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Melissa's Sissy Boifriend
by Masterrr15 (masterrr15@hotmail.com)
***
A college freshman hooks up with the meanest girl in
high school. He quickly is dominated by her and turned
into her personal sissy-slave porn-star. (Fdom/M-teens,
1st-gay-expr, trans, bd, drugs)
***
The week before my state college's winter break I was
eating in our lunch hall reading one of my magazines
when a loud and commanding female voice asked, "Is
anyone sitting here?" I quickly looked up and my heart
rate skyrocketed upwards when I realized that it was
Melissa the meanest girl from my high school. To say
that this girl is mean is in my mind at least, an
understatement.
I can still remember the first week she came to our
small Northern Virginia high school from NY, she beat
up any guy or girl who got in her way. During one very
bad fight several of the resident mean girls jumped her
after school, Melissa not only beat the crap out of the
other ice princesses, but also the first couple of
teachers who tried to break up the fight.
No one messed with her after that! Not long after she
had exerted her dominance at our high school, we
quickly learned that she could hit you with her words,
just as hard as she could with her fists. I have been
interested in femdom since high school so she was in
many of my high school fantasies.
"Hello?! I am talking to your dumbass!" She barked and
handed me a napkin and told me to wipe her a clean area
on the table. "I would like for you to help me with my
stupid calculus class, you somehow understand that
crap," Melissa said as she sat down.
"M-my last class is at 4pm today and I can be at your
place soon after," I stammered.
"Come over around 6pm, and what the hell are you
eating?! You are not in good enough shape for pizza,
god men are such morons!" She picked up my entire tray
and threw my food in the trash. "Go get a salad, and do
not use any other dressing other than oil and vinegar."
Right at six o clock I was at her door. We studied late
into the night. The next day she came over to my dorm
room, and started to look around. "Uh yah, this needs
to go," she said as she started to rip my Sports
Illustrated swimsuit model posters off the wall. "Don't
worry I will bring over some tasteful posters."
She then started to go through my drawers and my heart
rate leapt into my throat as she pulled out my pairs of
flowery panties. She glared at me, "What are you gay or
something?" I explained that I wasn't gay and just
liked to wear panties sometimes to get a thrill from
knowing that other students didn't know what naughty
undergarments I was wearing under my trousers.
"Interesting, very interesting," was all she said as
she went back to digging through my drawers finding
more panties, bras, and pantyhose.
"Um," I said not wanting to interrupt, "I-I have to go
to my history class."
"Great, I can't make that class today, this room needs
some serious work. Take very good notes for me or I
will beat the crap out of you," she barked.
I instantly started to get a stiffy from her verbal
abuse. Melissa looked at my crotch and laughed, "Yup, I
figured you liked that stuff, otherwise you would have
run the other way the second you saw me, correct? You
better get to class now!!" She said with even more
authority than before.
All through history class I struggled to pay attention.
I couldn't help thinking about what could be my
greatest dream come true. I just hoped that I could
handle actually being a subservient in a dominant
relationship. Would I chicken out, would it be too
much? The bell rang and it was time for me to go back
to my room. When I entered my dorm room, my jaw fell
open.
Melissa was not there, but all of my bikini posters had
been replaced by pictures of hot guys in tight thong
speedos. A small package with a note attached sat on my
bed. As my eyes moved to the package, I notice that she
had replaced my plain white comforter, to a white
comforter with small flowers all over it, pretty much
in the same pattern as my Victoria's Secret panties
Melissa found earlier in the day.
I read her note, she wanted me to take a shower, wash
my hair and body with a strong flowery scent, then dry
off, moisturize my body from head to foot with the
enclosed nice smelling moisturizer, put on my new pair
of matching panties and a bra (both pink with little
hearts on them), a dress with a floral print from
Victoria's Secret, and to finish up my new outfit with
makeup and a blond wig with pigtails, each pigtail tied
with a bright pink ribbon.
Melissa also had found one of my many pictures of me in
drag, she circled the picture and stated that she had
no idea how I created the cleavage in the picture, but
wanted me to duplicate whatever I did for tonight's
meeting. The last thing the note said, was to spray
myself with the enclosed bottle of Beautiful perfume
and then to head over to Melissa's dorm room ASAP.
After preparing for our date, I peered out my door. I
have a small frame, but my current outfit was going to
get a lot of attention. My floral dress wasn't very
long and let a lot of my fake cleavage show. I figured
I would just have to suck it up and go. I counted to
ten and pushed myself to go outside. I quickly headed
out toward Melissa's dorm almost on the opposite side
of our campus. Luckily the path is quite dark until I
got near my destination.
So far so good, I thought to myself, I pushed myself to
walk as fast as I could without falling over. Just
before I reached Melissa's room two large basketball
players passed by me. "Good evening Miss, I hope you
don't mind if I say your outfit is wonderful. Its nice
to see that there are a few women still out there that
don't dress like a bunch of femi-nazi dykes in loose
black jeans and shit."
It was Jeb, our most popular player, of course he was a
hit with all of the ladies. "Thank you," I said
quickly, "but I am late to meet my boyfriend."
"Shit," he replied, "I should have known a chic like
you would be already spoken for, ha, ha, well you know
where to find me if something falls through."
I thanked him and hurried on.
Finally I reached Melissa's door. When the door opened,
Melissa was standing there in the doorway. "Get inside
now bitch, fucking whore. I saw you flirting with those
two guys."
She pulled me inside and pushed my face into her bed,
so my butt was sticking up in the air. She started
whipping my butt with a belt. After about twenty or so
hard hits to my now tender rear end she stopped. Tears
were now streaming down my face as Melissa sat down
beside me on her bed. "God dammit, now your mascara is
running down your face," she growled. Melissa rested a
bit and I basically just whimpered and rubbed my sore
butt.
"So you really want a bitchy dominant girlfriend,
right?!" Melissa asked, already knowing the likely
answer. I looked into her beautiful crystal blue eyes
and had to admit that femdom was about the only thing
that excited me.
"Well," she said, "I used to think that I was a
lesbian, but now I know that I want a sissy boy." She
leaned over and whispered and gently blew in my ear,
"You want to be my little sissy girl don't you, admit
it bitch."
"Oh god yes, please let me worship you mistress," I
pleaded.
Melissa smiled and said, "Do you like your pretty pink
panties, slut." As she said this she started to pull my
panties down. "You wanted to suck those hot guys on the
walkway didn't you, you little faggot sissy slut."
I stammered that she was wrong, I wasn't gay.
"No!" she yelled as she started pulling my panties back
up. "Let me make this clear to you sissy, admit you are
a cock sucking slut and panties slip off and I will let
you put your little clit inside me, or be an idiot and
deny it, then your panties go up and you can walk home
with blue balls. Got it bitch!? Admit you are a sissy
faggot and panties go down, or be a damn pain in the
ass liar and it is blue ball city, simple enough for
you dumbass?!" Melissa shouted.
My horniness took over and so I said that I wanted to
suck the jocks hard dicks. "Umm, yes I thought so she
laughed. Will you drink their cum for me, please lil'
sissy girl, right kitten?!" Again my reason was
overcome by my growing need to get off. "YES!!" I
proclaimed loudly in a pleading voice yeaning for
Mistress Melissa's attention.
She pulled my panties off and quickly removed both of
our clothes. Melissa smiled as she got on top of me and
guided my cock into her love channel. At first my penis
missed its mark and slid past her opening and instead
when up along her leg. "Oh, you know you want this,
right kitten?" Melissa teased.
I gave her a confused look, then quickly said, "Uuhhh,
yes!"
"Uh, you don't know if you want pussy? You sound unsure
there little girl. Oh my god, are you a virgin? I mean
it is OK if you are I just want the truth." Melissa
continued her tormenting.
I again looked into her eyes and admitted that I was
still a virgin after all these years. "Wow, cool!" she
laughed. Then in a mocking voice she stared to sing the
Red Hot Chili Peppers song, "Breaking the girl," just
to humiliate me further.
My new mistress reached back and grabbed my little
sissy dick, then grinned like a Chester cat as she
guided my cock inside of her. It was amazing to feel my
cock push through her opening and slide into her hot
wet cunt. Melissa slid up and down on my cock a few
times then slowly leaned forward so we were face to
face with her fucking me.
"So what kind of nasty fantasies does my little sissy
kitten stroke herself to when you have your little
girly hand wrapped around your tiny dick, humm bitch,
and you better not fucking lie to me, tell me bitch!
Don't hold back and don't you dare lie. As a matter of
fact, I fucking command you to tell me your secrets, I
know you don't want to reveal some things, but it will
come out eventually and I will be very fucking pissed
if you lie to me, got it you fucking little shit!"
She grabbed my hair under my wig and said, "Come on,
speak, tell me what I want to know, you know you have
to confess to mistress Melissa, right whore?!"
In a moment of amazing horniness with her warm wet cunt
gripping my cock and her warm juices dripping onto my
balls I lost all resistence and told Melissa that I
masturbated primarily to cuckolding, humiliation, and
also got off on latex fetish pictures and stories.
Melissa smiled, "God, we were made for each other."
Tears sprang to my eyes I was so happy she liked what I
wanted and wanted my fantasies to come true. At the
same time I was a bit worried that I wouldn't be able
to handle one of my stroke stories from jumping from a
harmless story online to reality, but it was a little
late to put the cat back in the back in the bag if it
was too much.
Melissa started moaning and started chanting, "My own
little cuckold sissy slut, oh god yes, yes!"
I could feel her vaginal muscles tightening around my
cock as I felt my own orgasm building. My cock swelled
inside of Melissa as I climaxed inside of my mistress.
Jets of sperm shooting inside of her sent her over the
edge and she started screaming as she climaxed at
almost the same time.
***
During the winter break from classes, Melissa and I
spent the days talking and having sex many times each
day. I was amazed at how sexual she was. She constantly
told me about her previous boyfriends and compared my
dick to theirs. I couldn't get enough of her
humiliating me on my inadequate pecker. On the Friday
of our first week off, we were in the lunch hall again,
this time Melissa's long term friend Jenni joined us.
I sat down with my new usual meal of a salad, ice tea
with no sweetener, and some vitamins Melissa wanted me
to take. "So," Jenni started, "Melissa tells me that
you are her sex slave and you like to be dominated by a
beautiful bossy women."
I couldn't believe that Melissa had told her about our
situation. My reddening face told her that what Melissa
had told her was indeed true. As Melissa sat down at
the table, she commanded, "Well answer my friend slut!"
I admitted that I loved Melissa's humiliation and I was
totally in love with my mistress.
Jenni laughed and added that Melissa told her about my
small cock and how I liked to wear panties. My face was
bright red and mistress commanded me to show Jenni my
panties. Jenni broke out laughing when she saw my pink
panties. "Well, Ok, Jenni said, "Whatever makes you
happy."
She continued to debase me by adding, "Melissa is
right, all I can see is a tiny bump in your panties,
without that tiny bump no one would mistake you for a
man."
Melissa turned to Jenni and they talked about how they
loved to dress up in provocative outfits and drive guys
nuts. We should do that tonight, Jenni and added, "I
would love to tease boys plus if I find a real man,"
Melissa turned to look me right in the face and added,
"I could fuck his brains out."
Still looking at me my mistress added, "You want me to
have real dick, right? Plus if you're good I could let
you watch, you know you might learn something."
I was totally humiliated, but I wanted to see my
princess happy even if it hurt me. I was jealous but
excited by the idea of Melissa making love to another
man. The idea made me very excited, but for some reason
my cock remained soft. After our dinner we want to
Melissa's dorm room and prepared for our night out on
the town.
Melissa had me wear the same outfit I had originally
met her in on our first "date" except now she added a
white garter belt and white fishnet stocking. "Ouch" I
said as my bra rubbed past my nipple, "Man my chest is
sensitive all of a sudden."
Jenni spoke up, "That's probably a side effect of the
female hormones."
Melissa shot a pissed off look at Jenni, and said, "I
was going to tell him about that later."
"Oh crap, I am so sorry Melissa!" Jenni pleaded.
"Well, we better let this little bitch on to what is
really gong on. I have been giving you female hormones
telling you that they are vitamins and the moisturizer
you have been rubbing into your body from head to foot
is from a transformation website and is packed with the
maximum amount of estrogen possible.
"I figured that you wouldn't mind being a bit more
feminine plus, it might make what I have to tell you a
bit less jealous if you don't have all that nasty
testosterone going through your veins. This week my old
boyfriend called me. He is an older gentleman but, he
has a nice big fat cock and is very experienced. I love
fucking him and we are going to meet him tonight."
It was almost too much to process at one time. I was
angry, jealous, nervous about the effects of the female
hormones, and horny all mixed together, basically a
cocktail of emotions.
I kept thing about Melissa with her old boyfriend the
entire way to the clubs around D.C. At a bar in
Georgetown we met up with the infamous Bill. He was an
older guy, and I could tell why Melissa liked him, he
was clean cut, sophisticated, and very confident. You
know, basically everything I wasn't. I noticed that the
bar we were in, was a mixed bar with straight and gay
sections.
Jenni grabbed my hand as Bill and Melissa went to a
booth and stared making out. "Come on!! Let's leave
them alone, plus I want to check out all the hot gay
guys, maybe I can convert one of them," she laughed. We
sat down at the bar and Jenni told me to turn sideways
and push my chest out. As I did, she mentioned how my
breasts were already starting to grow. Your breasts
should be about one cup smaller than your sister's."
I gave her a panicked look and told her that my sister
was a double D.
"Well you should have some big hooters soon," she
stated while laughing. A guy sitting next to us broke
in, "I am sorry but I couldn't help but over hear some
of your conversation. Are you a she-male? Before I
could say anything Jenni answered for me.
"Chrissy is already on female hormones, but isn't sure
how far she will take things right now."
He exclaimed, "That is so cool! We get a lot of drag
queens in Dupont Circle, but not too many people are
willing to take the extra step and start getting
permanent things like breasts. Let me buy you girls a
drink," he said in a nonchalant tone.
He got Jenni and I a Manhattan, then turned to his
friends and told them about me. After two drinks he
asked me to go out on the dance floor. Jenni wouldn't
let me answer no. "Melissa wants you to have some fun
too, girl," she grinned wildly as she said this.
I went out on the dance floor with a third drink as
Melissa joined Jenni at the gay section of the bar. As
I danced with my "date" I watched Bill openly fingering
Melissa at the bar. I was getting turned on by my
"date" constantly telling me how pretty I was and
grinding his hard cock into my softening feminine butt.
Melissa brought Bill out onto the dance floor and she
gave me another drink as she passed by. She then
started to passionately french-kiss Bill and I could
see his hands rooming over her body. I was somewhat
jealous, but amazed how aggressive and brazen Bill was
in public.
Bill looked at me and told Melissa he could see why she
still needed him, "You are pretty much a sissy boy
aren't you, god you almost look like a woman, ha, ha."
He added insult to injury and continued his humiliation
of me, "Do you want to see a real man fuck your
girlfriend? My face was burning with humiliation.
Melissa spoke up, "Go on sissy slave show Bill your
small dick," as she said this, she laughed and pressed
Bills pants tight around his impressive cock. "Slave
tell him that you have a small girly cock and would
like for your mistress to enjoy a real man for a
change," she commanded.
My face turned several shades of red as I followed my
mistress's orders and stated, "I have a small cock and
would like for Melissa to enjoy a real man's cock."
Melissa smiled as Bill pushed her down to his crotch.
She took Bill's cock out and said that I should follow
along with my boyfriend. The guy I was dancing with got
a huge smile on his face and pushed me down onto my
knees.
I am not sure if it was the drinks of the humiliation
but I didn't want to displease my mistress. I pulled
out his cock, and followed Melissa's lead. I watched as
Melissa sucked up and down on Bill' hard member, every
once in a while she would stop to concentrate on the
head of his cock and run her tongue around the head of
his fuck-stick.
My new friend pushed his hard cock down my throat and I
felt someone pushing my panties down. I wanted to see
who was behind me, but all I could see was the man's
cock I was sucking. God what a slut, Melissa said as
she decided to take things a bit further with Bill. She
stopped sucking his cock and told him to fuck her and
to not pull out until he had shot a nice load of cum in
her cunt. I felt a cock slipping into my ass as I
continued to suck the cock in front of me. Melissa
pretty much kept pace with me until Bill started to
moan.
Melissa turned and laughed at me, "You're so pretty my
little cuckold slut." I hope you enjoy watching your
girlfriend getting knocked up by a real man. I looked
quizzically at her as she said this. "This is your last
test, plus you have been the one taking all my birth
control pills to femininize you. I could only look on
with amazement as I watched Bill cum in my mistress'
pussy, shooting his fertile seed deep into my
unprotected mistress's uterus.
As Bill climaxed my boyfriend shot his load into my
mouth, and my apparent second "friend" came in my sissy
pussy. I came with my worthless cuckold sperm shooting
onto the dance floor. Billed looked over at me and said
that my sissy sperm belonged on the floor and not
inside of a women. Bill, Jenni, and Melissa all laughed
as Jenni added, "No, babies for the sissy faggot, like
any women would want sissy faggot genes."
After that night Bill let Melissa and myself move into
his large vacation house, located on a private beach in
Hawaii. Melissa continued my feminization and my new
boyfriend introduced me to my new job as a she-male
porn star, of course taking all the profits and sharing
them with Bill and Melissa. He had videotaped the
entire dance floor sex scene with me taking on two men
at once, and then he made the video available on all of
his numerous gay porn websites.
Once word got around that I was a feminized she-male
starring in my own porn video, my old life was pretty
much over with. Knowing that there wasn't too much hope
of me finding gainful employment outside of the porn
industry, I resigned myself to my fate and spent my
days starring in she-male porn videos and my nights
serving mistress Melissa and her many lovers. Life is
good ;)
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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