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The Conquest
🕑 Added 2025-08-19 02:53:33 +0000 UTCNate had always been a bit of a feminizer, he would hit up clubs often and with some well placed jokes and a dashing smile would manage to take a girl home for the night only to never think about them again. For him, it was more about the thrill of the chase, the conquest. Marriage seemed like something that would only get in the way of what he enjoyed. He had explained so to the beauty in a red dress and heels he had been chatting up for the last couple hours. The woman had proved difficult to wow, but as she lead Nate into the hotel room, he knew he had outdone himself this time. Once inside the room, he turned around to look at his catch, but was only met by a bag over his head and a prick on the neck knocking him out cold.
He would later learn he had been taken by a group know only as The Court, an organization that specialised in finding, kidnapping and transforming men into whores for profit. No time was wasted in starting Nate’s transformation; they kept him confined in a cell, dressed in nothing but ill fitting lingerie, high heels and a flat cage for his withering manhood. He was force fed hormones with every meal. His first surgery was one he earned for refusing to comply with the dress code, they had shortened his achilles tendon making wearing anything other than 4 inch heels extremely painful. Then he got waist reduction surgery, making the ill fitting lingerie now snuggly hug his curvy frame. As for his breasts, he was informed that his purchaser had asked for a smaller size. That night Nate had cried himself to sleep, knowing his old life was truly over.
Now, Nora stood atop her bright red heels, she pulled a leg up to fix the seam of her stocking, knowing that her husband expected her to look perfect. She looked over the kitchen, perfectly clean and full of what surely was the dream setup of any housewife like her. “Housewife like her”, the thought echoed in her mind, seeming so correct yet so foreign at the same time. She had been delivered to her husband little more than 3 months ago, yet it felt like a lifetime. The first month hand been specially horrible as Nora found out her husband had quite the high sex drive, and he liked to be rough too. He would often slap her curvy ass while pounding it, or when he felt especially excited, he would hold what little remained of Nora’s past life between her legs and tease her about taking it away. Nora knew he wouldn't do it, he liked having a wife like her; something to represent his power, his ability to force his needs and desires over others, to shape their lives. Nora was his woman, his property, and his conquest, a toy he could do with as he pleased. Nora used to think committing her life to a single person was impossible, now, her life didn't even belong to her. The consequences of rebellion terrified her enough to keep her in line.
She heard a car pulling up the driveway and took a deep breath, her husband was home, and she knew what he expected after a long day of work. With the click of her heels echoing as she walked, Nora just hoped he would be gentler this time, but there was no point. She’d take it and thank him, just like she always did. Just like he wanted.
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First post featuring The Court (the name sake of the page!), this time we get to see the story of Nora, who finds herself in quite the ironic situation.
When I first made this cap, I was locked tf in. I am still very proud of it, so I hope you all get to enjoy it as much as I did!
