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My Dad, My Pimp
by PRose1222 (prose1222@prodigy.net)
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His parents catch a teenage boy cross-dressing and their
solution to the problem is to make his body conform to
his choice of clothing. Since the family make the money
by prostituting the daughter, now they had another child
they could offer gay johns. (Mm-teen, underage, 1st-gay-
expr, inc, cd, tg, huml, prost)
***
I was fifteen when I got caught wearing my sister's
clothes. My father was furious seeing his son dressed as
a girl and he read me the riot act. He put me across his
knee, lifted the skirt I was wearing, pulled down the
pink lace panties, and spanked me as hard as he could
with his hand. When he was done my ass was a bright
crimson and it hurt to sit even on soft cushions.
Following a brief discussion with my mother, they
decided to keep me dressed as a girl and send me to a
school dance that night with my sister. "If you wanted
to see what it is like to dress as a girl then you
should have to let others see you too and experience
what it really means to be a girl."
Mother insisted on curling my hair and applying a full
array of makeup to my face as well as painting my
fingernails and toenails a bright red.
It was also decided that I needed to make the necessary
alterations to my body to conform with my choice of
clothing. This meant shaving my leg s, underarms, and
chest. They debated having me pierce my ears, but chose
not to since there were some clip-on type earrings for
me to wear. They had me wear a control top pantyhose to
help hide the bulge between my legs. They insisted that
I had to wear the highest heeled shoe they could find in
my sister's closet. I could not believe the reflection I
saw in the mirror when they were done with my
transformation. They had seemingly eliminated the boy
and turned me into a fairly attractive girl.
My appearance was that of a female, but my movements and
mannerisms were distinctly male. The rest of the
afternoon was then spent on lessons in being feminine. I
learned to walk in the four inch high heels using short
feminine steps and letting my ass sway freely. I managed
to master sitting in a short skirt and cross and uncross
my legs without showing anyone my panties.
Other lessons included gestures such as tossing my head
and brushing the hair out of my eyes, as well as wrist
movements, holding my hands in my lap, and speaking
utilizing feminine phrases and participating in "girl
talk" including how to flirt with boys. In spite of all
the lessons, I was convinced that when my sister and I
left for the dance that I was going to get caught. I was
a nervous wreck when I accepted my first dance.
As he led me to the dance floor, I was sure that this is
what was going to give me away. I thought about how I
had pleaded for a reprieve from my punishment, how they
laughed at me and said, "You sealed your own fate by
putting on a dress in the first place. You should be
glad that we don't make you do more as a girl than just
go to a school dance. Would you prefer we sent you on a
date with a specific boy? Perhaps you would rather join
your mother and sister on the street as a prostitute
where you could suck cocks and get fucked all night?"
Their threats were real ones. Mother was the main source
of income working as a prostitute. That was how she had
met my father and he has been her pimp ever since. He
also pimps for my sister on weekends. They could just as
easily put me on the street instead of having me go to
the dance. As humiliated as I felt I knew it was not the
worst they could do t o me as punishment. I wasn't
really sure what made me try on my sister 's clothes in
the first place. I guess it was just a bit of curiosity.
I would watch her and mother and notice how pretty they
were in their skimpy but sexy outfits as they headed out
to work the streets. I was amazed at all the attention
my father gave them and how little of his attention that
I got. Their clothes were different from mine. They were
softer and brighter.
I wondered what they would feel like to wear. I also
wondered if I would as pretty as my sister and mother in
them. I also wondered if I could get some of my father's
attention if I wore them. As I tried them on, new
sensations overwhelmed me. I began to fantasize. I was
lost in my new dream world and lost track of time as I
enjoyed the id ea of being a girl.
I was on the sofa watching a soap opera as I had often
seen mother and Sandy do, when my father walked in on
me. He immediately called for my mother and sister to
come see the little "sissy" as he began punishing me. I
had wanted his attention, and I was getting it -- full
force! As a result, here I was walking onto the dance
floor with another boy, while wearing my sister's party
dress. It was very awkward in many ways.
I found it kind of exciting to have them believe I was
the pretty girl t hey thought I was. It was nice to be
asked to dance and I was even asked to go on a date by a
couple of them. I was flattered and even a little
interested, but knew better than to accept a date with
any of them. I was in enough trouble at home already. I
didn't need to invite any more.
The more time I spent in the female role, the more I
liked being a girl... I think it was because of all the
attention I was receiving. The kids in school basically
ignored me as a boy. I was also turned on by the feeling
of the female clothing against my body. I knew I would
spend more time as a girl, but I would have to try to do
it in secret.
The hours passed quickly and soon the dance came to an
end. My father was there to pick us up. "How did it feel
being a girl, Sissy Boy? Did you have fun dancing with
the real boys? Anybody ask you out on a date? Your
mother and I have had a talk while you were here at the
dance. We have surprise for you when we get home."
I tried to lie to him and not let him know how much fun
I really had. My sister told him how everyone had hung
around me and that I danced almost every dance. She even
told him that I had been asked out by a few of the boys.
I was forced to admit that some of it had been fun, but
said I was glad that it was over. I wasn't, but I
thought that is what he wanted to hear. "It is not over
yet, sissy boy. I think you'll enjoy the surprise we
have for you. We'll see then when it will be over."
I walked in the door and was led into my parents room.
Mother was sitting with her camera in hand. I had to
pose fully clothed and then strip to my underwear for
some "bedroom photos". Then it was time for the ultimate
humiliation.
"Well, sissy boy, you wanted to be a girl, and a girl is
what you shall be. Women are here to please men and
provide a sex outlet for them. Your sister was fifteen
when I changed her from a girl into a woman and now I am
about to do the same for you. The only difference from
being a girl to being a woman is experience. A girl has
not yet fulfilled her place with a man where a woman
has.
"Once a girl has shared a bed and been fucked by a man
then she becomes a woman. Tonight you are going to
become a woman. When you put on that dress and stepped
out of being a boy, you told the world to treat you as a
girl and asked to become a woman to please men and all
that goes with it. Now kneel before me and pay homage to
my manhood."
I knelt as instructed in shock and horror as he undid
his belt and zip per, letting his pants fall to the
floor. His penis was released and staring me face to
face. He was huge! I was terrified. My cock was
virtually nonexistent compared to his. I begged them not
to make me go any further and release me from my
punishment but they just laughed.
"See how magnificent a cock your father has, sissy boy?
have you ever seen another one so gorgeous? I have seen
many, but your father's is the best I have ever seen. It
is something to be admired and worshipped. Just relax,
honey, and go with the flow. This is the tool of a real
man. It is not like that puny thing between your legs.
"I wouldn't even call what you have a penis. It is more
like a girl's clitoris and I do know a few women that
have clitorises larger than you. If you had developed a
penis then I would have made a man out of you on your
fifteenth birthday, but instead you are about to become
a woman and learn how to satisfy a real man. I guess
that under the circumstances this is more fitting for a
sissy boy like you. Go ahead and honor a real cock by
starting with a kiss.
"Take it in your hand. Fondle it. Explore it. Make love
to it. Kiss and tickle his balls. Use your tongue to
lick that big thick lollipop. Open your mouth and let it
slide inside. Tilt your head a little more and relax
your throat. You are learning to be a good cock sucker,
sissy boy. It is easy to see that you are enjoying this.
Wait until later when he fucks you with it and then
we'll talk about real enjoyment."
I swallowed hard and then went to work sucking my
father's cock. Mother was right. His cock was something
to be admired and I wanted to be the girl. I wanted him
to be pleased with the way I sucked his cock. I did the
best I could and my mouth went up and down his thick
juicy piece of meat.
When I started I thought that it was going to taste
terrible, but I was pleasantly surprised. It was salty
and yet it had a sweetness to it. I couldn't wait to get
the load of cum from him. I continued to do as mother
instructed and I noticed dad begin moaning and soon I
felt spurt after spurt of his rich cream filling my
mouth and I struggled to g et every drop of it. I
continued to suck even after he softened. I wanted more.
I actually got excited when he became hard again.
"Now lay on your back and we will complete your
transition from a girl to a woman. I'll be as gentle as
I can, but I am afraid there is always a little pain in
every first time. It soon turns into a pleasure you will
want repeated over and over."
I removed my panties and lay upon the bed. My legs were
raised high into the air and placed over my father's
shoulders. They were spread wi de for him. I was nervous
as he began pushing his cock into my asshole.
I felt it tear open for him. The pain was incredible and
I screamed in both terror and pain. He inched it in a
little at a time, pausing each time I screamed so I
could catch my breath and get used to it. I don't know
how he managed, but after only a few minutes he had
worked it all the way in.
He paused briefly for me to relax and then began to ease
it out. He repeated this process slowly several times
until it no longer hurt... Just as I had been told, it
had become pleasurable. He picked up the pace, fucking
me hard and fast. I cried out for him to go faster and
harder. "It feels so wonderful inside me. Faster, dad,
stuff me with that cock of yours! I need it so badly. I
want to be a woman tonight. Fuck me harder! Cum inside
me and fill me with your manhood."
I continued to beg him to go deeper. He continued to
drive his cock into me until he was ready to shoot his
load. He grabbed my hips and made one final plunge,
shoving it as deep as it would go. He held it there.
I felt every spasm as his cock emptied his warm cream
into my bowels. I was in a state of ecstasy as he
collapsed on top of me. We lay there together until he
softened and slipped out of me. My father then rolled on
to his back to relax. I still wanted more so I lifted
myself up and crawled between his legs to lick any
residue that I could find. To my amazement and his, he
began to get hard a third time.
It was mother who interrupted us from going at it once
again. She brought us back to reality that I was being
punished and humiliated. She made me beg my father to
fuck me again and she had me agree to remain a girl for
the entire weekend in return for his favor. I had
enjoyed being fucked so much and wanted it so badly that
I would have agreed to anything to have him fill me once
again.
"Since you will be a woman for the rest of the weekend,
your father can have his sexual needs met by you
tomorrow night while your sister and I are out turning
tricks. As a final degradation, sissy boy, you will have
to eat all the cum from our pussies when we get home in
the morning.
"We told you that you would want to get fucked again
once you experienced a real man's cock. There is nothing
like a good hard cock inside you is there? It is every
woman's dream to be with a real man. Considering that
puny thing between your legs you will probably be better
off remaining as a woman. Especially since you enjoy
being fucked so much you are willing to beg for it and
trade away your manhood to get it.
"When this weekend is over, I know you are going to have
such a satisfied ass from the fuckings that you'll be
receiving and I know you are going to dress up again.
Just a word of warning, don't let us catch you doing
it."
My father again laid me upon my back, raised and spread
my legs and wasted no time plunging deep into my ass.
His cock slid in easily and we soon fell into a rhythm
as my hips moved to meet his thrusts. I felt no pain and
experienced nothing but pure pleasure. He fucked me
hard, fast and long. My own cock had not been touched at
all that night, but as he continued to pump in and out
it ejaculated all over my legs. I shuddered from the
climax.
My father took no notice and continued to work his cock
in and out of my ass. When he finally exploded inside of
me, I shuddered once again as another load escaped from
my own cock. We collapsed together and remained in an
embrace until he softened and slipped out of my a ss. He
rolled on his back and I deftly moved down to clean his
cock. I had hoped to get him hard once more, but it was
not to be.
"Let your father rest now, honey. There will be plenty
more for you tomorrow and Sunday. Let's get you cleaned
up and ready for bed. We can have a little girl talk at
the same time."
She took me into my sister's room after having me shower
and use a douche in my ass to clean out my father's
semen. She whispered something to my sister which caused
Karen to giggle. Karen went to her nightstand and got
something out of the drawer. "Here you go little sister.
It is called, 'the satisfier'.
It was the present mother gave to me on the night Daddy
took my cherry. Now I am passing it onto you on the
night he has taken yours. it is not the same as having a
real one fill you, but it sure can fill in the gaps when
one is not available. Let me show you how it works."
She had me lay on my back, grip it at its base, and work
it in and out of my ass. it felt good and I got into a
nice rhythm with it. My sister and mother laughed at me
for wanting to be fucked so badly. They looked at each
other and acknowledged there was a new girl in the
family. They knew I would be using the dildo all the
time and dressing as a girl again. My sister decided to
show me another little trick with the dildo before
having me dress in a pink satin baby-doll nightie and
going off to bed.
"I sleep like a baby and wake up horny when I do this,
Sissy. Push it in as deep into your pussy as it will go.
Now turn on the switch at the bottom. I love the
vibrations. It feels wild, doesn't it? Leave it there
all night and enjoy the feeling. Here is a nightie for
you to wear that should make you feel a bit sexy,
Cecilia. In the morning I'll help you choose an outfit
to do chores in and one for later that will please
Daddy."
"Goodnight girls. Sweet dreams, sissy boy. I hope that
dildo keeps you satisfied and I can't wait until we
catch you dressed again. We'll be waiting and watching.
I've got some ideas for your next excursion into
womanhood. Be prepared for total humiliation."
I took my sister's advice and left the dildo in my ass
with the vibrator turned on. I was surprised how relaxed
it made me feel. She was right I slept like a baby all
night long, but in the morning I was horny as hell and
wanted desperately to be fucked. I didn't have the urge
to jack off like most other mornings. This feeling was
different. I wanted my ass filled with a cock. I wanted
to be a woman and be filled, not do the filling.
I really couldn't believe how strong the urge was. I
went into my sister's room to get dressed and we began
to talk. I told he r how I felt and soon we were
discussing why I dressed in her clothes in the first
place. I opened up to her like I've never done with
anyone i n the past. she seemed so sincere and friendly
that I told her everything including wanting Daddy's
attention.
"Well, Sissy, how much would it be worth to you if I
arrange for you to get fucked right now? Would you be
willing to do my chores as well as yours? How about
going on a double date to the senior prom attending as a
girl? That means your date would be a guy."
I wanted it so bad that I agreed to anything she wanted
without even thinking about the consequences. She put an
agreement down in writing that I would do her chores and
go to the prom as a girl and with a date. I signed it
and she went into her nightstand as she had the night
before pulling out another dildo. This one was attached
to a harness which she quickly strapped to her body.
I was in amazement as I stared at the cock between her
legs. She made me lubricate it with my saliva wanting to
see how good a cocksucker I had become. When I had made
it good and moist, s he announced that it was time for
me to get the fucking that was coming t o me. I laid on
my back and spread my legs as I had done for my father.
"You're a bitch in heat, Sissy, so I want to treat you
as one and do you doggy style. I am going to fuck your
ass until you have an orgasm, bitch. That should take
care of your need for a while. I wonder what mot her is
going to do when she sees you in a prom gown next
Friday? Remember her warning? We have an agreement and
I'm not letting you out of it. I like having a sister
instead of a brother.
"Knowing mother, she'll keep you as a girl all next
weekend too. I also think she'll give you permission to
go to the all night beach party with us after the prom.
I know she'll make sure you get a good fucking and I
think she mentioned that next time she would take you to
get a perm. That will give you a girl's hairdo for a
month or two. What do you think she will do, Sissy?"
I felt so humiliated as she continues taunting me as she
fucked me hard and fast. I was extremely surprised as I
ejaculated all over her sheet s without being touched.
She made me lick up my cum before helping me clean up
and dress in a halter top, red satin hot pants, and high
heeled sandals. She pulled my hair into a pony tail and
escorted me down to breakfast. She immediately showed
mother the agreement that I had signed and I saw a
wicked smile come across mother's face.
She then told me that once I put on the dress to go to
the prom I was going to be fair game for her and my
father's wrath. I just hung my he ad and acknowledged
that there was no way out of it and wondered what they
had turned me into, or did we just find out together
that this was my true identity all along? I asked what
they were going to do to me after the prom and if there
was any chance of a reprieve? My father walked into the
room as I asked the question and demanded to know what
was going on.
He was shown the signed agreement and he nearly flew off
the handle as he stated that if I went through with
going to the prom, and since there was a signed
agreement that I would not be let out of, that I would
spend the weekend as a girl and this time I not only
would satisfy my father sexually but my date as well. I
was also informed that I would share in all the "woman's
work" around the house as well as dress as a girl to go
buy my prom gown and that I would have to wear girl's
underclothes all week even under my male outer clothes
and that I must wear only dresses at home.
I protested when they extended my punishment to include
the entire week. They just laughed and said I should
have been a bit more discreet in my agreements, but that
by signing such an agreement I made myself available for
whatever punishment they decided upon and that if I
didn't stop arguing they would dress me as a girl the
entire time and not allow me male outer clothing at any
time including school.
They also said that if I didn't watch myself I would
find myself out on the streets with my mother and sister
turning tricks. What could I do? I shut up immediately.
It then became my duty to wash the breakfast dishes and
begin doing the laundry.
I did all the household duties assigned to me that day.
Basically I was treated as a hired maid and even had to
serve them as they made requests for soda, coffee or
snacks. I didn't dare complain as I knew they were just
looking for a reason to increase my punishment.
My father also used me sexually several times during the
day, and I definitely wouldn't complain about that as he
fully satisfied me and I hoped that I had satisfied him.
That evening my mother and sister headed out to make
some money on the streets and I was left with my father
to be his for the evening.
They did ask me if I would like to turn a few tricks of
my own, but I was afraid of what would happen if anyone
out there found out that I was not a real woman. Street
queens have been known to turn up injured or dead. I did
not want to be amongst them. "Don't worry dear you will
get your turn on the street and we'll make sure you are
safe, well trained and satisfied. You two have a good
night."
As soon as they drove off, father wasted no time and
took me straight to the bedroom.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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