The Collar - TG Caption

"Hello, John."

"Cindy? What are you doing here?"

"I brought something for you, a gift. Here. It would be better to show you."

"What the hell? Is that some kind of collar?"

"Why yes it is, a very special collar. You see, when I put this on you, not only will it bind you permanently to me, making you utterly submissive to my command, it will transform you however I see fit. I'll be able to change you into my ideal lover. Won't that be nice?"

"...Ooo..k crazy lady. You need to leave, and you can take your 'gift' with you."

Looking disappointed, she turns to go before quickly spinning back and slapping something against my neck. I reach up only to find a cold and unyielding band now wrapped around my throat. Checking for some kind of catch to release it, I couldn't find any. As far as I could tell, it was one unbroken ring of smooth metal. Panicking, I grab it with both hands and began to tug frantically before an amused voice rings out.

"Shhh. Relax."

Like the voice is hard-wired to my brain, all struggle immediately ceases. I feel a wave of calmness wash through me and my arms drop heavily to my sides, breath coming easily as I look up to the source of the commanding voice. Cindy looks...different, like she's larger, or more real. She glows in my vision and I can't look away, not that I want to.

"Goodness, that was effective, and quick. Tell me John, how do you feel?"

"calm," I answer before continuing with, "...less?" to which she smiles widely.

"You are less, but more importantly, you are mine. And that is the most important thing in the world to you, isn't it?"

There is no flash of insight, no confusion as a lifetime's worth of wants and needs are instantly overwritten, replaced. One moment I'm John, and the next I'm hers. I hear a beeping noise and see a flash of blue light reflected in Cindy's eyes, only to realize it's coming from me, from the collar. Immediately after, it starts to change, growing thicker and extending down my chest. Long dark coils grow from the edges and began to snake further down my body, shredding my clothes and leaving me standing there naked, still calm, still relaxed, just like I should be, for Cindy.

"Hmm, you know what? This is a little boring." She smiles before continuing, "Lets restore your old personality for now, I want you to experience every moment as I wipe away the man you are and recreate you in a better image."

My mind clears and I freak right the hell out. By this point the 'collar' has grown into some kind of unitard thing that clings tightly and covers me in a way I'm unfamiliar with, cupping my crotch and only partially covering my chest. Additional material extends down my arms forming long black finger-less gloves. The thing was decidedly not made for my, or any male form, leaving me pretty sure I knew what was coming next. The woman that owned me confirmed as much with her following words.

"You're far too tall John. You're what, six foot? Well, I'm five and a half and you towering over me is unacceptable in our new relationship. Lets take you down to an even five. While we're at it, suck in that gut and shave a few inches off your waist. Slim the shoulders to match and, you know what? Lets just shrink everything. You're gonna be a petite little thing...mostly."

She trails off and my body compresses. It's not as instantaneous as the mental changes but it's still surprisingly quick. Within seconds I go from looking down into Cindy's eyes to looking up. The top of my head barely comes up to her chin and it feels 'right' in a way I can't explain. The feeling is terrifying, but she's far from done.

"Now, spread those hips nice and wide and add a little booty tilt to the spine. Your body's gonna 'force' you to move like a woman. And speaking of booty, I want to see a white-girl badonkadonk and soft round thighs hanging from those hips, all the better to frame your perfect little pussy."

Once again my body reforms to her spoken desire. My center of gravity shifts down and I grow out in every direction but up. Little movements send waves throughout my heavy new backside and bloated thighs. Disconcerting as this all is, any worries are temporarily wiped away by the euphoric feeling of my once proud member contracting more and more until it's nothing but a tiny nub, disappearing under a fold of skin at the apex of my new 'perfect little pussy'. The material between my legs splits, exposing the new opening to my owner and the world as a single drop of moisture drips out. I can't help but revel in the incredible feelings while my body transforms into what she wants it to be, what it should be.

"Time to finish this, I want to see long white-blonde hair and pretty baby-blue's in a sexy, feminine face. And last but most definitely not least, you need some balance, girl! Start growing those titties, and don't stop until I say!

My eyes burn then clear, only to be blocked by a curtain of pale hair. My face smooths and softens with huge elfin eyes topping a tiny nose and puffy, pouty lips. Finally, her last words take hold, and my heart THUMPs. Blood rushes throughout my body but seems to pool, collecting behind already enlarged nipples. THUMP More blood or magic or whatever is fueling these crazy changes collects and the nipples lift, flesh pushing them forever away from their old resting place. THUMP The forming cones quiver now with each beat as they continue to expand. As they do, the material that was once a simple collar expands right along with them, holding them tightly in a show of near indecent support. They're huge and actually do help balance the heavy ass pulling me backwards. Tearing my eyes away, I look up at the person that did this to me, that gave me me this unasked for form.

"Perfect. You are absolutely perfect."

And I smile, because I know it's true. Knowing instinctively what comes next, I drop to my knees, lean forward, and show her just how grateful I am.