Alhambra Perfumes
A transformation story

by Trina Varriale

I am walking through the mall one afternoon, not really looking for anything in particular but just escaping the heat of a hot summer day. I find myself in a dark corner I've never noticed before. There's a strange-looking magic shop with a guy inside dressed as a wizard ("Cute!" I think to myself.) and then a very pretty perfume shop.

I walk inside, and the walls are all decorated like something out of Morocco.  A beautiful, tall woman with incredible hair steps out from behind the counter and greets me.

"Welcome to Alhambra Perfumes! My name is Trina, and I look forward to helping you discover the fragrance of your dreams."

Whew. I never even knew I HAD a fragrance in my dreams! But the shop is fascinating, and Trina seems friendly enough, and I find myself wanting to talk.

"Nice to meet you, Trina. I'm Kelly. Do you have something that might be perfect for me?  I've not exactly had potential lovers breathing in my ear lately."

She smiles, and walks over to me. "Don't be nervous, dear. I need to take a deep breath and inhale your own natural fragrance.  Are you wearing any perfume now that I need to ignore?"

I shake my head. "No. There may be something left over from my shower soap this morning, but I've not used any perfume today."

"OK dear.  Please just stand still for me."  I do so, and Trina leans in, and takes several deep, long breaths. It feels kind of creepy, but pretty nice at the same time, having someone smelling me so intimately.

"I am sure I will have something for you, Kelly.  It will be a special perfume that I create just for you."

"That sounds very expensive, Trina! I don't have much money, I'm afraid."

Trina smiles at me. "I charge $99.95 for this, Kelly. And once I have created it, your refills will be only $19 an ounce, for as long as you wish. Of course, if you are not satisfied with what I create for you, there will be no charge at all."

"That sounds wonderful, Trina. Please, let's try this."

Trina walks smoothly back behind the counter, and selects a couple of bottles from the shelves.  I realize it looks more like an ancient apothecary shop; there are none of the brands I've always known like Chanel or Ralph Lauren. All the labels are flowers, or what must be essences of herbs.  One is even labeled "Pussy," which I figure is short for pussy willow.

Trina takes a few bottles off the wall, and a new empty one.  She very carefully places a drop or two from each one, and puts them in the new bottle.  She caps it with an atomizer, shakes it gently, and then looks up at me again.

"Now dear, I am going to spray this on your left wrist. Then I want you to rub your wrists together for me."  I do as I am instructed, and the most beautiful, subtle fragrance wafts over us.

"One more time now, Kelly.  Close your eyes; this time I will spray it over your head, and it will just drift down slowly over you." I close my eyes, hear the softest little "Pssst" sound, and inhale the delicate aroma once again.

"Perfect. Now let me come out to you again."  Trina walks around the counter, once again stands very close to me, and again inhales deeply.

"Mmmm... it is wonderful, Kelly. Not QUITE perfect, but very close."

She walks back behind the counter and smiles at me. "Can you return tomorrow, Kelly?  I want to try another mixture on you, and I cannot test it until this one has worn off.  The fragrance lasts a long time, so we cannot do that yet today."

I nod and smile. "I would not miss it for the world, Trina. Same time tomorrow?"

"Yes. And wait, I am going to give you some soap that has NO fragrance at all. Use this on your skin, and also wash your hair with it. That will also help me a lot in getting your new perfume precisely right."

She gives me a bottle of liquid soap with her "Alhambra Perfume" label on it. "Do I pay now, Trina?  I'm sure you want at least a deposit for what you have done so far."

She shakes her head. "No Kelly; nothing until we have created your perfume, and you are a satisfied customer. At that point, I know you will think of $99.95 as the most amazing bargain you have ever received. See you tomorrow!"

I leave the shop, feeling a bit lightheaded from the experience. I don't think I have ever felt so pampered, or so beautiful. I can hardly wait for tomorrow.

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DAY TWO

Throughout the evening, every breath I take carries the magical aroma into my body. I feel... light? beautiful? ethereal? I can't even describe it. I find myself not wanting to go to sleep because I know the fragrance will be gone by morning, but somehow breathing deeply in bed takes me into one of the deepest, most wonderful sleeps ever...

...and I awaken feeling glorious. The fragrance is gone, but the feeling is still there. It's Monday and I have to go to work, so I take my shower with her soap. She says it has no fragrance at all, but I leave the shower and breathe deeply, and there is still a very faint, delicate aroma... I realize that is my OWN fragrance--my own body--and I know I've not actually sensed that for years. I have always been enveloped in some kind of scent from soap or shampoo, and have never appreciated my own natural essence. I go through the day feeling wonderful; confident in myself as never before. Others seem to sense it; they smile at me more than usual.

Finally at 6PM, I leave the office and go to the mall. Miss Trina (Why do I suddenly think of her that way? No matter...) is behind the counter, obviously expecting me.

"Good evening, dear Kelly!  Did you have a good night and day?" I tell her about my feelings since I saw her last, and she beams at me.

"That's perfect. You are positively glowing this evening, Kelly. Now let me come and breathe you in again, this time without all those other aromas intervening."

She comes around the counter as before, and again takes long, deep breaths of me. "Yes, I'm very glad we waited a day, Kelly. I know exactly what to add to create your perfect fragrance."

And she goes back behind the counter, and takes the same bottles down as before, but also the one labeled "Pussy" this time. Once again she takes a drop or two of each one; I notice just one very careful drop of the Pussy one.  She caps it with the atomizer, shakes the bottle gently; I hold out my wrist and she sprays it; I rub the wrists together. She takes a deep breath, and I follow her example...

I almost pass out as the incredible beauty of this fragrance fills me.  I find myself in a soft cloud of pleasure, not even believing that this aroma can possibly be coming from ME. Trina comes around the counter once again, shoots a tiny spray over my head, and we both inhale again...

"This is the one, dear Kelly," says Miss Trina. "Do you agree?"  I nod my head, still not quite able to speak. "Then let me mix up a full bottle for you, and this time I will take your credit card."  She goes to work with her bottles once again, and we do our transaction.

As she hands me the bag and receipt, she smiles and looks at me. "Now Kelly, you know I have a line of skin products that I can make with exactly that same fragrance. Together we can make you look and feel as perfectly as you smell. Would you like that?" I not my head eagerly; somehow I cannot even picture myself not returning to the shop and being pampered again by Miss Trina.

"Excellent. Come by again tomorrow, and I will have a lovely hand lotion ready for you. I'll see you then. Be sure, once again, to use only my soap for washing, and do not use your new perfume, either.  We will want to make sure the fragrance of the lotion is perfect."

And I leave the shop, again floating on a cloud.

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DAY THREE

I return to the shop the next day, and Miss Trina greets me and takes a bottle from under the counter.

"Here is the hand lotion I promised you, Kelly. Try a bit on your hand, and rub them together." She squeezes a small drop on my palm and I rub my hands together. There's that magical fragrance again; much more subtle; if I was not so conscious of it, I would think it is just wafting by, a natural scent in the breeze.

"Put your hands over your nose and mouth, and breathe in, Kelly." I do so, and this time I am filled with the fragrance as I was yesterday.  I close my eyes in ecstasy, and when I open them, Miss Trina is very close, looking deeply into my eyes.  I am immediately lost in them; I cannot even blink.

"Kelly, you have never felt like this before, have you?" I shake my head, almost imperceptibly.

"And this is a feeling you have craved, have desired, for many years?" I nod, again just barely moving, so I do not lose her gaze.

"It is a feeling you MUST have from now on, Kelly... one you can never again be without." And I know this is true, and nod, giving myself to the dream.

She turns her head and I am conscious of my surroundings once again. "Now here is some more lotion, Kelly. Rub it over your hands, and up your arms as far as you can." I do so, and I feel my skin is so smooth. "This is magical, Miss Trina. It is almost like I have no pores; no wrinkles. I know they are there, but the smoothness of the lotion is incredible."

She smiles. "You are exactly right, dear Kelly. This comes from nowhere else but my shop. You will return tomorrow, and I will have the body and face lotions ready for you."

I go to take out my credit card, and she shakes her head. "No dear; if the entire skin regimen is to your liking, I will charge you. If not, you do not pay me. Now off you go, and enjoy your smooth skin tonight!  Oh, and be sure to bring your hand lotion with you."

As I go home, I feel like people are seeing me for the first time; they look at me; I see them take deep breaths; I see them smile. And my evening and night are just as before; an experience of sensuality and relaxation never experienced before yesterday.

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DAY FOUR

Somehow I make it through my workday. I do not use the perfume, but I do apply the lotion to my hands and arms. I wear a blouse with sheer sleeves, and I can almost see my skin glowing, the way they reflect light.

I get to the mall as fast as I can, and almost run to Alhambra Perfume. "Come in, Kelly," says Miss Trina. "This is a very special evening for you, so I will make sure we are not interrupted." She locks the door and flips the CLOSED sign around. "Come in the back with me."

She leads me behind the counter, to the small room with the couch where I woke up two days before. She motions me to sit down, and I obey.

("Obey?" I've not thought of that word before, but I dismiss it from my mind as I look up into her eyes again.)

Trina picks up two new bottles. "Here are the body and face lotions, Kelly. Now to use these over your whole body, I would like you to remove your clothes."  I must shudder or blush, or both, because she smiles and says "Don't be embarrassed. There is nobody around but you and I, and I feel we are already very, very close."

Looking in those eyes again, I feel totally at ease, and also totally unable to resist her.  I remove my shoes, skirt, stockings, and blouse, and then slip out of my panties and bra.  I lie back on the couch, naked before her.

She holds one of the bottles in her hand. "Now this is the body lotion, Kelly. Lie still for Miss Trina."  I do as she instructs, and shudder as I feel her hands sliding over my naked body. The lotion has that same aroma--delicate, yet overpowering--and I feel a very slight tingling as her hands slide over me. She touches me everywhere from upper arms and neck all the way down to my toes. I am glowing.

"Now the hand lotion." She picks up the bottle I brought with me, and proceeds to caress my arms and hands. As her hands move over me, I feel myself feeling smoother, and smoother...

"Now the final step, is the face lotion, Kelly.  Lie very still for Mistress." I lie back, relaxed and excited at the same time. She takes the last bottle, the face lotion, and applies it to her fingers. Then she begins to rub it SO gently over my face... my cheeks, nose, forehead, even my eyelids...

I am in a trance again. I realize now that this is more than just relaxation; there is no world around me anymore; there is only my body, and the fingers of Mistress Trina.... There, I realize that is truly who she is to me... no longer just the owner of the shop... she is my Mistress... I am hers....

I breathe deeply again... the fragrance fills me... I feel it filling me EVERYWHERE, through my nose, and through my skin...

And now I am sleeping, and dreaming of glowing, of shining, of being so delicate and fragrant, that I am her Flower...

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DAY FIVE

I awaken, but it is not like any awakening I have had before. I am standing up, and looking straight ahead, but how could I have slept standing up?

I try to stretch, and to turn my head, and bend my legs, and nothing is working as it should.

I BREATHE IN, and there is the fragrance, and everything is all right now. I am smooth, and shining, and glowing, and so beautiful.

I blink my eyes, and see there is a mirror across the room, and I can see myself. I am me, but not quite me. My body is perfectly straight, my face does not move, I am wearing a very tiny bra and panties, and VERY high heels. My feet are pointed almost straight down, and yet I am perfectly comfortable. But the biggest difference are my breasts; they are very large now; almost as large as footballs on my chest. The nipples are big and dark pink. And I seem to feel every slight breeze go over them, as if someone was stroking them with a feather. I feel my temperature rise.

I hear a sound, and see Mistress Trina walk in front of me. She smiles, reaches forward and strokes my hair.

"You are so beautiful now, dear Kelly. And so very sexual, much more than before. With every breath you inhale your perfume, which is now molded permanently into your plastic skin. And your perfume makes you desire being touched."

She strokes my nipples with her fingertips, and I feel myself shudder inside, although I see nothing move in the mirror. I see Mistress Trina hold up a small device and press a button on it; suddenly I feel a powerful surge of pleasure between my legs, and I almost black out from the experience.

Mistress holds the device close to my face. "This is the remote control of YOU, KellyDoll. That is what you are now, a completely controlled, hybrid human/android doll. You are going to be sold to a loving, caring owner; I always screen my clients VERY thoroughly."

She presses another button, and my arms begin to move. My hands move over my body, and I feel how totally, perfectly smooth I am. As they touch my nipples I shudder, and I keep them there and massage them. Mistress Trina presses the button again, and they move back to being straight at my size, leaving my nipples tingling with electricity and my body aching with desire.

She reaches down between my legs and feel her stroke me there; I am very slippery. "Good, your inner parts are still working perfectly KellyDoll. You cannot get pregnant, of course. But you can give, and receive, all the pleasure any woman could ever want. It is totally up to your owner what that might be."

"Ah, and something else, KellyDoll. One moment." She reached around my neck, under my hair and I felt her press a small button there. Immediately I felt... what did I feel?

"Sparkles, Mistress! I am your dolly Kelly! How can dolly help you Mistress? May dolly touch you, Mistress?"

"You are now a BIMBO, KellyDolly! Do you know what that means?"

"Dolly knows that word, Mistress! Dolly is SO HAPPY to be a bimbo!!"

Mistress presses the button and I feel my brain come back, although maybe not all the way back? "Your owner will do that every day for a while, KellyDoll. You will slowly and safely lose 90 percent of your mind, so that you will be totally happy in your new life as her bimbo dolly."

She steps back, reaches to one side, and grabs what looks like the edge of a large door. "Time to close your box, Kellydoll! You are going to be delivered this evening to a Miss Katrina Velde, in the town of Dunnylun, SL. I know she is going to enjoy you VERY much, for a very long time. But first..."

She pulls out my perfume, and sprays it all over me, and I lapse into such a beautiful, sensual, relaxed trance...

And she closes the door; in the blackness I hear an electric screwdriver moving all around the edges.

"Good night, sweet KellyDoll!"

And then blackness, and nothing.

THE END (AND BEGINNING OF A NEW LIFE)

 

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