John Miller laid there on the bed, panting heavily, body still quivering from the intense orgasm that had rocked through his newly petite Asian frame. He stared up at the ceiling in shock, trying to process the impossible reality of what had just happened. Shu Wei got off the new woman with a satisfied smirk. The policeman opened his mouth to speak but froze at the unfamiliar sound of her own voice. “What…what you do… do me?” she stammered out in broken English, wincing at the thick Chinese accent that now colored her words.

Shu Wei tsked and shook her head. “Your English is so poor, little Su Li. You will need many lessons to improve,” she remarked, switching effortlessly to her native Mandarin.

“Su Li? Who Su li!? I police… I John Mi-” the policeman protested weakly, forcing himself to use English while his thoughts increasingly defaulted to what he now knew to be Mandarin.

“No!” Shu Wei cut her off sharply. “You are Su Li now. Our newest flower. You belong to us.”

“No, never! I won’t work for you!” John replied, allowing himself to slip into easy Mandarin as he shook his head vehemently, trying to muster to strength of will he had as a New York detective. His new body felt so weak.

Shu Wei just laughed, a cruel, knowing sound. “Silly girl. You cannot disobey us anymore. You will do exactly as you are told. Forget that silly laowai name, now!”

She then leaned in close, her eyes boring into Su Li’s. “So, what is your name?”

“M-my name…my name is…” The protest died on John’s tongue. What was his old name again? He could no longer recall. Only one name remained “Su Li,” he finished meekly. “I am Su Li.”

“Good girl,” Shu Wei purred, patting her on the head like an obedient puppy. “Now go shower and prepare yourself. The owner will be here soon to break in his newest plaything.” She slipped her panties back up her legs, picked John’s discarded clothes off the floor and then left: leaving Su li alone in the mahogany room.

Run! Just Run! Su Li thought in his head. He truly wanted to run, but as he felt himself rise on shaky legs and stumble towards the bathroom in a daze, he realized that he truly could not disobey. It was just as Shu Wei had said. Standing under the warm spray of the shower, he caught sight of his reflection and froze. A beautiful Chinese woman stared back at him. Petite and slender, with flawless skin, delicate features, and long silky black hair. He ran her hands over her new curves in wonder, cupping her pert breasts and tracing her tight little rear. It didn’t feel real. It couldn’t be real. But it was.

Su Li was jolted out of her reverie as he heard the sliding door open once more and heavy steps inside of the room. Su Li froze. JUST RUN AWAY! He screamed internally. But he didn’t run. He couldn’t run. Instead, he felt himself dry his body and then wrap a short silk robe around his nude body. He knew it was futile to resist.

The man who had entered was an older, balding Chinese man. He gazed at Su Li like a wolf eyeing a lamb. “Well hello there, gorgeous,” he leered in Mandarin, undoing his belt. “You are the policeman who was going to betray us. Or were. Now you’re going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you?”

How did they know he wasn’t going to stick to their bargain? Su Li wondered as he swallowed hard, hands trembling. He wanted to scream, to fight, to run away:  but his body wouldn’t obey. Without a word, he untied his robe and let it slither to the ground, presenting himself to him. A needy heat was already blossoming between his legs, his new pussy aching to be filled. His mind screamed in protest, but his body obeyed someone else now. He gracefully sank to his knees before the man towering over him.

“Such an obedient little slut,” he purred approvingly, pulling his pants and underwear down before roughly grabbing the new woman’s silky black hair and pressing his hardening cock against newly plump lips. Su Li whimpered but his mouth fell open, welcoming the thick shaft as the man thrust into his warm, wet mouth.

He could only kneel there, fighting back tears of humiliation as the man fucked his face. Su Li’s small hands came up to stroke and caress the man’s balls as he swirled his tongue around him like a seasoned whore. Su Li was horrified at his body’s betrayal, at the ease with which it submitted to such degrading acts. After a few minutes, the man pulled out, his cock bobbing obscenely in Su Li’s face, slick with his saliva. “On the bed, bitch. I want to bury my cock in your other hole.”

Fear and unwanted anticipation shivered through Su Li as he felt himself rise and position himself on the bed, head down and ass up, presenting himself to be mounted by the man. He trembled and bit his lip, bracing for the violation he knew was coming. The man wasted no time, grabbing his hips and slamming his cock into his incredibly tight Asian pussy in one brutal thrust. “Ahhhhnnn!” Su Li wailed, his body convulsing at the sudden intrusion stretching her open. The man was far too big but his pussy quickly adjusted, slick walls fluttering around the intruding cock.

Each powerful thrust rocked Su Li’s petite frame, sending a burst of agonized ecstasy exploding through his nerves with building intensity. His modest breasts swayed heavily and he fisted his hands in the sheets, panting and undulating his hips back against the man. It felt devastatingly amazing, but revulsion coiled in his stomach that he could enjoy such a violating act.

“You love this, don’t you? Love being fucked by a superior man,” The man laughed cruelly, one hand landing a sharp smack on her ass. Su Li yelped and clenched down around him, the pain only heightening the unwanted pleasure.

To his horror and disgust, Su Li could feel his pussy growing wetter, his sensitive walls rippling around the hard shaft. The pressure was building deep in Su Li’s core, his body climbing towards a peak even as his mind recoiled.

“No no no…” he chanted internally, but it was too late. With a strangled cry, Su Li came hard, his untouched pussy spasming almost violently on the thick cock splitting her open. The man just fucked him through it, pounding into his fluttering heat until with a final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and unleashed a copious load of semen deep into his unprotected womb.

Su Li shuddered at the feeling of being marked and claimed so thoroughly, hot tears of shame dampening his cheeks. But even then, in his despair, he couldn’t help but clench her muscles, milking the last drops of the man’s seed into his conquered cunt.

The man pulled out Su Li’s slumped on the bed, panting.

“You are our property now, an exotic yellow toy for well-paying American men” he says as he pulls his underwear and pants back. “Clean yourself up and wait here, until your first client comes for you! “

He turned, leaving Su Li on the bed, abandoned. The new woman was a prisoner of his body. His mind might resist, but his flesh would forever obey. He felt himself get up once more and walk towards the shower. He felt himself walk towards his new life. As Su Li. As a Chinese whore.

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