Chapter Nine

“Order! Order in the court!” A scruffy masculine voice boomed around the room.

Jack blinked in confusion and stared around the courtroom. He was standing inside a transparent doll box, fixed in place. His wife and stepdaughter were solemnly sat beside him, dressed all in black as though they were attending a funeral.

Across the aisle stood Jack’s stepson, Billy, and his fraternity brothers, Connor and Bradley. They were each wearing a navy blue college letterman’s jacket. Billy looked smug with a massive grin on his face.

“I’m sorry, Mr Thorne, but the evidence is insurmountable,” the Judge addressed Jack.

Jack was bemused; what was he doing here? He stared down and discovered he was entirely naked inside the box. His huge F-cup breasts jutted out ahead of him and completely defied gravity. The doll box was transparent on all sides, giving everyone the perfect view of his sex doll body.

“You are a love doll, and love dolls are not entitled to the same god-given rights as humans,” Jack shuddered. He wasn’t a sex doll; he was a successful 54-year-old lawyer. “Billy has provided the relevant ownership papers, and I have no choice but to declare you as his property. My judgment is final, and dolls have no rights to appeal.” The bang of the Judge’s gavel felt like a stake through the heart. “Please return to your owner immediately.”

Jack’s doll box opened from the front, and he felt his body move of its own accord. Regina and Emma burst into tears beside him as he helplessly made his way toward the grinning frat boys. He eventually stood next to Billy, and the young student groped his property’s fat fake breast. “Mmmm, let’s get you home, Candi,” Billy said. “Back where you belong.”

As Billy began leading Jack out of the courtroom, an ear-splitting siren began to sound. Jack looked around at everyone’s shocked expression before everything started to distort and fade to black.

Jack’s eyes suddenly shot open, and his hand automatically smashed against his alarm clock, silencing the alarm. His breathing was heavy and out of control, and he glanced around the room in a panic.

He was lying on the plush double bed of his spare bedroom. He was back home. Jack took a moment to allow his breathing to calm down. Perhaps that latest software update wasn’t such a good idea after all. As the clinic worked as diligently as ever to return Jack to his rightful replacement body, they issued him with a major software update to help him feel like a human again. One of his new features was mimicked breathing. His chest now rose and fell with each breath, and his breathing would escalate when he was surprised or angry. The most significant change was the vivid dreams he would have whenever his operating system shut down for the evening. The AI in his software would analyze his thoughts throughout the day and create a dream based on the collected information. Unfortunately, as with humans, this meant he had just as much chance of experiencing a nightmare as he had experienced a serene dream.

Jack stood up and stared at himself in the mirror. While he preferred to be back in his masculine body, the image of his original Candi Doll physique staring back at him calmed him down. Things were moving in the right direction.

His long platinum blond locks had gone and were replaced with curly, fiery, red, free-flowing hair. His lips had shrunk dramatically, and he no longer possessed the permanently surprised expression that made him look so stupid. He was wearing a long, white, oversized plain t-shirt, but he could easily distinguish the much smaller breasts pressing against them. Gone were the gravity-defying F-cup bimbo tits, and in their place sat a far more respectable pair of C-cups, although still defying gravity.

He was still gorgeous and knew he would receive endless stares at the grocery store, but his overtly sexual physique had been replaced by a well-developed young woman’s body. He had his stepdaughter to thank for all of it. He had never treated her with respect, but if it weren’t for her, he would still be serving dozens of frat boys daily.

Jack thought back over the last couple of days. Since rescuing her stepfather, Emma had worked tirelessly to bring the company that allowed this to happen to justice. Jack & Emma visited the New U Clinic a couple of days ago. She threatened them with the largest lawsuit they had ever seen unless they returned Jack to a male body immediately.

The clinic CEO apologized profusely and told Jack that his team was making it their priority to get Jack’s new body ready as soon as possible. Emma ripped into the CEO’s promise and demanded that he try harder than that if he didn’t want his business shut down within months. Jack was impressed with his stepdaughter’s negotiating skills. If he hadn’t been such a fool before, he would have looked past Emma’s gender and offered her a position at his firm before she was poached by his rivals.

Not only did Emma so eloquently explain what Jack had been through, but she was also able to download his software logs to back it up. There was no way New U could squirm its way out of this one. The CEO began to take the duo seriously and promised Jack’s body would be ready in about a week. He assured Jack that his team was working 24 hours a day to get everything prepared. He also offered Jack and his entire family a lifetime New U platinum subscription package worth over $1 million as compensation for his ordeal. Jack was so elated by the good news that he accepted the offer and signed a contract forbidding him from suing them if they held up their end of the deal within a week.

Jack returned to the present, still staring at his redheaded reflection in the mirror, and his stepdaughter softly knocked on the guest bedroom door, inviting herself in. “How are you feeling?” She asked her feminized stepfather sympathetically.

Jack turned to face her. Emma’s dark hair was held up in a towel as though she had recently gotten out of the shower, and she wore a casual light pink t-shirt and navy blue sweatpants. She sat on Jack’s bed. “I’m doing great, thanks to you,” Jack replied. “Although those new dreams take some getting used to.” He decided not to reveal the details of his horrid nightmare to Emma.

The brunette smiled, “I can imagine, although it must be strange to have a completely blank mind when you’re sleeping.”

Jack gently shook his head. “No, not really,” he answered. “I kind of just closed my eyes and then opened them again, and it was suddenly morning.” He softly bit his lightly glossed lower lip. “Any news on Billy?”

Emma shifted uncomfortably at the mention of her brother’s name. She looked up at her sex doll father. “No. After I reported him to the police, they visited his frat house in Florida, but the bastard had already skipped town.” She sighed. “No one seems to know where he’s gone. Or if they did, they’re not telling.”

Jack’s head dropped. He wanted nothing more than to make his perverted son suffer and happily watch as his freedom was taken away, but that would have to wait. “Don’t worry. That piece of shit will get his comeuppance. Mark my words,” he smiled.

There was another faint knock on Jack’s door, and the lawyer’s wife, Regina, tentatively entered. Emma smiled and stood up, waving goodbye to her feminized stepfather and leaving the married couple alone.

Jack smiled at his wife but dropped the expression when he noticed the worried look on her face. “Regina, what’s wrong?” He said in his cute feminine tone.

“I’m sorry, Jack,” his blond-haired wife replied. “I’ve been trying to hold the fort down at work since your accident, but some of your clients have been getting restless.” She glanced down apologetically. “David Miller plans to take your name and redirect your clients over to him.”

Jack’s eyes widened. That slimy little snake. “He can’t do that! We have bylaws that prevent hostile takeovers.” The feminized man retorted.

Regina stepped forward. Her continued troubled expression did nothing to ease Jack’s nerves. “Well, apparently, the bylaws state that a named partner can take sole control if other partners are AWOL for a number of months. That time is fast approaching, Jack.”

The redheaded love doll gasped. He was so close to returning to his old body, he couldn’t afford to lose everything he had worked so hard to build. “There’s only one option then,” he said. “I’ll have to pay my business partner a little visit, won’t I?”

His wife gasped. She stepped forward and rested a hand on her feminized husband’s shoulder. “Are you sure, Jack?” She said nervously. “This could destroy your reputation.”

He shrugged his wife’s hand away. “I have no choice, Regina!” He said frustratingly. “If you have a better suggestion, I’d love to hear it.”

Regina parted her lips to reply, but her mind was blank. She knew her husband was right. “O- Okay,” she stuttered. “Go see Emma before you leave. She can pick out an outfit for you.”

Jack nodded before his head lowered. The enormity of what he was about to do started sinking in, but the feminized lawyer knew he had no choice. It was the only way to keep control of his company.

❖

Jack exited the elevator and tottered in on the 24th floor. He nervously tugged the seam of his black PVC mid-thigh-length pencil skirt and cussed his stepdaughter in his head for choosing this outfit; this was certainly not the type of getup Emma would wear to the office.

He wore a white button-up blouse. The blouse covered his arms and entire torso. However, the buttons started halfway down the shirt, forcing him to show off too much cleavage even with his modest C-cup breasts. His skirt was made out of a shiny PVC material and stretched over his ass, reaching his mid-thighs, just above the knees. He was wearing semi-transparent pantyhose; they gave his legs no extra color but presented a smooth, shiny appearance.

His feet were wrapped in 4” black patent stiletto heels, which clicked loudly in the corridor halls. Jack had designed the flooring for this exact purpose, as he loved the sound of a woman prancing around in sexy high heels. The sound wasn’t nearly as pleasing to his ears when it emanated from his feet.

His eyes were smoky, and his lips were bright red. When he questioned his stepdaughter, she told him that he needed to catch his business partner’s attention with his femininity. She said that he would be putty in Jack’s hands when he saw the feminized lawyer. In truth, this was Emma’s small piece of revenge before Jack turned back to normal. He had constantly belittled her because she was a woman, and she thought it was appropriate to dress Jack up in an outfit he deemed suitable for women to wear in the office.

Jack lightly tapped on his named partner’s door and entered when given the signal. David Miller’s eyes widened in glee when he glanced up and saw the pretty redhead office girl step through his door. “Well, hello there,” he said perversely. “It’s not my birthday for three months, but I’m not one to say no to a strippergram.”

Jack groaned. David was a married man, but his extracurricular antics were well-known around the office. “Just shut up, David!” Jack blurted out, prompting his partner to drop his smile in surprise and confusion. “It’s me, Jack!” he declared. David’s expression was a perfect mixture of amusement and bafflement; what was this bimbo talking about?

*One Hour Later*

Jack had spent the last hour explaining exactly what had happened to him in excruciating detail. From the moment he signed up for the insurance package and when he had the accident to the moment he awoke inside a love doll’s body and how he spent the last couple of months in Florida. He left out the details of precisely what he was up to in Florida, but his story was enough to convince David he was telling the truth.

“Very well, Jack,” David replied. “I guess I can’t push you out of the firm after all.” He winked and chuckled at the redhead as though he was making some hilarious joke. Jack didn’t find it as funny. Jack’s sixty-year-old partner leaned back on his executive chair, not hiding his lustful glare towards his transformed partner. “However, we do have a slight problem.”

Jack arched a pencil-thin eyebrow. “What problem?” He asked although he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer.

“Mr Yamamoto is waiting in the meeting room.” Jack’s eyes widened at the mention of his largest client’s name.

“Well, you know the drill. Send Melanie in to deal with him,” Jack said, referring to the junior partner David had hired without Jack’s permission. It was known that Hiroki Yamamoto would only deal with beautiful women, or Jack himself.

“Melanie quit,” David informed his partner. “After the last meeting with Yamamoto Industries, she said she had never felt so dehumanized and quit on the spot. I think she has gone back to Holloway & Rivers.”

Jack groaned. A couple of months ago, he would have been elated at the news, but it put Jack in a tight spot. Melanie wasn’t the first female partner to be driven away after being subjected to Mr Yamamoto’s antics. Between that and Jack’s reluctance to hire female lawyers, there was no one left that Hiroki would accept a meeting with until Jack was given his replacement body. “Mr Yamamoto has demanded to know how his divorce settlement was panning out, and he is not in the greatest of moods.”

Jack sighed. “Fine, I’ll go,” he said in resignation.

Surprisingly, David grinned and clapped his hands as though he predicted what Jack would say. “Fantastic, let’s go,” the lawyer said, standing up from his desk and collecting a file from his drawer.

Jack stared in confusion. “Ugh, you don’t have to come, too.”

David chuckled. “Of course I do. You haven’t been around for a few months. Everything has progressed since then. I’ll be there for backup.” Jack raised an eyebrow. He had the feeling David was there for more than just backup, but he couldn’t refuse the offer. He reluctantly stood on his heels and headed towards the dreaded meeting room with his partner.

❖

Jack was humiliated. He had been subjected to countless sexual terrors back at the frat house. Still, nothing could prepare him for being groped and belittled in his own building at the hands of his older and most trusted client.

David had hesitantly introduced Jack as Jessica, or Jessi for short, and the Japanese businessman took an immediate interest in him. He demanded an update on his divorce, and it became painfully clear that Jack’s information was indeed outdated. Whereas Jack believed they had swindled the settlement down to $40 million, his associates had managed to negotiate even further to just below that figure in Jack’s absence.

Once Mr Yamamoto had lost trust in Jack’s law abilities, he commanded the redhead to sit on his lap and look pretty while the adults spoke. Jack was too fearful of losing his first major client to refuse the man and reluctantly sat on the businessman’s leg before Hiroki slid the redhead’s ass towards his crotch.

Jack silently tolerated his client’s groping and fondling, feeling the man’s arms roam over his C-cup breasts and under his miniskirt. At one point, Yamamoto slipped one of Jack’s breasts from his blouse, squeezing the love doll’s nipple before slipping it back into his top. David seemed amused by the entire interaction.

The meeting culminated with a handshake between Hiroki and David. “I am satisfied you are doing a good job,” the Japanese CEO said. “This one is pretty,” he commented before squeezing Jack’s right breast once more. “Keep hold of this one, but keep her away from my files.” He laughed.

David returned the laugh. “Of course, Mr Yamamoto,” he replied. “We didn’t hire Jessi for her brains.” Jack glared at his partner after his crude comment but only received a wink in response. Miller’s retort prompted a haughtier laugh from the CEO.

The businessman removed Jack from his lap and shook David’s hand again before exiting the meeting room. David parts his lips to speak, but Jack cuts him off. “Don’t you dare speak a word of this to anyone,” he spat out. Miller ran his hand along his lips and mimicked zipping them shit. Jack stormed out of the room. He did what he had to do, but something told him he wouldn’t live this down.

❖

Evening came, and Jack prepared a candlelit dinner with his wife while Emma visited friends. Jack looked somewhat ridiculous in an oversized black suit with a red bow tie. Regina struggled to hide her amusement when she saw him for the first time, but he was determined to put all femininity behind him.

Regina, for her part, really made the effort to stand out. She adorned her finest jewelry and tottered down the stairs in a sparkling gold backless dress. She looked fantastic, and she almost took her husband’s breath away.

Jack tried to lean in for a kiss as she approached him, but Regina pushed him away. “Please, Jack. I am really trying, but I’m just not into women.” He groaned when she spoke, but he didn’t push any further.

They sat down for dinner, and Jack attempted to break the awkward silence by chatting about their memories, but Regina only contributed half-heartedly, and it was clear something was on her mind.

“Dear, talk to me.” Jack asked his wife, “What’s wrong?”

Regina sighed and stared into his husband’s artificial blue eyes. “I just want my Jack back.” Jack started to form a response, but she continued, “I know you are in there, but look at you. You sound like an 18-year-old cheerleader, and you look like a man-eater, no matter how hard you try to hide your beauty.”

“Baby,” Jack cutely responded, taking hold of his wife’s hand, but she drew back. “The clinic promised I’d return to my replacement body within the week. Give it time, and we will be back to normal.”

Regina’s eyes widened, “Back to normal?!” She cried out. “After these past few months? After everything my son has done. Nothing will be normal ever again!” Jack could see the fury in his wife’s eyes, something he hadn’t seen much of before.

“Babe-” Jack tried to reason with her but was interrupted when his cell phone rang. He peered down at the number; it was the New U Clinic. He immediately picked up the phone and answered the call.

“Hello?”

“Yes, this is her- him.”

“Really? Are you serious?”

“That’s great news.”

“I can’t wait to tell the family.”

“Absolutely, I’ll see you then.”

“I won’t be late.”

“Bye, doctor.”

Regina stared at her feminized husband with anticipation.

“I, uhh, they have my body almost ready.” He said nervously. “They have booked me in for an appointment in two days.”

“Oh my god, that’s great!” Regina exclaimed with joy, jumping up from her seat and giving her husband a big hug.

Jack was taken aback by his wife’s sudden moment of affection, but he wasn’t complaining. “I can’t wait to see you in that new body and go for a test drive,” she growled at him seductively. He moved in for a kiss, but she backed away again. “Nu-uh. We are so close now. Let’s wait until Monday night, she winked before skipping out of the room, leaving Jack alone. Only two days of this torture remained, he thought to himself.

❖

Two days later, Jack found himself in the same medical bed he awoke from three months ago. He had several tubes protruding from his arm, connecting to various machines, and was wearing a plain white medical gown with the New U Clinic logo across his chest.

The doctor was tapping away on a medical tablet and explaining the procedure to Jack for the fourth time. It was a sensitive procedure, and Jack needed to know the risks. Still, after the last couple of months he had, the redheaded lawyer wasn’t interested in listening.

“I just need to perform two further tests on your new body, Mr Thorpe,” the gray-haired doctor said. “Once those have passed, we can start the procedure. You’ll be jumping around in your new body in the next couple of hours, I promise.” The doctor smiled reassuringly.

Jack smiled back. Everything was starting to come together. He allowed his mind to drift away for a moment. In a year, no one would even remember these last few months. He was given a second chance.

The doctor left the room to attend to Jack’s replacement body, and the redheaded love doll allowed himself to close his eyes peacefully; it was hard to imagine that he was just two hours away from standing in his own shoes again.

Shortly after he closed his eyes, Jack heard his recovery room door open again. Was the doctor already ready for him? The feminized man slowly opened his eyes and gasped in horror at the sight before him. His runaway stepson, Billy, was standing over the sex doll with a furious, determined look on his face.

Jack immediately struggled and attempted to push his evil stepson away. Billy, wearing his navy blue college letterman’s jacket, towered over the lying down redhead, but Jack wasn’t prepared to go down without a fight. He lifted his left arm to slap Billy across the face, but his arm suddenly dropped to his side. The feminized man attempted to scream out, but his voicebox had been muted.

Confused and dazed, Jack helplessly stared up at the evil college student before he noticed Billy holding up a wire that had previously been inserted into Jack’s arm. The bastard had temporarily paralyzed him.

“I’m so sorry, Jack,” Billy said shakily. There was a strange sincerity in his voice that Jack hadn’t detected before. “I don’t have a choice.” Jack stared at his stepson helplessly. What was going on? “I’ve gotten myself in a bad situation, Dad.” There was a sense of urgency in Billy’s voice. Something was wrong.

Billy reached the end of Jack’s bed and picked up the tablet the doctor had been working on before. Billy attempted to hack into the security screen. After several unsuccessful attempts, he finally heard a successful ‘ding’ and loaded up the screen. “This clinic truly has the latest technology,” Billy said. “But the entire system is built on AI. Once you can access the system, it’s amazing to see what alterations you can make.”

Jack didn’t like where this was heading and tried to call out, but his words failed him. Billy continued, “I didn’t want to do this, Jack. I just wanted to have a little fun.” He spoke hesitantly. “I wanted to make you pay for all the times you belittled me.” Jack noticed something change in Billy’s eyes. The college student stared at his feminized stepfather with hate. “Screw it, you deserve this!” He shouted before tapping away on the tablet again.

Jack suddenly felt his eyes struggle to stay open. The more he attempted to stay awake, the quicker he began to feel drowsy. “Hey. Yes, it’s done. Am I free t…” Jack heard his stepson say before everything faded to black.