Six months ago, Alex was taken to the local hospital for some plastic surgery.Six months ago, Alex was taken to the local hospital for some plastic surgery. The skin on her forehead was pulled up to eliminate some wrinkles and to give her eyebrows a feminine arch. Collagen injections were administered to fill out her cheeks and lips and she was also given silicone implants to supplement the work of the hormone treatments. Weekly trips to the electrologist eliminated all traces of a male beard. Her Mistress also promised that she would soon have a surgeon shorten the length of her vocal cords to raise the pitch of her voice. Susie and I listened intently as Alex described the details of her transformation. "You're beautiful Alex," I said. "Until you spoke, I never would have known you're not a real woman. After your voice has changed, no one will ever be able to tell." "Thank you Pamela." He already knew my name. "Mistress and I have heard a lot about you. I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay with us. My Mistress is a very creative person." She put additional emphasis on the word "creative" leaving little doubt as to its implications. "The way I'm dressed for example, is a pretty good indication of Mistress's tastes. Except when I'm permitted to leave the mansion, I'm either buck naked or wearing one of the latex or leather outfits she has designed. |