Author's Note: it has been a long time since I wrote the original Modified Escort Service. Sorry I kept y'all hanging but I wanted to make sure I treated sex workers with respect and had to do a lot of reflection on how to get it right. I want this to be an anthology with a lot of diversity and respect for the escorts. Any feedback is appreciated.

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Nancy stood awkwardly in the entrance hall to the Modified Escort Service Headquarters. She was in awe of the opulence and glamour of the mansion that as of five minutes ago was now her home. There was a nervous pit in her gut, and she felt tremendous anxiety that she simply would not belong.

A week ago she had been just an awkward, lanky trans nerd with mosquito bite breasts, a tangled mess of black hair, and no fashion sense. Now she was still an awkward nerd with no fashion sense, but thanks to state of the art surgery and gene therapy, she was a leggy brunette with curves in all the right places, silky straight black hair cascading down to her lower back, hairless porcelain skin, and D-cup breasts that would have challenged her sense of balance if not for the enhancements. Her new employers had thankfully seen to her wardrobe for her and the outfit she decided on was a latex french maid uniform that showed off her impressive cleavage, black pumps and, perhaps her most important trait, a plump glistening cock and balls that hung just too far down to be hidden by the hem of her skirt.

Nancy had been given the option to choose her own enhancements and it was not uncommon for a lot of trans women to choose to have a vagina instead of the penis they were born with, but Nancy enjoyed having a cock and had gone for a number of enhancements that she was eager and nervous to explore. She had of course increased the size (who wouldn't) and the standard length was ten inches. If she concentrated however, Nancy could make her cock swell up to at least twenty inches, presumably only in case she needed to show off. She had also been enhanced so that she could build up and shoot excessive cum over time. She didn't entirely understand what that meant, but the doctors had told her that she needed to release regularly or the buildup would start to hurt, but if she released too often, there wouldn't be time to produce excessive fluids.

Nancy had spent the last week too nervous to cum and as she waited in the entrance, anxiously shifting her weight back and forth, her swollen balls swayed side to side. A dab of precum formed at the tip of her cock as a cool breeze blew past from the open door. Nancy needed to work up the courage to cum sooner or later or she would be driven insane by the sensations.

Nancy heard the click clack of heels on the floor and spun in the direction of a nearby hallway. From the doorway emerged a petite brown skinned woman in a sharp pantsuit. She wore her hair in a tight bun and had a look on her face that said " let's get down to business." Nancy guessed this was not one of her fellow escorts come to greet her.

"Nancy McNeil?" the woman said

"Y-yes?" Nancy answered, the nervous pit in her stomach travelled up her throat now.

"Hello, Nancy. I'm your manager, Caitlyn Cartwright," the woman said fornally but with an air of friendliness. "Welcome to the team," Caitlyn said, extending a hand.

Nancy took the hand and shook it daintily. Should she curtsy? Would that fit better with her maid aesthetic?

"I'm excited to be here, Caitlyn," Nancy said, attempting an awkward curtsy.

"Oh dear, we will have to work on that, Caitlyn said, making a note on her phone quickly. "And please, call me Ms. Cartwright. I like to maintain a professional distance with the escorts I manage. Now if you'll follow me, we have a photoshoot to get through while we set up your online profile."

Nancy gulped and followed quickly behind.

Before Nancy knew it, Caitlyn had her stripped down and lounging on a couch posing for a camera with her back arched and her legs splayed. She had a thin white cloth draped over her breasts and cock, making it so only the outline of her nippled and the bulge of her cock could be made out.

"Make your best O face for me, " said the cameraman, "And I need you to make that cock strain against the fabric. Remember, we're trying to spark the customer's imagination. Get them excited about what you've got under there."

"O-okay," Nancy said, closed her eyes tight in concentration. This body was still new to her, but after a few moments she could feel her cock swelling with blood on command. It went from ten inches flaccid, to twelve, then fourteen, then sixteen...

"That should be good, hun" the cameraman said, now let me see that big O."

Nancy wasn't sure what face to make, in all honesty. Should she do the hentai ahegao thing that was so popular these days? Something more serene maybe? Wait, what face did she make when she had an orgasm? Eventually she settled on scrunching her face up and opening her mouth wide like she was screaming. She liked sex when it hurt a little, and motivated herself by imagining a rugged man pounding her relentlessly in the ass. Pretty soon she didn't have to do any concentrating to keep her cock fully erect and throbbing. She felt a pulse of pain in her balls as the swelled up as well. She needed to cum soon or this was going to be a real problem. Behind her closed eyelids she saw the camera flashing so her face must have been satisfactory.

"That's it, great job rookie. It looks intense!" The cameraman said as the flashing continued. "This should get the dominance folks real excited."

After a few more poses, the shoot came to an abrupt end. The cameraman left, assuring Nancy that she was sure to get a request the minute they finished setting up the profile by the end of the night.

"Now," Ms. Cartwright said as Nancy finished putting her maid uniform back on. "Are you ready to meet your housemates?"

Ms. Cartwright led Nancy to a common room of some sort, with a gigantic TV hanging on the wall, a kitchenette, and some odd shiny black looking couches with plenty of room on them. She was about to ask what the deal was when she got her answer. One of the couches was occupied with two gorgeous women stretched out to the full length of the couch, scissoring like crazy.

Nancy's face went beet red but she couldn't look away. Both women had enormous breasts and supermodel figures, and they were just going at it so hard. Nancy was certain they must be modified or else the ferocity and friction of their thrusts would rub their thighs raw. One of the women flipped her hair over her shoulder and locked eyes with Nancy. She tapped the other girl on the foot and pointed to her. Neither stopped thrusting as they greeted her.

"Welcome to the family, new girl" the woman nearest to her said. She was a blonde with piercing green eyes who seemed perfectly in control as she fucked the other woman's brains out.

"I think you mean 'New Meat," the other girl said, struggling to breathe as she eyed Nancy up and down. "Hi, I'm Sierra. I like your cock- MMH" She was cut off as Eve leaned in and flicked her clit hard.

" Don't be jealous, baby. You're still my favorite" Sierra said as her hands traced over Eve's legs.

Just then Nancy heard loud clacking noises as a third person entered the room. She turned and saw the strangest escort yet standing in the kitchenette, digging through the fridge. The woman was enormous, six and a half feet tall at least. Her hair was a complete mess of tangled red curls stretching down below what Nancy could see over the counter. Sticking out from beneath the hair was what appeared to be... horns?!

The woman turned and showed the entire room her bare breasts, and they were a sight to behold. Nancy was beginning to realize that her D-cup breasts were actually small for an escort. Eve and Sierra both had DD and E cups most likely, but even they were dwarfed by this giant. The new woman's breasts were like beach balls straining against each other and gravity. The broke the limits of E cup and skedaddled headlong into H-cups at least. The woman was not thin and had a decent bit of fat on the rest of her but these monstrosities were on another level!

The woman stepped out from behind the counter of the kitchenette and finally Nancy got it. Below the waist the woman was covered in cow print fur and had hooves and a tail swishing lazily behind her. In fact, everything about the woman seemed lazy. She trotted along, moving very slowly and devouring a bag of carrots. She finished the entire bag in under a minute and dropped face first onto a couch with a sleepy, contented look on her face as she let out a long "good mmmooooooorning..."

"A Hucow..." Nancy said in amazement. She had heard the escort service was capable of some amazing feats, but this was something to behold. Nancy heard laughter from behind her and turned around, her mouth still hanging agape.

"That's Marigold," Sierra said, still chuckling at Nancy' s surprise. "Her spouse, Denver, will be along in a bit to milk her and fuck her. Don't worry, she's always like this."

Between the two bombshells fucking on one couch and a cow woman laying ass up on another, Nancy's cock was sticking straight up like a flagpole. By design her skirt wasn't long enough to hide it and she didn't have a clue what to do with it. Her balls had swollen to the size of baseballs and the pulsing pain was back and more intense than before. If only she could just cum, she thought, but she was still so nervous!

"Allow me to help with that..." said a cool, sultry voice from behind her. Nancy felt hands on her waist and the same voice whispered "May I?"

Her breathing shallow, and her cock throbbing in pain, all Nancy could do was whisper back "please..."

A second later a dark skinned hand with neatly trimmed and manicured nails was on her throbbing cock and jerking it frantically. Nancy's knees were shaking and she moaned loudly as the stranger behind her pressed tightly against her back. The stranger's other hand moved from her waist down to her swollen balls and gently squeezed.

The stranger knew exactly what she was doing. She was in perfect control alternating between jerking Nancy's cock and twisting the head like a knob. Precum drooled from the tip and the stranger caught it with two fingers and used it to better lubricate the shaft and continued pumping.

The hand on her balls began toying with them. She couldn't fit her whole hand around them both but she held them alternatingly, almost juggling them and pulling the skin playfully.

Nancy was in heaven. She let the stranger work and leaned in. She felt huge breasts pressing tightly against her back. She moaned softly and the hand on her balls moved up and began petting her hair. It was so tender that Nancy felt her anxiety easing as a flood of warmth travelled across her body. The stranger leaned in tighter and she could feel her warm breath on the back of her neck, moving to her left ear.

"If you need to cum, then cum," the stranger whispered into her ear. "Don't be worried, I've got you. You are modified to cum whenever you feel like. Just relax, lean into me, and let the explosion happen."

"Hhahh hhahh HHAAAAHHHH" Nancy squealed as an incredible sensation she had never felt before exploded from her cock. After a week of holding back, Nancy finally understood what "excessive cum" really meant. She felt her urethra dilate and a flood of cum shot out of her like a burst fire hydrant, coating the room and all the escorts in a shower of cum. The couches seemed to absorb the fluids somehow but the girls had no such ability. Eve and Sierra actually got even more riled up from the cum shower, while Marigold didn't seem to notice at all.

Nancy felt her balls shrink down to a more manageable size as the flow of cum finally began to subside. She could feel that her urethra was still dilated though and had no idea when that would go back to normal. She fell to her knees and let her satisfied cock just lay on the floor, an occasional tremor of pleasure travelling from the tip and spreading through her body.

Nancy heard the click clack of heels and thought it was Ms. Cartwright (thankfully she had been standing behind the cum shower) but instead a goddess walked in front of her. The woman was six feet tall and had beautiful black skin. She had a stern face and an eyebrow raised as she coldly sized Nancy up from behind stylish glasses with black frames. She had long, dark dreadlocks tied back and flowing down her back and over her shoulders. Like all the other escorts Nancy had met so far, this woman had massive breasts that put hers to shame, and with her skintight black latex dress and thigh high boots with six inch heels, Nancy could tell this woman was a bad bitch who knew how to take control. She wasn't sure but Nancy thought, just maybe, she was in love with this woman.

"Hello, new meat," the woman said, kneeling down to face Nancy. "You may address me as 'Mistress Holly' if it pleases you." Holly leaned closer and took hold of Nancy's chin to lift her gaze up. She wasn't forceful, but she wasn't gentle either. Nancy eagerly let Holly guide her gaze. She would let this woman do anything to her.

"I think you and I will have a lot of fun together," Holly said, chuckling as she stood up and walked away, leaving Nancy in a pool of her own cum and mesmerized.