Traveling the world had been a dream of Scott’s for years. A
large inheritance allowed him to quit his job and live his dream. Scott wasn't
much of a family man; he preferred to live life on his terms. Scott did have
friends, but they were more acquaintances than friends and none were close.
Scott’s adventure included all corners of the globe. His desire
to see exotic lands was unquenchable. Scott wanted to see and live like the
local people everywhere he went; he wanted to blend in. In a small Southeast
Asian country Scott met a group of young women who created a commune. Men were
not allowed to join because men frequently caused trouble, but they were
allowed as guests.
Scott loved the commune. The lifestyle appealed to him. He
knew it wouldn't last. The leader of the group would require Scott to leave
after a few days. He knew it was his last night amongst the beautiful women and
gorgeous estate. He retired to his room to prepare for the evening. As he sat
on his mat a woman with deep black hair entered with an evening cocktail and
handed it to Scott. “This will help you sleep well your last night here,” she
said in a soft feminine voice.
The drink tasted like coconut with a mild amount of alcohol.
It went down smooth and fast. Scott lay back on the bed, stretched and drifted
off to sleep.
The next morning Scott was woken by several giggling women
and girls tugging on his arms to get him out of bed. He knew instantly something
was wrong. He looked down at his new body and felt his breasts and crotch. The
women pulled a dress on him and applied make-up. “Now you are one of us, Mary,”
a woman to his side said with a huge smile. “Now you can stay as you always
wanted.”
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