The Replacement Mother

WARNING: There are some scenes in this story of women being abused by their husband/father, but not in the way that you would think. I do NOT condone this type of abuse in ANY circumstances; also, all ‘characters’ are over 18.

Gina and her daughter Gemma had just moved into their new ‘place’. They’d had to leave their old one because her husband had got abusive. They had thought they were safe…

It was Gina that found out first how wrong they were…

Gemma had been having a sleepover and Gina was having a quiet night in. She suddenly realised she was getting a lot sleepier than she realised. She didn’t know it, but she’d been drugged…

She awoke sitting on a stool, naked, gagged and her hands bound behind her back. She was in a tiny room, at least that’s what it felt like at first. Looking around, she suddenly realised where she was.

She was in the built-in wardrobe in her bedroom! She quickly tried to get out of the wardrobe, but two things stopped her; the cord between the collar round her neck and the wall, and what felt like a solid transparent wall across the front of the wardrobe.

Whimpering, Gina struggled, but she got nowhere. The cord was just long enough to allow her to push against the ‘wall’, but this only served to prove even more how helpless she was.

She sat back down on the stool, sobbing.

She was still sitting there when the bedroom door creaked open. Gemma walked in.

“Mum? Are you there?”

Frantically, Gina clambered to her feet and pressed herself against the ‘wall’, moaning into her gag. She bounced on the wall hard, frantically trying to attract her daughter’s attention.

“Out here, sweetie, in the kitchen.” That couldn’t be…

She would have gasped, if she could, as ‘she’ walked into the room. She could have been looking at herself in a mirror…

Her own face stared back at her.

“Hi, mum”, said Gemma, kissing the other Gina.

“No! That’s not me!” Gina whimpered into her gag, still fighting to get her daughter’s attention. “I’m in here! Help me!”

To her horror, the other Gina put her arm around Gemma and steered her out of the room. She looked over at the wardrobe and smiled as she did so, knowing that the real Gina was watching helplessly…

Gina screamed into her gag as they shut the door…

Gina was left alone in her ‘cell’ until it was dark outside.

The other Gina then walked into the room alone and opened the doors of the wardrobe. Gina flinched as the cold air hit her, then felt the other woman’s hands on her breasts…

“Always thought you had a beautiful body”, The faux Gina said. “Let’s see if you’re still as good in bed as you used to be…”

She unlocked the cord from Gina’s collar and lifted her out of the wardrobe.

Gina immediately struggled out of her grip and ran for the door…

It was firmly locked. She hammered on it, but nothing happened.

“Gemma’s out for the evening, so she can’t help you”, the other Gina said. “I’ve soundproofed the room, by the way, so make as much noise as you like…”

Gina was soon overcome and strapped down spreadeagled on the bed, whimpering into her gag. The other Gina was a lot stronger than her…

The other Gina then pressed on her vagina in a certain way. It unlocked and slid to one side, exposing a male set of genitalia, with an obvious erection.

“Damn, that feels good!”, ‘Gina’ said. “I’ve been wanting to let my dick have fun ever since I caught you.”

The other Gina was obviously really male; in terror, Gina suddenly realised who it was…

She screamed into her gag and fought to get free as the other Gina, her husband in a bodysuit, screwed the daylights out of her…

Her husband took his time; Gemma wasn’t going to be back until late.

“Hope you’re enjoying this”, ‘she’ said to Gina. “It’s the last you’re going to be getting for a while. Your new role won’t allow sex.”

When ‘she’ had finished with Gina, ‘she’ gave her an injection. For Gina, everything faded to black…

The faux Gina, now obviously Gina’s husband, smiled.

“This is going to be fun. Also, I wonder what Gemma’s reaction is going to be when her mother starts coming on to her…!”

He closed up the panel and covered his penis back behind the fake vagina. He didn’t want to scare Gemma too quickly…

He then slid a case out from under the bed. In it was a dark-skinned bodysuit, a maid’s uniform, some undergarments and a hijab, as well as a metal collar with a name tag on it, ‘Natalie’.

Stripping the unconscious Gina completely naked, he removed all of her hair, including on her head, then superglued her mouth shut, after fitting a tiny tube.

He then spent the next 15-20 minutes lubing her up and fitting her into the bodysuit, then gluing a short afro wig on top. ‘Natalie’ was then lying on the bed.

There was a click as he locked the collar onto her, then he dressed her, finishing her off by fitting the hijab.

He then sat back and waited for Natalie to wake up…

With a groan, Gina awoke. What had that bastard done to her now…?

She looked at her dark-skinned hands, and tried to scream…

She then spent the next few minutes trying to get her mouth open, moaning loudly.

“Right, I’ve had enough of that”, the faux Gina said. “Now you have worked out you can’t speak anymore, get out there and start cleaning the kitchen. If you don’t do exactly what I say, think about your daughter.”

Gina shivered. She knew exactly what her husband was capable of. It was why they had tried to leave him. Sadly, she headed out to the kitchen and started cleaning up.

Shortly after, Gemma got back from her friends, where she had been studying.

“Hi Mum.”, she said, as she saw ‘Gina’ in the lounge on the sofa. Then she heard noises from the kitchen…

She looked round the door.

“Oh, who’s that, mum?”, she asked, surprised.

“My works is going to need me in more often”, ‘Gina’ said, “so I’ve sort of hired a maid/nanny; actually, I’m helping her out. I knew Natalie from when I worked overseas, and she’s stuck without a place to live at the moment, so I said she could stay here. I’ve set up the spare bed in my room for her.”

Gemma went out to introduce herself to Natalie.

“Oh, forgot to tell you”, ‘Gina’ said, “she can’t speak, due to an accident as a child, but she does understand English.”

Gemma was a little shocked but still managed to make friends with Natalie.

“Ok, I’m heading for bed”, she said. “Night, mum.”

Gemma went into her room and shut the door. Shortly, the light went out under the door.

‘Gina’ went into the kitchen and stood over Natalie.

“Remember; if you say anything, or do anything except what I tell you to do, she’ll never know what hit her…”

Natalie nodded, whimpering quietly…

When ‘Gina’ went to bed, Natalie had to go too. ‘Gina’ fastened a transparent belt round her waist, then locked it to the bed. She also fitted Natalie with a nappy.

“No toilet breaks during the night”, ‘she’ said. “I’m not taking any chances with you. Also, if you’re thinking of causing any trouble, that collar you’re wearing can put out quite powerful shocks.”

The pair then settled down to sleep; ‘Gina’ slept well and Natalie just stared at the ceiling most of the night, too scared to sleep comfortably. She dropped off, exhausted, about 2am.

Next morning, ‘Gina’ unlocked Natalie.

“You can have the bathroom first”, ‘she’ said, “I want breakfast in bed.”

Gemma also woke up when she smelled the bacon cooking; unlike ‘Gina’, she went into the kitchen and helped Natalie get breakfast.

“Wow, you’ve learned this kitchen quickly!”, she said. “You seem to be able to find anything and put things back in the right place.”

Natalie just nodded, then carried on getting breakfast. In her mind, she was praying that Gemma would make the right connections in her head; but why should she?

After they all had had breakfast (Natalie had hers from a bottle with a straw) Gemma headed off to university.

‘Gina’ came into the kitchen and put ‘her’ arms round Natalie.

“Leave the washing up for a minute, I’m bored…”

Natalie just whimpered quietly…

Sex was just as rough as it had been the night before. Natalie was amazed she could still feel everything through the bodysuit.

Eventually, ‘Gina’ rolled off of her.

“Make yourself useful, you whore”, ‘she’ said. “Get my dinner ready.”

Natalie quickly put her uniform back on and slinked off to the kitchen, crying quietly…

‘Gina’ was perfectly behaved around Gemma, to start with.

Then she started to get bored with Natalie…

Gemma was spending an evening in, when ‘Gina’ came and sat next to her.

She snuggled up against what she thought was her mother, still having not noticed anything wrong.

Then ‘Gina’ put her hand between her legs…

She went to jump up, but ‘Gina’ held her down.

“I bought a new toy online”, ‘she’ said. “I was going to use it, but I thought you might like to try it first. After all, you’re sexually active now, but you haven’t had any for a while if you’ve been truthful with me…”

“Mum! I haven’t! But why…”

Gemma gasped as ‘Gina’ pushed the vibrator into her and turned it on.

“What the fuck!”

“Come on, love, you know you want it…”

Gemma squirmed, but ‘Gina’ easily held her down. ‘She’ then kissed her.

Gemma was going redder and redder and she’d started moaning. She couldn’t understand by what appeared to be her mother trying to have sex with her, but at the same time it was really turning her on. Gemma arched her back, moaning…

“You dirty little slut! You’re enjoying this…!”, said ‘Gina’.

It was all too much for Natalie.

She came storming into the front room, grabbed ‘Gina’, and threw ‘her’ across the room. There was a horrendous crash as ‘Gina’ hit the opposite wall and slid down, unconscious.

Natalie just gathered up the struggling Gemma and they both raced from the flat…

Gemma was trying to get free from Natalie’s grip.

“Get off me! Let me go! What have you done to my mum!?”

Then she looked closely at Natalie’s hands…

The bodysuit had been damaged where she had struggled with ‘Gina’.

A ‘cut’ was showing light skin below dark…

In the Garage, using a knife, Gemma’s real mother (Gina) managed to cut a chunk off the thumb of the bodysuit. She could then start the smart car that the family had.

“Welcome, Gina”, the car said…

Gemma stared at Natalie in shock.

“Mum…?”

Natalie just nodded…

The drive to the hospital took ten minutes.

By then, Natalie was getting very weak, as the suit was stopping her from breathing properly when really exerting herself.

She motioned for a pen and paper at reception, Gemma helping her.

My daughter is being abused by my husband, as am I. I’ve been sealed in this bodysuit, and my mouth is sealed shut. Get me the hell out of this!

She showed people her hand so they could see she was being serious…

Gemma stayed by her throughout.

After a lot of work, Gina was freed from the bodysuit, and her mouth was unsealed.

First thing she did was to warn them about ‘another version of her’ that was after them.

“My husband is wearing a bodysuit version of me”, she said. “He even sounds like me. He’s raped me; he was trying to rape my daughter, that’s when I attacked him and we escaped.”

By then, the police had arrived; one of the nurses had called them at the first mention of abuse. They had the full story, as well as the evidence of the remains of the Natalie bodysuit and the before and after photographs of Gina.

Gina’s husband was actually arrested in reception as Gina, trying to convince people that a manic had kidnapped ‘her’ daughter. He got a prison sentence. Ironically, He got sent to a men’s prison still wearing the Gina bodysuit, as he had permanently glued himself into it by using glue by mistake instead of lube. It made for very interesting times for him in prison…!