Oh, dear… where should I begin? The moment Cheryl brought me home from our epic hot date in San Francisco, I knew that dramatic changes were taking place. But I guess I should first tell you what happened between me and Kristy this morning, after my coming out sex party last night.
After the Alpha t-girls had fallen asleep, Kristy and I were still buzzing on ecstasy, so we sauntered into the living room for some quiet kissing and caressing. We pleasured ourselves into the wee hours, enjoying intimate fellatio until falling asleep in an entangled embrace.
I thought I was having an erotic dream when I woke up, but it was Kristy, loving on my cock. What a dreamy way to start the day, I thought, and asked if I might return the favor. She said she didn't really need it; she was just doing it because she woke up feeling love for me.
I had mutual feelings for her, and I know you'll probably think this is stupid, but after talking about it for like, maybe two minutes, we fell in love. Crazy, I know, after just one night, but sissies are vulnerable to falling in love with just about anyone they get in bed with. Sissy love isn't like your normal, heterosexual kind of love, so it's not like we wanna run off and spend our lives together.
So when the t-girls woke up, Kristy took a shower with Cheryl, and I showered with Rachel. We knew they'd be wanting to fuck, which was totally cool with us, because, well… sissies are always horny, and always eager to breed.
After we satisfied the Alphas' libidos, Kristy let me try on some of her clothes, and gifted me with this cute, sunny-bright summer dress she had, that happened to fit me perfectly. She said she wanted me to think about her whenever I wore it, so needless to say… I wore it home.
On top of that, we had the best time doing makeup together. Kristy's mastered the art of makeup, and she gave my face the prettiest look to go along with the cute dress she gave me. In my freshly-fucked state of mind, I felt so beautiful, and so proud to be sissy-gay.
So why am I telling you this? Well, I saw a 'For Sale' sign staked in our yard when Cheryl pulled into our driveway. Several of the neighbors were outside working on their front lawns, and Sherry was visiting with a neighbor lady across the street.
Just a normal Sunday afternoon in Anytown, USA. Normal, except for the 'For Sale' sign in my front yard, and normal, except for me, Mark Harrell, arriving home dressed as Mandy Parker, my up-until-now secret identity.
There I was… all dolled-up in full makeup, and wearing Kristy's bright summer dress, in broad daylight! I almost pooped my panties when I realized my predicament, and figured I was fucked. Cheryl then told me everyone's gonna know sooner or later, and that I shouldn't be ashamed of what I am.
Fuck, I thought, easy for her to say. I'm the one who lives here, and had to make it into the house without being noticed by the neighbors. Luckily, Brenda saw us drive up and opened the garage door, but I still had to dash twenty yards in high-heeled boots to safety.
I thought I'd freak out, but I didn't. I was vulnerable, but I didn't care. I don't why, but something just clicked in my brain when I stepped out of the car. I proudly strutted my stuff like I knew who I was, and confidently pranced right into Brenda's arms as the garage door closed behind me.
~~~~~
"Welcome home, sissy-poo!" Brenda greets me with a long, loving kiss. "Was it fun being away from home?"
"Oh, wow… San Francisco was mind-blowing, to say the least. I'll probably never be the same."
"It's an entirely different world, isn't it? I knew you'd love the change of scenery. And do I detect a slight change in your voice?"
"Yeah…" I giggle, "Does it sound good…? Cheryl taught me how to talk this way. I learned so many important things last night about the sissy lifestyle."
"Tell me the most important thing you learned."
"That I'm gay. I learned the difference between regular gay, and sissy-gay."
"Mandy declared herself as queer last night," Cheryl reveals, "so we gave her three girl-cocks to celebrate the occasion, one of which belongs to her new sissy girlfriend."
"Congratulations, sweetheart!" Brenda praises me. "We've both known you were queer for a while now, haven't we…?"
"Yeah… I guess it's official now."
"I'm so very proud of you for coming out, and Sherry will be, too. Sooo… who's your new girlfriend?"
"Her name is Kristy… and oh my God… she is totally hot! She's like, everything I want to be. We're already in love."
"How neat…! Now you're in love with two sissies, and I bet there'll be more. It won't be long before you have your own circle of sissy friends."
"I hope so. I love having sissy girlfriends like Kristy and Marci."
"Kristy's been on estrogen long enough to grow her sissy titties," Cheryl tells Brenda, "so we talked about that on the way home. Mandy wants to accelerate her transition, if it's okay with you."
"Yeah," I get excited, "can I please do it? I wanna be like Kristy, as fast as I can!"
"It's fine by me," Brenda consents, "if that's what my baby really wants."
"I do! I do! I wanna be like Kristy so bad!"
"Okay, Mandy…" Brenda brings up a sore subject, "I'll approve of you going on full hormones, but only if you'll give up your resistance to going in for laser treatments to permanently remove your ugly boy hair."
"Geez, Mistress, it's so scary to have every little hair pulled out."
"It's not that bad," Cheryl says, "I've had it done."
"Mandy's such a pussy when it comes to pain," Brenda chides.
"Kristy's done it," Cheryl tells me, "and pretty much every sissy who's serious about the lifestyle gets it done. Why would you want to spread that disgusting Nair shit all over your sensitive skin, when you can just get rid of your hair for good?"
"Well, I really do hate using Nair, and if Kristy's done it, then okay, I guess I can do it."
"Trust me, girl, if you commit to the lifestyle like Kristy has, you'll be so damn hot in a few months… you'll forget you were ever a boy. And don't worry… I'll guide you through every step of your sissy puberty."
"Thanks, Cheryl," Brenda whispers as she gives Cheryl a kiss, "for the support you've given Mandy. Can I do you a little favor in the bedroom?"
"I'd love to, Bren, but I really need to get back to Alameda, so I can rest up for work tomorrow. And honestly, after last night's romp with the sissies, I'm not sure I can even get it up. Can I take a rain check?"
"You got it. I owe you a blowie."
"Bye, Mandy," Cheryl embraces me for a final kiss, "you were fantastic last night. I'll be looking forward to our next date."
"And see Rachel and Kristy again?"
"Oh yes, baby, that's a given. You're in love with Kristy, and in case you didn't notice the obvious, I'm also in love with Rachel. We'll definitely be partying with those two hotties whenever we date."
"You and Rachel…?" I blush. "Oh my gosh... that's so hot!"
~~~~~
I'm so excited as I head to my bedroom to unpack, I just have to stop in the bathroom to check myself out. I love how pretty I'm already starting to look, and the very thought of taking more estrogen to grow my tits has me pulling my dress out to pretend I have them right now.
"You're gonna be so sexy with boobs." Sherry suddenly appears in the doorway as I'm prancing in front of the mirror.
"Sherry!" I shrink with embarrassment.
"It's okay, sexy. There's nothing wrong with pretending you already have tits."
"Sorry, you kinda startled me."
"Nothing to be sorry about. I came home when I saw you and Cheryl drive up, cuz I missed you last night. Did you have a good time with Cheryl?"
"I had the best time ever!"
"Got lots of cock, I bet."
"Oh, yeah… mostly girl-cock. I met Cheryl's t-girl friend Rachel, and her sissy wife Kristy. They were so hot, and I fell in love with Kristy."
"So I take it you had a girl-cock foursome?"
"Oh, fuck, did we ever! It was amazing!"
"Will you tell me about it?"
"I dunno… it's kinda private. I mean, some of the stuff sissies do in bed might gross you out."
"Oh, c'mon... I'm your wife, for fuck's sake. Not much grosses me out anymore, so it's not as if I'm going to be shocked. Tell me about it, Mandy, I bet it's good."
"Well… would it bother you if I told you I came out as gay last night?"
"Bother me?" she laughs. "Are you kidding? Sweetheart, anyone who's infatuated with cocks like you are, is probably gay. So what…? You're gay, and I'm lesbian. That makes us both bisexual queers.
"I'll tell you something… I'm becoming more of a lesbian every time I sleep with another woman. So I think it's very fucking hot that you love dick, because the more you fuck like a girl, the more female you become, and your lesbian wife loves you more and more because of it.
"I haven't told you this before, but I've had this secret desire to watch you with a man. I wanna see him fuck you, right in front of me, and I often wonder, honey, if you have secret slutty desires you might be wanting to tell me about. So… do you?"
Oh, God... I do have this one slutty secret I've been wanting to tell her about so damn bad, but Brenda doesn't want her to know yet that she pees in my mouth. So reluctantly, I just answer, "Not that I can think of."
Sherry has this evil look in her eye that I don't think I've ever seen before. It's a look of pure lust, with a distinct hint of jealousy, and it gets more intense as she raises my dress and slips her hand into my panties.
"Tell me about your hot foursome last night," she playfully demands as she squeezes my balls. "I wanna hear you tell it in your new girl voice. Tell me about it, Mandy, and maybe we can do the same stuff when we go to bed, cuz Brenda wants us to sleep together tonight, just you and me. Won't that be fun?"
Oh fuck… knowing that Brenda's gonna let me sleep alone with my wife turns me on something fierce, so of course, I start telling Sherry about last night's sexual goings-on. She listens intently as I tell her how I lured a man into a bathroom, and sucked his cock in a toilet stall.
She starts stroking my dick when I tell her about me and Kristy sucking each other, and holy fuck, when I tell her about me sucking all three of them at the same time. She drops to her knees, gets under my dress, and starts sucking my cock!
Oh, my fucking God…! Watching Sherry's head bobbing under my dress as she deep-throats my four inches is so fucking hot!. We've never done it like this, and I have to say, it's pretty fuckin' cool.
"Keep talking, babe," she says as she sucks, "this is making me wet!"
I noticed she got really hot when I told her about how Kristy sucks dick to give pleasure, so I tell her how Kristy sucked me after we'd both been fucked a bunch of times. I describe every minute detail I can remember, and as I'm telling her this, she sucks me the exact same way as I'm describing how Kristy does it!
Fuck, this is good. She must be jealous of Kristy, the way she seems to be competing with her, trying to do everything I describe just a little bit better than Kristy did it. Should I tell her about Kristy sticking her finger up my butt? Hmmm… maybe not. I don't want to gross her out and ruin the moment. Maybe I'll tell her about the ass-play later, when we're in bed.
I tell her instead about Rachel's gorgeous girl-dick, how I sucked it, and how good it felt when she fucked me probably a half-dozen times. Hearing about Rachel's cock really turns her on, and she sucks me better than she's ever sucked me before. I'm trying not to think about Rachel as my turned-on wife deep-throats me, but it's impossible not to do.
Oh, damn… as I grab Sherry's head and mouth-fuck her like I fucked Kristy's mouth, she purses her lips so tightly around my hard cock that I don't think I can last much longer.
Kristy was definitely right about sissies with tiny cocks. Now that I'm a sissy, I don't have to prove a manhood I never had, so it's actually more of a blessing than a curse, because with only four inches to swallow, I get deep-throated all the time!
Sherry knows me so well, fondling my balls as her tongue flutters all over my stiff little prick. She's doing everything better than she's ever done before, and just like that…
"Ohhh…fuuuck..!" I grimace as I explode in her mouth!
"Mmmm…" she moans under my dress.
"Did you like it?" she giggles as I help her to her feet.
"Oh, God, that was the best blow job you ever gave me!"
"Am I as good as Kristy?" she winks. "Cuz if I am, there's more where that came from."
"Want some?" she then opens her cummy mouth before I have to answer that uncomfortable question.
It's strange, I think, as we kiss and pass my wad back and forth, that we've never snowballed before, not until I told her about me doing it with Kristy. I wonder if there's more slutty things we'd both like, but just haven't explored the deepest depths of our dirty little minds to find out. I hope there is, cuz there's nothing I'd like better than to do some of the kinky shit I've seen on porn with Sherry.
We snowball my wad until we swallow it all, and then just stare at each other, speechless, probably thinking the same dirty thoughts, until Sherry breaks our melancholy bliss.
"Where'd you get the pretty dress?" she wonders. "Did Cheryl buy it for you?"
"Kristy gave it to me. Do you like it?"
"I do. It fits your sissy personality very well. The neighbors were quite impressed, I'm sure."
"They didn't see me, did they?"
"Are you kidding? I know Margaret saw you prancing into our garage, cuz I was across the street visiting with her when you came home. She didn't say anything to me about it, but you know she's on the phone right now, spreading gossip about us. Let's go talk with Brenda about that. We have some exciting news to tell you."
~~~~~
"You probably noticed that I put the house up for sale," Sherry says as we enter the living room, where Brenda sits on the couch with her laptop.
"Yeah, what's up with that?"
"Well, you know we've been house hunting," she says as we sit on either side of Brenda.
"We found our perfect property last week!" Brenda claps excitedly. "I made a cash offer above the asking price, and the owners accepted. So we're moving as soon as escrow closes."
"Where are we moving to?"
"That's none of your sissy business right now. You'll see it when we move in, after Sherry and I have it painted and furnished the way it needs to be to suit our needs. The owners gave us permission to start remodeling right away when I put up cash to expedite the escrow process, because we need to get out of this fucking neighborhood as soon as possible."
"The neighbors have been asking me about you, Mandy," Sherry tells me, "wondering why Mark isn't around much anymore. And with gossip-queen Margaret across the street seeing you in a dress when you came home, it won't be long before everyone knows.
"I'm not worried about it, because we were already going to move. You shouldn't have to hide it, and I don't want you to, because Mandy's the person I want to be with, not Mark. I'm in love with Mandy, and I just don't have those same feelings for Mark anymore."
"I guess I can't blame you. I don't much like being Mark anymore, either. I've never felt more alive than I do when I'm Mandy."
"It's good you feel that way," Brenda then gives me some startling news, "because we've decided that it's time for Mark to die. So when we move, none of Mark's things are moving with us."
"What…? Not even my work clothes?"
"You'll wear Mandy's clothes to work," she snickers, "or you can just quit your job. It's your choice, but either way, your male clothes are going bye-bye... for good."
"B-but… what am I gonna tell my dad?"
"As always, sissy girl, Mistress has already figured that out. You'll tell him you're coming to work for me."
"As what, your whore?"
"In case you haven't noticed, sweetie, you're both already my whores, but that's not a legit job you can tell anyone about. So listen, here's the new legit, and keep this to yourself, because I don't want people knowing this about me.
"When my parents suddenly passed years ago, they left me a sizable inheritance, enough that I don't have to work. I only took a job as a futures trader at the bank, because I didn't have a sissy at the time, and I was getting bored. But now I have you two, so when my offer on the house was accepted last Friday, I quit my job at the bank.
"Trading securities happens to be a special love of mine that my father taught me at an early age. He was an expert trader, and I'm pretty damn good at it myself. I'll be setting up a day trading office in the new house to trade for myself, and you, Mandy, are going to masquerade as my assistant. I'll teach you a few basic things, so you can talk about it like you actually know something.
"Aside from that, you and Sherry will be spending your time pampering your hot little bodies, so you'll be the hottest babes on the Hierarchy circuit. Another one of my loves, which will greatly benefit you both, is extracting money from wealthy bank accounts, and I want my babes commanding top dollar."
"When is this all going to start?"
"Very soon, after we get moved. Sherry's already started her career when she was paid to spend the night with the Harrisons. I whored you out for that gang bang with Marci, but that hardly counts, because you've matured so much since then.
"The Harrisons want you both for a weekend trip they have coming up in a few weeks. That'll happen after we've moved, but before you and Sherry go on that trip, you have some details that need taken care of."
"Like what details?"
"Like quitting your job, for one. And for right now, putting your blonde wig on for me. I need to get a picture of you not looking like a slut."
"What for?"
"Nevermind what for, just get your ass in there and do it. I have things I want to do tonight."
~~~~~
"Do you really think she's ready to quit her job?" Sherry asks Brenda after I've left the room.
"She's never been ready for anything, unless we've pushed her into it."
"At least we've got a few weeks before we move. She'll have to tell her dad somewhere between now and then, which isn't going to be easy. She'll probably need help figuring out how to do it."
"I wouldn't worry too much about it. These things have a way of working themselves out."
"Well, next weekend, hopefully, she'll be doing that favor for Janine I told you about, so her mind will be occupied with other things, if we can just get her to quit her job."
"After spending the night with Cheryl and her tranny friend, she'll do it. She's found a classy sissy role model in Kristy, to go along with that slutty whore Marci. With sissy friends like that influencing her, she's completely committed to the lifestyle, so she'll do anything we want.
"We've turned her into our little whore, so concerning that favor for Janine, don't ask her, tell her. She's yours to take advantage of when you want something like that done."
"Okay, if you think I should, I'll just tell her. I'm your whore, too, Mistress, so I'll do anything you want, just like Mandy will."
"I know you will, love, but please, never think of yourself as a whore. In the Hierarchy, sissies are whores, and females are escorts. There's a distinct difference between a common street whore and the high-class escort you'll soon be. That difference is the clients you serve, and the money you'll be making, as soon as you get over your little problem."