Chapter #7Waking to a new reality by: tamarak1   You have no idea how long you were unconscious but you eventually come to hearing "Achara... Wake up, girl,"
You guess the girl must have also fallen asleep. The male voice sounds vaguely familiar as it almost purrs at the girl, full of obvious amusement and mocking undertones.
*No one should come into my paid for room and speak to my root like this. I'm a rich and powerful man I will insist on a redress for this insult* you think, irritated, but you are so tired you ignore it, rolling over in the softly cushioned bed of the brothel, luxuriating in the comfort of the silk sheets.
However, there as you roll over there is a sense of wrongness that slowly grows. Everything is just a little off and your subconscious suspects what it is.
"Come on, Achara. Up, you little minx!" the male voice says becoming louder and more insistent.
*Is there something wrong with Achara why isn't she responding, a good whore should not ignore a Master like that?* you think muddilly.
You groan as you rouse, then cry out in pain as someone slaps your face hard, really hard - so hard your cheek throbs in pain. That certainly wakes you up
"No one slaps me! No one!" you shout as you open your eyes, murder literally gleaming in them.
Face smarting, you angrily look up to see who hit you and see it is a man who seems quite large and disturbingly recognizable
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The man in fact looks just like you. Instantly warning bells start going off in your head screaming *Something is wrong here... very wrong.*
"Huh?" you ask in confusion, you then notice that your voice is far too high and... decidedly feminine!? "What the...?"
This alternate John Lemure observes you with wry amusement then chuckles "Has it finally dawned on you the former John Lemure that he is now in Achara's cutely feminine body?"
All colour drains from your face as the truth of your situation sinks in.
"No doubt you are still somewhat disorientated, I also Imagine you are feeling the first hints of how needy your new body is" he muses. "How long will it take for those urges to become irresistible for you, Achara?"
You stare at him in shock, as you state the obvious, "But that is my body!"
"Actually, no... It is mine now, not yours, it may have been yours before but that doesn't matter anymore" he says in a matter of fact voice.
He seems amused as he watches your confusion as you try to understand.
It gradually comes to you. *The drink The Whip Mistress gave me. Was it Drugged with something magical?*
You look around and can't see Achara anywhere then down to see large round bare breasts hanging from your small rib cage and a familiar G-string covering your sex. *I'm definitely in Achara's body* you had to conclude. You loudly and nervously swallow, fearing exactly what that means.
The new John laughs as he sees understanding dawn in your eyes.
"Listen, I'll make it right between us," you desperately offer. "Let have my body back and..."
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John grips your fat pink nipple and twists, stopping you in mid sentence as a gasp of surprised arousal escapes your lips. Then with a chuckle he slips cuffs onto your wrists and shackles you to the bedframe while you are too stunned to resist. You had often chained Achara to the bed head and she had obediently let you. Now you, as Achara, are just as compliant.
He then runs a finger down your curvy hip to the crotch of your G-string, grinning as you gasp, then pulls your G-string down, exposing your sex which is shamefully damp already.
"When your mistress returns you are in for a surprise." He twists your nipple again slowly. "Get used to your new avatar as you you're stuck with it now."
"Avatar?" you ask. "You're a player?"
"Yes, I am," he replies with another deep chuckle "I began playing as a means to escape the stress of my job. At first I was a girl in the Sultan's harem, but that soon became mundane. Each time I returned to the game I modified my avatar a little, first to increase my sensuality and sensitivity, then when that paled I added several kinks. For a while I was happy in the harem, but then the other women conspired to have me sold to this brothel."
You look up at him, struggling against your need, but it is almost impossible.
"Your new avatar was designed to be docile, submissive to the desire of others, a hyper-senxual being ruled by the need to give and receive pleasure," he explains with a smirk as he slides a finger along your nether lips, thumbing your clit until you can barely think, the pleasure is so overwhelming.
"I'm a man. I'm not a girl," you hiss through gritted teeth even as your legs spread and you thrust your hips into his fingers.
"You like it, though. Don't you?" he prompts huskily, himself becoming aroused.
You obviously want to say no, should say no, but the rules of behavior for your current avatar prevent it. Your mind and body are at war and the body is winning. Finally you nod your head and sigh, "Yes."
You nibble your bottom lip "But why have you done this to me?"
He shrugs his shoulders "Simple really, you see those bitches in the harem modified my body so I couldn't exit the came.Consequently I have been trapped in this brothel for nearly two years or two week real time. Obviously I want to exit the game and reclaim my real life and I needed another players body. You just happened to be available and perfectly suited my owners needs"
You give him a self satisfied smug "But you need my password to exit and I wouldn't be stupid enough to give it to you"
"Yes I do need your password," he says with a laugh "And you will give it to me"
"But, but... you'll leave me trapped here like this if I did" you hiss through gritted teeth, teetering on the edge of your body's desire.
He simply chuckles as he slides a finger into your sex and you close your eyes in delirious pleasure, begging, "Deeper. Please..."
"The password," he says as he slowly withdraws his finger.
To your horror your bodies needs as so great that you gasp out your password, desperate for him to continue, but he cruelly stops and stands up having what he needed.
"Good bye, Achara. I will try to rescue you after I get out, but that will obviously take some time, you no what bureaucracies can be like"
"Wait you bastard! You got what you want you can't then leave me hanging like this!" you cry out desperately.
He smirks "Of course I can. Good luck in your new life."
Your thoughts are utterly confused as you look at the departing John Lemure.
"Please don't go! I need you so badly!" you wail.
"It's ironic. That is the same state you left me in more than once," he replies, eying your Achara form as he stands in the doorway. "You more than deserve your fate."
He turns and leaves you, the new Achara, to your altered fate.
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