Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

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Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby Simon » Fri Oct 26, 2012 3:38 pm

Here a story I thought I share, it still a work in progress , I know theirs very little transformation . That will happen in the next chapters. It was getting long in the set up, so I thought I better not let the first part get too long. Feel free to suggest some changes always looking for inspiration, hope you enjoy, and thanks for taking a look.

Wraith of Angels
By Simon :twisted:

BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings, hair cut, and if people have a good idea this may exspand

Chapter 1 Meeting Samantha

Samantha Graham sat back in the large lounge sofa in her four star suite at the exclusive Barrymore hotel in the Caribbean. It had been a busy past few months. She finally had time to open the package that had been sent to her. She of course knew what is was, the first of what would be many offers from some of the bigger Cable News Channels. Offer that would soon land Samantha hosting her own investigative report show and maybe more.

Samantha had been building toward this, well something like this since junior high school. She had always excelled at being number one. Samantha sent her mind back to count all her achievements, Class president, Head cheerleader, Editor of the school paper, President of her Sorority, Honor roll, Valedictorian high school and college, She had gotten a academic scholar ship and majored in Journalism. All of this of course would have been impossible if it wasn’t for her guiding principal, “No Mercy”. She learned early to go for the throat and hold nothing back. She also didn’t mind using her charm and looks to get men to do what she wanted, all part of the all or nothing attitude, and why not she had a great body toned, tanned and young. She could even add being a real redhead too boot.

She hadn’t just done well in school Samantha had gone to work for a small respectable magazine, with too limited circulation for her taste, but it was one of many “Stepping Stones” in her “big plan”. She knew she needed something to kick off her career. She started with a few tell all about local politicians and minor celebrities. Her editor at the time told her she had talent but need to “spice” it up. Samantha realized, the old fart was right, but if she wanted the real dirt, and therefore the big story, she’d have to get her hands dirty and dig deep.

Samantha took her next exposé , for the throat, a “tell all” on a local senator and his extra martial affairs. She got a job in the campaign and after disposing of a few other volunteers and campaign workers, She found herself in deep enough to get the real story.. She noticed it only took a few bats or her eye, a little cleavage or a few carefully planted rumors to get past most obstacles. The story ruined the senators re-election chance and caused a nasty divorce but the important part was it was a hit. She had of course embellished the facts slightly, something along a 90% truth 10% imagination. She soon found herself being offered work on bigger project. She took great care of course to hide her appearance and real name. She always mentioned it was to protect her “journalistic integrity”.

Samantha finally arranged to re-publish all her best story in a book, it was such a big seller that the publisher ask if she could write book length exposé. At first she had wondered about going from journalist to writer, but looking back she would have been a fool not too. She did her first book on a famous but very secluded cloister in the Colorado mountains. She had snuck in as an initiate. It took four months, but the Sisters turned out to be far too trusting. She made quick work of their secrets and reputation. She had to add a little flair and imply a few thing, more of her 90%-10% formula, which at this point was more like 80%-20%, But “ Kicking the Habit” sold eight million copies. Then She went on to ruin the reputations of the country number one Christian colleges cheerleaders in her book “ Lesbian Cheerleaders of the Big West”. She was on roll, with 5 top sellers in 6 years. She was barely 28 and already worth a mint.

Samantha had really fallen into the “writers mystique”, She learned to keep her publisher out of the loop on what exactly her next book would be, which had made Barbara her publisher mad at first but after 3 hit books. She would simply send Samantha whatever cash she need for her investigation and take it out of her share of the profits afterwards. Barbara had grow to trust her, Samantha would disappear for four and five months at a time and then a Thumb drive would show up with the ready to edit manuscript and raw pictures. She often wondered what Barbara would think if she knew on the last 2 book she’d only done minimal research and then spend three months at the Barrymore, relaxing and working on her tan. She would simply do her basic investigation then fill the rest with some of her own personal creative Magic.

Her next book was an exposé on a mysterious group of female biker, it had taken her months to track them down, it seem that nobody knew anything about them, but their name, “The Iron Angles”. It had taken her even longer to set up a way in to, the club. Then after all her work she was shocked and a bit disappointed to find the majority of club members were made up of extremely wealthy single, divorcees and widowers, women spending their free time traveling the country and acting half their age. Samantha had found a few honest to goodness “biker bitches” , but they were “in on the joke” as it were and some had even got well paying “day jobs” working for their “bike Sisters”. She wondered what all those “outlaw biker” who had taken a “biker bitch“ back to the motel or maybe a nearby bike seat might think if they knew , the “biker bitch” was a wealthy MILF ? It was a good story sure, but as she had learned “good” wasn’t good enough. She need to embellish it. She quickly painted the “angels” as a group of wealthy deviants, drug smugglers and whores. She had combs thru over two hundred pictures a private investigator she used had taken candid photos, After she was done she had found twelve or fifteen good ones that looked like they would back-up her story. When she sent this manuscript in to her agent, in say eight months, it would be a block buster.

She walked over to the mirror in her room and dressed in her brand new blue designer bikini. She admired herself. She still had the body of a cheerleader. She smiled put on her big sun hat, slipped into her pool shoes and tossed a towel over her shoulder. She felts great already but teasing men always made her feel better. She stood in the private elevator reserved for guest of her stature. Walked out into the sun, the warm energy made her skin tingle. Samantha walked out like a queen inspecting her kingdom. As she walked around the sand of the fake beach that surrounded the hotel’s pool. She took her time, she always did. Samantha loved to show off her body, so she took the long way to where she had reserved a lounge chair. She stopped and posed before laying her towel down. She sat and began to apply her sun tan lotion. Samantha watch the men around the pool drool over her, it wasn‘t about sex to her but the power she felt as they worshipped her. She leaned back and adjust her hat to cover her face.

After a half hour or so, one of the young smartly dressed waiter appeared with a drink, She looked at the frosty alcoholic beverage and with a smile excepted it. The look at the waiter and then at the pool as if to ask, “Who?”. He smiled back , “not sure, the bartender said an admirer”. She took a sip, the drink was sweet and smelled of rum, She slide back into the chair and relaxed. As the sun went higher she reapplied her lotion and rolled over . She looked over at the drink and notice she had finished most of it. She felt so warm and tired. The she drifted off to sleep, unaware her world was about to change forever.


Chapter 2: First Week

Samantha awoke on the cold concrete floor of what couple be a large warehouse. She wasn’t sure the room was pitch black except for the blinding lights that poured down on her from high above. The room was large she could hear a definite echo. As her head cleared Samantha also found , she wasn’t alone. She could hear the murmuring in the dark, even thru the dull roar in her head. She couldn’t remember ho she got here or where here even was.

She stumbled up to her feet and tried to peer thru the darkness, finally saying “Who’s there?”. She was shocked been the head of “The Iron Angles”, Gloria stepped into the light. It wasn’t hard to figure out who else was out there watching her. Samantha still a little light headed and not so stable on her feet. She wasn’t sure what they knew. So she have to play it close to her vest, till she could figure out what they knew. She looked at Gloria, saying “ What do you want?”. Gloria smiled, “We ..me and the other girls want some pay back”. Samantha felt her blood go cold, “ pay back? For what?”. Gloria looked her over, coldly then shot back, “Don’t think your so smart we know everything!!” . Gloria didn’t wait for a reply, “ We found that private detective of yours and after a little motivating , he spilled your whole game”. Samantha decide to play it hard, “ So what? If you don’t like what I write sue me, “, She wasn’t sure how far the gang would go but she didn’t think it would murder to keep it’s reputation. Gloria smile grew cruelly wide as she said ,” Oh we plan something far more interesting for you than a law suit..” the blonde gang leader then looked over her shoulder and order her minions, “Strip her ass”.

Samantha didn’t even have time to brace herself before an army of hands descended on her and tore away her bikini. She tried to fight but it was like wrestling with an octopus. She felt a thick leather collar being put around her neck, with a soild “click”. She hardly had time to adjust to her nudity, before she was pushed back into the light. Another girl was there with her holding a tape measure and standing along side of a scale. The girl was another of the “Angels”, She was sure her whole audience was the gang. Samantha was told to put her hands on her hips and remain motionless while she was measured. She started to protest , but before she could speak she felt a sudden shock from her new collar that almost dropped her top the floor. Gloria waited a few seconds to allow the writer to regain her composure, then said, “ that was a little tickle from your new collar, unless you want to feel it on full you’ll do as your told”. Samantha found she had no choice, she posed as the gang member read off her measurements, “ look like 5’5” ..34 bust, maybe a big c-cup or small d-cup…23 waist and 33 hips. Not too shabby”. Gloria laughed, “ well it’s a start ..get her on the scale and get her weight, then we can get started..”

As they weighted her Samantha wondered “what they plan to get started “. The girl pushed her on the scale and check the display, then called out “ 110 lbs Glory…”. Then the measuring girl re-posed Samantha . While she stood there , she was suddenly blinded by multiple flashes from what could only be cameras. She was still trying to focus when she hear steel wheel rolling on the concrete floor close to her and felt a hand shove her back. The backs of her calves hit the side of something and she felt her body land in what felt like a mix of slime, oatmeal and sand. She felt her head go under and pop back out. Still blinded, she felt what might have been latex gloved hands smearing the “stuff “ all over her naked body. When she finally got her vision and bearings back, it was just in time to have then dump her back on the floor. She look at herself , She was covered head to toe in thick white paste. She tried to wipe it off, but it was too sticky ,thick and seemed to dry instantly. She watched as two girl wheeled a huge tub away, obviously the source of the paste. As she sat there, She felt her skin growing hot and itchy. She thought, “ At lest she wasn’t naked anymore, well not really the paste covered her pretty well,“.

Samantha sat on the floor looking like some kind of weird sand sculpture. She was betting they were all having a big laugh. The she heard another cart being rolled in . She looked up to see a couple of new gang members rolling in a machine with a small hose and a large hopper on it. As the new arrival was wheeled into the light another gang member rolled a huge metal cart of food in behind it. Glory lead Samantha to the cart, it was covered in platters of food. She had eaten since breakfast so she was hungry, but this was enough for four women. It was almost all what her mother had called “comfort food” . It was piles of mash potatoes and gravy, huge sausages, deviled eggs, hollandaise sauce, and pancakes. Glory slapped Samantha’s naked ass, saying “We thought you might be hungry, so eat up”. Samantha looked at the cart. Their were no utensils of any kind, obviously she was expected to shove this pile of food into her mouth with her hands. She looked at Glory and smiled, “ No way I’m going to humiliated myself for your entertainments”. Glory seemed to almost glow with joy, as if she was a kid on Christmas Morning. Samantha braced for a shock but it never came, instead they simply dumped the whole cart into the machine.

Samantha heard the machine pulse to life. She watch as one by one all the food was poured in, Samantha felt her stomach rumble, she had been more hungry than she had thought. As the content in the hopper mixed and turned into a thick looking grey ooze, Samantha looked back at Glory, who was still quite pleased. She looked at Samantha and with a few words sent Samantha into a panic. As she stood there she announced, “ Stick the hose down her throat and filler her up”. Samantha made a dash in the opposite direction, but was soon over taken and held down by a score of the Angles members. She begged and pleaded for them to stop as one produced a large dildo. Samantha froze as she saw it attach. It was huge and very realistic , plastic sex toy, and it was being attached to the hose. As she pointed at Samantha’s mouth, she looked back over her shoulder, signal for the girl on the machine to click it on. The viscous grey contents oozed out in thick jets. Samantha felt her mouth being opened, and the dildo forced in. She fought hard to breath between spurts. She tried everything she could think of to get it free from her mouth, but it was hopeless. It took only a few minutes to finish pumping it in. they unhooked her, leaving her sprawled on the floor. She looked down and her once taught stomach now had a slight, but visible bulge. She ran her hand over it, she had never been so full in her life. She rolled over onto her back, she found she was also tired.

Glory stood over her and looked down, “so you see, your pretty much under our heels” she giggled then added ,” we have to go, don’t worry a few of the girls will stop in and feed you lunch ..I expect your be a good girl and eat up?”. Samantha rubbed her stomach and shook her head ,“yes”. Glory in an overjoyed tone, “great, now just so you know if she stray too far in here the collar will shock you, but I think that enough for now, you look tired”. Glory walked away from her and back into the darkness. As she did the light went out and Samantha was plunged into darkness.

Over what must have been the next week or so, Samantha found telling time nearly impossible in her dark world. They only illuminated her for feedings. She found the feed regularly, the whole breakfast lunch and dinner routine , but with out something to mark the time, they could have been feeding every other day or six times a day. The food was always heavy and full of calories and of course always in massive portions. The slightest hesitation and she found the hose in her mouth. She was given access to a port-a-potty, she even considered throwing up the massive meals, but was always too tired after eating to even crawl over to it. She was able to talk with the girl during feeding and it was brought to her attention that she was going to have weekly check-ups , She guess they had some kind of plan and she also was sure she wasn’t going to like it.
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Re: Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby element » Sat Oct 27, 2012 9:54 am

Nice set up, I cant wait for next parts. I bet, Samatha is in for a big surprise :D
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Re: Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby badcompany8888 » Sun Oct 28, 2012 4:53 pm

Looking good so far. Anxiously awaiting more.
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Re: Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby Simon » Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:28 pm

Sorry this took so long but here the next installment of our story, thanks for taking a look and I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3: Big Changes

As Samantha learned about her new life, she found her weekly checkup was the worst part. At the end of the first week the Angels finally washed away the dried substance. That had been the only thing covering her naked body. Underneath she found that her once beautifully tanned skin was now pale white. Gone was any trace of her once lustrous tan. She also found that the substance had removed any trace of her once luscious red pubic hair. Samantha body was now pale and hairless.

Samantha also noticed that her once firm body was now growing doughy. Her worst fears were realized when they put her on the scale and and it read 120 pounds instead of the 110 she had been since high school. She was in shock at the fact that she had gained 10 pounds in only one week and wondered how far they would allow her to go before allowing her to leave. The Angels took great joy in showing off the inches that have been added to her bust, stomach, and hips. Samantha also didn't enjoy the numerous photos they took of her from every conceivable angle.

She was still in shock from the changes in her appearance, when the Angels wield a large barber's chair into the small circle of light that had become her home. She felt a cold sensation passed on her spine as they pulled her over instructor into the chair. Barbering equipment was wheeled into the room and one of the Angels took electric clipper and began mowing through the sides and back of Samantha's hair. Then a straight razor was produced and the sides and back of Samantha's head were shaved smooth. Then the barber applied at thick and odorous cream to the sides and back of her head and eyebrows. It made the skin feel hot and after an hour was washed away. The barber inform Samantha that the treatment would leave her eyebrows, the sides, and back of her head permanently bald. Upon hearing this, Samantha could feel the tears welling up deep in her eyes and pouring down her cheeks.

As soon as the barber was done, another angel approached and to Samantha's horror it contained piercing items. The tray had a wide selection of rings, studs, and bars. The girl with the tray, took out a small syringe and injected a numbing solution into Samantha's ears, nose, eyebrows, nipples, and pussy. They started by stretching out her existing ear piercings and installing two large gauges one in each ear. Then they added 12 small rings to the outer edge of each year. The process was made even crueler by placing a large mirror in front of Samantha, so that she could see the work as each piece was finished. As the Angels worked, they added a large bar piercing through her tongue, a 2 inch ring through the septum of her nose, and several small rings through her now bald eyebrows. As soon as the female biker was done with her face, she moved down her body.

As Samantha watched to massive 6 inch rings were installed on her nipples. The rings immediately caused her normally perky breasts to sag. The rings like all the rings it had been used on Samantha with a type that sealed permanently after closing. Before the nipple rings were closed a large heavy chain was hung between the two rings trapping it permanently. Glory an evil smile on her face, attached a large angel wing pendant to the chain. This added even more weight to her already straining breasts. Samantha's humiliation continued as her belly button was pierced, and the Angels moved on to her pussy.

One of the Angels began to play with Samantha's clit. as Samantha's face turned red with Shane, she watched her clit peek out from behind it's hood. One of the Angels laughed and said, "I think someone likes other girls " they all giggled, another angel said, " Sammy is a lesbian". The Angels continue to mock her, one angel asked, "are you a lesbian Sammy?" And then another said, "nonsense girls, I'll bet slutty Sammy likes a fat hard cock as much as she likes licking pussy". As the room of female bikers laughed at her, Samantha watched in horror as a large bar piercing was produced and then attached to her clit. The piercings were complete, once the girl had finished installing six heavy 1 inch rings into each side of her pussy lips. The rings cause the lips to stretch comically.

Samantha stared in horror at her reflection, gone was the beautiful redhead that she had been only an hour ago, in its place was a sideshow freak. As she was let out of the chair and forced to stand for photographs she could feel the tears rolling down her face. The Angels insisted of course on drying her tears so that they wouldn't show up in the photos and they even forced her to smile for them. Samantha was sure as she stood there and the cameras took a permanent record of her new freakish appearance, that the worst was over. As the weeks passed she found she was wrong.

Chapter 4: Sweet Revenge

As the weeks passed for Samantha, her torment grew worse. her weight had retch 170 pounds and she was still packing on the cellulite. The Angels gleefully erected a circle of mirrors around her just inside the circle of light. Samantha was confronted by her new appearance no matter where she looked. As time passed and Samantha watched She continued to grow even fatter and more doughy. She had been here for what felt like a lifetime, but her captors insisted had only been eight weeks. Her new pale skin, hairless girth and And double chins, seem to challenge the idea that it had only been a month and a half. Gone was any sign of her trim body, her once perky breasts now sagged like flour sacks. At her weekly checkups she watched her measurements grow. Her once perky 34C cup breasts were now pendulous and sagging 40 HH cups. They reminded her of half empty flour sacks hanging from her chest. Her hips and tight ass, had gone from 33 inches to a humiliating 45 inches. They now look like pantyhose overstuffed with cottage cheese. Samantha's once flat stomach pushed out so far, that only her sagging breasts overshadowed it at 34 inches.

Samantha's piercings at all healed and she grown used to the extra weight of the rings and bars which now decorated her body. She found that the weight of the piercings had not only caused her breast to sag but her nipples to swell. Her nipples now resembled to slightly bent thumbs hanging off the front of her breasts. As they had promised none of her missing hair had shown any sign of returning. The only hair they had left, the top of her head was allowed to grow long. When she looked at her reflection, she resembled a chubby troll doll with it's hair slicked back. She had long since stopped crying, it didn't do any good and it made the Angels laugh at her even more. The only thing that kept her going was the thought that she could escape, and somehow return to her life. She of course realized this was never going to happen, one look in a mirror was all she needed to know this.

In the middle of the ninth week, a few of the Angels visited Samantha and gave her an injection. The sedative quickly put her to sleep. When she awoke she found herself back in the circle of light and for second wondered why they had sedated her. Then she felt the dull numbness in her mouth. She retch up and ran her fingers were her teeth should have been and found nothing. Samantha wanted to scream as she looked into the mirror and saw all of her teeth had been removed. That's when she noticed a small brown paper bag on the floor near her. Inside the bag she found a pair of used and stained dentures and a note that read "enjoy your new choppers Sammy". After a few minutes of staring at the dentures, Samantha finally got the courage to place them in her mouth and smiled one of the mirrors. The stained and misfitted dentures gave her once beautiful smile a hillbilly like appearance. She also found that the dentures and her tongue bar gave her a pronounced and very comical lisp to her once sexy voice.

Over the next two weeks Samantha was introduced to the world of tattooing both of her arms were sleeved from thumb to shoulder with a mix of erotic cartoons and line work. The same was done to both of her legs from her ankle to the sides of her ass. Samantha had once considered getting "a tramp stamp", something small and sexy, the Angels on the other hand had decided on a larger one directly over her massive ass cheeks, but twists of thorns and roses with the word "whore" in four-inch bright red letters. They then connected her arm tattoos across her shoulders with a pair of angel wings and the words "Property of the Angels". The three final pieces of her tattooing were, a tattoo the wrapped around the bald spots of her head starting on the sides and wrapping to the back, the tattoo read "STUPID", the words "SIDESHOW" and "SAMMY" one word circling around each of the areola on each of her breasts, the last tattoo was a set of golden arches that read "Over 1 Million Fucked". As Samantha looked at herself in the mirror, she suddenly realized how far she had fallen and finally gave up all hope of returning to her old life. Now she wondered what kind of life could she have, and the Angels were about to show her.

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Re: Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby badcompany8888 » Wed Dec 05, 2012 8:11 am

Awesome new chapters, don't stop now!
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Re: Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby badcompany8888 » Tue Apr 02, 2019 10:13 am

I know this is the better part of a decade old, but coming off your recent story success maybe you'll finish this one?
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Re: Wraith of the Angels [ BE, WG, Tattoo, Piercings,]

Postby fallenprincess » Wed Jan 13, 2021 4:05 pm

I’d definitely second that! X
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