by Vicky Innes
really didn’t go with his outfit. Was Lindsay trying to make him look like a slut? As if being a
girl in public for the first time wasn’t going to be hard enough.
Wait, had Christian just caught himself thinking about how his outfit matched? What the
fuck? Why was this happening to him? He stood up and grabbed on to the nearest couch for
support. He took a couple of steps, and must’ve looked like a kid learning to skate! They did
make his figure look good though. And wow, his legs really were so much thinner and his skin
was super smooth! It was such a change from his normal hairy monster man legs.
“Oh darling, you’re a natural!” Lindsay exclaimed as she re-entered the room.
Christian caught himself smiling, and then proceeded to blush. He was actually pretty good
at walking in them for his first time. But that wasn’t anything to be proud of. He was a man!
So why did Lindsay’s compliments feel so good?
Lindsay handed her sissy little husband a high class designer bag, similar to hers, and the
girls were off to their appointment. Maybe it would be fun! Christian brushed his hair aside and
climbed up to the passenger seat of Lindsay’s range rover without a second thought. Lindsay
was older, she should drive. Besides, there was no way he could drive with these heels on!
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***
At the salon, Lindsay introduced her sissy husband to her group of girlfriends. She
introduced Christian as her niece, and gave them all a special wink. The girls welcomed him
knowingly and giggled behind his back as Christian settled into the massage chair to get his
manicure. He was feeling welcomed, relaxed even. The nail attendant took his hands and
started scrubbing. It felt magical. Was this what being a girl was all about?
“So a clear polish to start?” The attendant flicked her hair and asked Christian.
“Oh yes, and then she’ll have a bright pink layer on top,” Lindsay interrupted, as Christian
was left unsure what to say. Sure, bright pink. At least that would go with his outfit.
“Oh and dear, my friends Tom and Rick are in the area, so they’re coming over. They’ve
offered to come and help you adjust to being a new girl. They’re very excited to meet you.
“Tom and Rick? The guys from the warehouse?!” Christian gulped. The duo worked for
Lindsay’s company in the shipping department. They were rugged and rough as any tough
biker dudes that Christian knew.
“Yes, of course that Tom and Rick! Who else would it be?” Lindsay laughed as the nail
care attendant started to give instructions to Christian on how to mess up his manicure.
“They’re actually quite the sweethearts when you get to know them.”
Christian’s head was spinning. Tom and Rick - sweethearts? They were the farthest thing
from sweet he could imagine. And help him get used to being a girl? What did that mean?
Christian wanted to protest. No, fuck that! He was a man, and he didn’t need those two goon’s
help with anything. This was all too much. He needed to get the fuck out of this salon, and
back into his normal body.
He opened his mouth with the intentions of telling Lindsay off, but nothing came out.
Something wasn’t working right. Christian gaped slack jawed with his pretty face at Lindsay,
who grinned back at him.
“Great! I’m so happy for you! It’s gonna be a great first time, hon. Oh my god, we need to
get you ready!” Lindsay exclaimed as she started rummaging through her bag.
Before he could protest, Christian found himself being pampered in a smattering of brushes
and rods. In a way, it felt good to be so girly, almost as if this was how he was supposed to be.
But deep down, he knew it was wrong. It was all a sham, he was a man. He caught himself
smiling and pushed away Lindsay’s hands.
“Listen Lindsay, I don’t know what exactly you expect me to do, but I’m not doing it. This
is ridiculous. You’ve had your fun, now let’s go home,” Christian said as seriously as a pretty
young girl could.
A jolt across his face shocked Christian. Lindsay had smacked him with the backside of her
hand. He looked up at her in fear and confusion.
“Now you listen to me you little slut. You’re going to take some big cocks like a good girl,
or you’re never going to be a man ever again. Are we clear on that?” Lindsay threatened.
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Christian held his cheek in pain and nodded absently. Why had that hurt so much? It was
either because he hadn’t been expecting it, or his body had changed to have a lower pain
tolerance as a girl. Either way, he was in shock. His wife had just hit him, and meant it. What
the fuck was happening to him?
Lindsay lifted her husband’s chin and handed him a tube of mascara. “Here, you do it.”
Christian took the make-up applier in his new, manicured hands. He was going to have to suck
some dick, and there was no way around it. He might as well look good when he did it. Maybe
he could get the guys to come quickly. He scrunched up his face, like he had seen Lindsay do
so many times, and proceeded to apply his make-up. Lindsay held the mirror in front of him.
Christian had a red mark across his face from where she had struck him, but looked otherwise
impeccable. One thing was for certain: the bikers that Lindsay knew were going to be two
lucky guys.
The door busted open, and the two burly men entered. They were so wide they could
barely fit through the entrance. Lindsay ran to give both of them hugs. The crowd in the Salon
had thinned out, and they had the entire place to themselves. Rick and Tom followed Lindsay
to where Christian was sitting and they introduced themselves with a couple of grunts.
“One second fellas, we almost forgot her lipstick!” Lindsay produced a tube of lipstick,
bright red. “Okay, pout your lips out sweetie,” said Lindsay as she knelt down in front of her
husband.
Christian obliged and his wife generously applied the make-up to his face. Goddamn, he
knew he looked sexy. He could feel something foreign stir between his legs as he looked over
to his newest friends. The bikers were brawn and intimidating; one had rather big tattoo on his
arm. But Christian barely noticed that as his eyes were drawn to the bulge under each of their
belts. Their bulges were growing by the second, and Christian started to feel butterflies in his
stomach.
“Look at me dear, pay attention or I’ll mess up your make-up,” Lindsay said patronizingly.
Not more than a couple of seconds had passed after Lindsay was done with the lipstick
before Tom and Rick had their big thick cocks out of their pants and in front of Christian. He
looked nervously to Lindsay, who gave him a look of determination. Quickly, he reached up
and grabbed them both between his freshly painted fingers. Christian smiled and looked up at
his studs, coaxing a moan out of them. His pussy purred between his knees, calling out for
attention. This is where he was meant to be: smiling so prettily and with a cock in each of his
hands. After all, he was a sissy little college slut.
“No fucking teasing,” Tom said as they grabbed Christian by his ponytail and smothered his
cock into the young girl’s face. Christian gagged, but there was nothing he could do. The first
cock he had ever sucked was seven inches deep in his throat. When T
om finally released him,
Christian gasped for air. He knew that hadn’t been a very nice thing for the man to do, but his
pussy had loved it. He wanted to play with it so bad, and started to push a finger under his
skirt.
“Fucking right,” Rick said as he pulled Christian’s sweet mouth onto his own cock, before
Christian could ever catch his breath. Christian’s eyes watered as the men were rough with. He
could see Lindsay out of the corner of his eye, giggling and laughing at his attempts to breathe.
Being used so badly made his pussy yearn for attention even more. He didn’t understand it, but
he didn’t have any time to think about it. He needed his new hairless snatch to be touched.
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Christian withdrew his mouth from Rick’s monster cock, and held it in his hand as he
caught his breath. He hiked up his skirt with his other hand and gave Tom a look that screamed
for his touch. Tom obliged, and his big manly hands sent shockwaves through Christian’s
dripping wet pussy. Christian moaned loudly as his virgin cunt was touched for the first time.
He was so fucking wet; he was in awe that anything could feel that good.
He only had a couple of seconds to bask in his new womanly glory before Rick reminded
him of his duties with a pull on his hair. Christian sat up in the salon chair and took Rick whole
in his mouth while stroking him with his hand at the same time. Watching the sexy young starlet
service his cock caused Rick to moan loudly. That moan made Christian feel good, like he was
being a good little cocksucker. He was proud of himself for pleasing a big man like Rick, and he
knew that he looked super-hot with his bright red lipstick thrashing around Rick’s thick dick.
The pleasures in his pussy had multiplied and he was now dripping down his legs. Tom was
obviously an expert at using his fingers. Christian didn’t know what he was doing down there,
but it felt amazing. He stopped sucking cock for a second to bask in the ebb and flow of the
rollercoaster that was happening between his knees. But Lindsay wouldn’t have it, and before
he knew it his wife had dragged his head back onto Rick’s throbbing member.
Choking on Rick’s dick only seemed to make Christian wetter. Goddamn, he was
completely insatiable. He needed to be filled, and soon. He squirmed his girly hips as Tom
continued to pleasure his clit with his hand. Lindsay kept her grip strong on the back of
Christian’s long blonde hair. She reveled in the frustration and humiliation that she was causing
her husband as she made him choke on a huge cock.
Christian grabbed the base of Rick’s shaft, and finally managed to take the cock out of his
mouth. “Do … do it,” he gasped between breaths.
“What’s that you little slut?” Lindsay said mockingly.
“Please, just do it… fuck me!” Christian’s tight little bottom squirmed in anticipation.
Lindsay raised her eyebrows, “You want this big biker cock inside of your girly pussy? Say
it, slut.”
“YES! Fuck me now! I need it!” Christian begged his wife to let the big strange men fill
him in all of his holes.
“Sure sweetie,” Lindsay cooed as she reclined the salon chair to a flat position.
Rick grabbed Christian’s smooth legs aggressively and pulled his cock to position. He
entered Christian slowly at first, causing him to scream out in pleasure at having a cock inside
of him for the first time. Christian’s tight pussy expanded to accommodate the full girth that the
biker was packing, and his juices flowed heavily. He had wanted it so badly, and now he finally
had it. Rick fucked him more forcefully now and pleasure jolted through Christian’s entire
body. It felt so good to be fucked like the little girly slut that he was. Christian moaned when he
could, he had Tom’s cock fucking his mouth. It was almost too much handle. He was wanted
and desire, no lusted after, by two big meatheads. Christian was a sexy young college girl, and
was eager to give them everything they wanted.
Rick pushed Christian over onto his flat, sexy belly and slapped him hard across his firm
ass. Christopher was shocked. He didn’t know how to feel. He had never been hit like that
during sex when he was a man, but now here he was taking it, and there was nothing he could
do. The intense pain gave way to pleasure as Rick entered his pussy again. Christian’s mind
was short-circuiting; he couldn’t have called out or made an intelligible sentence if he even
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tried. His mouth hung open and sounds of pain and pleasure randomly escaped from it as Rick
ruthlessly pounded him from behind, making the 110 lb. college slut his little bitch.
Christian jolted back to reality when he felt a new sensation: something very large and
foreign was circling his asshole. With nary a spit of saliva, Tom pushed his monster cock into
Christian’s super-tight hole. Christian yelped in shock at having his anal virginity taken. Tom
was ruthless as he invaded Christian’s butthole. No space was personal anymore. Christian
gripped the salon chair with both hands as he was fucked without remorse from behind. Again,
the men slapped his ass, and again Christian flinched in pain. He was their cum-slut, and he
getting dominated by Rick and Tom was his duty. It was what he was put on earth to do.
Christian held on tight as the men hit him and grabbed his hair from behind. His make-up
totally ruined now, he knew he looked like a true two-piece whore. And that’s what the men
called him as they pounded him ruthlessly. They pulled his long blonde hair and grabbed his tits
from behind. They made him know that he was theirs.
Lindsay sat facing her husband with a sinister look on her face. Rick grabbed Christian’s
arms and tied them behind his back, leaving the sultry young girl feeling even more powerless.
Christian tried to bury his head into the chair, but his wife wouldn’t let him. She pulled up his
pretty face, with mascara and eye-liner running down it, and shoved it into her pussy.
Again, Christian couldn’t breathe as was made to eat his wife’s pussy. She held him there,
knowing that his girl lungs couldn’t hold much breath and watched him struggle to turn his head
away. But his arms were all tied up, and he couldn’t manage to sneak a breath. Something
about being dominated like that made his pussy light up with fire again, and he soaked Rick’s
cock with his wetness. Deep down inside of him, Christian liked being told that he wasn’t
allowed to breathe and that he truly was a sissy little slut.
When he was finally allowed to breathe, Christian’s face was even more red than his ass
and tits. Being used was hard work, and he was totally exhausted. He couldn’t do a thing for
himself in that moment. The biker men withdrew and threw Christian over onto his back again.
They switched positions, finding his ass and pussy again.
Christian’s body jolted with waves of pleasure as they two studs fucked him harder than he
ever could’ve imagined was possible. Lindsay came around and sat on his chest and grabbed
Christian’s throat, forcing him to look up at her. She berated him for being a filthy cheating little
cunt and a goddamn sissy little bitch. When Christian’s eyes looked like he longed for his wife,
she slapped him hard across the face. Here he was: being pummeled in the ass and pussy by
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wo separate men, and humiliated by his wife. Any semblance of being a man seemed to leave
Christopher in that moment. He didn’t deserve to become a man again. That wasn’t possible
for a true girly whore like him.
Lindsay slapped him hard again, on the other cheek, before climbing a top of his face. She
rubbed her pussy hard over his entire beautiful, womanly face. She reached down and choked
him as she did this, sending Christian’s body into a frenzy. Being choked lit his clit on fire and
pleasure flew through his entire body. His hips spasmed uncontrollably, but Rick and Tom held
him down. Christian didn’t know what was happening; his body had a mind of its own. His
shoulder’s jerked and so his wife restrained him. She slapped him again and sent Christian into
his first full body orgasm as a woman. He screamed his high pitched voice as the pleasure
spread out from his clit to his whole body in jolting, powerful movements.
His body was still jerking as Rick pulled out of Christian’s pussy to cum all over his toned
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core and lower body. Tom took his cock out of Christian’s tight ass and shoved it in Christian’s
open, orgasming mouth. Christian, surprised, took a huge white load down his throat as his
wife choked him. The pleasure in his clit raged on. His hips vibrated up and down as his body
was happy to see that it had fully obliged the muscular biker dudes.
Lindsay was satisfied that her husband had learned his place as her little cum slut, and
ordered the men to stop fucking with him. Christian was a dirty college whore, and he didn’t
deserve any more orgasms than he’d already had. That saucy feminine bitch had just been
used by two monster cocks, and that was more than was worth anyways.
Christian lay on the salon chair, too gleeful and out-of-it to even sit up. Cum dribbled out of
his mouth as he giggled in ecstasy. Now he knew what it was like to be on the other side of his
hard college fuck fests, and he liked it.
***
At home, Christian tried on a couple of dresses in his wife’s closet. Nothing seemed to fit
him quite right. He was tighter in the midsection in ass, and more petite overall. He fretted and
