It's a Wonderful New Life

"I'm sure you're getting hungry as you have lived off nothing but vitamins and soup broth for a full week now." What! A week? My job! My life! "I'm going to remove the gag from your mouth and I want you to read what I show you," she said holding up a piece of paper. "I want to hear your new voice. But if you utter one single word that is not on this piece of paper I will spank your little cream puffs harshly with this hair brush. Do you understand? How did I know my "creampuffs" were really my balls? Damn that hypnotizing tape. I nodded my understanding. Having my balls, er I mean my creampuffs spanked was something I didn't want to experience. "And IF you obey well I will feed you solid food next time."

Off came the gag. I flexed my mouth freely for the first time in days - 7 days apparently - and began to read aloud when I noticed her impatience. Why was I concerned about pleasing her so much? She was the villain here. Wasn't she?"I am no longer a man. I am a gurl. A sissy gurl who loves to suck cock and swallow cum. Thank you Sherry for demaleing me." Great Scott! My voice was gurlish, gruff by a genetic girls comparison, but definitely feminine and noticeably softer than my own. I feel some weird lumps on my tongue and it makes it hard to speak correctly. I slur my speech. And my titties hurt they were so sore. My nipples felt like they had been chewed they were so tender and sore. And my ass hole tingled ceaselessly, but in a nice way. It felt like a wet, horny cunt. I continued reading. "I need you to complete my feminization Mistress. I no longer have balls, I have cute tiny creampuffs. My dick is now a cute little man clittie. And my ass is now a cute little sissy tushie cum receptacle. I am a cum-addicted, cock worshiping whore and need a real cock to enjoy. I am a sissy fagot cum queen."

"Very good. Now swallow these pills and I will get you some food." I did as I was told without even wanting to resist as she left the room. She came back with the mouth harness and reattached it shoving the already cum drenched dildo into my mouth. Owww! Something is definitely wrong with my tongue. It hurt terribly as the jelly cock slid over it, and there is definitely something on my tongue. Did she do something to it just to make me sound like a silly ditsy sissy? I wouldn't put it past her at this point.

"Delicious isn't it? Enjoy your cum snack darling." Damn it, duped again. I could feel the drowsiness consuming me as she elaborated almost apologetically. "Can you tell your throat is being trained to accept cock. It is very important you be able to allow a gentleman to fuck your throat. That will give you value to real men. And you will need to be of value to real men if you ever want one to care for you, and you will. There's not much of a market for neutered sissy boy whores with tiny dickettes in the traditional workplace. You will one day want a boyfriend to look after you." I knew she was right. Where could someone like me, as I now was, hope to provide for myself? I remember thinking as I dozed off it might be nice to be a sissy cum whore, but why did my cockie have to be so small? She was not trying to change me into a girl or shemale, but a cum-drinking sissy boy toy for men. I wasn't even ashamed of the smile I felt on my face thinking such sissy thoughts and the world blurred. Zzzzzzz...

When I awoke again I was free of all restraint, thank goodness. Well, kind of. I raised up to a sitting position and looked at myself in the mirror. And in the reflection was, well, I guess it was me. My tiny cock was encaged in some sort of black leather harness with a lock on it and it wrapped around my balls, er I mean my creampuffs, and separated them as well. I touched it and my little clit jumped. There was some sort of electrode digging into my creampuff sack. There were shadows under my breasts. They were growing! I touched them too. They pooched out to a puffy point and the nipples were long and erect and I wasn't even excited. Or was it I was always excited. I can't tell anymore.

I was hairless, even my arms and underarms, smooth as a baby's ass from head to toe save the hair on my head. Even the crack between my tushie cheeks was silky smooth and creamy. Had I been shaved or waxed, or was it the hormones? I had on a pair of black open-toed very high heels with straps that ran around and around my legs and were fastened on with a lock. My toenails and fingernails were painted a bright slutty red, and I had on matching lipstick to boot. I even had on eye makeup - very sexy eye make up I might add - and my ears had been pierced and adorned with dangly earrings shaped like little cocks. I had a pearl ankle and wrist bracelet on as well. Shit! She was really driving home the sissy cock-worshipping theme. But I have to admit I was pretty. And my tongue seemed better. Was it just the absence of that damn open hole gag? No, I had feeling on my tongue for the first time in days and there is definitely something on it. Something big.

There was a note on the mirror that said: put on the handcuffs with your hands behind your back and press the buzzer by the door and I will feed you. At this point what did I have to lose, plus I would have killed for solid food, so I did as I was instructed.

At the mirror I looked at my tongue. Son of a bitch! I had several steel balls sticking through my tongue. She pierced my fucking tongue! Is that 3 piercings? Three ball studs, or a ring and stud? Jeeze. No wonder my freakin' tongue had hurt and was still sore. And that sure looks like a real tattoo to me but I couldn't touch it so I couldn't be sure. It says...I paused as I had to read it backwards in the mirror. It says sissyjoddie. Who the fuck is that? The door buzzed and clicked open and I stepped through. It was hard to walk but I'm not sure if it was the heels of my being tied up for 7 days. I went to her at the table and she smiled at me. I stood since she did not tell me to sit down. Why did I do that?

"You are a very beautiful chemically enhanced sissy" she said. "Sissy Joddie will be your new name. Tell me you just love it."

"I just love it" I said with no reservation as if programmed to obey. Weird.

"I just love it Ma'am" she said correctively.

"I just love it Ma'am" I answered obediently. Why did my brain just click Mistress would have been OK to say as well?

"Excellent. Sit and enjoy." I took my seat. There was a single poached egg, a half piece of dry toast, and a cup of coffee. I stared in disbelief.

She explained "In case you didn't notice you have lost more than just your maleness. You have lost your pride, your male urges, your aggression, and about 30 pounds in your 13 day training." Thirteen days! Holy shit!

Now understand my folks are long since deceased, I have no wife, no real girlfriend, no kids. And my job and friends? Well, most of my friends are coworkers. Shallow pussy hounds like my former self. I seriously doubt any one of them wondered what had become of me beyond the first few days of my disappearance, when I was no doubt fired. No, no one was looking for me. There would be no rescue for me. Thank goodness. Why 'thank goodness'? Because I could feel the old me, the one I didn't really like anyway, slipping away. And a new me evolving, one I liked very much.

"Now sit and I will feed you slowly and daintily, like a lady." I obeyed as if autopilot. "But you have gained things far more valuable than you have lost. Did you notice your pretty little breasts are coming along nicely? And you have one of the cutest little pee-pees I have ever seen. Really. Your skin is silky smooth and soft. Your voice is gurly yet raspy and sexy. You have your own personal tattoo, plucked eyebrows, lovely pierced ears, and oh, how do you like your tongue piercing? Isn't it just to die for" she added with a mocking limp wrist action and a super sissified tone to her voice.

"Yes Ma'am. I love it very much Mistress" - (now that it is not hurting me as much).

"Excellent. You can change the end to a host of different designs, or even remove it altogether and install a tongue ring instead. Many real men prefer the look of the ring but enjoy the feel of either. I have some news for you as well" she said as she began to feed me. "Tonight is a very special night. We will have guests. Three gentlemen, myself, and a girlfriend of mine are going to deflower you and initiate you into your new world of sissy servitude. Won't that just be sooo fun?" she said in a very girlish sissy taunting voice.

I wish I could say I was horrified. I wish I could say I jumped up and kicked down the front door and ran out of the house screaming and searching for a policeman. But I didn't. Why not? Because, damn it, it did sound like a lot of fun to me. Plus I wanted to know if I really did enjoy a real cock inside my mouth and tushie. I wanted to know if I would really enjoy fresh hot root oil straight from the cock of a real man. And I wanted to know if this so-called training was permanent. And I needed to know if I was even capable of getting hard enough to ever fuck anything other than someone's finger tips again. And most of all I wanted to know why the thought of 3 gentlemen having their way with me got me so excited and why the thought of Sherry and her girlfriend was almost an afterthought in this scenario. So I said "Yes Ma'am" and finished my meal - such that it was.

"I want you to know something" she said with sobriety as she pulled out a small remote control device. "It is extremely important to me," she stressed, "that you are a super sexy slut slave tonight for our guests. So I want it to be important for you too," she added as she pressed the lone button on the remote. BAM!! I spasmed out of the chair and fell to the floor in stunned agony. I looked straight at my man clittie to see if it had blow up! BAM!! She hit the button again and the shock in my creampuffs lit me on fire.

"Stop!" I screamed, quickly adding an apologetic "please Ma'am, stop. What did I do?

"Nothing" she said with a cavalier smirk. "And I will never use this device again - I hope. But I will if I have to. Any time I think you are disrespectful, are slow to obey a command, or not enthusiastic enough in what is asked or expected of you, I will zap you."

"No Ma'am! I mean yes Ma'am. I will obey Ma'am. I promise Mistress. I will be a good gurl Ma'am, I swear." I offered back figuring in these circumstances one could not use enough Ma'ams. I clamored to my feet because I suddenly sensed she wanted me to. "I will embrace my deflowering with thanks and appreciation Ma'am. There is nothing I will not due to please you Ma'am." She left me sitting there alone in the chair, my cockie clit throbbing. I did not move for some time, instead opting to wait for her to tell me what to do next. Anything to keep her trigger happy finger off that remote! As I set there patiently I scanned the room with my eyes. I noticed a camera with a blinking light on it. Then another, and another. Shit. They were everywhere. I now remember they are all over the room I was held in for so long as well. How much of my demaleing had she recorded?

As the hour approached I was taken out in the back yard naked save for my little cockie chastity device, and a dildo on a strap tied around my neck, and tied to a bench, with my legs spread uncomfortably wide. As her guests arrived she brought them back to where I was bound and introduced them to me. They all seemed amused yet comfortable with the setup. I could piece together through their conversations I was not the first conversion Sherry had performed. After a few drinks one of the gentlemen got the ball rolling by removing his pants and shoes and walked up to my face, his huge manly cock protruding in front of my face, resting it on my forehead. His balls dangled at my chin.

"Look, I'm tea bagging a sissy slut and I think she likes it" he boasted. Indeed I did. Instinctively my mouth began to water and my tushie hole began to tingle and get wet. Even though I knew that monster would fill my mouth and bypass it straight for the back of my throat, I opened my mouth and made a whining whimpering pleading sound, begging for him to feed it to me. It was so large and pretty, and I wanted it inside me sooo badly. Everyone laughed. My god, what had I become?

He wasted no time in slipping his large member into my eager and receptive mouth. He grabbed both sides of my head and began to fuck my face vigorously with mini strokes that puffed out my mouth to its maximum yet did not at first challenge my throat. Finally he went deep into my throat and I took it with unexpected relative ease and glee. All that dildo training had paid off. It was so much better than the plastic devices I had been trained with. It tasted wonderful and the slick precum that preceded his climax was especially delicious. Soon he spasmed and begin to cum. As he did he retreated from my throat and pumped his cock into and out of my mouth, riding in and out past my painted lips and depositing an incredibly large load of sweet manly cum into my mouth. My goodness it tasted great! I tried so hard to savor and swallow every drop but it was such a massive delivery much escaped my mouth and ran all about my face. When he pulled it out of my peter-puffer I wanted to cry. He pumped more of the sweet nectar at my face as I held my mouth open craving more showing him his spent jizz as it lubricated my tongue jewelry and ran down and dripped wastefully from my chin.

"I'm sorry Sir" I apologized. "I didn't mean to waste so much Sir. It was my first time. I'll do better next time."

"Wow Sherry, he's great!"

"She" she corrected him.

"Sorry...she," he said with a snickering laugh.

Sherry unchained me and told me to "assume the position" on a lounge chair. How did I know of "the position" she referred to? It must have been the audio hypnosis I assumed. I pounced right up on the recliner on my knees and lifted my legs and heels high behind me and wiggled my ass in the air like a doggie or kitty cat waiting to be petted. I didn't even try or want to remove the cum from my face. I wore it with pride like a badge of honor. Sissy make up if you will. Jeeze. Even I must admit the only semblance of maleness left in me was contained in that rather useless 2 inch man clittie of mine.

Another gentleman approached me and pressed his index finger into me anal-izing my man pussy. Boing! It appears I have a new "on" button. I instantly melt under his touch and produce a tiny stream of sissy cream that falls to the chair. He laughed and turned me over on my back, and straddled my chest. He guided his cock up my chest between my pert little boobies but bypassed my hungry mouth and sat his ass on my mouth. I instinctively began to lick his musky asshole darting my tongue in and out of his ass fucking him with my tongue as deep as I could. Oh my! Was this part of the hypnotic training too? How did I know to do this? I reached up and began to stroke his beautiful cock as I tossed his lovely salad. And when he rose up I followed him with my tongue and continued to lick and probe his ass with my mouth and tongue.

He turned to face me and I latched on to his cock with both hands and guided his whopper into my cum-starved mouth continuing my oral service. Finally he groaned and started to cum. I kept my promise. I drank the delicious semen straight from his throbbing fountain with no wasted spillage whatsoever. I felt his knees buckle and his groin twitch and thrust at my mouth as I swallowed and swallowed, gulp after gulp, till there simply was no more. But I kept on sucking, trying to coax even more of my slippery liquid reward from his diminishing cock. The cum that covered my face was not his, but his predecessor's. His was on its way inside my tummy. He tried to withdraw from my mouth and I submitted to his will, but as I allowed his wonderful penis to exit my mouth I rubbed it all about my face, mixing the last remnants of his with his friend's juices in a nice con-cock-tion, and slapped my lips and face with it, as sexily and playfully as I could. All the while my eyes remains upwards, affixed to his, thanking him with my eyes for the lovely feeding. "Thank you sooo much Sir! You are so delicious Sir."

"Shit Sherry, he, she's a freakin' cum queen isn't she?" he laughed as I gently continued to lick him clean. Such a sweet thing for the gentleman to say I though as I released him and began to lick up the nectar from my lips and collecting more from my face, licked his cum from my fingers. I looked to Sherry for affirmation and she smiled approvingly. That's right girl! Keep away from that remote. "More cummie. more cummie!" I pleaded to the group as I kicked up my legs and heels kicking them about playfully and excitedly while flapping my wrists and hands about.

"Don't have a cummie tantrum Joddie" Sherry warned as one of her other gentleman guests took my hand and lifted me from the lounge chair to a standing position, then gently applied pressure to the tops of my shoulder. I instinctively dropped to my knees before him. He took my face in both hands and tilted my head back and released it. I froze in the position I had been placed. He ordered me to stick out my tongue and I immediately complied. He raised his rigid cock and placed the tip of the head on the end of my tongue resting it there. I remained still despite wanting so badly to swallow it whole, or at least lick my way down the shaft and kiss his large manly white-cum-filled balls.

"Take a picture Sherry. It will look good in the album," he laughed.

"No need" she answered. "Everything is being recorded." Ah ha; I knew it!

He then dropped to his knees and leaned back somewhat, pointing to his lovely cock. I knew what to do next. I crawled forward and lowered my head over the nice manly sized dick and took it into my moist hungry mouth letting out a deep appreciative groan to show my enthusiasm. I made lots of slurping and licking sounds like I somehow knew to do. I made sure to let the tongue jewelry ride up and down the bottom of his shaft as his cock slipped effortlessly in and out of my mouth. Occasionally I took it deep into my throat, as deep as it would go which was all the way to the base with my lips buried into his manly patch of crotch hair. Sherry was right. I could just tell he liked that very much.

I remained on all fours with my tushie up in the air just in case someone might want to implant something there, except for a brief period when I gently cupped and massaged his balls with one hand as I sensed his imminent eruption. When he came I tried to drink it all down. I so wanted to prove I was a cum-drinking pro. But there was so much of it some escaped my ravenous mouth and made a gooey mess all over his crotch. I did not miss a beat. After making sure he had emptied himself, I immediately began to lick up his spent juices from his groin. Lapping up the delicious fluid like a kitten laps at a bowl of milk. I opened my mouth and showed him his cum on my tongue as it lubricated my tongue stud. I had opted for a black ball on the end to contrast nicely with manly white thick cum. I thought this out in advance. I was accessorizing, sissy style.

As I sat before him playing my sissy show off game, another gentleman came up behind me and placing his hands on top of my buttocks, pressed me down flat on my tummy, my head resting in the lap of the one I had just serviced. I licked and lapped at his balls and shrinking cock, cleaning him further as the gentleman to my rear positioned himself astraddle my tushie. He roughly wiped my face and mouth smearing my cum-laden face and collecting some of the slippery goo from me, pried open the cheeks of my ass and smeared the jizz all about my man pussy. He then guided his throbbing dick to my sissy entrance. He rides his shaft up and down the cheeks of my tushie fucking them as a man would titty-fuck a genetic girl. I feel his long shaft as it rides teasingly back and forth across my femmy hole. I am melting, wild with desire. I am about to be impaled by my first real cock! The thought, and the feeling of his cheek fucking, are more than I can bear. I feel a small stream of my own sissy cummie slip out of my little cockie poo and ooze out through my cockie cage. Now I am a mess there as well. Suddenly he inserts the head inside me and paused for a moment. I ooze forth another tiny sissy stream. I can not breath until he is inside me.