Change of scenery

Some changes come to our life unexpectedly and if we can’t handle them, life will find a way for us.

Dad told Lucinda about past times – times when their neighborhood was new and developing part of town. But ever since he and mom had died in an armed robbery, Lucinda couldn’t find a way to handle the change. Countless hours of therapy and medication that had to get her out of depression had clearly no effect on her.

Lucinda did find peace in her mundane work that she managed to get with her college degree. She was rather fascinated that with such bad case of depression the was some strength in her to do something. Though Lucinda still couldn’t handle social interactions that well, since every time her mind would draw a very bleak picture of her future.

“I’d rather you leave that house. You see, your memories are attached to the house, since it’s the place where you grew up. Clinging to the past won’t help.” – told physiologist to Lucinda as she lay on the couch trying to communicate. “Mind you, I’ve had a lot of patients with similar problem and only one solution seemed to work in all of the cases. Change of scenery.” – he took a pause, as if trying to look into his patient’s head. “It doesn’t matter where you go, rather the action itself. It just helps you broke that unhealthy bond that, frankly, pulling you down, Lucinda.” – all Lucinda could to was to try and hold her tears as she saw smiling faces of her loved ones. “But I would suggest selling house and moving to somewhere else. That would be best for you.” – maybe, Lucinda thought, as she tried to suppress memories from the long past.

Moring tea ritual was disturbed by a doorbell. “Who might that be?” Lucinda wandered as she turned doorknob. A black pair stood before her in tailored polo shirts with strangely looking emblem. Their smiling faces were neither kind nor off putting. Rather strange.

“Good morning! You must be Lucinda Cartwright, right?” asked black man looking her in the eyes. “Yes. That’s me.” Lucinda answered unsure of what was to follow. “I’m Jack and this is my wife Jessy. We would like to buy this house from you.” Lucinda was struck by such an unexpected question. “I…uh…Sorry, but this house is not for sale.” She never in her life closed door that fast.

After afternoon of self-destruction, there was a call from the bank about Lucinda’s student loan. “What?! But I’ve been paying steadily even if I’ve been behind on recent payments!” Lucinda’s voice sounded weak. “Bank decided to take action and proceed with the offer. There’s nothing I can do. Sorry” there were tears in eyes in front of him and he knew it.

“Your progressing depression will only become worse now after such news. I’m afraid there’s no other option but to place you into clinic for couple of weeks.” It all went past free of thoughts Lucinda’s mind. She could only stop thinking to at least not fell down and die.

“Maybe this could bring me peace or something.” Thought Lucy as she waited “routine” injection as she was told by the doctor who admitted her. “Just have to be patient” she felt sting like from mosquito as nurse administered prophylactic shot.

“This is your room. Get comfortable. Doctor will come soon.” Lucinda was taking in her surrounding as nurse closed door behind her. Couple of minutes passed before couple of man wheeled gurney inside. An empty room was left behind Lucinda who was wheeled somewhere unbeknown to her unconscious mind. Life finds a way if we can’t handle it.

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Black man came to what looked like a woman’s body lying on the floor. His hungry eyes stared at it studying every small detail. From his pocket he took out an envelope from “O-Bay Clinic” that he opened to read the letter.

He glanced at female body for a moment and started reading.

“Jack McRow

O-Bay clinic’s product has been modified per your design. Object is neat and still uncorked. Spreadsheet is in the second letter bundled with flash drive if you desire to view it on any device. We hope you’ll be pleased with our services.

Have fun.

O-Bay Clinic”

Jack surely was pleased with goods lying before him, which started to slowly move.

Lucinda felt groggy as if she had been sleeping for an awful lot of time. Bright light almost blinded her for a moment as her pupils adapted to the light.

She felt cold on her butt and spine as if she was lying on the floor. Lucy tried to pull her arms to get up but she couldn’t as if something didn’t let her. Awaken by the panic, she tried to look back but some strange cold things pressed into her armpits.

Disturbed beyond imagination she wiggled as she pulled her head up only to see appalling picture before her eyes. Enormous tits rested on her torso with long pierced nipples. Lucinda’s breathing intensified as she glanced at what had been done to her.

“OH MY GOD!!!” she tried to scream as she saw sealed pelvis with no traces of legs to be found. “WHA!!” Lucy realized in a heat of the moment. She couldn’t hear her voice or any of sounds that ought to be from all her wiggling. That was mystery that she did not want to uncover.

Shock gave way to fear and desperation, which made tears come down from her blurry eyes. Lucinda couldn’t believe horrific predicament she was in.

Suddenly she noticed black figure coming towards her. He leaned behind her and did something. In an instant she felt as he pulled her up by her arms. Lost at sudden change of situation Lucinda didn’t know what to think.

Lucy’s stopped turning her head and looked at the wall in stupor. It reflected someone hanging from holdfast looking like hellish version of sex toy. There could be only one disgusting truth about this someone that Lucinda’s mind slowly realized.

“Lip implant – type 3, Skull modification – head bang type, Arms removal – utility type” read Jack in a spreadsheet on his smartphone. He was impressed with extensive work that had been done and how good it turned out. He then opened PDF copy of his ownership certificate just to see if anything was altered.

“Object №265 is the sole property of Jack McRow.” Jack looked at an asset that he now owned. He felt steady flow of blood pumping his dick. Now master had to show to his investment what it was created for as he unzipped his pants.

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Semen dripped from opened pussy. Some of it dropped onto massive tits. Other bits dropped on the floor of the massive room with only one occupant in the middle hanging upside down.

There was still some of Lucinda left in that disgusting creature, but she lost sense of time ever since that rude awakening to be present. It was hard to call her current state as life. Rather existence. Existence filled with caning, flogging, fucking, hanging and many other depraved activities that she never knew of. “Pure” state of her pussy was one of the reasons she had cost that much to her owner Jack. But she never thought of that day when she lost virginity ‘cause it hadn’t been her at that time. It was Object №265 that was present that day.

One day, when though process was still possible, she realized that she had changed her surroundings, albeit non consensually, but still. Though there was no peace for Lucinda rather unending stream of disgrace and humiliation which she couldn’t handle. She just had to give in and disappear.

Hanging upside down there was no Lucinda to be found in the eyes of Jack Mcrow’s property. There was only empty vessel named Object №265 or whity as Jack called her. But there was no her. Just it.

Some changes come to our life unexpectedly and if we can’t handle them, life will find a way for us.