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Seduced nad FeminizedMichael-Michelle SEDUCED & FEMINIZED Strange feeling as he left home that morning. Couldn’t put his finger on it. Like walking toward edge of a precipice or something. Kinda anxiety of something totally unknown looming.Maybe just feeling guilty throwing the wife about during the night, Mike thought. Well, he’d been justified in slapping her face, grabbing her head and jamming his cock in her mouth to get a decent sucking. It was his right, she was his wife. He’d been left damn frustrated being teased by that damn whore in the bar earlier that evening. His mojo must be slipping. Was a time not long ago, just the previous year and that a fact, he’d scored an average of one new cunt every ten days.Damn, but he’d go out tonight and get stuck into making up for lost time. To hell with the butterflies churning his stomach at the thought of the evening.Macho guy he was, Mike refused consider he might be having a presentiment of future events beyond his ken. Intuition crap was for pussies.He didn’t go home after work. Straight to a great lap dancing bar. Packed already. Found standing space beside a drinks counter and through the smoke-filled purple air watched a talented stripper. Many of the lap dancers gave a strip onstage to advertise themselves. They were hot.Suddenly from the other side of the stage Mike’s attention was held by a tall blonde in a brief black leather dress. Her gaze held him like magnetism. Head turning to the side, her arm nudged someone next her. Two of them. Long-legged shapely blondes, the other in short light-colored mini. Worth pushing his way through the crowd for. A new dancer came on, stacked. When two minutes later he looked back to find the girls, damn, they’d gone.Staring this way and that he couldn’t see them that side of the stage and gave up. Turned to pick his beer and started. The tall blonde in leather was staring into his face not four inches from his nose. Almost spilled his beer. Took a big swig – seemed a somewhat strange taste. He hoped no-one had been putting their cigarette out in it while his back was turned.”What’s your name?” the girl asked him. Direct sure enough.”Mike” he said, regaining his poise, raising his chin to display masculine dominance.”I’m Rhonda. This is Toni.”He shook hands. Both were knockouts, aggressive. He’d have his work cut out to keep on top. Lord, but he’d like to score with one of other of these. Both. Why not both? A real man could handle two.”You’re very cute” Toni told him, and it seemed like just moments later that she was already nestling against him, running her hands over his buttocks telling him how nice and round they were. He’d only had one beer, yet felt somewhat dazed already, wasn’t sure why. Wasn’t sure he liked the way she stroked his ass. That was the way a guy stroked a girl. Telling him she liked its shape, the kind of way she did it, he wasn’t sure that was the way a guy was addressed either, yet for some reason felt confused whether he resented it or not.Time went by in a rush. Faces of men pushing by looking enviously at the females, at Mike, seemed to spin in the coloured flashing lights of the stage where more girls danced.”Yes. Do as I say, go into the ladies room and put these on beneath your pants” Rhonda was telling him. She’d pushed something silky and flimsy into his hand. He couldn’t seem to grasp what she was telling him. Panties. Realized they were girls panties and she was instructing him go into the ladies room and put them on.He felt himself going. It seemed kinda like a fun game, yet it wasn’t the kind of thing he did. He was strictly a masculine man. And didn’t let women boss him around, either.He felt powerless to resist her, headed for the restrooms. Down a corridor, pushing open the door.”Aren’t you in the wrong room big boy?” a female asked him, but ignoring her he entered a booth, stripped off his pants, underpants, pulled the smooth new satin ladies panties on. Got a hardon straight away. Felt he wanted to stroke it, yet felt impelled to return to Rhonda. Sensed she’d be mad if he took long.”Have you put them on?” she demanded when he returned to her side.He nodded. Words seemed to form in his mind only fuzzily and not come out.He saw Toni reach for his zipper, pull it down, check he was wearing the female underwear. A couple of guys smirked at him and he tried to give a manly smile back but felt really strange, different. Toni squeezed his cock. Felt great, he was hard again.They walked out the bar with the envious eye of every man focused on them. It was obvious that this man had attracted two dynamite-looking women. Both dressed to kill. Rhonda in tight short black leather dress, black fishnet stockings, 4 heels, a leather collar, an güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri unspeakably dominant look. Outside Mike identified the colour of Toni’s mini skirt, yellow. Blouse, white silk,almost transparent blouse. Heels 4 heels like the other, and a leather collar to match. Just delicious enough to eat! And between the Mike with big bulge under his pants, PANTIES under his pants, and a glazed look to his eyes.He felt certain when he thought about it that they’d slipped something into his drink. Whatever, it had given him quite a high and messed with his mind somehow. He wasn’t acting right, and right now he really didn’t care! “Come in our car” Rhonda told him. Settling in the front seat of the car between his two seductresses, he felt great. A real man, yup, with great females either side. Toni cuddled close, hands again on his thigh, sliding up to caress between his legs so his cock tingled and pushed hard against his pants. “Let me adjust that for you,” she said and opening his fly, slid his cock around so it stood vertical, then closed her hand lightly around it. “Well drop you off at your car once were finished with you. Is that alright, Mikey?”He merely shook his head as his senses took in the stimulating aroma of perfume. Rhonda said nothing during the ride, and Jamie just kept his cock from growing soft, though the feel of the satin panties was enough to keep him hard and high. They turned into the underground parking of a converted warehouse. “Who lives here” Mike asked.”I and my slaves” Rhonda replied curtly as she pulled to a halt. “Get out.””Your what?” he said, confused.”Don’t worry”, Toni told him, and a girl on either arm they walked him to a former freight elevator and went up to the second floor, met as they came by a pretty young lady in a short, pink maids uniform. Brunette, and built! She curtsied. “Welcome, Mistress” she said very politely to Rhonda in a manner almost as if frightened of her, and then turned and disappeared into another room of the enormous apartment.Have a drink Jennifer said breaking her silence finally.Sure Mike told her. “Id appreciate a beer.” No sooner had he said this than the maid reappeared with a tray with one drink on it, pink lemonade. “Drink it!,” commanded Jennifer. Why, he didn’t know, thinking vaguely it best to play along in order to get inside two knockout females’ panties, he gulped it down as though he had no other choice. “Would you care to listen to some music while Jamie and I get dressed?”asked Jennifer in a commanding voice.”Sure.” Great he said wondering what sexy things the women might change in to. From behind Toni slid earphones over his head with practised ease, patted him on the butt again in that strangely masculine way she had, very strange for a woman with figure like hers, and steered him to a sofa in front of an enormous tv. As the music began, the screen began to dance with lights and images very pleasing to look at. Sitting back he relaxed, and his mind went blank.”That’ll keep him for the next hour” said Rhonda. “Now, let’s prepare everything for our new slave.” A clap of her hands and the maid returned. “Terri, get the training bedroom ready, our guest will be visiting us for the next few hours.” “Yes, Mistress.” Curtsying, Terri turned to take on her task remembering when she was the victim being introduced to the training bedroom. It had been the pleasure room right from the very beginning for her. She didn’t mind having been transformed from a man to a shemale. She had always fantasized about becoming more feminine, so it was good fortune that Mistress Rhonda had found and taken her. She almost envied what this new man was about to go through. Toni knew better. She knew the painful humiliation that could be experienced in the training bedroom. She had enjoyed being a man until Jennifer first seduced her, missed some of her old life, the babes she used to screw almost every night, her drinking buddies, at least the ones that Mistress hadn’t already made her seduce and fuck. She thought back at how painful it first was to willingly surrender to such extreme feminization even while your mind abhors what is happening to you. She remembered as her body rapidly changed within a week, skin becoming smooth and soft, muscles simply going away. Her shape lost that square, masculine look and took on the curves of femininity. As her hips and ass shaped her bottom half, her new formed breasts redefined her upper upper torso. And shortly thereafter her sexual appetite began to grow. As Tony she,d always been horny and willing to strip the pants off any girl, as Toni she became a willing whore ready to fuck any man any way. Walking back to the training bedroom perabet güvenilir mi to see how Terri was coming along Toni found her bent over the dresser, pantied ass in minuscule skirt fully exposed, too hard to resist. Toni loved asses and placed her hand on a cheek and softly caressed.Turning around with a smile on her face Terri passively allowed Toni’s hand follow her turning body until it caressed her pantied crotch then placed her lips to her dominant slave sisters, opened her mouth and gave a long, sensual kiss while Toni worked the other shemale’s hardening cock. Mistress Rhonda’s special hormone cocktails made sure nothing was lost in their performance as male.Terri’s cock was rock hard now and she had a red flush to her face as Toni put pressure on her shoulders to make her kneel. Without a word being said, she reached up beneath Toni’s skirt and pulled down her pink panties. A hard cock popped into view. Head under the mini dress of her sister Terri slowly enveloped the hard shaft into her soft hot talented mouth while her hands caressed the smooth ass of her partner. She knew just what to do to please a male; could use her mouth like a weapon to bring her subject to her knees. Just where Toni was headed when their Mistress entered.Rhonda looked on with some annoyance because this was not what she had sent them back to accomplish. “ENOUGH of that!,” she said, startling both shemale slaves. “Pull your panties up and finish getting ready for Michelle!”Feeling left on the edge of a cliff, Toni quickly pulled herself back together while Terri straightened her skirt.”Concentrate, girls. We have work to do.” Rhonda told them as she left the room.She watched as the man absorbed the subtle messages that were now filling his brain. Unknown to him, sexual images of men in various stages of feminization were being flashed in front of his eyes. Messages of female dominance were being programmed into his brain. While he thought he was listening to music for a few minutes, he had been under the process of brainwashing for about an hour. It was telling him that he was slut to be used by women and men alike. Only when he was dressed as a sexy girl would he feel whole. He was a slave, a whore, a slut, a feminine sissy who was now the property of a superior female. The programming went on and on. It was a process that would continue every day for the next couple of weeks until he was properly conditioned. Rhonda meanwhile had changed into a sexy, red satin teddy and sheer coverup. Toni appeared in a babydoll nightie too short to cover her new blue ruffled panties. She had made sure her cock was concealed like a proper lady, part of her training. She didn’t want to expose her cock to any male before she had them so sexed up that they wouldn’t care what she had as long as she fucked them silly. She always did. Rhonda turned the music down and pulled the earphones off her victim who, still unknowing, looked up with a pleased look on his face as he saw two ravishing females in front of him. Care to get a little more comfortable, Mikey? Rhonda asked with a seductive voice. Lead the way, said Mike, not knowing that the way was well paved for him.Back in the bedroom Toni began to immediately disrobe the horny young man. Her hands played with his body as she took off each piece of clothing. She spent time working on his nipples which were hard and anxious. She softly caressed them and nibbled them with her soft lips. My! but aren’t we a hairy one, said Rhonda as she cuddled up close to him. “I don’t like that much hair,” she said. “I like my men smooth.”Toni had him down to his panties, which he finally realized he still had on! It embarrassed him to be wearing panties in front of two beautiful females. “Listen, can I take these things off?”, he said, wanting to get on with screwing.”I think not” said Rhonda. “Were going to play some games, dont you remember?””Anything you wish, Mistress” he found himself saying. Although he wasn’t quite sure where that Mistress thing came from.”Fine, first you need a shave, young lady” Rhonda said in a cold voice. At the same time Toni led Mike over to a chair near a shower. She got out some hair clippers, the kind they use at a barber shop, and began to cut the hair from his legs and body. It left a little stubble of hair behind which Rhonda could feel as she rubbed his clipped body.”Not good enough” she said as she began to rub a pink lotion over his body. The lotion was cold to the touch, but then it began to tingle and slightly burn as it stayed on his body. It had a pungent odor that filled the bedroom.”Why are you doing this to me?” Mike asked in a weak voice. “Because you’re mine” Rhonda said looking directly tipobet into his eyes “You love doing what I tell you to do, Don’t you Mike?” He nodded confirmation involuntarily. “You want to be smooth like us don’t you Mikey” she asked. Again, unable to say anything Mike simply nodded his head. “Good! now lets shower so we have some fun between the sheets.” In the shower to find the lotion washed away leaving his body satiny smooth, and completely hairless. So strange his skin felt that way, but his cock did not seem to object as it began to grow just from the sensation of running his hands across his own skin. Toni helped towel him off and led him to the bed. On the satin sheets the threesome began to fondle and touch one another. Rhonda had him hard and trembling in no time. “Do you like being smooth?” she asked. “Yes, Mistress.” Again the Mistress crap! How she was manipulating him? He forgot about that critically important question as she slid down his body, rubbing her moist pussy across his hairless, smooth chest, and slowly impaled herself on his hard cock. Slowly she rocked back and forth, milking his cock with her talented pussy. She knew exactly what she was doing. “Do you like cheating on your wife?” Toni asked softly in his ear as Mike was being fucked by her Mistress. “Yes, I love cheating, please fuck me, fuck me hard” he panted. “Do you love me?” Rhonda demanded, pausing in her stroke. “Yes! I love you, Please make me cum!” “You love being our little girl — Don’t you, Michelle,” whispered Toni, her breath hot and arousing beside his ear. “I love being your little girl, FUCK me!” he pleaded. Rhonda’s talents were driving him to an edge he had never known. Why they referred to him as a girl he didn’t know, it didn’t matter. Even as Rhonda slowed her pace, he felt good being in her pussy that way with her on top, in charge. As Rhonda leaned down to kiss him, Toni injected mike with a needle filled with the serum which would begin the change. “Youll make such a pretty girl” Rhonda whispered. Mike felt the sting of the needle and winced as Rhonda pulled herself from him. She continued to stroke his naked smooth body. “Do you like being smooth?” “Yes, Mistress”, Mike said, mind going numb again. “Good. I think a smooth man needs some feminine dainties to wear, don’t you Toni?” Toni walked over to the bed with some clothes in her hands. “Yes, I agree.” “Make your cock go down” said Rhonda coldly. Immediately Mikes cock got soft and small. “If you’re going to wear panties from now on, you cant go walking around with a hardon, can you?” “No, Mistress.” Mike responded dully, wondering why he was going to wear panties from now on and beginning to wonder what his wife would say when she saw his body utterly hairless and smooth. “Slip these on.” Rhonda threw a pair of satin, ruffled panties to him. He slipped them up his smooth legs, they felt so good against his sensitive skin. “You wont need a bra today, but a silk camisole ought to feel good against those tender tits.” She handed him a matching pink cami. “How does that feel, Michelle?” Toni asked, stroking his smooth skin. “It feels good” Mike droned, still not sure why he was allowing them call him Michelle and dress him in this way. “Ask me to give you nylons”, Rhonda demanded. Mike looked at her and found himself asking, “May I have nylons, Mistress? Please.” Rhonda laughed as she handed him a pink garter and nylons. Toni helped him with the garter and they watched as he struggled to get the nylons up his smooth legs, Toni finally coming to his rescue helping him attach his nylons to the tabs: “You’ll soon get used to being a lady.” “I dont think well do anymore today” said Rhonda. “But I want you to go home just like this. Make sure your little wife sees you in your new clothes. Tomorrow you will come back here with all your male underwear and socks in a sack. Well burn them before we go on our little shopping trip. Oh!, and by the way, wear this to bed tonight”, she said as she threw him a pink babydoll nightie with matching panty. “Yes, Mistress” Mike again found himself saying. “But what will I tell my wife?” “Tell her youre queer” laughed Rhonda. “Please, Mistress” he pleaded, “don’t do this to me, my wife will never understand.” “Do as I say.” The programming and pliability d**gs worked well and he simply nodded, incapable of resisting her commands. Putting on his slacks and white shirt his pink cami clearly visible under his shirt, nylons also visible at the ankles, for Rhonda had tossed out his socks, they drove him back to his car and watched as the feminized male drove home to his wife. “Do you think shell kick him out?”, asked Toni. “Not tonight. Especially after he mixes her a special little drink. I’ve also given him a tape to play for her after she had her ‘lemonade’. Without knowing it, she’ll soon be ours as well. The poor bastard. This morning he woke up a man who dominated a woman. By tonight hell be a sissy. Owned by a woman, controlled by us.” Copyright © Active Ink 1998

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