After two weeks of intensive orgasm recording John was still thrilled by it all and as doctor Talbot and her team had worked through two of his greatest fantasies and fetishes he expected that the following week would involve his forced feminisation fantasy, for it was a fantasy as he had never acted it out. John wasn’t disappointed when Maria came to his room and said that he was to meet nurse Rachel later that morning. Rachel, John had heard, was the acknowledged expert in making men look like beautiful women. After breakfast John was led along the corridor and into an adjoining one, which was signed ‘Feminisation Suite’.

There a short but shapely and full-breasted woman who had short blonde hair and wore a white nurses uniform greeted him. She introduced herself as Annabel and told John to take a seat at a table where she took a seat opposite him and began to explain what was to happen.

“Now, John, your entire body will be coated with a depilatory mousse to remove all of your body hair, paying particular attention to your pubic hair. We will then fit you with shape-wear to try and give you a more feminine figure and then your make-up will be applied and a wig fitted”. She could see that John didn’t seem that keen so then picked up a pair of satin panties, leaned over in front of him and brushed them across his face. “Then you’re free to choose your own outfit, right down to your panties. Won’t it be nice to have your smooth, hairless cock and ball sack encased in this lovely slippy, shiny satin, John”?

John then took an interest and smiled as she felt the satin n his face and looked down Annabel’s impressive cleavage. After the depilatory mousse was applied he then had to wear a plastic overall while it got to work and was led into the dress stores to pick out his outfit. Bras, panties, corsets, slips, skirts and dresses – all seemed to dance before him as he explored the world of sexy feminine clothing that was all around him. But despite the massive choice one thing stood out, one thing that he’d longed to wear – a wedding dress! He’d harboured this secret fantasy for years and now it was going to become reality, he was going to be visually transformed into a woman, not only a woman but also a bride! As a bonus he was going to get wanked off by a sexy nurse while he wore all this stuff! He picked out an ivory satin corset, matching panties and a ball gown-style heavy satin dress with pearl detailing on the bodice and a sweetheart neckline. White patent leather court shoes completed the outfit and then he picked a wig. The one he chose was shoulder length and fiery red.

“Right now get out of that overall and shower away the mousse and all that horrible manly hair and once you’ve dried off put this on and return” said the nurse as she handed him a satin dressing gown. When he got back John found another woman, in a blue uniform, waiting with Annabel.

“Good morning, John, my name is Rachel and today I shall be transforming you into Jane, prior to your next orgasm recording”.

For the next hour both women fussed around John, applying make-up, filing and painting his nails, fitting false eyelashes, wig etc. and all the time their touches, the feel of the satin panties on his smooth cock had him with a semi-erection. Then a bra with heavy silicone breast shaped formed into it was put on him and locked at the rear, temporary glue was used to stick the bra and it’s breast shapes flush to his chest, in order to make them blend to his chest with as little visible join as possible. A corset was put around his waist and both women pulled it as tight as they could despite John’s protests. He stood barely able to breath as Rachel took the dress from its hanger and both nurses helped him into it, zipped the rear, fastened the clasps at the rear of his neck and then padlocked the zip. After a minute of arranging things, straightening here, pulling down there, they were done. Annabel, standing behind him, moved a full-length mirror into position and then Rachel told him to turn around.

“Oh my god!” John exclaimed as he took in the vision looking at him from the mirror. “Oh my god she’s beautiful”! He cried and put his hands up to his chest in a typically feminine way.

“You like her then? Does John like Jane”? Said Annabel.

“Would John like to fuck Jane”? Giggled Rachel.

John stood posing in front of the mirror, placing his hands on his hips and running them up and down his waist, feeling the smooth, cool satin encasing his body.

“Enough of that, Jane, we have work to do. Now sit down and Annabel will put your shoes on for you and we’ll be off to test lab number three”.

John was so wrapped up in the experience that he forgot everything as he walked along the corridor, hand in hand with Rachel and with Annabel carrying the train of his dress like a bridesmaid. Inside the lab was the usual set up but the walls were mirrored so John could admire Jane from every angle as she mounted the padded table on all fours and was secured to it in the usual manner. The skirt and underskirts of the dress were thrown back whilst the nurses fitted the sticky pads to the subject’s body and began to connect the cables to the orgasm recorder. But as Annabel took a cock sleeve from it’s wrapping and went to roll it on she saw that the cock wasn’t erect.

“Rachel we have a problem” she said, pointing to the flaccid member.

“Oh shit. He’s so lost in his girlie little world that he’s not being aroused by it all. You try getting him going and I’ll call Kate just in case” Rachel said as she left the room.

Annabel stroked John’s thighs and cock but nothing happened. She grasped his cock and started to tug it but it still wouldn’t harden. She then leaned under him, pulling the skirts over her as her tongue licked the head of his cock but John was so wrapped in being Jane that he didn’t respond. There was a crash as the door burst open and Kate rushed in.

“OK you little sissy you’re going to give us some more results! Let’s see how you like being a girlie in a minute”!

Kate unfastened her lab coat and hung it on the door. She then undid her blouse and let it drop. Then her skirt followed it to the floor and she was left standing in a black satin basque, stockings and her stiletto heels. She then reached into her medical bag and pulled out a double-ended strap-on dildo. Annabel helped her to fasten it on and then squirted some lube over it. Kate removed the clips from her head that held her hair in the bun and shook out her long blonde hair.

“Right, sissy girl, get ready for this”! She said, mounting the table, lifting the skirts of Jane’s wedding dress and mounting John. The dildo slid into his arsehole and brought him out of his reverie.

“Start the recorder, Rachel”! Said Kate with a grin.

“Aaagh, oww, eeah” cried John as the hard rubber penis entered him.

Soon Kate was riding his backside and with every thrust into him the other end thrust into her dripping pussy. She indicated that he be silenced and Annabel pushed a pair of satin panties into his mouth as Kate continued.

By now John’s cock had become rock hard and Rachel rolled the sleeve on and began to pump him. It didn’t take long before he came, his jiz gushing into the sleeve, but Kate had not finished and she continued to pump the dildo into him as she came to the edge of her climax.

“She’s going to tear him apart”. Said Annabel as she felt herself aroused and unzipped her uniform and slid a finger into her own pussy, then looking across the room at Rachel who was doing the same.

At the moment of Kate’s climax, Dr Talbot entered the room. She stood serenely, taking in the scene of two of her nurses finger-fucking themselves, her deputy riding the backside of a subject and the subject himself crying in pain, immobilised and unable to prevent the assault on his arse hole.

Everything quickly returned to normal and the women tidied themselves up as Christine addressed them.

“Ladies I am pleased to announce that we have made a breakthrough and the time has come to test the fruits of our research”!

Kate, stumbling as she stepped into her skirt, said, “So it’s ready”?

“Yes”, said Christine, “and I intend to install it this very day”.

She moved over to the panting feminised male secured to the table and put a finger under his chin, lifting his face to look into his eyes. “And this one shall be used. Kate – have the operating theatre prepared, we’ll scrub up in an hour and I want this one readied for theatre now”.

John looked up at the beautiful doctor through his tears and gathered some male pride and fight. “No one mentioned anything about operating on me! What is it you’re going to do? No, whatever it is you aren’t going to do it, you bitch. I’m going to get out of these clothes and I’m off”!

Christine looked down at the man. Dressed in a beautiful wedding dress, make up mixed with tears and flowing down his face, a feminine wig upon his head, raped and secured to her table, he wasn’t going anywhere. She laughed and turned on her heel.

To be continued.