The Moray Eel: Pandemonium - Sex Stories

The Moray Eel: Pandemonium

... one and that she had to have meals during the trip, she preferred to start it early. Madi had not driven on such a distance for a long time, since she moved her longest trips had been to the porn cinema in a nearby city.

The trip was not a pleasure at all. The car was too small for her and due to the lack of power of the motor she could not drive fast. She did a first pause on a highway stop after an hour on the road, when she got out from the car she felt like her body had been restricted in a tin can of a sort.

The weather was not bad so she had a snack outside on an old wooden table. When she sat on the wooden bench she heard it doing a cracking noise under her weight. It did not break but she was obviously too heavy for it. The place was pretty dirty, with rubbish everywhere, but that did not prevent her from eating her food with gluttony. When finished her meal and lighted a cigarettes she saw that some people were peeking at her and were trying to not laugh openly. They surely observed her while she was eating and she knew what they saw: an ugly obese woman in a shity dress eating junk food like a pig. The show must have been laughable.

It was obvious that, in about 6 months, she succeeded at destroying her beauty, turning the youthful beautiful blond she was in that awful fat woman who looked older than she really was. She worked hard for it and her hard work was rewarded by the wanted result. But she felt something was missing, the transformation was ...

... indeed radical, but she felt it was not enough. When she arrived in Bonn she was nervous in a way excited. Was she putting herself in danger? What would she discovered? Could that Doctoresse M help her to go farther in her transformation. If so what direction to take?

The house where was located the brothel was an elegant construction, probably build at the beginning of the 20th century by someone rich. Nothing seemed to indicate it was now a brothel except perhaps a bronze plaque on which was written "The Pandemonium", "private club". Madi rang the bell and a massive man in an expensive costume opened. He looked at her from toes to head and greeted her in German with an eastern accent. Madeline was so nervous that she was almost trembling and had difficulties to express herself despite having a good level in German.

- Hello, I'm Madeline I was invited to have tea at 4:00 pm.

- Follow me.

The house inside was as beautiful as the outside. The persons who worked on the decoration were for sure people with lovely taste. The man lead her to a little parlor where there was already someone, a woman. The only word that could describe the woman was: bimbo. She was wearing flashy jewelry, a tiny and revealing pink dress and heels that was so high that even before being fat Madeline would not have dare to wear.

Her body was for sure heavily modified. She was very slim but had enormous breasts which were defying gravity and a bottom that was too very big. Her lips were ...