The Moray Eel: Pandemonium - Sex Stories

The Moray Eel: Pandemonium

... She went to her bedroom, she took out of a drawer two panties. One of them was of the size she used to wear before fattening herself and the other one was of the size she had to wear now. It looked like it was possible to put two of the former Madi in the fat Madi's panties.

- You are such a fat cow now. An ugly fat cow that has to open her tights to any loser in a porn cinema to be fucked. You deserve it and even worst. What is the next step? More weight? Or perhaps those teeth? They are too perfect for you.

During the days that follows, Madeline did extensive research on Internet about things such as dental modification and facial surgery. She had no clear idea of what she was really looking for.

An afternoon she ended on a weird Internet site. It was about body modifications with a link to a German brothel site named The Pandemonium. Both sites design were made to make them very elegant and mysterious.

The site about body modifications had a long text about the necessity for people to be themselves even if that meant hacking their bodies. It was signed by a mysterious Doctoresse M, who pretended to have the skills to transform people in a radical way and was offering her services to who could paid.

The brothel page was promising the most original and exquisite experiences with strange creatures. The few pics were dark and did not show any of the prostitutes totally. But Madi could see one whose face was catlike, another who had her upper body slim and her ...

... ass beyond fat. There was too a character with an abnormally tiny waist and a bimbo one that was almost cartoonish.

The whole thing disturbed Madeline so much that she switched off the computer and did no cam show that day. Madi resumed her routine the day after, but what she saw bothered her a lot. Was what she saw real or something very well staged to attracted perverts at the brothel? If it was real, what was the cost and how to live with such transformations if they were not only make up?

The week after, while she was having tea with Simone, the old woman talked to her with a very serious and almost sad tone.

- You know Madeline, I really love to have you here. You did so much for me. And I don't speak only about the work you did in my house. I mean your friendship is something very important for me.

Madeline blushed as the old woman continued.

- But I feel so selfish. You know, with all your talents and kindness, I have the feeling that you are wasting your life here. In that boring city with that old woman I am. You are young, there must be something better somewhere for you than taking care of me.

- I chose to be here Simone. No one forced me.

- I know, but I feel that you are not happy and that you are wasting your skills. If you were my daughter I would not speak differently, believe me.

The old woman words moved Madi who felt tears falling from her eyes down her cheeks. She took Simone's hands.

- What you just did mean a lot for me. I can't ...