World Tour - Episode 1

World Tour - Episode 1
Dienstag, 29. November 11

Patrick was a normal german
guy from Cologne. He had a
good job, a little more money
and was very good with women.
He had been in some relation
ships but it never got too
serious. After some months he
would always get bored and
move on.
He could have chosen any girl to
be with but when he met this
one everything was about to
change.


He met her at work in the
parking area. It was almost like
she was waiting there just for
him. If he hadn‘t believed in love
at ﬁrst sight he would have been
proven wrong in this moment.
The very ﬁrst time their eyes
met it was like the world around
them stopped and pure erotic
power took over.
They were dragged to each
other like magnets. He only
mumbled: „What‘s your name?“
- „Catherine.“


So a lot of days and nights not leaving the appartment ﬁlled with
pure sex followed. Time stood still and Patrick didn‘t even realize
that he had skipped work three times already.


When he ﬁnally got there she
followed him into the elevator
and even though he knew he had
to go upstairs directly and
appologize to his boss for not
showing up or calling he just
couldn‘t resist her and it seemed
that she felt the same way.
This was just too good to be
true. They did it in the elevator
some time but then Catherine
had to leave so Patricks boss
wouldn‘t see her.


Of course there was a
downside. His boss didn‘t even
let him talk. Instead he just ﬁred
him directly which was a big
turndown for Patrick. He had
seen the video from the elevator
and was not amused. Patrick
hadn‘t smoked since he was
sixteen or so but now it was
time to sit down and calm down
and what better way was there
than smoking? He went home,
layed down, watched tv and
soon he just slept in.


That night his dream was both
erotic and a little strange. He
saw Catherine sprawling in front
of him and making provocative
poses. She was in his dream as
she was in his heart. Was he in
love with her? He had never
been in love but he had never
dreamed of one of his girlfriends
so often before. He slowly got
closer to her.


She kept on dancing sexy in
front of him as he walked closer
to her. But something strange
happened. With every step he
moved closer to her he could
feel himself move like she did.
He could feel the chair she sat
on but he stood right in front of
it. He could feel how excited she
was to arouse him and he
wanted it as badly as she did.


Even though it felt strange he
got even closer to her and
realized that he couldn‘t touch
her. His hand just went through
her but he still wanted to get
closer. Suddenly he was dragged
inside of her and then everything
went black. He couldn‘t do
anything. Slowly he could see
again.


But there was nothing to see. Just a very ﬂashy pink light.
He couldn‘t look away and still felt very odd. He felt Catherine
touching her pussy and he could feel how good it felt.
Whith the pink light ﬂashing through his mind Catherine
brought herself to an intense orgasm and Patrick felt everything
she felt.


The next morning he was still very
upset about loosing his job. At
breakfast Catherine stopped by to
make him an interesting offer.
„You seemed so upset on the
phone yesterday so i bought us
two tickets for a tour around the
world. We will see every country
we want to see, chill out and forget
about work some time. And
afterwards you can search a new
job all calmed down. How does
this sound, honey? We‘re leaving
tomorrow morning.“


For some minutes he thought
about it. Was this really a good
idea, to just run away from
everything? He could use a
vacation that was for sure and
he had enough money to skip a
month without getting into
trouble. She had payed the
tickets after all. He never had a
girlfriend that could affort
something like this. This was
such a nice surprise. Of course
this was a good idea. He started
packing right away.


But he was even more surprised when he saw the plane. This was a
private jet just for the two of them. Was Catherine that rich?
He didn‘t dare to ask as he thought she wouldn‘t like that.


So he just sat down with big eyes and let Catherine take care of
him. Soon they took off to their ﬁrst destination: Russia.


Moscow was a great city. They had such a fun time here.Visiting all
the different sights, dining at the best restaurants and then coming
home in the evening in their luxury hotel room having the best sex
Patrick ever had.

And they had a lot of that. Some
days they didn‘t even get out of
their hotel room. There was
nothing to worry. After a week
Patrick thought to himself when
it would be time to go to the
next country but he just enjoyed
Catherines lifestyle so much that
he didn‘t say it out loud. They
had all the time they wanted.
That evening Catherine said she
had to visit a friend and had to
leave him for one day. She would
be out early so they wouldn‘t
get to see each other the next
day.


Another strange dream hit him
that night. In his dream he was
an important politican in the
ancient Rom. He had everything
he wanted and more. He was
rich and even had some whore
slaves. Everything felt so good.
Most of all he had one woman
who would serve him with
whatever he desired.
But he was betrayed.


When he asked for something
to drink she put something
inside the cup which made him
slowly fade away. He layed his
head on her legs. It was so nice
to ﬁnally get some rest. He
could only hear one more thing.
She said: „Soon you will be just
like me.“
Then everything went dark but
slowly lighter again.


The ﬂashy pink returned. This time it was different. He didn‘t feel
any different but he knew something was wrong. He paniced but
couldn‘t wake up. The pink light just got shriller.
He was in deep pain, until..


He woke up. But he soon
realized that he wasn‘t himself
anymore. He was a hot russian
babe. But instead of being
shocked he felt calm. But of
course a lot of questions rushed
through his head: How is this
possible? Is this just a very vivid
dream? He had heard of things
like that but never believed
them. But this was so surreal.


He didn‘t dare to look what was
inside his panties but his whole
shape was likely to answer that
question. He remembered the
dream. Had the pink ﬂashing
light something to do with this?
Or even the woman who
poisoned him? What had she
said? „Soon you will be just like
me.“ Well he was a woman that
was for sure but how had that
woman done that? And who was
she?


When he looked into the mirror
it got even weirder. He suddenly
felt very pretty. If he had met
this girl when he was still a man
he would have done everything
to get in her panties and now -
here he was. But he started to
wonder what he would have
wanted this girl to do. A strong
urge to arouse somebody - even
if it was his male mind - started
to rush through his body. He
shivered in anticipation to what
he could do to this girl.


Of course the closet was full of
Catherines clothes. But there
were only really girly clothes as
Catherine liked to wear only
procoative things like short
dresses, stockings, etc. So he
tried on some things and
somehow found himself on the
bed posing in front of the mirror
for himself. It was like this body
was on autopilot with only one
goal: to arouse.


And he really was aroused.
There was only one problem.
His cock was gone. But
instinctively his body did what it
had to do to statisfy himself.
He touched his pussy which sent
a jolt of pleasure through every
inch of his petite body. He bit his
lips because it felt so good. He
rubbed his clit harder always
looking at the sexy girl in the
mirror. She looked so taunting,
so erotic. She looked like she
was really enjoying herself.
He was enjoying herself. He
came as he recognized himself as
the girl in the mirror.

When he came for a few seconds everything went pink.
But it didn‘t fully fade away. Instead he felt like all of the sudden
being totally drunk because the next few hours ﬂew away in
front of her eyes in a shadow with only some pictures ﬂushing
through every now and then.


Had he really been out last
night?


Was he dancing at a club?


What the fuck happened?


He woke up in the hotel room
covered in sweat.
„Thank god.“, he thought to
himself. „This was all a dream.“
But then he saw Catherines
clothes laying around in the
room just like he had left them
when he had tried them on.
Maybe he was sleepwalking?
He sure hoped he did.
But when he was looking at his
phone, reality came back to him.
A whole day had passed and
Catherine would be back in
some hours.


He put back all her clothes in
the closet in a hurry and took a
shower. Catherine returned.
Patrick was sure she didn‘t
notice anything because it took
only a minute until they were
back to their favorite activity.
But Patrick wasn‘t really
focused. He always had to think
about what had happened the
last day and still couldn‘t ﬁgure
out if it was the truth or not.


Catherine had told him that it
was time to leave Moscow and
Patrick was somehow glad to
hear that. Everything
remembered him of what had
happened yesterday and he
didn‘t want to think about it
anymore. He went into the
bathroom and started to shave.
But somehow it felt odd. He
didn‘t remember how to. He
was confused and cut himself
several times. He didn‘t give it
much thought. „Just get out of
here.“


Patrick was again surprised that
Catherine had bought a sports
car and they would go with it all
the way to india.
This was sure gonna be a nice
travel but he would have rather
liked to go on by plane.
But his thoughts changed pretty
soon as the next day Catherine
showed him what she could do
with the car.


They just stopped somewhere in
the wild and Catherine took off
her clothes. Underneath there
was the sexiest dessous Patrick
had ever seen.
She danced sexy with her hands
on the car.
Suddenly Patricks head hurt and
the world around him got fuzzy.


He heard a voice in his head while the pink ﬂashing light
pulsated in front of his eyes.

„Look closely. This is how you arouse a man correctly.
Soon you are going to do this to a man you like.
Soon you are going to be just like her.
Soon you are going to be just like me.“


Patricks eyes were focused on
how sexy Catherine was dancing
for him. He wanted to look away
but he couldn‘t. It was like he
was hypnotized.
He wanted to dance with her.
He wanted to dance like her.
He wanted to be like her.
He couldn‘t move as his
thoughts ﬂipped over and he
paniced again.
Then he felt himself loosing
conscience again and he felt his
head drop on the ground.


He got back up when he heard
Catherine talk to him.
„What happened sweety? Are
you okay? Let‘s get you to a
doctor.“
- „No no, i‘m ﬁne. I just lost
balance because you were so
sexy.“
He had to lie. No Doctor would
believe what happened. They
would bring him to the mental
clinic or something.
„Let‘s just drive. I‘ll be okay.“


In India they rather travelled around than living in a hotel room.
But eventually the day came when Catherine had to leave him
again to visit friends. Patrick wanted to know what friends she was
visiting all the time. „Don‘t worry. Just friends. I‘ll be gone just one
day. It wasn‘t so bad the last time either, was it?“

Of course she didn‘t know how bad it was the last time.
Patrick was worried something similar was going to happen. He
didn‘t want to sleep but the last days had been so rough on him so
he eventually laid down and fell asleep.


He didn‘t dream that night.
Only one thing was on his mind.
The pink ﬂasing light and a woman shouting at him:
„Soon you will be just like me.“


He woke up in the wood feeling strange. But he already knew
what had happened. It felt even better than it did the last time.
He just didn‘t know where he was.


He slowly got up. He saw some
big houses nearby but was
ashamed to go there.
But what else was he supposed
to do?
Finally he asked for help.


At the house lived some very
friendly people. What worried
Patrick was that he had talked to
them in hindi without thinking
about it. He had lost his ability
to speak in any other language.
They gave him a traditional
indian dress and some food.
They also showed him how to
get back to the next city. He
didn‘t remember where they
had spent the night but he
would sure recognize it when he
saw it. So he started his walk
home.


But after some miles his head
started to hurt again and he
somehow started to dance.
He remembered how Catherine
had danced for him.
Soon she thought that it was
much easier to ﬁnd somebody
to take her to the hotel. She
could just arouse some men and
one of them would bring her
home eventually. That was going
to be so easy. She just had to
remember exactly how
Catherine did it.


It didn‘t take long for her to get
the attention of some men.
They were even ﬁghting for her
and she liked the attention.
It somehow gave her the push
to try even harder.
The men settled who would get
her and one of them took her
by the hand and walked her
home with him.
„That wasn‘t how it was
supposed to happen“, she
thought to herself. But somehow
she didn‘t act against it. Her
body didn‘t let her.


She was held in the guys
appartment in a birds cage while
the man mixed some strange
looking elixir.
She was afraid what was going
to happen next. She didn‘t want
to have sex or something.
„This is a new drug i have
designed myself. Today is not
your lucky day.You will be my
ﬁrst test object and you will be
my personal pet for a long time.
This drug is designed to make
you a total cock-addicted slut
for the rest of your life. And
there‘s no cure.“


„No, please don‘t.“ He gave her
a shot, waited some seconds and
then opened the cage door.
„See? You already can‘t think
straight anymore.“
It wasn‘t like she was really
thinking straight before but now
everything was fully out of
control.
She wanted to run, but instead
she crawled on all fours towards
the man with her eyes focused
on his cock.


Take it in.
You are supposed to be a sex slave.
Soon you will be just like me.
Right now, you will feel how you are soon going to feel forever.
Take it in your mouth.


The voice in her head wasn‘t
really helpful. Was the guy whos
cock she just had in her hand
the one behind all this?
Did he want a personal sex slave
pet and went trough all this
trouble to transform a guy into a
girl and then into a
nymphomaniac cock hungry slut?
That was ridiculous.


No matter what. One thing was
for sure. She had his cock in her
mouth and couldn‘t control
herself one tiny bit.
It even tasted good.
It tasted so good that she didn‘t
knew if she would stop this if
she could.


When she felt the cum on her
face suddenly her mind came
back for a second.
What had she just done?
This can‘t be happening.
She wanted to scream but
instead she laughed.
But before her new master
could say anything,
everything went black again.


Next time on
„World Tour“
Patrick wakes up to his old self
in a slum in India. Will he ﬁnd
Catherine again? Will he ﬁnd out
what is happening to him?

Don‘t miss this.


World Tour - Episode 1

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