The CIA was investigating on a major prostitution racket which was importing prostitutes from Latin America to the States. They only needed one more step to get to the boss of the organization, and that required an agent on the field.
Kate was the obvious candidate: brilliant, fluent in Spanish, and passionate for fighting for women’s living conditions, she had already done a lot in fighting against prostitution. However, the prostitution racket boss was already aware of their plans so they had already set up a trap for her: one of their girls contacted the police, asking for an appointment with one of their agents in plain clothes, with no recorders or anything. When Kate showed up there, she met Amalia, who had no choice and had to do what her pimp told her to do.
She told Kate her story, which was mostly true, but altered a few details, so that the police wouldn’t later be able to trace back who was behind it and instead pointed towards a local businessman who had nothing to do with that.
They met several times and when Kate thought she had enough proofs, she and her team started taking action against the unaware businessman she was told about. However, as no real proofs were found of any connection between him and prostitution, the situation became tense as he was threatening Kate to sue her for defamation. She had one last appointment with Amalia, where she was supposed to give her all the proofs she needed. Amalia told her to follow her somewhere. Kate knew it was dangerous but hoped she would finally find what she was looking for. Amalia opened an old door in a secondary alley, Kate followed her and everything went dark.
They sedated her and took her to their real headquarters. Not only did they want to make it impossible for her to be recognisable for her colleagues, they wanted to humiliate her.
They began by making her lose all her muscle tone by keeping her sedated for weeks. In the meanwhile, her colleagues were looking for her but focused their efforts on the false information Amalia had been giving Kate and focused their suspicions on the businessman wrongly suspected to be behind this so their efforts were sterile. In the meanwhile, they worked on other details to make her look more like a latina: they fed her with Melanotan, a commercial drug used to darken any skin tone. Her skin was quickly getting darker. Her hair was also slowly darkening but to quicken the results they opted for a full hair transplant, using real hair from a Latina prostitute who had recently been hit by a car.
The boss, Pedro Alvarez, decided to meet her in person when she woke up, weeks after having been sedated.
“OMFG, what did they do to me, why am I so dark? “
“This is just a sample of what we could do to you, my dear! Cooperate with us and we’ll stop there, you will have a normal life with a new identity as a Latina girl. You’ll have to register audio messages saying you have been kidnapped by the businessman, we will make sure your colleagues will find human remains with your real hair, the businessman will be incriminated and our business will be safe. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee your own husband would ever recognise you!”
“I don’t care, I’ll never help you to get away with this, you pig!”
“You have chosen the hard way, too bad for you!”
Kate was instantly sedated again and they quickly started working on her body again.
They implanted permanent melanin stimulator under her skin. The effects of the melanin implants were quite transformative: her skin tone darkened further to a deep caramel and even her eyes turned completely brown. Her facial features were heavily altered, to the point that she couldn’t pass for a white woman anymore, she now looked Dominican or something similar. Her vocal chords were modified, so that she would never sound the same, and even her fingerprints were altered.
They filled up her natural A-sized breasts with silicon turning them into fake-looking E-size breasts. Her height was also reduced from 5′ 8” to 5’3” to make her breasts look even more disproportionate.
Kate woke up later in an empty room. She was still dizzy from the sedation, so she didn’t notice any change.
As soon as she found a mirror, she was astonished by her drastically altered look.
“Fuck, my face… What did they do to me? – she thought – What the fuck is this? You turned me into a Latina pornstar? My lips are so filled! And my breasts!”
“Monsters! My lips are huge! And my breasts so fake! Fuck, they even shrinked me! I don’t even look like myself anymore! Oh God, I look like a fuckdoll!”
“How will I be back to a normal life looking like this?”
Pedro entered the room while she was still gazing at her exotic looking reflection.
“Welcome to your new life! You will now work for us as a pornstar and will always live here”
Kate was extremely shocked and scared at this point but wanted nevertheless to put on a brave face so she started replying to him but a sudden sense of pain stopped her as soon as she opened her mouth.
“Oh, sorry, I almost forgot! We have implanted a chip in your brain that will make you feel the deep pain you have just experienced every time you’ll try to speak English. Only Spanish will be allowed here, ok?”
“Hijio de puta!” she screamed in her new sultry voice, then she stopped as she didn’t want to give him too much satisfaction by speaking Spanish.
“Haha, you just look prettier when you’re mad!”
“Get ready for your first adult movie, chica!”
It was becoming increasingly clear to her that her days as a cute white girl were over. Every time she spotted herself in the mirror, she struggled to accept that she now embodied such a foreign kind of beauty compared to what she used to be.
All that sex was also slowly breaking her. With every orgasm, every moans and every word in Spanish she was becoming more and more what they wanted her to become: a Latina fuckdoll. Her pride, her determination to fight for a better future for so many women left space to the resignation that she was now one of them, exploited purely to please men. Even if she managed to escape, she would have no chances to convince anybody of her true identity looking as a Latina fuckdoll who only spoke Spanish.
Months later, one of her former colleagues managed to sneak in as part of the camera crew and asked her “I know this is insane but we have traced our disappeared colleague Kate all the way to this place, all the traces lead to you”. For a split second she hoped she could after all go back to her normal life, but then the weight of the consequences she would have to face became clear to her: she would never be able to look normal again, the changes in her complexion seemed to be pretty much permanent, which, together with her new facial features meant that she was doomed to live as a Latina woman from now on. As for her fake curves, even if she could break free and get the necessary money for the procedures, would she risk more aesthetic surgeries, possibly with a botched job making her breasts or buttcheeks saggy? The same went for her lips. On top of that, all the porn movies she had already been filmed in would always be on the internet so people would always see her as an ex porn star. Would she be able to cope with all of this shame?
She headed straight to Pedro and told him, still conflicted: “El es un policia!”. They easily got rid of him and moved out of the States.
Months later, Kate, now known as Kiara had relocated to Mexico with the porn movies division of Pedro’s criminal racket. She also started working as a stripper to earn some extra money. They gave her more freedom as at this point they knew they had broken her. Since the day when she had willingly become their accomplice and since she knew she would then face prosecution in the States, something clicked in her. She completely surrendered to her fate and started eyeing rich Mexican drug lords as possible husbands or lovers, until she married Alejandro Vasquez, one of the most brutal of them, and fully became a Latina trophy wife.
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