White Wife Conversion ch. 04
“Maybe I should explain.” the Asian girl in the cheerleader outfit volunteered. Agent Barnes nodded and she continued. “My name is Amy Summers. I am a senior at Central High School where I am a varsity cheerleader. I am an intern here at the Reparations Department. I have been here for two years since I turned sixteen and could intern here. I take AP courses for the most part and already have over a year of college credit in math and sciences. I have been accepted to college where I will be double majoring in premed and psychology. I would have graduated high school already, but I took a year off for some self-discovery and life experiences.
“I have one child, a reparations dividend from the program. I have two other children from my marriage. One of them is from my ex-husband. I am paying the same debt you are. We are cousins.” Seeing the confused look on Emily’s face she explained “Well not by blood but my parents adopted me as a baby while my *** was stationed in Korea. His ****** and your husband’s ****** are kin.” All this spilled out in a single breath. Amy said it in a cheery, optimistic tone that happy teenagers sometimes have.
“I know this can seem a little overwhelming, but I want you to see that even though you will be in the program you can still have a full, satisfying, and productive life. The conversion process will ease you into your new lifestyle. For the next week you will be given injections of IR-339 twice a day then you will watch informational videos about social issues, biology, reproductive genetics, societal oppression of blacks, reparations and what is needed for societal evolution. Each session lasts about two hours. After completing all the conversion sessions, you will be taken to what we like to call your turning out party. All eligible members of the families that our ancestors have wronged will be invited to attend as well as the other women from our families that are in the program. You will be secured to the breeding bench and anyone that wants to can have sex with and inseminate you.
“The IR-339 reprograms the pleasure centers in your brain to be highly susceptible to stimulation from African DNA. The videos will reinforce the importance of the program and your part in it. Your first load of black cum will activate the prepared pleasure centers in your brain to link sexual satisfaction with the African DNA. Your first orgasm after that will cement that link in your brain.
“After getting all that pleasure the demands of the program won’t seem so bad.”
“But my husband…..” Emily trailed off. Amy looked to Agent Barns who was typing away and looking at some notes on Emily’s file. Amy steeled herself. She had never had to do this before. Usually, they were notified in the letter she should have received. How do you tell a young wife and mother that she will never again enjoy sex with her husband? Amy took a deep breath and was relieved to hear Agent Barnes voice.
“What happens with you and your husband will be based on your relationship. Many of the women you will meet next week are still with their husbands. All have had to make changes in their relationships with their partners. Some haven’t been successful. The hard truth is you will no longer be sexually attracted to your husband. That doesn’t mean you can’t have sex with him. For years women have had sex with their husbands even when they weren’t enjoying it or just didn’t want to.”
“I’m sorry this all being dropped on you like this” Amy said sympathetically while reaching out to hold her hand. “It should have been in the letter.”
“I’m sorry too” began Agent Barnes “because that was my fault. You see when genealogically linked women enter the program their Agent would send out the letter and make contact to prepare her. In this case the agent didn’t get the notification.”
“Who was it?” Amy asked shocked at the carelessness someone had taken with this case. Being an Agent was a serious responsibility.
“One Agent Amy Summers. Congratulations Amy as you are 18 now you have been hired on. Emily was to be your first case. We thought it appropriate as you would be spending so much time together in the dormitory you could be the most help to her. Your notifications were to be sent to me and I would start the process, but it got gummed up in the works somehow. I’m very sorry Emily” Agent Barnes said sadly.
Inside Amy want to jump up and down and scream, but that would be inappropriate given the circumstances. Instead, she simply said “Thank you”.
“Well, you earned it. Now take Emily down to get her processed then onto the conversion room and help get her set up and started. After you are done with that, please come to my office we have a lot to talk about.”
“Yes sir” Amy paused. “Agent Barnes can I also have the case for Miss Eberhardt? I have some thoughts on how to make the process more effective for her. It would also be my first time handling a felony case.”
“Are you sure you want to take on that much responsibility so quickly?”
“I can handle it, Sir.”
“Good luck Agent Summers” Agent Barnes said and smiled as he handed the file to Amy. Amy liked the sound of her new title and smiled slightly as she took Emily’s hand and led her out of the room.
Emily was silent through the rest of her processing. Finally, Amy led Emily down a hallway and pushed open a door to a small changing room. Amy took a basket off the shelf and handed it to Emily.
“Put your clothes in here and we’ll go in, see the doctor and get you started. You’ve been pretty quiet. Are you OK?”
“I think I am still in shock” Emily paused. “I have been thinking about my husband. He doesn’t know about what’s going on and he’s expecting me to be home. Can I call him? I really want to talk to him”
“As your Agent I am here to help you in any way I can, so I will see what I can do. Normally once a subject comes in for conversion, they don’t get to see their ****** until they leave with their dividends. It helps to ensure a smooth conversion. But things are not normal this time, so I will see if I can arrange a call or even possibly a quick meeting. No promises though.”
While Emily removed her clothes and began folding them and putting them in the bin, Amy examined Emily’s fantastic body. Emily was 5’6 with an athletic frame, wide hips, and a flat toned stomach. She had small B cup breasts with small dark areolas and small nipples. Amy noted that soon her breasts would grow and be feeding her black child, just as her own barely A cups would.
When Amy had started paying her reparations she had never even considered having sex with another woman, but after years of service she now considered herself solidly bisexual. Her mouth began to water as Emily handed her the box and turned to the door at the other side of the room displaying her firm ass and well-defined legs. Amy found her pussy joining her mouth as she thought about Emily’s turning out party next week.
The door opened into a medical room containing two padded chairs with ominous looking straps. At the end of each were stirrups for their feet. Liesl was already strapped into one of the chairs, her head wobbling back and forth sweeping her heavily lidded eyes across the room. A doctor was injecting her with her first dose of IR-339. Liesl moaned a soft noooo. Then the doctor placed a VR headset on her.
“OK I am going to start your program now. If you look away from the screen or close your eyes for longer than a few seconds, the program will restart from the beginning. Just relax and this should only take about two hours. Then you will be taken to your room so you can rest. After that I’ll see you again at 2 o’clock.” The doctor placed a pair of noise canceling headphones on Liesl’s head and started the program.
Liesl’s eyes were filled with images of strong black bodies. Dark skinned men rippling with muscles and women with voluptuous breasts and flaring hips flashed on the screen. Next there would be news stories about racist crimes committed against the black race. Then short shows showing interracial couples. Then a few testimonials from women about how being blacked has improved their sex lives.
The doctor tuned to see Amy helping Emily into the chair.
“Amy good to see you. How have you been?” asked the doctor.
“I’m good, and you?” Amy replied as she began strapping Emily down.
“The baby is getting a little restless lately, but I think she should settle down soon” she said rubbing her distended belly.
“Is that your reparations dividend?” Emily blurted out without thinking.
“No this is my husband’s ********. One night were a little ***** and he was especially horny. He fucked me like he hadn’t seen a woman in years. I had warned him if he got me pregnant, I was going to volunteer at the breeding center until I had another black baby. When I told him I’d be strapped to a breeding table while dozens of complete strangers fucked with their big black cocks he went into a frenzy and well, you see the result” the doctor explained as she picked up another syringe.
When Amy finished strapping Emily into the chair she reached underneath and pulled up a large rubber ball with a small rod jutting out that was attached to the chair. It pressed gently against Emily’s pussy lips and the rod laid firmly across her clit. One her dose was administered the VR headset was fixed into place. Just before they put on her headphones, she heard Liesl moan quietly. As the screen lit up she understood why. When black me were on the screen the ball and rod would begin to vibrate softly. Emily found herself getting wet as illicit thoughts about what awaited her began racing through her mind.
It took her a while to realize that the machine to which she was hooked wouldn’t let her orgasm. Every time was close to cuming the machine would slow or stop allowing her to cool down before starting up again. The result was a tired, frustrated, and sweaty white wife.
About the time that Emily was realizing she wouldn’t be allowed to cum, Sharon Blackman was being strapped face down on her hands and knees over a large, padded bench that she noticed was surprisingly comfortable. There was a gap at the top that allowed her38D breasts to hang free. Like her ******** she had sandy brown hair and brown eyes. They both had pixy like faces with sharp chins and pointy noses.
Sharon Was about to begin her sentence and somewhere else in the building her ******** was about to do the same. She had never like the idea of reparations. She wondered why did she have fuck a black guy? She never owned slaves. She had never done anything to deserve this, and neither did her ********. This was so wrong
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her door opening and closing. Then the sound of a zipper being pulled down.
“I have one child, a reparations dividend from the program. I have two other children from my marriage. One of them is from my ex-husband. I am paying the same debt you are. We are cousins.” Seeing the confused look on Emily’s face she explained “Well not by blood but my parents adopted me as a baby while my *** was stationed in Korea. His ****** and your husband’s ****** are kin.” All this spilled out in a single breath. Amy said it in a cheery, optimistic tone that happy teenagers sometimes have.
“I know this can seem a little overwhelming, but I want you to see that even though you will be in the program you can still have a full, satisfying, and productive life. The conversion process will ease you into your new lifestyle. For the next week you will be given injections of IR-339 twice a day then you will watch informational videos about social issues, biology, reproductive genetics, societal oppression of blacks, reparations and what is needed for societal evolution. Each session lasts about two hours. After completing all the conversion sessions, you will be taken to what we like to call your turning out party. All eligible members of the families that our ancestors have wronged will be invited to attend as well as the other women from our families that are in the program. You will be secured to the breeding bench and anyone that wants to can have sex with and inseminate you.
“The IR-339 reprograms the pleasure centers in your brain to be highly susceptible to stimulation from African DNA. The videos will reinforce the importance of the program and your part in it. Your first load of black cum will activate the prepared pleasure centers in your brain to link sexual satisfaction with the African DNA. Your first orgasm after that will cement that link in your brain.
“After getting all that pleasure the demands of the program won’t seem so bad.”
“But my husband…..” Emily trailed off. Amy looked to Agent Barns who was typing away and looking at some notes on Emily’s file. Amy steeled herself. She had never had to do this before. Usually, they were notified in the letter she should have received. How do you tell a young wife and mother that she will never again enjoy sex with her husband? Amy took a deep breath and was relieved to hear Agent Barnes voice.
“What happens with you and your husband will be based on your relationship. Many of the women you will meet next week are still with their husbands. All have had to make changes in their relationships with their partners. Some haven’t been successful. The hard truth is you will no longer be sexually attracted to your husband. That doesn’t mean you can’t have sex with him. For years women have had sex with their husbands even when they weren’t enjoying it or just didn’t want to.”
“I’m sorry this all being dropped on you like this” Amy said sympathetically while reaching out to hold her hand. “It should have been in the letter.”
“I’m sorry too” began Agent Barnes “because that was my fault. You see when genealogically linked women enter the program their Agent would send out the letter and make contact to prepare her. In this case the agent didn’t get the notification.”
“Who was it?” Amy asked shocked at the carelessness someone had taken with this case. Being an Agent was a serious responsibility.
“One Agent Amy Summers. Congratulations Amy as you are 18 now you have been hired on. Emily was to be your first case. We thought it appropriate as you would be spending so much time together in the dormitory you could be the most help to her. Your notifications were to be sent to me and I would start the process, but it got gummed up in the works somehow. I’m very sorry Emily” Agent Barnes said sadly.
Inside Amy want to jump up and down and scream, but that would be inappropriate given the circumstances. Instead, she simply said “Thank you”.
“Well, you earned it. Now take Emily down to get her processed then onto the conversion room and help get her set up and started. After you are done with that, please come to my office we have a lot to talk about.”
“Yes sir” Amy paused. “Agent Barnes can I also have the case for Miss Eberhardt? I have some thoughts on how to make the process more effective for her. It would also be my first time handling a felony case.”
“Are you sure you want to take on that much responsibility so quickly?”
“I can handle it, Sir.”
“Good luck Agent Summers” Agent Barnes said and smiled as he handed the file to Amy. Amy liked the sound of her new title and smiled slightly as she took Emily’s hand and led her out of the room.
Emily was silent through the rest of her processing. Finally, Amy led Emily down a hallway and pushed open a door to a small changing room. Amy took a basket off the shelf and handed it to Emily.
“Put your clothes in here and we’ll go in, see the doctor and get you started. You’ve been pretty quiet. Are you OK?”
“I think I am still in shock” Emily paused. “I have been thinking about my husband. He doesn’t know about what’s going on and he’s expecting me to be home. Can I call him? I really want to talk to him”
“As your Agent I am here to help you in any way I can, so I will see what I can do. Normally once a subject comes in for conversion, they don’t get to see their ****** until they leave with their dividends. It helps to ensure a smooth conversion. But things are not normal this time, so I will see if I can arrange a call or even possibly a quick meeting. No promises though.”
While Emily removed her clothes and began folding them and putting them in the bin, Amy examined Emily’s fantastic body. Emily was 5’6 with an athletic frame, wide hips, and a flat toned stomach. She had small B cup breasts with small dark areolas and small nipples. Amy noted that soon her breasts would grow and be feeding her black child, just as her own barely A cups would.
When Amy had started paying her reparations she had never even considered having sex with another woman, but after years of service she now considered herself solidly bisexual. Her mouth began to water as Emily handed her the box and turned to the door at the other side of the room displaying her firm ass and well-defined legs. Amy found her pussy joining her mouth as she thought about Emily’s turning out party next week.
The door opened into a medical room containing two padded chairs with ominous looking straps. At the end of each were stirrups for their feet. Liesl was already strapped into one of the chairs, her head wobbling back and forth sweeping her heavily lidded eyes across the room. A doctor was injecting her with her first dose of IR-339. Liesl moaned a soft noooo. Then the doctor placed a VR headset on her.
“OK I am going to start your program now. If you look away from the screen or close your eyes for longer than a few seconds, the program will restart from the beginning. Just relax and this should only take about two hours. Then you will be taken to your room so you can rest. After that I’ll see you again at 2 o’clock.” The doctor placed a pair of noise canceling headphones on Liesl’s head and started the program.
Liesl’s eyes were filled with images of strong black bodies. Dark skinned men rippling with muscles and women with voluptuous breasts and flaring hips flashed on the screen. Next there would be news stories about racist crimes committed against the black race. Then short shows showing interracial couples. Then a few testimonials from women about how being blacked has improved their sex lives.
The doctor tuned to see Amy helping Emily into the chair.
“Amy good to see you. How have you been?” asked the doctor.
“I’m good, and you?” Amy replied as she began strapping Emily down.
“The baby is getting a little restless lately, but I think she should settle down soon” she said rubbing her distended belly.
“Is that your reparations dividend?” Emily blurted out without thinking.
“No this is my husband’s ********. One night were a little ***** and he was especially horny. He fucked me like he hadn’t seen a woman in years. I had warned him if he got me pregnant, I was going to volunteer at the breeding center until I had another black baby. When I told him I’d be strapped to a breeding table while dozens of complete strangers fucked with their big black cocks he went into a frenzy and well, you see the result” the doctor explained as she picked up another syringe.
When Amy finished strapping Emily into the chair she reached underneath and pulled up a large rubber ball with a small rod jutting out that was attached to the chair. It pressed gently against Emily’s pussy lips and the rod laid firmly across her clit. One her dose was administered the VR headset was fixed into place. Just before they put on her headphones, she heard Liesl moan quietly. As the screen lit up she understood why. When black me were on the screen the ball and rod would begin to vibrate softly. Emily found herself getting wet as illicit thoughts about what awaited her began racing through her mind.
It took her a while to realize that the machine to which she was hooked wouldn’t let her orgasm. Every time was close to cuming the machine would slow or stop allowing her to cool down before starting up again. The result was a tired, frustrated, and sweaty white wife.
About the time that Emily was realizing she wouldn’t be allowed to cum, Sharon Blackman was being strapped face down on her hands and knees over a large, padded bench that she noticed was surprisingly comfortable. There was a gap at the top that allowed her38D breasts to hang free. Like her ******** she had sandy brown hair and brown eyes. They both had pixy like faces with sharp chins and pointy noses.
Sharon Was about to begin her sentence and somewhere else in the building her ******** was about to do the same. She had never like the idea of reparations. She wondered why did she have fuck a black guy? She never owned slaves. She had never done anything to deserve this, and neither did her ********. This was so wrong
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her door opening and closing. Then the sound of a zipper being pulled down.
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and i can't help wondering how it might work on some white male 'guinea pigs'
