Kidnapped in Japan
“As for your friends? You’ll see them soon enough,” He laughed, “Although you may have some trouble recognizing them. They’re down the hall.”
“Please, I’ll do anything, i’ll even work for you, just don’t leave me here!” Alex pleaded, sickeningly aware of how little of an effect his words were having on the man.
“It’s funny you say that,” The man smiled. “You see the bandage on your arm? I’m afraid it’s out of my hands now. Even if I wanted to let you go, the serum running through your veins is worth more than you are. Tell me, would you let go of an investment before it even had the chance to pay itself off?”
“I-“ Alex started, at a loss for words.
“-Of course you wouldn’t.” The man cut in sharply. “It’s just good business sense. I’m glad we’re in agreement here. Your role in this organization will become very apparent soon. I have high hopes for you. And don’t worry, it’s nothing personal or anything like that. You and your friends were just… convenient, that’s all.” The man closed the door, laughing to himself as Alex saw his last bit of hope that he would get out of there unscathed walk away from him.
Alex’s head was swimming. What did the man mean by serum? what had they injected him with? He thought about his friends probably receiving similar news in the rooms next to him and felt like throwing up. That wasn’t exaggeration - His stomach turned over, clearly upset by something.
Alex doubled over on the bed he was sitting on in the corner of the room as a series of cracking sounds rippled through his body. It took him a few seconds to realize what was actually happening to him, but as he felt his frame start to shrink in size, almost as if his whole body was being compressed from the outside, it hit him. It was the serum the man had injected him with. He was growing shorter by the second, his tall, masculine stature shrinking until he was almost shorter than he had been as a young teen. The pressure dissipated, leaving him a moment to catch his breath before another turn in his stomach indicated that the serum’s next stage was rapidly approaching.
His waist pulled in quickly, causing him to gasp involuntarily as his hips flared out before settling into their new place. The displaced weight flowed down his body, filling out his ass and thighs with soft fat. Whatever muscle mass he had left was slowly leaving him, his body repurposing its energy to fuel the rest of his transformation. Likewise, Alex felt a growing pressure mounting on his chest, tinged with an unfamiliar, almost sexual pleasure as his nipples hardened and grew in size, the growing weight of his new breasts pushing them further out with every breath.
As wrong as it was, it felt good. So good. Alex brought his hand down between his legs, almost begging for release as he felt his cock recede into him, taking his last vestiges of masculinity along with it. His pleasure only intensified as his body formed the sensitive female equipment a woman like him was meant to have, rushing him headfirst into his first female orgasm as he finally slipped his fingers into his new pussy. Alex moaned in relief as a feeling of pleasure pooled through his body, his voice pitching up slightly as his vocal cords adjusted to their new shape. Shocked, Alex brought his hand up to his mouth, his now petite, unblemished fingers resting on soft, pouty lips that hadn’t been there before.
His attention had been elsewhere, but as a pool of jet black hair fell in front of his face, Alex realized that the serum had been hard at work taking what was left of his male identity, giving him the face, the lips, the eyes, the delicate facial structure of a gorgeous Japanese woman. Feeling the pressure of the changes slowly leave his body, Alex collapsed onto the bed, panting from the exertion as he came to terms with the body that had replaced his own. The serum had hijacked his body, flooding his bloodstream with female hormones as it reworked his DNA from the inside out. He thought about his friends in the other room again. If his family even started looking for him anytime soon, would they even recognize them now? Even if they knew what they were looking for, what were the odds they’d come across the one Japanese girl that used to be their relative in a country of millions?
Alex hardly had a chance to think before the man opened the door to his room again, clearly pleased by the sight of the new woman sharing the room with him.
“I thought you might need this” the man said, tossing a matching set of underwear onto the bed next to him. “You turned out much better than expected, although i’m sorry to say your friend next door has you beat in the breasts category. I’m afraid Alex doesn’t quite work with your new identity anymore, does it? Let’s try out Akemi instead. Don’t worry, Akemi, the next injection will hardwire that into your mind until it sounds more natural than Alex ever did, among other things. Oh, and this might be the last time we speak in English for a long time. After all, a Japanese whore should at least know some japanese, right?
Alex could only look on in shock as the man stepped out of the room once again.
“I’ll let the other girls fill you in on the specifics of the job tomorrow. You have a lot of catching up to do if you ever want to pay off your debt…”
//Should I make a part 2 of this?
I would definitely like to see a second part to this story. Alex (or better said, Akemi) getting to meet the other 'girls' as he finds himself only capable of speaking Japanese sounds quite intriguing.
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