Benny had checked in on her by phone each day insuring she was OK. Her next series of tests with Doc. had been rescheduled for this afternoon. She still did not know what to make of Benny’s ominous warning about today’s test being more difficult than enduring Mistress Ellen. She sat drinking coffee contemplating all this while she waited for the oxytocin spray to take effect before starting her breast pumping regiment for the day.

After finishing expressing all of her available Mother’s milk and carefully storing it in the freezer Margie took a quick shower and dressed. This being a Friday she had her last morning appointment with Elaine for a laser hair removal treatment for this week. Tomorrow she’d have most of the day to herself. “It’s about time I got out and had a little social life on my own.” expressing her thoughts out loud to the empty room. Margie dressed and was off to beauty saloon for her laser hair removal appointment.

Elaine and Margie engaged in small talk as Elaine carefully worked on the back of Margie’s legs. “I feel like I really need to get out and have a little fun, maybe meet some new people, but I’m not sure where it would be safe for me to go alone.” Margie confided.

“Being married and with the kids, we don’t get out at all.” Elaine lamented. But, some of the girls, like you, that I worked on in the past talked about a place.” Elaine shared, then paused trying to remember the details. “It’s down on 23rd I think. The Two Faces of Eve was its name and it catered to the Gay and Transgender community. That might be a place to start?”

“I think I’ve been by there? Is that the one, that is set back off the street with the mirrored glass windows and the purple and pink trim?” Margie speaking as she conjured an image in her head.

Elaine agrees “Yes, I think we’re talking about the same place. I’ve never been there but last year all the talk was about what a fun place it was.”

“Thanks, I think I’ll give it a try this weekend.” Margie grateful for the advise.

Elaine finished up applying the cooling gel to the back of Margie’s legs and Margie bounced up, happy with the days events thus far, quickly dressed and after a brief goodbye headed for home.

Margie prepared herself a salad for a light lunch and took her afternoon regiment of pills. She sprayed her nose with the oxytocin and sat drinking a glass of un-sweeten ice tea while she waited the three minutes before starting up the breast pump. As the pump worked to drain the precious milk from her body, Margie thought maybe it was time to ask Doc. about breast augmentation. Her breast had grown ample enough to fill a B-cup almost to over flowing but she felt with her height and size she’d be so much more attractive if she could be at least a full D-cup. Lately, it seemed that Doc.’s drug regiment had failed to stimulate any more breast growth. The twenty minutes of pumping complete, Margie transferred the milk to a plastic sleeve and stored it in the freezer, before cleaning up her kitchen.

Margie checked the time and knew she needed to get busy so she would not be late for her appointment with Doc. First a quick shower, then she carefully dusted with her rose fragrance powder before slipping into a silk robe. She carefully made up her face, taking time to get just the right look. Margie wonders to herself “Why do I spend so much time preparing for these visits to Doc.’s office. Doc. seems to barely notice how I look and seldom sees me when I’m dressed? When he does look I want him to see me at my best” was her only answer.

Everything laid out on the bed was black: bra, panty, waist cincher, hose, shiny blouse and short skirt. Margie liked her skirts and dresses short. She thought her legs, at least for now were her best feature. After dressing Margie slipped into a pair of black shoes with four inch heels. She pulled down a matching shoulder bag and transferred the contents of the bag she had used that morning. After loading the frozen milk and a quick check of her appearance in the full length mirror she left home for Doc.’s Office.

As Margie walked from the parking lot to the clinic, near by construction workers stopped their work on a building expansion across the way to voice their appreciation of Margie, with several wolf whistles and calls offering to perform or receive oral sexual acts with and from her. Margie blushed, embarrassed to be the center of attention, but enjoying the reaffirmation that she looked very feminine and sexy.

The waiting room of Doc.’s office was empty, with the exception of Benny leaning against the receptionist desk waiting for Margie’s arrival. Margie assumed she must be the last appointment of the day. Benny led her back to the exam room and perform his routine checks of her vital signs, no need for another blood draw today.

“While I prepare things for the test, you should go ahead and undress” Benny spoke as he handed Margie a plastic hanger for her clothes. “Today test requires you be completely naked, jewelry, too.”

After finishing undressing, Margie peeked over to see what Benny was arranging on the lab stand next to the examining table. There were two large rolls, maybe over a foot long and very thick, of clear plastic, several small, less than two inches long, silver egg shaped bullets with wires coming out of them. Margie recognized those as vibrators, she had seen similar ones on many different sex toys. A pink anal plug that looked to be six inches long and three or four inches at its widest point, it also had a wire coming out of it. All the wires had similar plugs at the end, reminding Margie of her stereo headset plug. There was a complicated looking black box with lots of switches, knobs and dials she did not recognize. A roll of surgical tape and a scalpel, all neatly laid out on the gleaming stainless steel stand.

A knock on the door startled Margie. It was just Doc. announcing his entry into the exam room. “Hello Margie” Doc. greeted. “You look fully recovered from your last visit with us. How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine, don’t know when I’ve felt better.” Margie replied.

“That’s wonderful, are you ready to begin?” Doc. asked.

“I’m not sure, looking at all Benny has laid out here.” Margie confessed.

“There are so many items because of the complex nature of today’s test. We are going to try some pin point pattern stimulation while at the same time experiencing sensory isolation by mummification wrap in plastic.” Doc. explained. “It should bring you a range of emotional and physical stimulation that can have a very, very strong result. Possibly a stronger release than you’ve ever experienced.”

“OK, you’re the doctor.” Margie submitting to Doc’s will.

Doc surveyed the items on the table and then scolded Benny, “You’ve forgotten the bandage scissors, the nose airway and boxing tape, Benny.

“Sorry, Doctor. I’ll get those items, straight away.” Benny begging forgiveness as he hurriedly left the room.

“Margie this procedure should take some time. Would you like to go to the bathroom before we begin?” Doc. asked.

“Yes, thank you” Margie disappeared into the adjoining bathroom.

Preparing for the first step while he waited, Doc. put on his latex gloves and opened a drawer in the cabinet selecting a large tube of sterile lube as he waited.

Benny and Margie returned to the exam room almost simultaneously entering through the different doors.

“Ah, now we are ready to begin” Doc announced. “Margie I need you to bend over her at the end of the exam table.”

With Doc. standing there holding the large pink anal plug coated in shiny clear lube, Margie knew what would be happening next. After Margie was in position Doc. carefully parted the mounds of flesh with one hand while the other skillfully guided the point of the pink silicone wedge into place. With a slow pumping strokes he eased the plug deeper and deeper until once passed it widest point, it slipped into place sealed in by the closing ring of flesh. Doc carefully directed the remaining wire lead down between Margie’s legs.

“Now I need you to turn around and stand with your legs apart” Doc instructed Margie.

Margie turned and spread her legs, her new wire tail dangling between her legs. Doc. pulled her last vestige of her former manhood from between her legs. He took a silver vibrator from Benny and placed it in the center of the empty scrotum carefully folding the loose skin around it before securing the package with surgical tape. Doc. then stretched her flaccid penis up against her abdomen, pulling it straight up to just below her navel and holding it in place with several more strips of tape. He then placed the next vibrator at the base of the gland where the shaft flows into the head securing the package with surgical tape.

Now standing in front of Margie, Doc. carefully lifted her right breast and secured the next silver vibrator at the edge of her areola just below the nipple. It took several tries to properly secure it exactly where Doc. wanted, before he repeated the process on her left breast. Doc. stepped back, checking his work, insuring none of the wires were tangled and that they all hung straight and free.

“Now we are ready to begin the actual wrapping.” Doc announced. “A little more light Benny, please.” Doc. requested.

Benny turned on the lights which included the hidden camera and microphone and carefully positioned it for Doc. and their Internet audience. Next Benny handed Doc. one of the large rolls of pallet wrap as Doc knelt at Margie feet. Doc. started at Margie’s ankle, slowly stretching the plastic around as Benny held the edge in place. After one pass the wrap grabbed onto itself and clung tightly to Margie’s skin. Doc. made two more passes around Margie’s lower leg to anchor the plastic, before starting up the leg with overlapping passes of thin but strong plastic. Once at the top of her thigh, he passed the roll of plastic between her legs and pulled the sheet up her anal cleft as Benny held the vibrator wires out of the way. Two times around her waist to anchor the top. The sharp scalpel cut the roll free in a single stroke. Doc. repeated the process on Margie’s other leg.

“Now we ready to move on to the upper body” Doc. stated confident in his work. “Take a deep breath and hold it.” Doc. order Margie.

Benny held the end of the plastic sheet on Margie’s back at the shoulder blade as Doc. passed the roll around Margie’s chest. The plastic bound Margie’s breast pushing them almost flat, looking like large saucers through the film. Once the first ring around Margie’s chest was complete Benny moved to the front to tend the wires running to the vibrators secured to her breasts as Doc wrapped lower and lower. Once he felt the angle was right he turned the wrap up and passed it over Margie’s shoulder and down her back then around her waist and back up over the opposite shoulder making a plastic X across her chest. Another slash of the scalpel cleaved the roll free.

Doc. started the next wrap under Margie’s arm working his way down until he encased the fingers of her hand. By pulling the wrap around her hips he anchored her hand against her body. He repeated the process on her remaining free arm.

Margie was now incased in plastic from her ankles to her shoulders. It felt like her whole body was in a tight girdle. Already she could feel the heat building under the non breathing web that held her. Benny slipped the nose airway over her head, inserting the tubes into her nostrils and checking to insure free air flow through them.

“It’s time to start the final overall wrap, put your legs together.” Doc. commanded.”You will have trouble keeping your balance” Doc warned. “Don’t worry Benny will help to make sure you don’t fall.” he assured her.

With Benny bracing her at the shoulders, Doc, began at her ankles tightly binding her legs together as he wound the plastic around and around, scaling it way up Margie body . Once Doc. reached her hands, already secured to her side he stopped. “Benny, let’s put some rolled towels in the gaps between her arms and body to relieve the strain on the joints at the elbow. Benny quickly disappeared into the adjoining bathroom returning with towels he rolled as he walked. Once the towels were properly positioned, to Doc.’s satisfaction, he resumed wrapping his way up, like a spider encasing the poor fly in its white silk funeral gown. Benny watched the wires and kept them free from entanglement as he steadied Margie’s body rigid in its case.

As Doc. reached the tops of Margie’s shoulders only her head and neck remained visible. A quick slash with the scalpel freed the roll of plastic from Margie’s shoulder. As Benny held the end of the plastic sheet at the crown of Margie’s head Doc. passed the roll over her ear and beneath her chin and up the opposite side of her head. As the edge of the plastic bent around cupping her chin Doc stretch the plastic tight holding Margie’s mouth shut. Layer after layer covered the front of her face and crawl down the back the back of her head, Margie watched the film cover her nose and then pass over her eyes, making the room seem covered in blue haze. After several more turns, she could only see light and shadows. If not for the airway in her nose she would be in desperate straights. Doc. finished with the pallet wrap and stepped back to inspect his work. Only Margie’s pink feet peeked out at the bottom of the blue grey cocoon.

Doc. took the roll of box tape and began reenforcing his work. The sticky tape screeched its disapproval as he pulled a long strip free from the roll. The tape seem to reach out and grab the plastic as Doc. applied several turns around Margie’s ankles to start. He had to keep the tape pulled taunt to prevent it from sticky to itself are grabbing the wrong area. After binding the ankles he wrapped tape around the knees and then over the hands at the hips. He finished by wrapping the tape around the neck then up and over the head and around the chin several more times.

“We’re going to move you to the exam table now” Doc. speaking slowly and distinctly to the faceless plastic body.

Cradling her head and supporting her back and neck Doc. and Benny lifted Margie and slide her onto the examining table. Rolling her on her side to recover the wire in the back and then back to flat on her back checking all the wires and ensuring her airway tubes were clear.

As Benny busily connected each of the plugs into it mating socket on the side of the black box, resting on the cart now pulled alongside the exam table, Doc. amused himself at Margie’s feet. Lightly tracing his finger up and down the soles of Margie’s feet, watching them wiggle and jerk as they tried to escape their tormentor. The muffled laughs, protests, and begging for him to stop only encouraged Doc. to do more.

“We’re ready here” Benny interrupted Doc.’s play with Margie’s feet.

“Come support the legs, while I finish wrapping the feet.” Doc. order.

Dutifully, Benny raise and held Margie’s legs as Doc. wrapped several layer of plastic around each foot separately before wrapping her feet together with several passes working back up to the ankles. Doc. completed the wrapping with several turns of boxing tape, just to be sure.

Doc. called for “Earphones and music, please.”

Benny placed a stereo headset over the plastic where Margie’s ears should be and turned on the music. The soft chamber music was a little distorted and muffled by the plastic but affective in cutting off all sounds in the room from Margie’s hearing.

Doc. began explaining the procedure to his intently watching Internet audience. “This electronic box allows me to control all the vibrators positioned on the subject. I can adjust the off and on duration, the operating frequency, and the intensity. We’ll begin with a stepping one at a time, giving a one second burst at the lowest frequency and lowest intensity.”

Doc. flips a switch and watches as the lights and dials on the electronic box, as it initiates the settings. Margie feels a brief low rumble in her rectum. Then nothing. Now it back, this time in the scrotum. Then nothing. It moves up to the head of the penis and disappears. First the right breast for just a second then a pause before the sensation moves to left.

“Keeping the same settings, I’ll now increase the intensity” Doc. explains as he turns up one of the dials on the box.

Margie feels a stronger repetition as the vibrators step through their programed sequence. She strains to see what is going on in the room but there are so many layers of plastic over her eyes she can only see the filtered light dimmed by an occasional passing shadow. The music in her ears blots out all other sounds. She felt the hot moist heat of her own body unable to escape the bearer of her un-breathing plastic cocoon.

“Our past experiences indicate the body in general, responds best to the deep penetration of vibrators that are lower in frequency with the exception of the genital area which receives greater stimulation when the frequency is higher” Doc explains. “I will now adjust the vibrators located on the scrotum and head of the penis for a much faster vibration.” Doc narrates as he turns the knobs.

Margie feels the difference immediately as the vibrators shift from a pulsing to a buzz against her most sensitive flesh

“The microprocessor in this machine allows many variations in the sequence each vibrator can be activated, I’ll now activate the random mode of operation with a one second interval.” Doc. describes the adjustments he is making, to those watching

Margie feels the vibrators as they dance from one place to the next. First a tickle here then a deep rumble there, back and forth, up and down they go, teasing her with just a taste of what they can do.

Doc. continues his narration for his Internet viewing audience. “As most of you know we have been able to induce lactation in this subject. I’ll now try to stimulate let down and see if we can establish a steady flow of mother’s milk.” Doc. twisted the control knobs for the breast vibrators to maximum intensity and set them to pulse every second.

Margie felt the strong pulses beating deep into her breast as the soft mound of flesh began to move, jiggling in sync with each rumbling pulse. Her nipples swelled and pressed up pushing against their plastic capture. She felt the hot white liquid as it began to flow, trickling down the narrow passages it found in the seams of the stretched wrap.

“I can see the milk pooling against the plastic” Benny announced his discovery excitedly.

“We’ll just leave that setting as it is and continue by raising the intensity of the anal plug to maximum and continuous operation” Doc. carefully watching the dials and lights as he made the necessary adjustments to the control on his electronic black box.

Margie felt the anal vibrator come to life as it vigorously pummeled her prostate. She felt the surgical tape as it pinched trying to contain the skin of her captive swelling penis as it pushed it way up her abdomen held fast against her by tape and wrap. A moan she could not hear escaped through her almost sealed lips as her body tried to twist inside its confines.

Doc. watching with a smile on his face, enjoyed hearing the small moans escaping and the smothered attempts at movement coming from the tormented almost female mummy encased in plastic. He could hold her at this point for hours without tiring but he knew his audience would not wait much longer for the finale.

“Our final setting will be to increase the two vibrators, located on the genitals, to maximum intensity.” Doc. describing the new settings on the electronic box just before they go in to affect.

Margie feels the intensity jump as the two vibrator are kicked up to their maximum. Like electricity, the intense tingling runs down her now rock hard flesh as if the thick distended blue veins were copper wire, driving the internal building pressure toward explosion. Then the eruption begins. Over and over her organ bucks beneath the plastic wrap spraying hot thick heavy goo against the plastic. The vibrators ignore the pool of hot juices now running down between Margie’s legs and continue to urge forth even more. Waves of warmth and passion wash over her body, as spastic spasms try to move her twitching body inside the confines of its plastic cocoon. Margie can not believe she is still cumming, as rope after rope of seminal fluid continues to pulse through her stiff bucking hose of flesh.

Doc. observes with glee, as his subject’s out of control body, jerks and heaves with such intensity that she is physical moving around on exam table, like a wobbling plastic saucer dropped on the counter, despite the confines of the wrap and tape. The room fills with muffled moans slipping from beneath the plastic. The pools of milk and seminal fluid are easily seen as they press for freedom against the captive walls.

The tidal wave of pleasure that had wash over Margie begins to subside as she become aware of a change. The small vibrators driven to their maximum by the powerful signal from the electronic box begin to reach their limits. Along with the deep penetrating rumble the small silver bullets now also deliver heat. Heat that can not escape the plastic wrap and grows in its intensity as the small motors approach their melt down. The sensitive dark pink flesh of Margie’s areola feel as if it is being held close, to close, to a hot lamp. The genital vibrators, last to be turned to max, are starting to heat up. Only the thick walls of the anal plug protect Margie’s rectum from its vibrator’s heat.

At last, Doc. realizes that the calls and movement of his subject are no longer a reaction to the pleasure of intense stimulation but cries of distress and he shuts down his black box of torment. He signals Benny to shut down the music and remove the headset covering Margie’s ears.

Doc. silently mouths the words to Benny, “Follow my lead”, before speaking for Margie’s benefit “Benny, that’s a wrap on this test. It’s Miller time.” Doc, motions Benny to come as he moves to the exam room door. Doc. opens the door and turns off the room lights. Doc. and Benny stand silently inside the exam room as Doc slams the door closed.

Margie see the room lights go down to a wedge of light from the door. Then that light quickly fades as the door slams. The only sound she can hear is her own fast paced breathing as she draws frantic paced gasps of air. Already at the edge, Margie breaks down, crying and sobbing as she pleads for help from the seemingly empty dark room.

The camera’s eye is open to max as it peers down on the shadow covered plastic wrapped girl, who’s poignant cries fill the microphone with her calls for assistance, all to the pleasure of Doc. and his paying voyager audience.

Once Doc. feels he has reached his desired affect, he first opens the door and then turns on the room lights. Having simulated their return Doc. orders “Benny, the bandage scissors, quickly please.”

Starting between the feet Doc. cuts through the boxing tape and wrap working his way up. Benny spreads and lifts the plastic behind Doc. providing a gap between plastic and flesh for Doc. next cut. Finally arriving at the neck they must move with extreme caution as each snipe is only a hair’s breath from Margie’s neck and face.

Margie feels the cool air rush across her hot clammy flesh. With the tight bonds broken, she can once again take a complete calming breath deep into her lungs. Her body is soaked in the blend of its own perspiration, milk and cum. The pungent odor escapes the broken plastic case and fills the room with the smell of sex.

Doc. continues to skillfully cut away the wrap until Margie is completely free. He and Benny assist the weaken limp girl down from the table and into the bathroom that adjoins the exam room. Margie climbs into the shower and lets its cleansing waters beat down on her spent body and wonders to herself “How did I come to this? How low am I willing to sink?”

Refreshed by the shower and starting to feel like herself Margie rubs herself dry with the large white fluffy towels and dresses. Her make up and hairdo ruined, she takes only time for a dab of lipstick and a scarf for her head. The once sexy girl in black now looks like a sad mourner attending a close friend’s funeral.

As she stepped from the bathroom, there stood Benny holding the brown bag with its resupply of hormones and meds. just enough to last until her next visit.

“Have a good weekend.” was Benny’s parting wish.

“Weekend”, reminding Margie of the club Elaine had told her about just this morning, and plans to begin a real life of her own, sparking her joy filled reply “I’m going to have the best dam weekend ever, Benny!”

Taking the bag from Benny, winking and playfully blowing a mock kiss. Filled with the anticipation, thinking of the possibilities: new friends, fun, dancing and being all the woman she wanted to be, Margie left the office looking forward to what tomorrow might bring.