Tuesday, 3 February 2015

The World of Rosie Wong, Part 3 by JM6379

First off, some acknowledgments: JimmyTheHand for his constant pestering to get Part 3 out and occasional contributions to the blog.

Vicki Black, author of The Victoria Chronicles for giving me the final kick in the ass to finish the story. I only learnt of Vicki's presence lurking around the blog when she began commenting on some postings a month ago.

John Knuckles was originally given the honor of writing part 3 but I lost all contact with him many months ago. I wanted his input as he writes very well from the 1st person POV. His "Babysitter Betrayed" story remains the most viewed post on this blog.

Part 3 is viewed through Rosie's eyes, and I had fun learning to write in the first person and being a woman!

I have to ask you all to forgive any typos and point them out to me. I've decided to publish as is rather than revising and re-writing (it'll never end). Any feedback welcome, as another writer once told me this tends to be a thankless effort.

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I was roughly jolted back to consciousness by the splash of cold water on my face. I must have fallen asleep during the long journey on the truck. I looked at the sky and noticed it was starting to get dark. Without a watch or a phone it was hard to tell what time it was.

All of us were emptied out of the trucks into what looked like a prison courtyard. I could see jeering inmates looking down at us from the windows in the high walls. It was like they were welcoming us, the new additions. It was a mixed prison as I could see men, women and children all mixed in together.

A group of wardens marched out into the courtyard and began shouting instructions. The PA system cackled to life. My confusion quickly turned to horror when I digested the instructions and saw what everybody else was doing – we were all ordered to strip!  How could I?! Nobody had seen me naked since high school! My darkest secret would be revealed! I would be humiliated!

Just then something happened – a metal gate on the side opened and thru it stepped Ai-Ling Kwan! She was accompanied by some high ranking officer by the look of his uniform and everyone fell silent upon seeing him. My fiercest rival since my time in the TVB Academy, she was already a rising star while I was a new graduate. But within a few short years I had completely eclipsed her. We had an intense hatred for each other and I normally wouldn’t talk to her, but desperate situations called for desperate measures.

“Ai-Ling! Ai-Ling! It’s me Rosie” as I stepped up to her.

“You have to help me. These people have made a mistake. I’m not a homeless person. I was just researching for a role” I continued.

Ai-Ling sneered at me.

“Oohhh there is no mistake Rosie. I knew you were at the wharf. So I’ve brought you here as my guest of honor.” smiled Ai-Ling.

Far from feeling honored , somehow her smile filled me with dread.

“Ppplease let me call Carson. I’m sure he can sort this all out” I pleaded with Ai-Ling.

“Nobody knows where you are right now Rosie. Until I say so you’re not going anywhere” answered Ai-Ling.

“W-what do you want from me?”

“Ohh nothing beyond what you’re used to Rosie. Since you like to be a leading lady so much, you are going to be the star of my next movie”

“Your next movie?!” I was incredulous. Ai-Ling wants me in her movie?

“It’s called “Prison on Fire” Rosie. It’s about the experiences of a woman in prison. You’re it”.

“ I I I know nothing about jails Ai-Ling. I’m sure you can get somebody better?” I was getting really scared now.

“No prior experience needed Rosie. We’ll do it reality show style. You begin now” with that Ai-Ling turned away and two guards came up to me. 

“First thing when one arrives in prison Rosie – you strip off, shower  and get changed into uniform. The guards will help you.” said Ai Ling.

“Uhhh, do you think I can have a dressing room to do this??” I was fidgeting nervously and talking nonsense by now. I knew what Ai Ling wanted to do but I was trying to delay the inevitable.

“That would take away from the experience Rosie. You will strip here like everyone else” she replied.
“No, it’s really ok Ai-Ling, it’s ummm uhh immodest?”

“Ohhh, no worries Rosie, I’ll give you some encouragement”.

That was probably a stupidest thing I did. Ai-Ling then addressed all the prisoners around us.

“Everyone, I have a treat for you today. How many of you here are fans of Ah Mei* (Rosie’s Mandarin nickname)?”

The crowd went wild. 

“Ah Mei will be living with you all for the next few months to shoot a movie. All of you welcome her now!”

The two guards suddenly lifted my hands, as if I was greeting the frenzied crowd. I was beginning to shiver uncontrollably…

Ah Mei! Ah Mei! Ah Mei!

The crowd was chanting my name!

“C’mon Rosie, can’t disappoint your fans now can we?”

I tried to run at Ai Ling but the guards wouldn’t let go of my wrists. I yelled out every curse and profanity I knew at Ai-Ling.

I struggled with all my strength but it was no use against the two giant guards. Very quickly my jacket had been pulled off my back. With another pull all the buttons of my blouse came flying off.

Before I knew it I was on my knees, down to my only my bra and panties. I was crying and shaking in anger. I began begging Ai-Ling instead. I was wearing a thick, triple clasp matronly looking white bra.


“Oh c’mon Rosie you’re such a prude. If I had tits like yours I’d be proud to show them off” teased Ai Ling.

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The huge bra definitely served a purpose. I actually have no "breasts" so to speak off. It was like puberty had forgotten about me in more ways than one - no boobs, no butt, no height. I really look like a young teen of maybe 13 when naked. At the start of middle school I knew I was late but remained hopeful. At 16 I was desperate. By 21 I had lost all hope.

I started to stuff my bras to keep up with my friends in school. The attention I got from the boys as a result turned into an addiction. Eventually I became so good at it, it was so easy to just make my breasts a little bigger each time. Somehow a girl whom puberty forgot ended up being the biggest girl in school, and now possibly the biggest screen actress in Hong Kong. But I really had a secret shame burning deep inside of me all this time.

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Ai-Ling walked up to me and began squeezing my breasts. 

“So nice aren’t they? So big and firm”.

She circled me like a hawk watching its’ prey. Then suddenly from behind she slid one hand into my bra. My nipple stiffened immediately. She laughed and then whispered into my ear:

“My my Rosie, so it’s true, isn’t it? I’ve suspected you all these years. You look impossibly endowed for somebody so small.”  

Then she addressed the crowd:

"How many of you would like to see Ah Mei's breasts?!" she asked them teasingly.

"Ah Mei! Ah Mei! Ah Mei!"

"Big boobs! Big boobs! Big boobs!"

"Show us! Show us! Show us!"

“Then this is a special treat for all of you in Jiao Long prison. For years every fan of Ah Mei from China to Hong Kong to Taiwan and Southeast Asia have been dreaming of seeing her breasts. Today you will be the first!”

“Please don’t Ai-Ling! Please don’t do this to me. We can make a deal – I’ll do your movie for free… ” I whimpered. But it was no use.

From behind me Ai-Ling’s hands toyed with bra covered breasts, playing with them like a sexy striptease dance. All the prisoners were in raptures and were yelling for me to be stripped. I didn’t feel sexy at all. Instead, I was sick to the stomach. I was mumbling incoherently by now, begging Ai-Ling for mercy. 

The feeling of a cold blade on my shoulder nearly stopped my heart. Ai-Ling cut one shoulder strap, then the other. All that was left was the chest strap, now straining to hold the enormous weight of my falsies.

Ai-Ling then began fiddling with my bra clasps with her fingers, intentionally to prolong my agony. As she undid every hook she whispered into my ear:

"3 - You are no actress Rosie. People only ever watched your tits, not you!"


"2 - Let's see how powerful you are without your secret weapons."

"1 - Every one is finally going to see what a fraud you are".

My bra was now hanging loosely on my chest and the entire time I could only say "No No No No No"

With that she came in front of me and pulled the tattered bra away from my chest. I could recall the moment in slow motion. I was in such shock I couldn’t even scream.  I was just paralyzed. My entire body felt hot, I was sweating profusely. They entire courtyard suddenly descended into a deathly silence.

The look on Ai Ling’s face was that of equal surprise and amusement. My large silicone falsies were barely clinging to my sweaty chest thanks to suction. But they didn’t stay there for long before making the slow, endless decent down to the dirt floor of the courtyard. My left falsie fell off first due to Ai-Ling inserting her fingers earlier.  One by one they hit the dirt floor of the courtyard. Plop! Then… Plop! The sound of each plop banged my head like massive migraines. Through all my tears, I could still see the dust coming off the floor as my “breasts” impacted the surface, one after the other.

My bony, narrow chest was now on display to my nemesis Ai Ling, all the inmates and guards of Jiao Long prison. The cool wind on my bare skin caused my pink nipples to puff up, making me look even more juvenile and they felt very tender.
At that very moment the glamorous, voluptuous Rosie had died. The image I had carefully cultivated all through my adult life was now shattered. My game was up. The mystique of Rosie, screen queen, finished. I just wanted the earth to open up and swallow me. All the wild thoughts running through my head caused me to let out a scream like I’ve never done before in my entire life. The courtyard burst out in a total frenzy. They were clapping and jeering! I could hear all sorts of screams and laughter!
I heard Ai Ling’s most hurtful comment above all the din:  "Rosie!! What happened to your tits?!?" in a mocking tone.She pinched my puffy nipples, pulling them up as if inspecting them to check what happened.

"This is too good to be true. I knew you were enhancing yourself Rosie, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine you were all padding and nothing else!" she added.

Others quickly chimed in:

“That’s not Rosie, that’s a fraud”.

"Flatsy"

“I couldn’t believe I’ve been idolizing her for years?!”

"Itty bitty titty comittee!!"

“I can’t believe I thought she was hot!”

“That’s an imposter!”

“That’s a kid acting like Rosie right?”

“Ah Mei has no tits!”

"It that possible?!"

"TINY TITS! TINY TITS! TINY TITS! TINY TITS!"

Whimpering and sobbing, I couldn’t even look at Ai Ling or anyone else. I just kept staring at my dirty “breasts” on the floor, which had been all my power and glory until a few seconds ago. 

The guards then pushed me onto the ground. I felt a big pair of hands fiddling with the waistband of my padded panties before getting a firm hold. Within seconds I could feel my panties had been pulled down to my knees, ankles and then completely off.

I could equally hear piercing comments about my skinny bum:

“Skinny ass”

“You need some food”

It was pointless to struggle by now but I let out a petulant kick that somehow landed on one of the guards.

The retribution was swift: “Stupid bitch, you dare to kick prison officer?” he asked in heavily accented Mandarin.

Before I could process the question I suddenly found myself perched over his thigh and he began spanking me!

His huge hands felt hard as stone. He hit me so hard, that I thought he would break my hip bone or rupture my bladder. By about the 3rd blow, I couldn't take it anymore and suffered my third humiliation - I peed myself. Not merely a few drops, but you could see the streams flowing down my legs. The soil beneath me changed color, and I made a mess of the guard's pants. Everyone could see my humiliation.
“I will teach you a lesson!” and he proceeded to spank me a few more times.

"Adults don't pee themselves like that Rosie. Only children do!" added Ai-Ling.
I was burning with humiliation. Not only had my entire womanhood just been stripped from me, my boobs and ass taken away, but now I had just been spanked like a child.

The guards then flipped me around and held me on the ground completely spread eagled, displaying my my flat chest and glistening bald pussy lips to the thousands of prisoners. I was bawling like a baby. 

Ai Ling stood over me and pulled the butt pads out of my padded panties. She then used them to slap me.

"OOoohh looks like you not only have nothing up front Rosie, there's nothing behind either!"

Her comments pierced my already broken heart. How much more humiliation can I possibly take?

“I have waited years for this Rosie. Now everybody knows you’re a fake. I’ve destroyed you once and for all.”

Ai-Ling then picked up my bra.

"There must be like 4 inches of padding in here Rosie. I'm going to hang this on my wall to remind everyone how I exposed the fraud that is Rosie Wong!".

Some prisoners thought I was a fake Rosie while other thought Rosie was a fake. It didn’t matter anymore. I was totally naked for all to see, my secrets completely exposed.  The last thing I remember seeing were the prisoners tossing my silicone falsies around like balls before I fainted…

4 comments:

  1. Very good ending to a well written story.

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  2. Pestering? You might have gone with 'encouraging' or even 'cajoling'... ;)

    The chapter was definitely worth the wait and while I know it wasn't easy losing your guest author unexpectedly and having to do it all yourself, I don't think the story has suffered in any way.

    As with all the great stories in this genre, the build up to the big reveal was as enjoyable as the moment itself and I really enjoyed how well described it all was, from Rosie's point of view.

    Speaking of Rosie's point of view, you definitely have the knack of writing in the first person and I'm looking forward to more of that in the future. The first two chapters were very good but this one was truly excellent.

    Finally I'd like to thank you for this blog, which is a fantastic repository of the genre we love where no such collection could be found before. It's also perhaps unique in posting this type of darker ENF story, which other sites tend to discourage or even ban outright.

    End of feedback. ;D

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  3. Thank you all for the kudos. It's strange because I didn't actually see this part as an ending in itself, but in hindsight I really could just leave it here...

    The idea to write from 1st person was inspired by John Knuckles, while I have to thank Vicki for "feminizing" things a bit.

    I was thinking of doing Parts 4 and 5 from the eyes of different characters in the story, but is going to be sometime again.

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    1. Take your time. As you and Vicki have both said, this does feel like an ending and I think that's probably because it IS an ending, to the current storyline at least - it's the climax we've been building up to (pun unintentional but welcomed). The next two parts will be more like sequels to the first story and as such can be waited for with a bit more patience than another chapter. :P

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