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I met him online
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And even though he was hundreds of miles away I knew I had to meet him I packed my things into a car and headed south towards Los Angeles I didnt know that it would be the last time I drove a car. That first night he was very quiet and softly spoken he knew what I wanted and he knew he would succeed in his wishes. He reassured me that I would be freer than ever before. I knew it too and it felt natural to start to call him dad. I slept with him for the first and only time unconstrained .. he entered my still tight hole and filled me with his cum. The next day he set out his plans for me as we awaited the arrival of a friend of his who would begin my transformation. I knew it would be hard but I knew I had to do it to accept it. He friend arrived with a range of strange looking metal rods and straps and bolts. I sat naked on a stool as the visitor measured me and pushed me into unnatural shape and positions he wrote the measurements down assiduously. He talked with my new dad and disappeared downstairs. I heard noises from the cellar. The visitor reappeared an hour later with some strange metal frames in his hands. I knew what they were and what they meant I stood as first a neck brace was fitted my neck took on an instant and unnatural twist. Then the second brace was fixed around my torso, forcing a slight stoop. Finally a third brace was fixed around my left leg making it impossible to straighten it out and twisting my ankle inwards. I was suddenly a cripple. But this was just the beginning. I knew that when I was allowed to stop wearing the braces the effect would be permanent But that was some time away. By the end of the day I was locked in a crippling metal framework from which there was no escape. As we prepared for bed I knew something would happen but I did not expect my Dad to call me to the bathroom. He stood behind me. I felt his fingers open my mouth and more metal being attached. I found my mouth being forced into a strange overbite, and my tongue being held down making talking difficult and heavy bracing around my head. I knew this was my dads aim .I was being turned into a cripple no-one else would want . He turned me around and I looked into his eyes. They were caring pools of blue. He smiled and began putting some rubber gloves on . He opened a jar of horrible smelling cream. He picked up glob and smeared my cheeks and nose with it. Immediately I felt a slight stinging sensation Dad smiled . and wrapped my face in a towel and put me to bed on my own I barely slept ..I was so uncomfortable, but finally sheer exhaustion hit me. Dad entered the room .and looking down at me trapped .good morning my poor little cripple he said He stood me up and helped me in to the bathroom. Dad unwrapped my face and as I turned I saw myself in the mirror for the first time now apart from all the metal framing me large red blotches disfigured my face, ugly and looking like acne. Now I knew the purpose of the cream as dad reapplied it and to more of my face Dad tightened the brace on my head making the overbite even more pronounced. Son, we have to make those teeth right dont we? I nodded agreement ..and your skin rash will need a lot of work! And your stoop is also a worry clearly you will need the braces for some time .. I knew what he meant. My body was being forced into a permanent stoop and with a limp. I knew I had no option and I knew this was only just the start To be continued ..... (I welcome feedback and comments or suggestons ...feel free to email me...Tiegel)
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