You are tied to a chair and naked; your cock is erect and rock hard. You are close to coming, so fucking close to cumming, but she isn’t letting you. The Chinese nymph you invited home is enjoying making you suffer. It didn’t start this way. When you first asked her to your home, she seemed normal, vanilla even. But this was how she lowered your defences, and now you are at her mercy. She will make you beg for release before she gives it to you. You’ll be her little fuck toy until she decides that she has punished you enough.

She has long black hair, soft skin, big brown eyes and a perfect smile. She is wearing an elegant white dress, with a slit up one side of her thigh. Her legs are bare and glorious, her skin smooth and flawless. On her feet are a pair of black high heels contrasting beautifully against her white dress.

“Please,” you moan, “please let me cum.”

“No!” she laughs, “I want to hear you beg for it.”

She leans forward and licks the head of your cock, then sucks on it. She is extremely sensitive to every twitch, every movement of your body. She knows when you are getting to the point of no return and is a master of stopping right there. She could torture you for hours if she wanted to, maybe even days. She wants to keep you horny, horny for her. She wants you desperate to please her, desperate to get off so that you can have relief.

“Fuck,” you moan, “fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“That’s right,” she says, “that’s what I want to hear.”

Her lips wrap around your shaft and begin sucking. She’s good at this. You feel yourself rising towards the brink of orgasm. Your whole body feels tense as you fight back the urge to cum. She is torturing you, pure and simple.

“Please, oh god, please let me cum,” you cry out.

“You don’t need to beg me,” she says, “I know you want to cum.”

Your cock throbs in her mouth. She’s teasing you mercilessly, prolonging your pleasure. Finally, she pulls away from your cock, leaving you hanging there, twitching and desperate. She grabs your balls and squeezes them gently.

“You are not going to cum tonight unless you admit to your dirty little secret,” she says with a smirk.

“What?” you ask, wracking your brain for what kind of secret she could know. You just met her, after all.

“Don’t play dumb,” she says, “I know about your secret desires and Asian women.”

Liking Asian women? Is that all she has? It’s hardly a secret, and it’s no source of shame. “Is that it?” You ask. “Yellow fever is the dirty little secret you were talking about?”

“Oh, it’s much deeper than that.” She says, “Let me change the question. Imagine you are wearing my heels.” She points at her black heels.

“What the fuck are you talking about!?” You ask indignantly while feeling a twitch below all the same. She couldn’t possibly know, could she?

“Imaging my heels fit you perfectly because you have small, slender feet like mine. Leading up to toned, shapely legs.” She touches her legs.

“I don’t understand what you are talking about!” You shout angrily, but you can’t help imagining it. Your rock hard cock somehow gets a little stiffer when thinking about having smooth, long legs like hers.

“You are wearing stockings, of course, silky stockings rubbing against your silky skin. You see a tear in your stockings, and through the hole, you can make out the yellow hue of your Asian skin.” She runs her fingers along her smooth thigh. “How does this all make you feel?”

“I don’t feel anything!” You lie, your cock straining against the air. She knows. She definitely knows. How could she?

“You can’t lie to me; I know what you think. I know how you feel. It’s such a turn-on for you. You like thinking about being a woman, especially an Asian woman just like me.”

“I-I don’t think that way!” So you say, trying to deny it.

“You are turned on by the idea of being an Asian woman.” She grabs your cock in her slender hand and massages it excruciatingly slowly. “Admit it, and I will let you cum.”

“No!” you shout.

“Come on, admit it, you want to be an Asian woman. You want to be a small Asian slut who loves sucking cocks. Admit it, and only then will I let you release.” She teases you relentlessly.

“I don’t!” You shout.

“I know you do,” she says. “Tell me, tell me what you really want.”

“I…I…” You stammer.

“Admit, you want to be a little Asian whore, begging for cocks in a strong Asian accent. Begging white men to fuck your tight little Asian body!”

You feel your cock swelling inside her hand. You are close once again. You want the release so bad. You know she can stop you cumming again if she wants to. You look down at her hand stroking your cock. Her fingers are moving slowly, almost teasingly. You get so close, so fucking close and then… Nothing. She stopped perfectly once again.

“Please, not again,” you whisper, “please let me cum this time.”

She is still holding your cock firmly in her hand. Finally, she leans forward and whispers. “Just admit it.” You give in.

“I want to be a little Asian slut,” you gasp.

“More,” she says.

“I want to be a little Asian whore who begs men for sex!” You shout.

“More!” She shouts.

“I WANT TO BE A LITTLE ASIAN WHORE!” You scream. She then starts rubbing your cock again. “I WANT TO BEG IN MY STRONG ASIAN ACCENT FOR WHITE MEN’S COCKS!” As you cry this last part, you finally cum. Your orgasm washes over you as you cum into her hand. You shoot load after load into her palm. She squeezes your cock until every drop spurts out of you.

“Was that so hard?” She asks with a smile. “Admitting makes you feel better, right?”

“Why did you make me say those things?” You ask, still a little shaken from the experience.

“You mean why I made you tell the truth?” she replies. You know that she is right. It’s been true for years. You have dreamt about being an Asian woman for most of your life.

“How… How did you know?” You ask meekly.

“I just do.” She smiles. “I want people to be their true selves. Now that you have admitted what you want, we can work on making it a reality.” She says.

“What the fuck are you talking about now?” You ask angrily, worried about this ordeal not being over. “What are you going to do now?”

“I’m going to make your dreams a reality!” She says with a wink.

“What do you mean?” You ask suspiciously.

“I already told you. I want everyone to be their true selves” The woman looks into your eyes; she has deep brown eyes that someone seems to captivate you. Her eyes are gorgeous. They seem to be pulling you in like you are moving closer and closer and closer. Soon you feel like you are so close that she can suck inside her irises. But you aren’t moving, not really. Only your consciousness moves, its anchors to the world lifted as it floats towards her, coming under her power. You are under a trance. She locks you into her spell.

“Listen carefully and follow my instructions to the letter.” She commands.

“Yes…” You say weakly.

“Look at my black heels again.” She points down, and your eyes dutifully follow down to her black heels. You drink in every detail: the shiny black material, the tops of her feet peaking from the entrance to the shoes. “Be completely honest with me. Do you want to wear heels just like mine?”

You don’t hesitate, as you find that you can finally be honest under the trance. “Yes.” You answer slowly, nodding your head. You imagine yourself putting on those heels; you see it so clearly as your cock begins to twitch.

“You are putting them on, right?” you nod, and she continues. “But then you notice they don’t fit. You want to put them on, but you don’t have the right equipment to fit them. So you ask yourself,  what kind of feet would fit them best?”

“I need a woman’s foot,” you say without thinking.

“Exactly,” she says, smiling. “What size do you think you would need?”

“A woman’s size, maybe a size 3 or 4?” You answer.

“Describe the foot that should wear your heels?” She asks.

“Small, delicate, feminine,” you say.

“Perfect!” She says. “What else do you see in those feet?”

“The skin tone is Asian: pale but with a yellow hue. The toes are long and slim.” You describe.

“You see it all?” She asks. “These feet fit the shoe, right?”

“They fit perfectly,” you reply confidently.

“Now, look down at your own bare feet.” She commands. You slowly look away from her heels and look down. You notice that your feet are very much like hers now. They are the spitting image of the feet you were just thinking about.

“You have little Asian feet,” she says. “Congratulations.” Your cock goes from just twitching and becomes rock hard. You have little Asian feet. You really have little Asian toes below you. You think something is wrong in the back of your mind, but your trance doesn’t loosen. She has you under her power ultimately.

“Now, look at my legs.” She commands. Your eyes move from your little Asian feet and fix on her legs. She has great legs, shapely and blemish-free. “Do you like my legs?” She asks with a big smile.

“I do, but…”

“But?”

“I prefer women to wear black stockings.” You reply.

“Yes, I understand. Please describe these stockings to me.” She commands.

“They’re black, and they go up to mid-thigh,” you say. “The top is patterned lace, and there is a seem at the back and front. The stockings are tight around the thighs and calves, almost like a second layer of skin.”

“Perfect!” She says. “Now imagine slipping these stockings on.” You do so, and you feel the silky material pull over your feet and slide up your leg. You have always wanted to wear stockings just like them. But you notice there is a problem.

“They don’t fit me well, and they don’t feel good either.” You tell her.

“Why is that?”

“My legs are too big.” You reply.

“And?”

“They are too hairy.”

“So what kind of legs would fit the silk stockings,” she asks.

“Slender and shapely legs.” Your answer. “Slender ankles, toned calves, leading to silky smooth thighs!”

“Just like mine legs!” She exclaims. “And just how would these legs compare to your new feet?”

“They match each other perfectly.”

“In what way?”

“They are proportioned perfectly. And the skin color is the same on both my feet and legs.

“Now, look down at your feet again.” She commands. You slowly look away from her legs and look down. Your feet are the same little Asian feet as before, but they are now attached to a pair of matching legs. Slender and shapely legs, with perfect, supple Asian skin.

“You have slender Asian legs,” she says. “To match your little Asian feet.” You feel like you cum right there. You have never felt this excited before. But you can only sit there helpless, tied to the chair and tied to her trance. “Now, look at my eyes again.” She commands, and your eyes move from your slender Asian legs to her brilliant brown eyes.

She continues. “Imagine you were with your perfect woman on a date and managed to take her home. She starts to strip off her clothes for you; what would her panties look like when she stripped her pants?” She asks. You see it, and you see this perfect woman in front of you. You see her take off her pants.

“Her panties would be lace like the top of my stockings and black.” You reply. You can see them, the dark lace patterns that reveal a lot of the skin beneath.

“Could you wear those panties?” The woman asks. You see yourself holding the panties, bringing them up over your legs but then…

“My ass and hips are the wrong shape,” you reply. “I need a pair of wide hips alongside a big heart-shaped ass.”

“Is that the only problem?”

“No, I’d have a bulge!” You reply, disgusted at the idea of that bulge in those lace panties.

“Ah, why is that?”

“I have a cock, but I need a pussy instead.” You reply.

“What kind of pussy?” she asks, smiling wide.

“I’d need a tight slit of a pussy and no pubic hair as it would stick through the lace.”

“Is that what you perfect woman has?”

“Yes, it’s ready for me. It’s wet, and the skin glistens with her fluids.” You imagine the perfect woman below you, ready to take your cock. You move in but hear the Chinese nymph speak, breaking your dream.

“Look down at yourself.” The woman commands. You look down, and you see you now have both the thighs and ass you described. Alongside a glistening slit, your very own pussy.

“Oh god,” you moan. “It’s so beautiful.”

“You have a pretty Asian pussy.” She says. “But we aren’t finished yet. Now imagine you are lying on the bed. You are back in the dream, but the perfect woman is on top of you instead. She is sliding into you, stretching you open. She is fucking you, slowly at first, then faster as she gets comfortable inside you.” She continues. You see it, and you know the woman on top of you. You see her move in and out of you, again and again.

“But why is she a woman?” You wonder out loud. “Shouldn’t she be a man?”

“Maybe a man, maybe a woman. You decide.” She says casually.

“A man,” you say. “He has a nice big cock, and he fucks me hard. He thrusts his cock deep inside me, and then…” You see the perfect woman turn into a strong white man.

“And then?” She prods.

“He puts his arms around me. He grabs at my tits. His hands are strong and callused. They feel so good against my breasts. I reach up and grab at him, pulling him closer to me. We kiss, our tongues entwined together.” You continue.

“What kind of body does he like to hold?” She asks.

“Well, it must be a small body, with narrow shoulders so he can easily wrap his arms around me. He grabs my tits, so there must be something to grab.” You reply.

“How big are his hands?” She asks. “How do they compare to your hands?”

“Bigger than mine, much bigger, I think. The man’s hands are muscular and thick, and he easily holds me down because my arms are weak. He pulls me close to him, his mouth pressed against my neck. I can feel his breath on my skin. It makes me shiver.” You continue.

“So what kind of body is he playing with?”

“As I said, small delicate hands, thin and weak arms, narrow shoulders, big tits and a long thin neck.” You reply. You see the man thrusting inside you, and you feel the pleasure it brings. But once again, the Chinese nymph pulls you back.

“Now look down at yourself”, She commands. You look down, and you see everything below your chin has changed. You have a woman’s torso, with narrow shoulders and a thin waist. Your skin is entire of an Asian tone and soft and blemish-free. Your arms are weak, and your little hands are slender and delicate. Your tits are large, with big nipples to match. It matches your legs perfectly.

“You have perky Asian tits and a body to match.”

“But I’m not done yet.” You reply.

“No, not yet.” She says with a smile. She pulls out a mirror from her handbag and puts it in front of your face. “Look into the mirror!” You do so.

“It’s blank.” You tell her.

“Just imagine the kind of face you should see in the mirror.” She commands. You look into the mirror and see your perfect face staring back at you. Your face has a rounded jawline and high cheekbones. Your eyes are large and almond-shaped. Your lips are full and red, and your nose is straight and slightly upturned. Your face also has a tiny mole just above your left eye. Finally, you can see your face framed with long, straight black hair.

“That’s me!?” You ask

“Yes, it is.” She replies, putting the mirror away. “Look into my eyes one more time. We have one last change to make.”

“Imagine you are with a hot guy and want him to take him home and fuck you.” She says.

“Yes! I am so horny,” you reply. Your pussy has been getting more excited as you imagine the strong white man.

“Describe the man.”

“He is white, and he is tall. He is lean and muscled. His arms are toned, and his chest is flat. He is handsome, with bright blue eyes. He has great dimples when he smiles.” You continue.

“So what do you say to the man? What will you tell him?” She asks.

“I’ll tell him I’m a slut for white cock. That I love white cock. And that I want more. I want to be fucked hard. So I tell him he should take me home and fuck me!”

“No, not like that?”

“Huh?” You say, confused.

“You didn’t get a good education in your home country.” She says.

“What do you mean?”

“Well,  you never studied English well, right? “

“Right”

“That means you don’t know how to speak so clearly.”

“That makes sense.”

“So ask the man again?”

You pause for a moment. You see yourself looking at the man, and you make eye contact. You bring all your English to bear. “Me so horny, me suck big cock. I go home with you. Suck and Fuck. Fuck and suck!” You yell in a stereotypically broken Asian accent.

“Yes that is much better, right?”

“Yes.” You say.

“Good. You are perfect.” She says. “It’s time for you to wake up.”

“WAKE UP!” She says again, loudly.

You slowly come back from your trance. You can prominently feel the chair beneath you and the ropes cutting against your arms.

“So, now you are your true self. How do you feel now?” She asks.

“Me feel… no good.” You say.

“Not good?” She says.

“Me no good. No good. No, speak good English. No can speak” You say.

She laughs. “You sound like the real you.” She says. “Look down at your body.”

You look down. The changes to you were not an illusion of the trance. You have cute little Asian feet and slender Asian legs. Leading up to a pretty Asian pussy and perky Asian tits. Your whole skin has that yellow Asian hue, and your long black hair flows down your shoulders.

“How. How can do?” You ask.

“You’re beautiful.” She says. “I told you I could make you in to your true self. Now you have to accept that.”

“No, me want back? Change back!” You beg.

“You are a hot Asian girl. You are a slut who loves white cock. You are a whore who wants to fuck any white man she sees.” She says.

“No, no, no!” You scream, but your pussy is on fire. You feel so horny, and you need to cum. You try to move your hands, but they are tied behind your back.

“Please, change back.”

“No, but let me make you cum one last time before I go.” She says, walking over to you and kneeling. She begins to tongue your pussy. First, she licks your clit and then sucks it in her mouth. Then, she sticks two fingers inside of you.

“Oh.” You moan as she fucks your pussy with her fingers. You start to cum. She keeps sucking your clit and then shoves in a third finger.

“Feel good. Feel very good!”

“Tell me your name!” She says. “Tell me your name, and you can come!”

“Mei…” You breathe heavily. “Mei Ling…” You feel the crescendo build. I AM MEI LING!” You scream.

“Yes, yes, Mei Ling. Come for me!” She says.

You cum harder than you ever have before. Nothing a man can experience comes close. Waves of pleasure wash over you. Your pussy is still being sucked by her, and you cum even harder still. You feel like you might die from the pleasure.

“Mmm, that was good, Mei Ling,” She says. “You are such a good little Asian slut. Now I think it’s time for you to be free.” She unties you.

****

You are in a room, a plain metallic room with a table in the middle of it. On each side of the table, there is a chair, and you are sitting in one chair, wearing nothing but a white dress and a pair of white sandals. A white policeman sits in the other chair.

“Are you ready to talk?” The policeman asks.

“Yes. I talk!” You reply.

“Good, then let’s begin. I understand you have no proof of the right to stay in this country.” He says.

“Yes.” You say.

“I also understand you don’t speak our language very well.” He says.

“Yes. I no speak good.” You say.

“What is your name?” He asks.

“Mei Ling,” you answer

“Where are you from, Mei Ling.”

“China.” You say.

“China? That is a long way away. So why are you here?” He asks.

“Because I want money. I need big America money.” You say.

“But you don’t speak English. How do you expect to get a job if you can’t even speak the language?” He asks.

“I no need English. I just work.” You say.

“Look, I know what your job is. It’s a crime here, you know. You aren’t allowed to do that kind of thing.” He says.

“Yes. I know. I do bad. But I want do good.” You say.

“Well, I guess we can give you another chance. What do you think?” He asks.

“Yes! Yes! I no do this again. I promise.”

“Well, I have one thing you can do to make it up,” he says.

You smile, and your pussy gets wet in an instant. “I know.”

“You can suck my dick. I’m sure you’ve done that before.” He says.

“Yes. I suck. I love suck big dick.” You say.

“And you can do it again. Here, right now. Do you want to?” He asks.

“Yes. Please!” You say.

He stands up and walks over to you. You look at him and take his cock out of his pants. You kiss it, stroke it, put it in your mouth, and start sucking.

“Mmmmmmm. That feels so good.” He moans.

“Yes. I suck good.” You say.

“You are such a good Chinese whore Mei Ling.” He says.

“Yes. I Mei Ling. Good Chinese Whore. Happy cock slut whore.” You say. And you believe it.