Spice Girls Revenge [Parts 1 – 4]

This story contains fictitious descriptions of graphic, sexual practice and
should only be read by adults. If you are not at least 18 years of age, please
do not read. This is fiction. This story has no relevance to real life.

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Background: This story is set in the 90’s when the Spice Girls were at the
peak of their career. It is an alternative reality to what COULD have happened…

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Spice Girls: The Revenge

[part I]

All five girls sat in their hotel
suite, tired after a long day of touring
Paris. Emma Bunton, the youngest of the group, sprawled on one side of the
sofa.

“I’m exhausted!” she sighed, as the others picked up their drinks from the
coffee table. Each had a glass of champagne, complementary of the hotel, except
for Mel C, who sipped a can of beer.

“You’re telling me! My feet are killing,” said Geri, the Ginger Spice. She
shouldn’t have been surprised since she had been walking around in red pumps all
day. Along with the leather shoes, she wore only a tight blue shirt and tiny
black hotpants. It was a hot day, after all. Her smooth thighs were now tanned
and she showed them off by resting her feet on the table. Victoria was not
jealous. She too had long tanned legs, which she kept crossed in a lady-like
fashion. Despite being known as Posh Spice, she had no problem with revealing
her tan by wearing black pumps and a very short black dress, which clung to her
slim figure very well. She sipped her champagne quietly and stroked her
mid-long brown hair. She knew that the others were envious of her, but she was
secretly happy about that. Why should she care what they thought? After all,
she had been raised to be a lady, and had always had the money to spend on
herself.

“I can’t wait to just curl up in bed for a good night’s sleep,” continued Emma.
Baby Spice, as she had been named, kicked off her knee-high, white boots. Her
blue denim skirt had been uncomfortable to wear in the heat and she was
desperate to change.

“Don’t worry, Emma. I think we’re all ready to turn in.” Mel B said to her
friend. She smiled to Mel C, who sat next to her. “Oh..er..Mel. Can you give
me a hand unpacking my things in the other room, please?” said the Scary Spice.
They had nick-named her this because of her wild, curly hair and even wilder
behaviour. Sporty Spice, Mel C, stood up with the other Mel and they left the
room together.
When they were in the bedroom, Mel B turned to Sporty and asked her, “It’s time.
Are you ready to do this?”

“I’ve been ready for a long time, Mel!” she replied.

“I’ve arranged for the doctors to meet in secret and have their money paid in
advance. Is the hypnotist waiting at the building?” asked Scary.

“No. I thought we would need help getting them to the van, so he’s waiting
outside.”

“Good thinking. No use wasting time. The drug should be taking effect soon. Then
those bitches will learn not to mess with the Mel sisters.” Scary giggled and
her friend almost laughed out loud, but managed to stop herself. They didn’t
want to ruin their plan after such a long task of organising it. Five months
ago, the two Mels had discovered that the other three members of the group had
been planning on ditching them in order to gain a larger share of the profit.
They found out that this would be done shortly before the Pop Music Awards.
That way, the three girls could claim more of the credit and praise if they won
anything. The Award show was set to be broadcast live from Paris in one week.
The Mels had had months to think up the perfect revenge while also keeping their
jobs. It was going to be difficult, but the hatred that they felt for the three
girls encouraged them. Together, they had thought up a perfect plan. Not only
would it punish the girls, but it would get them out of the picture for good and
at the same time, give the Mels the time of their lives. The Mels embraced each
other, kissing passionately, as they waited in the bedroom.…

* * * * *

“Why can’t we just do it now, Geri? I’m so tired of having those common whores
hanging around. They can’t sing and their behaviour is embarrassing.” Victoria
spoke quietly, leaning over to talk to Geri.

“Because we don’t want them to try and spoil the Award show for us. Please be
patient, Vic. Tell you what. In a few days, when we’ve got rid of the bitches,
we’ll go on a big shopping spree with our new bonuses!”

Victoria sat up at those words. She loved to shop, especially with other
people’s money. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to wait a few more days. But she
didn’t want Geri and Emma to know that she was happy. She turned up her nose in
a snobbish look and finished the rest of her champagne.

“Don’t be angry, Vic,” said Emma, as she laid her hand gently on Victoria’s
thigh, “Look, have another drink.” Emma reached over to the bottle on the
table. She refilled her own glass and then picked up Victoria’s. All of a
sudden, she felt dizzy. The room seemed to spin and her body felt weightless.
Emma moaned as she slipped off the sofa and collapsed on to the floor. Her two
friends did not hear her. They were already unconscious.

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[part II]

Geri awoke feeling groggy. She couldn’t remember what had happened last night.
Had she been so tired as to have fallen asleep on the sofa? Perhaps she had had
too much to drink. She sensed that she was still wearing the same clothes from
yesterday. She raised her head to see where she was, but found that she was no
longer in the hotel room. Her mind began to race. Where was she? She tried to
sit up. She failed. Her eyes looked over at her hands and feet, finding that
they were trapped. She was handcuffed to the bed railings by her wrists and
ankles. Struggling to move, she wondered briefly whether she was dreaming. The
pain that she felt from trying to pull her hands free proved to her that she was
awake. Were the girls playing some sort of trick on her? She hated tricks.

“Hey!” she yelled, “This isn’t funny! You guys better let me out right now or
I’ll make your lives a living hell!”

Suddenly, she heard laughter. She looked up to see an unbelievable sight.
Before her eyes, she saw Mel B and Mel C standing in the doorway. What
frightened Geri was what they were wearing. Both of them wore thigh-high black
leather boots, a black leather bra, which pushed their breasts together, a black
leather corset around their waists and noting else. Geri could see that they
wore nothing to cover their lower regions as the girls stood close to each other
stroking each other’s pubic hair. It was the weirdest thing that Geri had ever
seen. To top off their costumes, the girls held a short black stick with
leather tassels on the ends. The sort a jockey would use to whip a horse.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Geri shouted, “Is this a joke?”

“This is no joke, honey,” cackled Mel C, stepping forward, “This is as real as
it gets!”

The Mels walked up to Geri, who was sprawled over some sort of concrete table
with posts on each end. Geri was panicked now and looked around the room
quickly. The room seemed to be a type of cell. There were no windows and the
walls appeared to be made of stone. Everything, including the concrete floor,
was white. It looked as though the place had been cleaned and polished. She
saw a wall-mounted camera in one corner of the ceiling. It was able to observe
the entire room. Finally, she noticed a large cage-like structure on the
opposite end of the room. It was barred around the walls, but she could not see
what was inside as her eyes were suddenly drawn to the Mels. They laughed as
they began stroking her hair and feeling her legs.

“We know that you’ve been planning on firing us for your own selfish gain. So
now it’s us who are firing you!” said Scary, a vicious sneer on her face as she
ran her hand over Geri’s left tit, squeezing firmly. Geri was shocked. How
could they have known? And what were they going to do now that they did know?
She struggled harder as her fear grew.

“You bitches better let me go or else I’ll have you arrested for…assault!”
Geri was unsure what the girls were doing. It was more like sexual harassment
than assault, but she didn’t want to say it, in case her fears were true.
Sporty began to feel between Geri’s legs. The other three had always suspected
the two Mels of being lesbians. Now the suspicions seemed worryingly true.

“Listen here, slut!” Scary put her hand over Ginger Spice’s mouth. “From now
on, you will speak only when we tell you to and you will comply with our every
demand. If you refuse, you and the other two will never sing or dance again.
And we can make it happen! If you do as we say for now, we will let you go
soon.” With that, Mel B slapped her horse whip over Geri’s breasts. Geri
winced. She knew that they were angry about the affair and that they were
prepared to do anything to keep their fame and fortune. Geri knew she would do
the same thing in her position. With a tear in her eye, she nodded slowly in
defeat. Perhaps if she pretended to play along, she could get a chance to
escape.

The Mels smiled wickedly at their accomplishment and began to carry out their
first part of the plan.

“We are going to untie you now. Don’t try anything funny.” Sporty unlocked the
cuffs and helped Geri to stand up. Scary went to the doorway and yelled,
“Victoria! Get in here now, slave!”

To Geri’s amazement, her friend Victoria shuffled slowly into the cell. She was
finding it hard to walk as her own ankles were cuffed together and her hands
were tied behind her back. She kept her head down. Geri felt a slight sense of
arousal as she noticed that Victoria was dressed in sexy, black lace lingerie.
Her beautiful legs were clad in black stockings and her feet donned stiletto
heels. She looked just like a posh princess should look, no doubt the intention
of the two Mels.

Victoria could not hide her embarrassment of being in this position. She
desperately tried to reach the middle of the room without falling over. At no
point did she look up at Geri.

“Okay, slave. Kneel down,” commanded Sporty. Victoria obeyed her mistress
without question.

“Soon you will be like Vicky,” Scary said to Geri. “Your first order, slave, is
to remove your shirt.”
Geri was nervous and apprehensive about that as she had not worn underwear. Her
hesitancy earned her another harsh whip across her buttocks, making her jump.
She quickly brought her hands up around her waist and removed her tight shirt.
The Mels shared a brief look of glee as they watched Geri’s large tits bounce
free. Geri was by no means fat, but her tits, thighs and buttocks were very
curvaceous. The Mels guessed that Geri was at least a D-cup.

After observing the sight for a moment, Sporty said to the topless Geri,
“Hmmm…what humiliating act can we get you to perform for your crimes?” She
walked closer to Victoria, still kneeling on the floor. “You had a lot to drink
last night, Geri. Don’t you feel the need to pee?” Geri was horrified as she
heard this. Surely, they wouldn’t make her…

“Slave Geri,” continued Mel C, “You are to refresh our pretty princess here by
showering her in your piss. You will leave your shorts on so that you will also
feel the sensation. Victoria, you will keep your mouth open and drink as much
as possible. Commence!”

Geri was absolutely horrified, but knew better than to hesitate after the last
time. She strode up to the lingerie clad Victoria. Posh Spice looked up for
the first time at Geri. Her eyes were wide with fear as she opened her mouth.
Even under these conditions, Victoria still looked as beautiful and as innocent
as ever. Geri spread her legs slightly and positioned her pussy above
Victoria’s face. She silently mouthed the words “I’m sorry” to her friend
before allowing her bladder to relax. The two Mels watched in joy as Geri
slowly began to urinate. A damp patch formed between her legs and then piss
began cascading out of her shorts. It splashed on to Victoria’s face and down
her tits. Geri looked at the ceiling and moaned as more and more pee dampened
her shorts and trickled down her legs, wetting her red pumps. She felt totally
humiliated, but probably less so than Posh, who was now licking the streams of
urine on the insides of Geri’s tanned legs. As golden piss pooled in Victoria’s
mouth, she was able to swallow a great deal. Her hair was drenched with the
warm liquid by the time the hosing subsided. Geri stood in the middle of the
room, her pants dripping wet, her head down in humiliation.

The Mels were thrilled and congratulated both girls on a good performance. They
showed their arousal by gently fingering their own bare cunts.
“Now that Vicky has had her treat, you will give her another present before she
leaves. Turn around, Slave Geri.” Geri did so. “Now spread your legs and bend
over at the waist.” As Geri did this, she realised that she was giving Posh a
good view of her tight round ass.

“That’s right. Victoria, put your face close to this little slut’s bum.” Scary
said this last sentence in a mocking posh accent. Victoria obeyed. The
dampness of Geri’s shorts made them all the more tighter against her skin.

“Okay, Geri. Show the spoilt little bitch how you feel about her. I want you to
pinch a nice big turd in your pants. If you do it right, we might reward you.
And play with your tits while you do it.” Both Mels laughed again as they saw
the expression on Geri’s face. But Geri hoped that the reward would be freedom
and so began her task. She started to squeeze her large breasts and decided to
do her best at pleasing her new ‘mistresses’. She moaned and squealed with mock
delight as she pinched her nipples. She then shoved her butt close to Victoria.
Putting her hands on both ass cheeks, she said in a husky, sexy voice,
“Mistress, I need to go potty, but my pants are stuck. Oh, I hope I don’t do a
poopoo in my knickers. I can feel it coming.” Geri suddenly strained and let out
an enormous fart, right in Posh Spice’s face. She continued to fart and strain
as Victoria placed her nose to Geri’s asshole and sniffed. She was taken by
surprise. The smell was terrible. The Mels waved their hands in front of their
noses as the stench filled the cell. Geri giggled and then finally, a bulge
began to form in her shorts. It pushed outwards and Victoria began to struggle
with both the smell and the fat turd now getting closer to her. She was ordered
by Sporty to rub her nose in it and, reluctantly, she did so. It was soft and
smelt worse.

Geri continued her performance. She spoke again in her sexy voice, “OOOooooh! I
did a big smelly one in my knickers. I hope somebody will wipe my bum for me.”
That got the Mel mistresses masturbating furiously. Geri then went further than
her order. She began to sway her hips and finger her own pussy. She put her
hands on her head, running her fingers through her red hair, and jumping up and
down. Her boobs jiggled. Finally, she put her head between her legs and
sniffed, taking in the harsh smell. The Mels both came with loud screams and
hastily rubbed their oily fingers over each other. They smiled in satisfaction
and applauded the performance of their newest slave. Victoria hung her head
again, in shame.

Geri was ready to be granted her freedom. Scary Spice walked up to her and
declared, “Now for your reward, Ginger Bitch, you will eat your own shit!”
Geri’s mouth fell open and her heart sank. After all of that, she had to do
something so disgusting as eat shit? She decided to run. Making a break for the
locked door, she desperately tried to open it, but to no avail. The Mels
cackled as they grabbed her.

“Disobey us, will you? We can’t have that!” Sporty pulled out a bottle from her
boot and forced Geri to drink the liquid contents as Scary held the Ginger
Spice’s mouth open. Geri soon fell to the floor, unconscious, as the sleeping
poison did its job.

“I guess we’ll have to go to phase two then,” said Mel C.

“Yes,” her companion replied, “That drink will have her asleep for a week. Call
in the doctors. This should be interesting. In the meantime, we shall play with
our other toys.”

They both looked down at the former Spice Girl. Her once beautiful image had now
been reduced to an unconscious, semi-naked heap on the floor. Her tight shorts
still holding the soft brown turd.

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[part III]

The hypnotist had done a wonderful job. As soon as the girls had succumbed to
the drug, he had helped to haul them in to the discreet vehicle parked at the
back of the hotel. He used their vulnerability to put them under the spell
right then and there in the backseat. During that night, the three former pop
singers had spoken in front of a camera, declaring that they were leaving the
group as soon as their contract ran out that week. They also said that they
were planning on moving to a secret location, so as not to be harassed by the
tabloids. All of this was indeed true, but none of the girls were aware of that
when they had woken up. Victoria and Emma had been woken first. The Mels had
decided to leave Geri for last, seeing as how she was the ring-leader in this
little conspiracy. When Posh and Baby awoke, they too, like Geri, had resisted
their new lives as slaves. The Mels could have ordered them to be hypnotised
again, but they wanted to have fun by watching them struggle. They took
particular satisfaction in breaking Posh Spice as she had always considered
herself to be above the others. Her spoilt and snobbish attitude had been
extremely hard to bear since the group had formed.

The building that they had been taken to was an old abandoned mental-institute.
It lay deep in the woods, in a quiet part of France. The Mels had hired a small
group of guards to work there and not say a word to anyone. They had helped by
refurbishing the rooms and cells to meet the requirements. Mel C had her own
gymnasium and Mel B had a pool. Both shared a large, well decorated bedroom.
The cells were cleaned and repainted white. This would be the new home for most
of the Spice Girls.

Emma had opened her eyes to find herself in a cage-like bed. There were bars on
the sides and it looked rather like a large cot. Her hair was arranged into two
pigtails and a large white diaper was secured around her waist. Around her neck
was a small baby’s bib and a pacifier was fastened to her mouth as a gag. Her
ankles and wrists were held together tightly by fluffy pink handcuffs. The Mels
had been excited at seeing Baby Spice as a helpless baby. They wanted to treat
her like a child, so over the course of the following week, she was kept in the
cot at all times, unable to move or speak. Her attempts at screaming had proved
futile by the second day and since then, she remained quiet. She had been told
why she was there, that the plot had been uncovered, and the Mels warned her
that any disobedience would be worthy of punishment. To enforce this, they took
Emma out of the cot twice a day, to be fed her share of baby food and to be
changed. Sometimes, they did not change her for days if she had been ‘naughty’.
Then they would remove her diaper and spank her until she cried. With her
lesson learnt, she would be returned to the cot.

Unfortunately for Emma, her obedience had not paid off, and the Mels grew bored
with her role as a baby. Mel C complained that she was too much hassle and
would prefer a pet. At this point, the girls had decided that their three
slaves should never again be allowed their freedom, in case they contacted the
police. This allowed the Mels total freedom to do what they liked, as well as
allowing them to permanently punish their former friends. The hypnotist was
brought to Emma again to give her the new role. She was placed in a trance and
told that she was now nothing but a worthless dog. She would bark on command
and eat dog food from a bowl. The hypnotist made this spell special as he gave
no command that could break the spell. Thus, Emma would act like a dog forever.
Scary and Sporty left the pigtails in her hair, but removed all other items of
her clothing, apart from a pair of white heeled shoes. They walked her with a
leash to the institute’s kennels. Five other dogs were already there as they
belonged to the guards that the two Mels had hired. Emma was placed in the
kennels and the door was locked. The only time that it was opened was when
daily bowls of food were put in. The former Baby Spice crawled around on all
fours. She no longer had the intelligence to think above the capacity of a
canine. She could not talk, only bark. The other dogs in the kennels were all
male and they soon found the pleasure that they could receive from their new
playmate. They would often mount Emma from behind and shove their beastly cocks
into her pussy. Emma was overpowered every time. The dogs were also trained to
rape Emma in the ass, which they did, filling her tight rectum with dog cum.
Emma, on the other hand, was trained to pleasure the dogs with her mouth. She
spent hours giving doggy blowjobs, drinking their jism as they creamed in her
mouth. Her naked body was always covered with oily cum and the Mels would
sometimes visit her in order to turn themselves on. They were always
entertained when Emma was suddenly raped by a greyhound or cocked her leg to
pee. She was not housebroken, and relieved herself on the floor like the other
dogs. The young woman who had once been rich and famous with the world in her
hands was now nothing more than a pathetic animal. And she would remain so for
the rest of her life.

Victoria’s fate was hardly better. Naturally, she had resisted the most, being
who she was. But her mistresses had told her that not complying would mean that
she would never see fame or fortune again. This was enough for Victoria, who
quickly succumbed to the various tortures that her tormentors gave her. She was
to be the Mels’ main sex slave. She would be by their side at all times to meet
their needs. Her outfit was changed every day. On the first day, she had worn
the lace lingerie which seemed so fitting for her personality. After that, it
was randomised. Sometimes, she would wear a schoolgirls uniform – a shirt,
tartan skirt, heels, knee-high socks and no panties. In this, she would be
ordered to lick her mistresses’ pussies like a slut. Her tongue would lap up
every drop of juice from their cunt lips. The Mels would sometimes get naked
and fuck each other. Victoria stood by the bed and watched them. It was her
job to rub their bodies with lubricants or sometimes be brought in as a simple
fuck toy.

Other times, she would wear a ballerina’s outfit – ballet shoes, her hair in a
bun, and a pink tutu which frilled out around her waist. Again, she wore no
panties. The Mels watched her dance around the room, her bare tits bouncing,
her ass shaking and her long legs kicking the air. Once she was finished with
her humiliating routine, her mistresses would both fasten on a black rubber
strap-on dildo to their crotches. Victoria, still in her tutu, would suck on
one dildo while the other invaded her ass and pussy. The Mels would fuck her
hard to keep her in line. When one of them had finished between her legs, the
Mels would switch over. This meant that Posh Spice was forced to taste her own
pussy juice and ‘bum-slime’, as they called it.

By far her most humiliating and disgusting act was when the mistresses needed to
use the bathroom. Victoria became a human toilet. The girls would squat over
Victoria’s face, as Geri had done, and relieve themselves in her mouth.
Victoria would have to beg for the excrement, saying “Please let me eat your
poo, mistress. I’ll be a good girl.” The only things that Posh Spice was ever
allowed to consume, other than cum, was piss and shit. She drank as much pee as
she could, but sometimes it spilled over her tanned body. Mel C and Mel B
enjoyed farting and shitting in her mouth and then watching her chew and
swallow. When they were finished, Victoria used her tongue as toilet paper to
lick their brown holes clean. Not only did she have to eat her mistresses’
faeces, but also her own. If she needed to go to the bathroom, she would sit in
the middle of the room on a child’s potty. It was barely big enough to seat her
adult ass. Her long legs would remain open, baring her pussy. As soon as she
was ready, the Mels would film her on a camera as she strained and farted. She
would push out her turds in the potty and tried her best to keep her pee from
spraying out over the front side. When she finished, she would pick up the
pieces of shit and suck on them like a cock in front of the camera. Her lips
turned brown with her daily ‘treat’. One time, she had failed to contain her
squirt of piss and she showered the carpet in front of her. As punishment, she
was led down to the kennels and chained naked to the ground on all fours. The
dogs ravaged her swollen cunt as they did with Emma. Then, all of the dogs,
including Baby, were led in front of Victoria and she was ordered to lick their
butts clean. She did this for an hour. At one point, a dog had grown relaxed
and actually took a dump in Victoria’s mouth. She learned to be more careful in
the future.

As the lowest of all the slaves, she was given other tasks, such as cleaning the
cells and delivering updates from the doctors to the two Mels. Over that week,
four doctors in white lab-coats had been working night and day in Cell 15. They
came in and out with various tools. The hypnotist had visited the cell three
days before. Geri was still unconscious inside the cell, but only the doctors
and the Mels knew what was happening. By Thursday, the doctors informed Mel C
and Mel B that they were finished. The Mels paid the doctors their small
fortunes and the men left the institute with more money than ever before. Scary
and Sporty walked down the corridor to the door of Cell 15. With excitement,
they opened it…

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[part IV]

Geri awoke as before. She felt even groggier than the last time. Once again,
her mind asked a hundred questions. Had that whole horrible experience been a
dream? Was she awake this time? Her body felt numb. She had a feeling that
she had been asleep for a long time and wondered whether she was ill. She could
briefly remember men standing over her in white clothes, but had fallen
unconscious again quickly. Was this a hospital? Before she could observe her
surroundings, a voice said softly,
“Geeeriiii? How are you feeling, sweetie?”
Geri’s eyes focused on two figures standing on either side of her. As her mind
cleared, she suddenly realised who they were. With a panic, she tried to sit
up, but failed. Her wrists and ankles were tied to a bed, just as they had been
before.

“Now, now, Geri. Behave yourself.” Mel B’s voice was easily recognisable.
“You’ve been asleep for a whole week! Due to your naughtiness, we made a
few…changes. Take a look at yourself. I think our friends did a wonderful job!”
The girls giggled in delight as Geri slowly raised her head. As she looked down
at her naked body, she screamed. There before her eyes was the most horrifying
sight that she had ever seen. Somehow, the Mels had altered her body. Her tits
had once been fairly large, but now they had been inflated to almost five times
their original size. They ballooned outwards. Not only had her tits been
enlarged to radical sizes, but so had her buttocks. Each cheek was huge and
raised her legs off the bed, so that she had to bend her knees for her feet to
touch the mattress. However, the worst shock for Geri was by far the new
addition to her body. Between her legs, she saw a large human cock and two
balls. The balls sprouted long ginger pubic hair above her still existing cunt.
Geri screamed again as she took in the realisation that she was now a
hermaphrodite. Her appearance was ridiculous, almost comical. The Mels were in
hysterics.

“Don’t you just love it? I think we should try her out. What do you think,
Ginger slut? After all those years of screwing men, you can finally find out how
it feels to be one,” laughed Sporty. Geri was speechless. She looked further
at her body. She saw that she was still wearing her red pumps. She also wore a
very tiny red silk skirt around her waist which was no way near long enough to
reach her crotch. It was there only for effect. Still lying down, Geri could
see that her oversized breasts had been tattooed. One tit read ‘LESBO’ and the
other read ‘SLUT’. Unknown to Geri, the Mels had participated in decorating her
body with crude words. Her buttocks read ‘Fart Factory’ and ‘Cum in my Bum’
with an arrow pointing to her asshole. On the underside of her dick, were the
words ‘Suck me and fuck me!’ Mel C began to rub Geri’s thighs and tickle her
hairy balls. It was not long before Geri grew an almighty erection.

“You see, our hypnotist has taken away the ability for you to control your own
bodily functions,” smiled Scary as she stroked Ginger Spice’s face. Her face
had been dolled up in her normal heavy make-up – lots of blush and red lipstick.
The Mels could not wait anymore.

“Victoria!” they both yelled. Posh Spice walked into Cell 15 dressed in a small
cheerleaders outfit that did little to cover her thong which rode up her ass
crack. She looked up at Geri and her eyes went wide at the site of her hard-on.
She stopped for a moment to take in the ridiculous looking Spice Girl.

“Vicky, get in there and gobble that cock!” ordered Sporty. Victoria
immediately climbed on to the bed and bent over, giving anyone behind her a view
of her cute ass under her skirt. She took the thick cock in her right hand and
then ran her tongue over Geri’s sweaty balls. As she played with the genitalia,
she cooed in a seductive voice,

“Please let me taste your jism in my mouth. I want your cock stuffed up my posh
bum and I really want to smell your farts again. Pleeeease, Geri! Make me moan
like a whore. Make me cum like a racehorse. I am unworthy to lick the dogshit
off your boots, but please fill my mouth with spunk. I would do it myself if
only I had a willy and a pair of balls. Maybe they can get me some one day. I’d
love to let you wank me off!”

She then clamped her lips right over the end of the beast and began sucking and
slurping like mad. She placed her left hand between her own legs and fingered
her sopping wet cunt at the same time. The Mels cheered her on and made sure
that the camera on the ceiling was getting all of the action. Geri moaned
loudly as she felt a sensation in her penis. She gave in to Victoria’s request
and released a long, dirty wet fart from her huge butt. That got Victoria
fingering herself faster.

“MMMmm! That smells pooey! ” whispered Victoria.
Geri did not understand how it was possible, but she was feeling an orgasm
growing. As her moans got louder and Posh Spice’s tongue licked faster, Geri
felt herself spurting her load. Victoria swallowed her hot seed as it poured
over her tongue, before letting the cock fall back onto Geri’ stomach. Geri
continued to cum over her abdomen and on her little skirt. When the orgasm
stopped, Geri dropped her head back on the bed in exhaustion. ‘How could that
have been possible?’ Geri asked herself.

The Mels applauded the scene and then ordered Victoria to take off the outfit.
Victoria obeyed her mistresses without hesitation and was left standing in her
small thong.

“It’s out turn now, Vicky,” said Mel B. Geri looked up at Posh Spice to find
that her friend had also been tattooed with words.

“Victoria was decorated too, because of your disobedience, Geri. See what
you’ve done to her?”

Geri read the words ‘Posh Tits’ scrawled across Victoria’s breasts. She
couldn’t stop her cock from growing hard again. Victoria began to walk towards
the doorway.

“Hey!” yelled Scary, “You know better than that, bitch!” Victoria realised that
she had forgotten to leave the room on her hands and knees. She quickly dropped
to the floor, but Mel B was angry at her mistake. “Vicky! For your stupidity,
you will now go down to the kennels and have Emma do her business in your mouth.
First, pull down your knickers.” Victoria still faced the doorway and yanked
her thong down around her knees. She knew what was coming. Scary Spice walked
over to her slave and gave her ten hard lashes across her white ass. In the
process, Victoria accidentally lost control of her bladder due to the pain and
peed over her legs and on the floor.
“How dare you make two mistakes in one day! Weeing on the floor like an animal!
That’s it, tomorrow morning you’re going to regret that!” With that, Mel B
inserted her whipping rod into Victoria’s rectum and ordered her to leave. Geri
watched Victoria leave on her hands and knees. Her butt cheeks had the words
‘Poo’ and ‘Ass’ written over them and the rod swung from side to side like a
tail as she disappeared out the doorway.

The Mels turned back to Geri.

“Mmmm. I bet you can’t wait to get your fat cock up my butt,” said Scary. They
approached the bed and Geri felt scared, but aroused. Mel B crawled up on to
the bed and on top of Geri. She faced away from Ginger Spice as she stripped
off her clothes and raised both legs straight into the air. She gently guided
Geri’s dick into her shitter, pressing slightly to get it in deep. As she did
this, Mel C walked over to Geri’s other end, pulling her pants off and sitting
on Geri’s confused face. She began grinding her pussy in to her face and
ordered Geri to lick. Geri could not stop herself from wiping her tongue over
Sporty’s hairless lips. While she did this, Mel B bounced up and down, laughing
at the way Geri’s enlarged buttocks kept her going like a pair of beach balls.

“OOOOOOOOOoooooooooohhhh! AAAAaah! I’m cumming again!” screamed Geri as she
finally shot her spunk deep into Mel B’s ebony ass, coating her rectum walls
with slime. Scary shrieked in surprise and relaxed her muscles. Sporty
suddenly ejaculated over Geri’s face with a loud moan. Mel B pulled Geri’s dick
out of her ass with a slimy plop. Both girls were happy with their new sex toy.
But they weren’t finished yet. They both stood up to admire the fallen pop
singer and were treated with a hilarious site. Geri also lost control of her
bladder in her tiredness, but as she still had a hard-on, her piss shot out of
her dick and splashed her own face and tits. Geri gasped and struggled at the
stream of urine. Some got past her lips, allowing Geri to taste her salty
humiliation.

The Mels couldn’t stop laughing as they eventually untied Geri from the bed and
helped her to stand. They walked her over to a tall mirror on the wall, so that
Geri could properly see herself. Her ass cheeks sagged to the backs of her
knees and her tits covered most of her upper body. Geri felt tears in her eyes
as she saw her new penis fully erect and her face covered in pee and cum.

“No need to thank us, freak. You are free to leave the institute now,” said Mel
C. Geri just stood their motionless as Scary called in the guards. Four large
men in overalls entered the room, carrying a large wooden box. “Well, what I
mean to say is…we’re sending you on a trip,” giggled Sporty.

The guards then grabbed Geri by the arms and legs and lowered her into the box.
They closed the lid and nailed it shut. Geri could hardly fit in the box now
that her breasts and butt took up most of the room. She looked out of the small
airholes dotted along the upper sides of the box. She could see the Mels
laughing. They whispered something to each other and then walked up to the box.
They pressed their asses to the airholes and each pushed out a long turd. The
shit slipped into the box and landed in piles on Geri’s tits. The girls laughed
hysterically again as they walked away. Geri could smell the aroma of shit
filling the box. She heard Scary say to one of the guards, “Alright, take the
lady-boy away!”

Geri hadn’t seen the stamped address on the lid of the box that would have told
her that the box was being sent to Thailand and supposedly contained
‘Second-hand Radios’. But she knew that her ordeal was far from over. She also
had a feeling that the journey was going to be a long one. How could she
survive without food or drink? She could think of only one way. As she bent
her head down to lick at the pungent shit resting on her ballooned breasts, she
wrapped her hand around her cock and slowly began to jack-off. Maybe it could
sustain her until she arrived at her destination. The Mels laughter faded off
into the distance as the guards carried the box out of the building and hoisted
it on to the back of a truck. Geri Halliwell, former Spice Girl, who had once
been adored by fans, had had millions of pounds and had been described as
‘sexy’, vowed to never double-cross anyone again.

The End(?)

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