Payback with Interest Part 1 finished (Forced Fem Story)

Update: Part 1 is done, ive added in caps where the new stuff starts
Part 1 is the makeover and then part 2 will be the doms spending the guys money at different places and humiliating him, but I want people to leave suggestions for those activities when this eventually gets posted onto DA.
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Had this idea of a guy getting one of those dom/make over services bought for him, but like against his will. Then it turned into maybe someone got hacked or scammed, like someone impersonated him to order the server. Eventually the plot became ''a victim of a hack/scam is taking revenge on the hacker by now impersonating the hacker to order this dom service with the hackers credit card. Similar to how the hacker messed with the victims credit cards.''

Thanks to Leila-Stoat for helping me expand this story's concept with some casual brainstorming and introducing the Findom aspect.
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Disclaimer about it all being 18+ fictional adults etc
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‘’Alright, that should be all of his data. Credentials, social security number, full legal name, address, IP address and all the other stuff you asked for.

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 I know it’s rude to snoop, Gerald. However you never seemed like the type I’d expect to hire a hacker like me. Is there anything special about this guy?’’

‘’You could say that alright. Jules, remember when I told you about how suddenly all my credit cards went into the red and bunch of new ones were made in my name?’’

‘’Right, some other scammer or hacker impersonated you for a bit. This the guy?’’

‘’Yup, even though the police did solve the case, I’m not done with him yet. Bastard barely got any jailtime. So now it’s time to show him how it’s like to have someone pretend to be you and spent all your money on stupid crap.’’

‘’Ah, payback, love it. Where are we gonna throw his money at? Some dumb meme bitcoin? Maybe buy some dumb ape NFT’s and then give them away for free?’’

‘’Nah, let me handle this part.’’ Gerald said as he slid the laptop to his side of the table.

‘’I’ve been planning this whilst the guy was in jail. I’ve done research and eventually found this forum about some extreme dominatrix service.’’

‘’You’re gonna threaten him with a good time?’’

‘’Oh far from it, this service is practically on the dark web and barely legal with it’s practices. Those doms can basically bring someone to the brink of death and they would still not be able to be sued. Their paperwork and contracts are crazy like that… as long as the participant signs and agrees to it all.’’

‘’Oh shit, you’re going to be taking more then just his money, huh?’’

‘’I will make those ladies put that scumbag through hell. Now let me just customize the order and add some instructions for our little devils to follow.’’

Gerald selected every option he could, bondage, humiliation, sissification, feminization, latex, ball gags, chastity cage, locks, glue, BDSM, permanent, dominatrix, muscle mommy, he didn’t know half of the things he check marked, but he knew he wanted it all to happen to his target.

‘’Now the most important part.’’ Gerald said as he selected ’Findom’.

‘’Finland?’’ Jules chimed in confused.

‘’Findom, means financial domination, it’s basically the whole reason I went this route for the revenge. I want the ladies I hired to bleed him dry… financially. Spent it on as much clothes, wine, luxurious hotels and whatever else they can within the week, I don’t care. I just want the guy to see all the money he’s got be washed down the drain. He probably got them true illegal means anyway. ‘’

‘’Shit, remind me not to get on your bad side.’’

Gerald finished putting in the final custom instructions to make sure his victim would not be able to escape his punishment somehow.

‘’If I say I don’t know what is going on, or that I didn’t order any service, I am just roleplaying. Keep going. Always keep going. I love punishment more then I like being rewarded, or other wise reward me with more punishments. The safe word will be ‘Masquerade’. Don’t give me any hints. If it seems like I’ve forgotten the safe word, that is just me roleplaying again. I really want this, so just keep going.’’

‘’Oh wait, how about you add…’’ Jules leaned over and typed.

‘’I will have to say the safe word three times in a row for it to actually count. If there is more than 10 seconds between each time I say the safe word, then it doesn’t count and I will have to start all over again.

‘’Nice, I doubt he would just randomly say ‘masquerade’ but this definitely helps cover that base.’’

A few final requests were added, the data of the victim was registered and the first of many payments coming from his bank account was made.

‘’Have fun, ‘Jacob Daniels’, you sonuvabitch!’

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Jacob woke up feeling like crap, he had definitely drank too much again last night. He can’t help it, when he has access to basically infinite money, you have to buy the best liquor for every meal. He stretched and opened his phone, seeing a notification… a payment? A huge fucking payment?!  Jacob suddenly sprang into action as he saw 50K was paid to some random service?

‘’I definitely spent a lot last night, but I would have remembered that?!’’

Jacob tried to calm himself down, he can just hack some other bank account or make some old lady sent him their cash by pretending to be some prince or company. Still, it did make Jacob feel a bit uneasy.

‘’Tring, Triiiiiiiiiing’’ The doorbell to his front door suddenly went off, quickly followed by loud knocks.

‘’What the hell?’’ Still occupied by wondering what the deal with the 50k was. Jacob just made his way to the front door, not really thinking about the fact he was in just his underwear.

He slowly opened the door, peeking to try and see who it was. A big muscular arm made its way through the gap and basically threw the door to the other side to open it. Two woman in black latex suits stood before him. One was a slender woman with long straight red hair, a black fur coat hanging on her shoulders and a black leather cap on her head. Crimson red lipstick and smokey eyeshadow made her face look fierce and intimidation. The lady in front of her was a massive 2 meters tall body builder with curly blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, she was definitely the one who just crashed the door open.

Jacob was quickly thrown to the ground as the ladies made their way into his hallway. The bodybuilder held him down as the slender lady inspected her prey.

‘’Very good, you are already down to your underwear. That will make it easier for us to get you in your new uniform for our time together.’’ The lady with red hair said as she played her heeled boot on top of Jacob his chest.

‘’W-what the hell are you talking about?! Who are you people?! Why are you in my house?! I-I’ll call the police!’’

The slender lady smirked and noticed Jacob’s phone laying on the ground a few meters away from his hand. He dropped it when the big lady tackled him. She slowly stepped over Jacob and towards the phone.

‘’Call the police? With this phone?’’

‘’Y-yeah…?’’

She raised her black leather knee high boot and slammed the heel right into the middle of the screen, making the phone be stuck on the middle of it like a kebab.

‘’What the hell lady?! D-did you just pierce through the whole phone?!’’

‘’I will do the same to your head if you don’t start obeying us, you worthless worm of a bottom!’’

Jacob was left speechless as his eyes moved from looking at the hulking lady on top of him, the bossy woman next to him and the crushed phone stuck to her boot.

‘’A-Alright, I-I’m sorry, just don’t hurt me!’’

‘’That’s better, now stand!’’ She shouted as she whipped the ground close to Jacob’s ear.

The muscle mommy slowly let go of Jacob and forced him on his feet.

The slender mistress went up the stairs, commanding Jacob to follow for. He did without hesitation as the body builder pushed him along. They made their way to Jacob’s bedroom. The red haired lady pulled a seat from under the desk and whipped at Jacob’s feet.

‘’SIT!’’ she commanded.

‘’Gah, geez! Watch where you whip that… whip!’’

‘’You dare speak back to me?’’ The woman hissed, snapping her fingers.

The blonde body builder grabbed Jacob by the shoulder and pulled his arms to his back, like an officer taking someone into custody. The dominatrixes we’re close to doing the same thing. She folded his arm so each hand was holding the elbow of the other arm. Whilst the muscle mommy held them in place, the slender mistress started rummaging through a large pink suitcase they had brought along. She found what she needed and put Jacob his arms into a pink, latex arm binder, restraining them to be stuck to his back.

‘’Gah! What the hell, you’re breaking my arms!’’

‘’No we aren’t, you little cry baby!’’ The muscle mommy barked at Jacob this time.

With his arms now bound, the ladies pushed Jacob down onto the seat.

‘’I think we should first take care of that annoyingly yapping mouth of yours!’’

The mistress pulled a syringe from her fur coat, it was filled with some odd, see through liquid. The muscle mommy held his face tightly by the sides, so he wouldn’t move and mess up the following step. Jacob’s eyes darted from the ladies to the syringe as it came closer to his lips.

‘’This should shut you up. I don’t know if you’re familiar with lip plumper crème, but it’s basically that but on steroids, although not quite botox either.’’

Jacob tried to squirm even more once he knew what the concoction actually was. With his arms restraint, and his face held in place as if by some unbreakable machine however, he could only watch as he felt the syringe enter his upper lip and then into his bottom one. The probably not legal substance acted fast as his lips expanded into a thick pair of cock sucking lips. If they weren’t on him, Jacob wouldn’t have minded seeing them get some action.

‘’Hmmpuh! Hmmmmph!’’ They were so thick now, that Jacob basically couldn’t speak. Only moan and mumble as kissy sounds were all his lips could produce when they smacked together.

‘’Ah, there we go, some nice peace and quiet!’’ The mistress cackled as the body builder smirked behind her.

‘’Next, we need to get rid of that filthy body hair. I like my dumb fuck toys nice and smooth!’’

Jacob’s eyes just kept darting in panic as his heart kept racing faster and faster with every new step the dominatrix was progressing with in their plan.

Revealing some shaving crème and a razor form the trunk, she quickly went to work to make his face all baby smooth. For the body she went over it with some kind of shampoo or lotion, once it had foamed a bit, she could easily wipe away all the hairs from his chest and legs. All letting go from the body with ease from the chemicals.

She grabbed a pair of scissors to cut away the underwear Jacob was wearing. The two laughed out loud harsh when they saw his poor excuse of what was supposed to be his manhood.

‘’Looks like we will be needing the extra small cage for this one, Miss’’ the blonde commented, barely holding in her laugh.

‘’Hmmmph! Hmmmmmmmph!’’ Jacob turned red as he helplessly wiggled.

After cleaning that area too, they trapped his lesser part in a small pink chastity cage. Hanging a small lock around it to be sure the poor thing wouldn’t be able to show itself again. The slender mistress locked it and handed the key over to her large blonde assistant.

Next a pair of pink ballet heel boots were pulled from their bag of horrors. Once they were slid over his feet, his toes were forced to be permanently tip toeing. Once again a bunch of locks were applied by the mistress and the keys handed over to the muscle mommy.

A set of two pink leg cuffs were attached to the boots and then to each other, forcing his legs to always be stuck together, crushing his groin in the process. He let out a small moan through his thick lips when his legs were crushed together on the spot.

‘’There, now you surely won’t be able to escape us, not that you ever could in the first place.’’

Jacob could hear the buzzing sound of an electric razor come from behind him, followed up by the hair on his neck being cut off.

‘’You won’t be needing this anymore, we got a way prettier hairstyle for you planned.’’

The mistress shaved all of his hair away, making Jacob bald, she wouldn’t even let him keep his eyebrows.

‘’We can draw on way more sexy ones!’’

Jacob his head felt cold as he could feel the slightest of breezes pass his now bald head.

‘’But first, some foundation.’’

They began applying makeup, first coating his face in a slightly tanned foundation, making his face look even more smooth and feminine. They coated his lips in a bright pink lip gloss and hid his eyelids under multiple layers of pink eyeshadow, then finishing off the eyes with making some wings around his eyes with eyeliner. Going a little higher up, she drew seductive, thin, arched, eyebrows to replace the ones they shaved off.

‘’Now open wide…’’ The muscle mommy said as she dangled a round, open mouth gag in front of him.

With some effort she was able to strap the gag around his fat lips, making Jacob be stuck with a permanent ‘’O’’ face. His fat lips wrapped around the metal circle.

‘’We can put so many fun things in there! … and we will!’’

The ladies held a few wigs up, all long, but different in color. Holding them next to Jacob’s face to see which one would be ‘’her color’’.

‘’This bitch is definitely a blonde!’’ The slender dom said with an evil grin.

‘’Twinsies!’’ the muscle mommy joked as she winked to Jacob with malice on her face.

His head was dunked by a cold goop, as the ladies dumped a bunch of super glue on his shiny bald head. Quickly followed up by them pressing down the long blonde wig onto his scalp.

‘’Almost there, sweetheart! … for your face at least!’’

Next they grabbed a pink latex mask with a few holes in it, two for his eyes, one for his mouth and two on top which Jacon wasn’t sure about.

With some effort the muscle mommy was able to pull the mask over his face, getting his fat lips through the mouth hole wasn’t easy and once it was in place. Jacob doubted he could pull them back through if he somehow got the chance to eventually take of the mask again.

The muscle lady started pulling at the wig to get them through the holes that were on top of the mask. Once she was done yanking at his scalp, Jacob now had two huge blonde ponytails dangling to the sides of his face.

‘’Soooooo cuuuuuute, I bet all the boys will just love playing with you, with you looking like such a doll already!’’

Jacob just panted through his open mouth as the intense makeover was already putting a toll on him.

‘’Now just gotta decorate your face a little bit more.’’ The mistress said as she redrew the seductive eyebrows on the top of the mask, grabbing a bigger marker she wrote ‘’whore’’ across his cheeks, his mouth forming the O. The last thing she wrote was SLUT right on his forehead.

‘’And now the finishing touch…’’ The mistress said quietly to herself as she carefully glued a set of giant falls lashes through the eyeholes of the mask on top of the whimpers of Jacob.

‘’Phew, that was quite something. How about we take a quick break and look for this slut her credit cards?’’ The slender lady with red hair asked her broad assistant, who nodded back.

The pair scanned the room but didn’t see any credit cards or cash laying around. Before they moved on to the other rooms, the mistress turned back and looked Jacob straight into his barely visible eyes due to the mask and big fake eyelashes.

‘’You better be a good girl and stay sitting just like that. If me or my assistant notice you tried to leave your seat, your punishment will be even worse then what you just went through!’’

Jacob just gave a small nod as he was frozen in fear.

‘’That’s a good Bitch!’’

The ladies made their way back downstairs, their heels clacking with each step.

When he was sure they were down in the living room, Jacob turned his head to look into the mirror he had hanging on the wall. He hesitated for a moment, did he even want to know what these crazy ladies just did to him? His curiosity got the better of him, he didn’t know what the lady had written on his face and wanted to know.

He gasped, or at least tried to, when he saw how big his lips had actually become. He could figure out they had written slut on his fore head and his mouth forming the O for whore. He felt like tears were coming as every new detail he noticed just made him feel worse.

He could already hear the set of heels clicking their way back up, so he jolted his head back to face the door, trying to mimic the pose he was in before the dominatrixes had left him.

‘’We found your wallet on the kitchen table, now answer honestly. The cash and credit cards that are in here. Is that all of the money you got?’’

Jacob shook his head, sheepishly trying to point to his bed with his knees.

‘’That’s a good girl’’ the lady with the fur coat said as she came in closer and stroke Jacob his face, planting a little kiss on his cheek, followed by the muscle mommy pinching his exposed nipples. Causing him to squeak from the sensitive pain.

The mistress looked under his bed and saw a big shoe box, sliding it her way and opening it.

‘’Oh my, this sure is a suspicious amount of cash and cards for one little slut to have… maybe you aren’t such an innocent little girl after all? … No matter, I like my bitches a little naughty anyway.’’

The mistress put the other bank cards into the wallet and stashed the cash into the inside pockets of her fur coat. Meanwhile the blonde assistant held two giant lumps of silicon, one in each hand.

‘’Time to make you a BIG girl!’’ She said as she pushed the huge lumps onto Jacob his chest.

Making his spine crawl as a chill went down his back from the large amount of super glue that was slathered on the K cup fake breasts. Once they were in place, Jacob immediately felt the extra weight as he was forced to lean forwards from the new breasts.

‘’I bet you’ve never handled tits like those before!’’ the big blonde laughed right into Jacob’s face.

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‘’Stand up!’’ The slender mistress yelled as she whipped the bitch on their back. Who let out a muffled scream through their forced open lips.

Jacob tried to balance on his toes, forced by the ballet heels, whilst not trying to fall over from his huge new cleavage.

‘’How about I’ll help you stay up straight?’’ The blonde offered with a sly tone.

She grabbed Jacob by his big ponytails, almost lifting him from the ground. Meanwhile the other mistress put him in a pink corset and started yanking at the cords. Squeezing his middle until it was an extreme hourglass figure. Again Jacob’s labored moans and yells were mere background music to the dominating ladies.

‘’Now hold her like this for a little while longer.’’ The one in the fur coat requested of her coworker.

Jacob let out a loud and sudden moan as the mistress shoved a large butt plug up her sissy’s tight little behind.

‘’Just so you will be reminded about how fucked you are, even when we allow you to sit’’ She said as she turned on the vibrating function of the butt plug.

She rummaged around through their bag of torture tools and pulled out a long pink, shiny, latex sleeve. It looked almost like a body bag, but with a hole on the top and bottom and a zipper on the back. She unzipped it and held it in front of Jacob’s feet.

‘’Step into your pretty new outfit, slut!’’

With small uncertain wobbly steps, Jacob managed to step into the pink sack that laid before him. The blonde dominatrix helping prevent him from falling on his face. The other lady started pulling the sleeve up over his entire body, it was tight and barely the right size. It was as if he was put in a pencil skirt but for his entire body. He already could barely move his legs due to the ballet heels and leg restraints but now he practically would need to hop if he wanted to move forwards. His big fake breasts kept jiggling even in the tight pink latex body sleeve, their presence extenuated by the shiny fabric. With his arms still restrained and forced to his back, them now also being covered made Jacob look like some kinky bondage version of the people pieces from the boardgame ‘’Game of Life’’, the little pins you put into the cars. Just like that, but with huge tits and blonde ponytails.

‘’Aaaaaalmost done, Princess!’’  The hulking lady said to Jacob as she stared into his weak gaze whilst still pulling him by the hair.

‘’Now that you are our dress up, doll. You of course need… a dress!’’ The other lady held up a strapless pink frilly dress without sleeves, it was covered in bells, making its appearance known to everyone, even if miles away.

She threw it over Jacob his head and pulled it down until the dress was kept in place by hanging on to his giant K-cup chest. The sounds of ruffles and bells filling the room as the dom struggled to get her bitch into the pretty dress. She added multiple layers of petticoats under the dress, making the sissy mince and hop into said petticoats before pulling them up. His new breasts already would make going through doorways difficult, but these thick layers under his skirt definitely didn’t help either.

The slender mistress placed a bunch of more locks on the dress and super glued them for good measure. The blonde bodybuilder finally let go of Jacob his hair and made him balance on his own. She got handed the final sets of keys and held them in front of their new bitch.

‘’See these keys? The ones you would need to get rid of all the locks we put you in during the make over?’’ She asked rhetorically with malice in her voice.

She clasped her hands together and began crushing the keys with her powerful bare hands. Making the broken key pieces crumble to the ground when she opened her hands again.

‘’Oopsies! Guess you’ll need the help of a locksmith now!’’

Jacob didn’t really react, he was just tired from the whole experience already. His mouth hurt from being stuck in the ‘’O’’ position. His face sweaty from the thick wig and mask glued to it. His arms aching from being bound, his spine weak under the weight of his new rack. The keys getting destroyed didn’t even fully register. He just moaned.

‘’And now the real final step, sweetie. Just let mommy put this pretty collar on you.’’ She held a pink dog collar with ‘’Bitch’’ in sparkly letters and fastened it around Jacob his neck. She also had a leash and clasped it to the collar before starting to yank on it.

‘’Let’s go shopping, Bitch!’’

Whilst this was the final step of the makeover, the ladies were far from done with Jacob.

-end of part 1

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Sketch notes for part 2

They try to make the sissy hop down the stairs and go outside

Dildo shop, force the most expensive, fancy, vibrating dildo down his O face mouth and buy it and keep it in there for a while.

No food restaurant, becoming foot chair balance on the big boob

They throw his money at male strippers

Then some scene or a montage of them buying expensive stuff, going to diners where the sissy is put to the ground to be the legchair for the ladies, his big boobs making him a straight legchair when he is on his knees and with his arms tied. Eventually they go to some expensive hotel and tie him in the tub, ending with some line about it going to be a fun week together, the guy realizing this will be going on for a long while and in terror of all the money they have spent

Then we cut back to Gerald laying in bed, thinking about if the ladies already got to Jacob. Then some text like ‘’he thinks back to the final instruction he had written for the doms to follow.

At the end of the week, drop me off somewhere faaaar away from my home, don’t leave me with anything, no ID, no wallet, no money, no credit cards. I should have nothing but the clothes on my back that you have put me in.

He chuckled, imagining Jacob left in the desert all tied up, not being able to return home in time, so he would lose his house, maybe he end up going missing, not being able to be recognized after whatever the ladies did to him. Maybe they will drop him off in some dingey alleyway for a pimp to find and play with. All of these possible punishments for Jacob left Gerald gently falling asleep with a smile on his face.