The Unicorn

Randy clicked through window after window of fine lingerie. He'd finally moved out of his Mother's basement and got a place in the city with his new boss and his boss's wife. He could finally explore all the desires that had filled his imagination for years without his mother finding out. He'd just paid all his bills and had some money to spare and he knew exactly what he wanted to buy.

His heart thumped as the cursor hovered over the 'Place Order' button. If he clicked it, three pairs of panties and one bra would arrive by the end of the week. He closed his eyes and pressed the button on the mouse and the order was placed.

As his eyes parted, confirmation information loaded on the screen and his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was a notification from his bank about the transaction. Randy bit his lip with nervous anticipation. By the end of the week, he might be wearing his very own panties!

The next two days were a blur for Randy, he worked construction with Steve and had so much to learn in such a short time. They were building a house and it was apparent that Randy was just too small for that line of work. He could only carry a single 2x4 and couldn't even pack a sheet of plywood. He was sure he would be fired but two months in, he was still employed.

"Just grab the nail gun and the hoses, I'll get the wood," Steve said.

"Yes, Mr. Barton," Randy said.

Randy's mind wandered in the tool trailer to thoughts of Mr. Barton getting wood. He fantasized about being pushed against the shelves and having his boss's hands all over his body. Grabbing the heavy nail guns made him think of Steve's big strong arms and how he could easily overpower Randy.

Halfway through the second day, he got delivery confirmation. His heart sank when he read the delivery notes.

'Left with resident.'

The confirmation email displayed a picture of Julia (his landlady) holding the package with a peculiar smile. He hoped she wouldn't open the package and look through his panties, but he hadn't received a single piece of mail in the two months since he moved in.

Julia and Steve Barton were a good-looking couple in their thirties. Steve had worked construction for over fifteen years and Julia stayed home. Several times Randy thought of the both of them while masturbating. He has even caught the occasional glimpse of Julia's panties on the bathroom floor but he never dared touch them.

When he got home, he found the package sitting by his door. It had been torn open and the contents examined and then taped shut again. He knew Julia had looked at his panties. She touched them and maybe even thought of him wearing them. Randy had become aroused thinking about his landlady handling his panties. Would she always wonder if he was wearing panties after that? Would she tell Mr. Barton? Would he tell the men at work?

Randy stripped and sat on the edge of his bed holding the package of panties. He imagined Julia standing there instructing him on what to do. Her large round breasts would be on full display in the skin-tight latex catsuit. Her long blonde hair would be braided down to the middle of her back and she might slap her calf with a whip.

Julia might call him a pansy and make him put the panties on. Randy complied with his imaginary mistress and pulled on the white nylon bikini panties with lace trim and a cute little bow on the front. Julia might make him bend over so she could spank him for being such a naughty boy.

"Boys shouldn't wear panties, Randy!" Julia would chide.

Randy slapped his ass imagining Julia spanking him as he tugged on his pecker. He wrapped the black training bra around his body and clipped it together, adjusting the shoulder straps so they weren't too tight. The bra gave his chest the illusion of small boobies and his mind started to wander.

He had always been thin and on the short side for a boy. He looked in the mirror and imagined himself as a girl. Randy pulled his hair down to hide his face and tucked his penis back to complete the illusion. He wasn't sure he wanted to be a girl or not but he knew he enjoyed imagining.

Randy fabricated the most humiliating conversation in his mind as he began playing with himself.

"Are you a dirty little slut?"

"Yes, mistress!"

"Do you need me to fuck your ass whore?"

"Yes, mistress!"

"I'll bet you want to suck on a real man's dick don't you!"

"Yes, mistress!"

"You're not even a real man are you whore!"

"No Mistress!"

"Say it whore!"

"I'm not a real man!"

"Say it all whore!"

"I'm not a real man, I want to suck real men's dicks for you mistress!"

Randy was beyond the point of no return. He felt like the dirtiest sissy whore confessing his desires to an imaginary mistress. He opened his mouth and imagined a man jamming his cock inside.

"Suck this real man's cock, you fucking sissy faggot whore!"

"Mmm... Yes, mistress!"

Randy pictured Steve's big dick choking him and shooting his spunk right into his stomach as he started spraying his sissy seed into his hand. His body jerked around as though he was having a seizure as his orgasm ripped through his loins.

Still breathing heavily, Randy looked at the puddle of spunk in his hand. He sniffed it noticing a slightly sweet aroma and imagine his mistress commanding him to eat it.

"Eat it whore!"

Randy's arousal had escaped out the tip of his dick and the desire to please his imaginary mistress faded with each passing heartbeat. He wanted to eat his cum but the last time he tried, he nearly vomited from the thought alone. He knew it was odd that he thought of himself as a sissy cum slut, and he couldn't eat cum.

His stomach growled telling him he needed something to eat soon. Randy wiped the tip of his dick on a sock and cleaned his hand up best he could before pushing his flaccid penis in his panties. He pulled his jeans back on and was about to pull a T-shirt on when he remembered he was still wearing the little black bra.

Rebellious excitement surged through him as he pulled his T-shirt on. He crept out of his bedroom closing the door behind him and quietly tiptoed through the house. He could hear Julia and Steve talking in the kitchen but they quickly stopped when he came into view. They both just looked at him and he felt his face go red.

"Just... going out to get some food." He said after sharing an awkward stare with them.

Randy stood in line at the fast-food restaurant with his arms folded across his chest. The cups of the bra pushed his shirt out and made him look like he had little boobs. He had become nervous someone might say something so he tried his best to keep it hidden.

He got his food and ate without interruption. No one said a thing to him and he was both glad, and a little disappointed that not even one person had noticed. Randy decided to tempt fate and take a walk through the park before going home for the night. As evening joggers breezed past him, he wondered if any of them could tell and what they might think but still nothing.

Randy spotted a public restroom and needed to pee. He was always hesitant to use a urinal because someone might see his penis, and the fact that he was always tempted to look over the partition, so he sat down in a stall.

His panties were pushed into his slacks far out of view and he hoped they weren't visible. The man in the stall next to him wore work boots and his green plaid boxer shorts were completely visible.

Randy could hear the man breathing and wondered why he wanted to peek under the partition so bad. He was completely inexperienced and knew there was no way he would ever be brave enough to do something in a public bathroom, he couldn't help but imagine the man forcing his way in Randy's stall.

Randy pushed the door open to find Julia and Steve talking in their living room. They once again went silent in his presence and they shared a long awkward stare until Randy broke the silence.

"Is everything alright?" Randy questioned.

He could feel their eyes on him as though they were undressing him. He felt his penis twitch inside the white nylon panties as he imagined wearing nothing but the bra and panties for his landlords. He tucked his hair behind his ear and dropped his hand delicately to his waist.

"Yes, I... accidentally opened your package today. I wasn't expecting anything, but I wasn't thinking about you when the mail came... I'm sorry." Julia said.

Randy knew she went through his package and emotions flooded through him. He thought about running away, he thought about saying it was for a girlfriend, he thought about owning it and admitting they were for him. Most of all, he was done feeling ashamed for his desires but when he opened his mouth, something different came out.

"They're for my..."

"It's okay, we don't need to know who they're for!" Julia interrupted.

Randy stopped talking and tried to listen to his pretend mistress. He was completely entranced by the woman and her husband. Steve was wearing basketball shorts and Randy could see the outline of his penis. It was huge in comparison to his own and he found it difficult to pay attention to anything else. Julia seemed to notice where Randy's eyes had landed.

"Randy!"

"Oh, sorry... yes ma'am?" He blurted, realizing he had zoned out.

"Yes?"

"Wait, what was the question?"

Julia smiled at Steve and they both nearly burst into laughter. Steve adjusted himself so that his penis head protruded out the leg of his shorts and he stroked it a few times. Randy was in awe, it was the first time he had seen a penis that wasn't his. Steve's cock was long and thick with a cock head that pointed up.

"Do you want to touch it?" Steve asked mid-stroke.

Randy quickly looked at the floor as though it was infinitely more interesting than Steve's crotch. He could still see him stroking himself out the corner of his eye but when Steve removed his shirt, he couldn't help but steal a glance at the man's chiseled features.

"I'm not gay..." Randy no more than whispered.

"Strip, now Steve!" Julia commanded as she strutted to Randy's side.

"It's okay honey, it doesn't make you gay if you like cocks, or wearing panties... are you wearing panties right now?"

"Um... Ye... a yes, yes ma'am."

"Does Mr. Barton's penis look nice?"

Randy glanced up and quickly looked away, embarrassed that he'd been coaxed into looking at the penis. His boss was completely naked; stroking his half-hard cock to life. When Julia lifted his head, he couldn't help but stare at the man's tool. Steve was in better shape than Randy thought and he stifled a smile.

"Um... I... a, I guess so." Randy squeaked.

"It's okay my sweet girl, you don't have to be nervous, he is completely under my control. Have you ever been with a man?"

"Um... I've never... a, I'm not a girl."

"You're wearing a bra and panties, sweetie, do you maybe want to pretend just for tonight?"

"Um, maybe... I'm still a virgin though."

"Well, let's just start with a touch okay?"

"Um... I, I guess so... ma'am."

"Sit down Steve, come on Honey," Julia said urging Randy to stand at her husbands' feet.

"You need to get him going first. Maybe start by taking your clothes off. Show him your cute little body."

"Um... I a," Randy said untucking his shirt. "Like this?"

"Perfect, awe... that's such a cute bra honey. Make sure you dance a little for him even if there isn't music okay?"

Randy tried to imitate women doing stripteases in the porn he'd watched. He looked at Julia for inspiration and she coached him into doing a seductive dance for her husband.

He pulled his belt free from his pants before turning sideways and pushing his pants down his ass. He felt his panties slide partway down his ass and he pulled them back up as he kicked his pants into a pile on his T-shirt. His little pecker rented the thin material in front of his panties.

"I think you got him going honey, do you want to come down here now?" Julia said motioning for Randy to kneel between Steve's legs.

"You look so pretty dear," Julia said brushing Randy's hair out of his face and leaning in to kiss him on the lips.

Julia's tongue pressed its way inside Randy's mouth and she groped the small cups of the training bra. Randy had never even kissed a girl before, let alone a beautiful woman nearly ten years older than him. Julia abandoned Randy's mouth and turned her attention to his neck and ears. Randy could barely contain himself and he felt his little cock moisten as precum started dripping out the tip.

Randy reached down between his legs to touch himself but Julia stopped him. "There'll be time for that later, we need to take care of Mr. Barton right now okay Honey?"

"Um... yes ma'am."

Randy wanted to stroke himself more than anything but he was completely entranced by Julia and just wanted to please her. When she grabbed the back of his head and guided his face toward Steve's throbbing cock, Randy opened his mouth as far as he could. He slid his hands up Steve's thighs then wrapped them around his shaft.

Randy was touching his first cock and excitement pulsed through him. As his lips wrapped around Steve's cock head, the surrounding world disappeared. The only thing that mattered was the tool in his mouth and pleasing the woman by his side. Randy barely noticed Julia forcing his head down on Steve's cock. He could feel himself gagging and choking but it was all secondary to Julia's approval.

"Oh god, she's going to make me cum!" Steve yelled out before Julia pulled Randy away.

"What's wrong, I thought that's what we wanted!" Randy cried.

"Eventually my sweet girl, but not yet. There's so much more I want you to experience for your first time!" Julia said running her fingers through Randy's hair.

"Yeah, like what Ma'am?"

"Everything my dear girl, have you ever had anything in your ass pussy, sweetie?"

"My what?"

Julia ran her hand down the back of Randy's panties and across his puckered hole. She circled the tip of her finger while she kissed his neck and ear. Randy had touched his bum before but it never felt the way it did when Julia did it. She pulled her hand out and placed her finger at his mouth.

"Give me some lubrication Honey."

Randy greedily sucked Julia's finger like it was a little cock and when she pulled it away he tried to follow it. Julia pushed his head into Steve's crotch and returned her finger to Randy's hole. She pushed her wet finger into Randy's hole and started rubbing his prostate.

"This is your ass pussy, sweet girl!"

"Mmmph mmgh hhha!" Randy exclaimed with a mouth full of cock.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes ma'am, please more!" Randy said taking a breath.

"Have you put anything else in there before?

"Just my... my fingers ma'am," Randy exclaimed as he continued playing with Steve's cock.

"How was it?"

"Nothing like this ma'am!"

"Every girl like you enjoys something in their ass pussy!"

"My... dick is leaking!"

"Go ahead add pull your sissy clit out honey."

"My what ma'am?"

Julia pulled Randy's panties down in the front and squeezed his penis between her thumb and index finger."

"Agh... that feels so..."

"So good? Of course it does honey, now stroke your clit for me sweet girl."

Randy grabbed his sissy clit and it disappeared under his hand. Julia stopped him and helped place his hand in the proper position. Two fingers on the bottom and the thumb on top.

"You're trying to Jack off, but you don't have a cock like Mr. Barton. You have a sissy clit, and girls only rub themselves with two or three fingers max. If it doesn't feel good enough, you can put a few fingers in your ass pussy too."

Randy corrected his grip on his sissy clit and started rubbing, breathing heavily, and humping the air in front of his crotch. He was right at the edge of cumming when Julia stopped him again.

"STOP!" Julia yelled.

Randy's clit bounced and oozed precum from the tip. His hands clawed at the air and his hips continued fucking the air. Randy looked like he was suffering intense physical pain having to stop.

"Why... why did I stop ma'am, I was right there!"

"I'm sorry honey, girls like you, special girls only get to cum from something in their ass pussy okay?"

"I don't... wait, how... how is that even possible?"

"Oh sweetie, do you trust me?"

"I... um, I think so ma'am."

"I won't ever ask you to do something that I don't think you can handle okay. You are very special to me, you are like a unicorn! Mr. Barton and I have been looking for a girl just like you for many years."

"A unicorn?"

"Do you want to be our special girl Randy, will you be my special girl?"

"I um... I don't know."

"If you want to go back to sneaking around wearing panties under your boy clothes and acting like a boy, Mr. Barton and I will completely forget anything happened tonight and you'll always have our respect as the man you choose to be, but I feel like you would always wonder how your life could be after that."

"Yes."

"Yes, what sweetie?"

"I'll um, I'll be your special girl."

"Have you thought of a name you'd like to call yourself?"

"I um... I guess Erica, that sounds pretty to me."

"That is pretty! Okay so from now on you'll be known as Erica and I'll be called Mistress do you understand honey?"

"Yes... I guess so ma'am, I mean Mistress."

"Okay then miss Erica, Let's get ready to play okay!" Julia said pulling Erica to her feet and pulling her along into the bedroom.

Steve followed close behind with his cock swaying side to side. He lay on the bed and watched his wife put Erica in a cute party dress that only made her look authentically feminine, but when she did Erica's makeup, the awkward twenty-year-old boy was replaced with a sexy-looking twenty-year-old girl.

"Jesus Christ woman, you never cease to amaze me, she's fucking beautiful!"

"Watch your mouth, Steve! I won't tell you again!"

"I'm sorry dear," Steve said looking down.

"Spread your arms and legs, let me get you tied to the bed okay."

"Yes, dear," Steve said spreading his arms and legs out. Julia clipped his hands and feet too short chains at each corner of the bed.

"You'll get five swats for cussing and five swats for speaking out of turn earlier."

"What, I never spoke out of turn!"

"Fifteen, do you want to keep going, Steven?"

"No Mistress, I'm sorry."

Julia stood in the bed over Steve and smacked inside his thigh with a bright pink riding crop. A sharp sound pierced through the quiet time followed by Steve softly counting.

"One Mistress."

Julia hit Steven several more times inside his thigh and red patches started rising moments after each strike. At twelve she hit him right on the nut and his whole body went rigid as he pulled against the chains.

"Twelve Mistress!" Steve groaned.

The next two landed inside his thighs but the last loud popping sound hit home on his right nut again.

"Agghnngh!! Mmm... fifteen Mistress!"

"I'm sorry I had to do that, but you need to remember the rules, and you weren't seeing a very good example for Erica now were you!"

"No Mistress, I wasn't. I'm sorry, I'll do better."

"Erica, Honey, will you come make Mr. Barton feel better like you did in the living room please?"

"Yes, mistress."

Erica knelt between Mr. Barton's open legs and tucked her hair behind her ears. She rubbed her hands up his legs again and leaned close to his limp cock.

"You're quite pretty Erica!"

"Awe, thank you, Mr. Barton, you're quite handsome yourself. And your penis is so nice!" She said as she grabbed his flaccid dick and placed it in her mouth.

Erica sucked Mr. Barton for only a moment before she felt Julia pulled her panties down and spread her ass cheeks apart. She moaned into the cock in her mouth when Julia pressed her tongue into her ass pussy. Erica had never felt something so foreign and wonderful at the same time as Julia's tongue.