hand went in deeper. She came hard when I was almost elbow deep in her and I hung on until she finally stopped moving and moaning. I slowly pulled back out, as her muscles tried to keep me in. A loud plop when my hand came out, left her with a gaping hole. I pulled her panties back in place and she straightened up. Oh Yoko, she said, I think I'm in love.



I still don't know how it was possible that I understood so much more than just the words for all furniture and bathroom items. And when I replied, I love you too, I knew it was perfect Japanese, and it was true as well.



Each clean room meant a sexual reward, and I realized there was not even a paddle in sight anymore, as we were incapable of not doing a perfect job. I came at least three more times before lunch, then enjoyed the solid food, as I was ravaging. I had no problem eating with chopsticks, I simply accepted the cultural change that I had gone through.



After the afternoon shift I was finally accepted in the showers. I was just a girl like the rest, and they all hugged me, pleased to have me. Afterwards Yuri took me to her room, where there was a bigger bed and room for two, and she said I lived with her now. I had no problem with that.



Yuri was clearly more dominant than me. No, let me rephrase that, I was much more submissive than her. So we fit well together. She gave me a sexy nighty to wear, as she strapped on a dildo, that went on one side straight into her pussy. She had me sit on all fours, lubed me with her finger, then slowly pushed inside me.



For someone who cums already when you push a few fingers in me, the fake dick was like a fuck machine. It moved inside me and took me over the edge in seconds. When she leaned over me and started playing with my nipples, my body went in overload. I could not stop cumming and cried out into the pillow. You are mine now, Yuri said, tell me that you're mine.



I had trouble understanding what she said, not the language, not the meaning, but every brain cell was in extacy. For a moment she slowed down, giving me a break and I pulled in air. Tell me you are mine now, she kept saying, and since I wanted her to continue, I said, yes, I'm yours now. Please fuck me! But she went on, we will get married and you will be my wife. Do you agree? What would you say when your dream comes true, I love her and she loves me, so I confirmed, yes, I do, I will be your wife. Please fuck your wife!



But it was not enough, she needed one more confirmation. As my wife you will obey me, at all times, until death do us part. Do you agree? Yes, I shouted now, just fuck me, and I will obey you for life!



Relief washed over me as she continued pounding me. I came so hard now, all went black as my eyes rolled back. Then I passed out, as I felt her cum fill me.



When I woke up it was dark and I could still feel her in me. Her breasts pressed in my back as she completely spooned me. I was her fiance now, it hit me, and it simply felt perfect. Her arm around me protected me, her love overwhelmed me. I wiggled my butt a bit and was rewarded with a small orgasm, and fell asleep again happily.



The next day there was a small ceremony. A civil servant showed me the papers about my marriage with Yuri. I couldn't read in Japanese yet, but she basically asked for confirmation that I wanted to be Yuri's wife. I confirmed with a simple Yes, then I confirmed I would obey Yuri for the rest of my life. Likewise Yuri confirmed she took me as her wife, and that she would take care of me until death would part us. When Yuri said yes, I felt a warmth filling my whole body. There was no ring, but she had a necklace for me, that fit smoothly around my neck. They asked me to close the band as a token of my lifelong commitment, and I simply closed the band until it clicked. Then it was declared I was now property to Yuri, and she kissed me deep. It must be a different word for wife in Japanese, I figured, and I kissed her back with all I had.



Our honeymoon was three days and nights in a guestroom. It was wonderful! Yuri had a few sexy numbers for me to wear, then she'd fuck me hard. She wanted to fuck my mouth as well, at which I first protested, because I didn't really wanted that. But she pointed out firmly that I promised to obey her, so I gave in. I gagged a bit in the beginning but then it started feeling better, just like she had promised.



Another request was that I become fully Japanese, and forget I ever spoke English. She wanted it to be a totally foreign language for me. That was a scary thought, but she gave me a special drink, and then put me in some virtual reality device. It were intense Japanese lessons, during which pictures were shown of everyday items with the word in Japanese next to it and the sound of the word in my ears.



There were all kind of variations to make sure I'd remember. If I saw the word, or heard it, I had to point at the correct picture. I always had to pronounce it as well. I was rewarded by a nice tickle in my rear, thanks to a part of the VR chair that was shoved in. A mistake would bring me pain, and I quickly learned the right answer, just so I would enjoy the experience.



Every now and then the American word for the picture would be displayed, and it resulted in tremendous pain. The only way to stop it was yell the correct word in Japanese and simply stop recognizing the odd language. After many hours the letters from that unknown alphabet didn't mean a thing to me anymore and my brain had truly switched over to thinking in Japanese.



It got more intense and faster, now with sentences, questions and answers. Every mistake was punished and the only way to keep up was give in and do everything right. At some point the word property was discussed and I saw a picture of a white faced woman like myself with a metal band around her neck. Other pictures showed cats, dogs and plants. My reality started sinking in, yet I was proud to be a property, as the VR wanted me to be.



I also had to go through an extremely painful procedure. I had to stick my hands into an very hot black goo, all the way to my elbows. It literally burnt away my skin, to be replaced by permanent latex gloves when the goo dried. I no longer had fingerprints and the VR made it clear I had no more rights than any animal. I had no longer any form of identification, nor any special markings that could identify my body.



After my honeymoon I was sent out for a final surgery session, during which all my teeth were removed and my gums were reconstructed into a pussy-like void. Whatever was left of my manhood was also removed and replaced by a fully functioning vagina. When that was all healed I was conditioned to enjoy all touches inside any of my holes, and soon I was in a state of permanent orgasm, as Yuri kept fucking me or filling me up with vibrating toys. She also had me serve hotel guests, who soon paid large sums of money to have their way with me. I enjoyed every second of it.



My carry-on eventually made it back to me, after more than a year. I didn't recognize any of the weird western clothing in there, and I was happy that Yuri threw it out. She had hoped that there was some money in there still, but it was clear that somewhere along the lines that money had disappeared. I could care less. My life was simple now. I cleaned as a maid still during the day, fucked any guest that paid Yuri, then at night was fucked by Yuri herself. I knew that as long as I kept her happy, she would not sell me.