I have to tell you, I was more than a little scared last night when Mistress took me to my first sissy hair appointment. My hair was a mess, there was no doubt about that, and something had to be done. Normally, I would have paid a visit to my barber three months ago, when my hair had grown past the middle of my ears.
But Brenda would have none of that for her sissy. It was made clear that my barber shop days are over, and my hair, along with the rest of my life, is her personal property to manage as she sees fit.
'Not to worry,' she assured me as we drove to the salon for my after-hours appointment. Rhonda, her beautician, would give me a 'unisex' look that I could part on the side to keep some semblance of the male appearance I still needed to maintain at work.
Her words gave me little comfort, though, as I sat in that chair in the beauty salon. I knew I'd never look the same, and I worried about how feminine the style Mistress chose for me would be. Throughout my sissification process, Brenda's always taken me a step or two beyond the step I thought I'd go, so I was bracing for the worst.
I was pleasantly surprised, however, when Rhonda dipped the chair back to give me a shampoo. I liked her the moment she touched me; I liked her a lot. I felt like a princess as she massaged my scalp and pampered me with dreamy shampoos, conditioners, and all sorts of other stuff I'd never heard of before. She did all kinds of things to my hair, but the one thing she didn't do, was cut very much off.
When she got close to finishing, Brenda came up and added a few extra touches to my makeup. I'm telling you, I about died when she turned the chair around so I could see myself in the mirror. I was so impressed with my beautiful self that my little clitty almost cummed in my panties!
"What do you think?" Rhonda proudly smiled. "It's a pixie cut."
"Oh… My… God…" I gasped. "I'm so fucking cute…!
"Ooops...!" I covered my mouth. "I'm sorry I said the word fuck."
"That's okay, dear," Rhonda laughed, "fuck is one of my favorite words. Cute sissies like you are always shocked the first time they see how beautiful they actually are."
"And guess what else, pretty girl?" Brenda added, "Now that your hair more than covers your ears, it's probably time to have Cheryl pierce you for earrings."
Oh God, she would have to say Cheryl's name. I'd been dreaming about her all week. It wasn't five minutes after she revealed herself as a trans woman last Friday before I had her girl-cock in my mouth. My clitty hardened the moment I heard her name, and stayed that way as we started driving home.
~~~~~
"You're kinda quiet over there," Brenda said as she drove onto the freeway. "Watcha thinking about?"
"Cheryl."
"I thought so. Did it excite you when I said her name?"
"Fuck yeah, it did. My date with her tomorrow night is all I can think about."
"That's not entirely true, is it? Haven't you also been thinking a lot about someone else lately?"
"Yeah… Sherry!"
"Sherry's got a new level of hots for you, has she not?"
"God... she's like a completely different woman. She wanted me to fuck her at least three times when we were by ourselves last Sunday, and we did it again Monday night, too."
"See how that works, Mandy? When you allow her to stray and play around in other people's bedrooms, she comes right back, more in love with you than she was before. And the sexy things she learns in other people's bedrooms, she brings back home to share with you. That's true love, babe, the truest love there is."
"I know that's right. I can hardly hold myself back sometimes when we're in the shower."
"Oh…? In what way?"
"Well, she loves being eaten out with the water on, and I get carried away licking around her pee hole, like I do with you. I know I shouldn't, but I wanna taste her nectar so bad. The only reason I stop, is because you said I can't tell anyone about our little secret."
"It's good that you stopped. You don't have my permission to do that… yet."
"Yet…?"
"Yes, darling… yet. We'll bring Sherry into the shower with us at a time of my choosing. Drinking urine is a very kinky thing to do, and most people would never even consider trying what we love to do. Sherry's not ready to pee in your mouth just yet, but I'm gradually opening her mind to it, just like I opened yours.
"As she becomes more fond of being pleasured in the shower, there will come a spontaneous moment at some point when the time will be just right. When that moment comes, you'll get to drink her nectar, just like you drink mine. Until then, little one, just be patient."
"I get so hard when I want it like that."
"Yes, I can tell," Brenda said as she touched between my legs to feel my hard four inches. "My cute little sissy is about to explode, am I right?"
"I don't know why, Mistress, but lately, my clitty wants to explode every time it gets hard. And it happens a lot more than it used to."
"That's because your clitty isn't locked away in a cage anymore."
"But I'm horny all the time!"
"Should I lock you back up?"
"No!"
"Horny girl…" she laughed, "you're just like your little nympho sister Marci. You're powerless to control it, dear, you can only satisfy it. That's why I've provided you with a masturbation mirror and suction-cupped dildos, so you can fuck yourself whenever you need to satisfy your uncontrollable urges."
"I sure could use my toys right now."
"Well, this is sissy's lucky day," she grinned. "Mistress is in the mood to give you relief."
I didn't know what to think, didn't know what to say as she took the next exit and pulled into the large parking lot of a shopping mall. She had no intent to get out of the car as she drove to the back of the lot and parked far from the nearest vehicle.
She turned the engine off and leaned towards me, pecking my cheek with a kiss.
"Panties down," she softly said.
"W-what? Right here?"
"Hurry up… before I change my mind."
I was a bit confused, but my submissive sissy brain kicked in. I hurriedly lifted my ass to slide my panties to my knees.
"Good sissy," she grinned as she raised my dress to expose my throbbing little shaft.
Without saying another word, she lowered her head and took my clitty into her mouth.
"Oh… Mistress…. I… I…"
"Don't talk, just enjoy. Good sissies earn good rewards, and you've been a very good sissy."
I wish I could have enjoyed it longer, but I was already too aroused after talking about Cheryl and my hotwife Sherry. I lasted only a minute or so before my balls tightened up. I was afraid to cum in my Mistress's mouth, so I warned her of my impending climax.
"I'm gonna cum, Mistress… I'm gonna cum… I'm gonna… gonna cuuummm!"
I couldn't help it, but Mistress didn't seem to mind. I squirmed all over the car seat as she kept me in her mouth, rolling her tongue around my spent shaft until it deflated back to its normal three inches.
Then, as quickly as she went down on me, she got back up and pressed her lips against mine. "Open," was the only word she said. Automatically, I opened my mouth as she tilted my head back and transferred the cum in her mouth to mine.
You have no idea how much that turned me on, to have my Mistress give me a surprise blow job, and then spit my own cum right into my mouth. I savored that rare moment all the way home.
"Did you like that little surprise?" she giggled as we got back on the freeway.
"I loved it, Mistress. That was the last thing I expected."
"Maybe I'll do it again," she chuckled, "and maybe I won't, so don't get used to expecting it. Just get used to expecting surprises."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
~~~~~
We had a nice talk the rest of the way home. She told me how cute I look with my hair styled this way, and that I shouldn't need to wear a wig when it grows out a few inches more. What excited me most was getting my ears pierced, because I'll get to have my very own earring collection, to go along with all my other cool sissy stuff.
Brenda then changed the subject to talk about the operation Sherry had on Wednesday. She went into the hospital to get her tubes tied, so now she'll never be able to get pregnant. When they first told me about it, they said Sherry just wanted to get off birth control.
But the real reason, Brenda wanted me to know, is because the Hierarchy is very strict about making sure none of their escorts ever gets impregnated by a client. For the protection of their girls and the sophisticated clientele they serve, every girl is required to be sterilized before they'll certify her as a one-hundred-percent safe Hierarchy escort. Once they're certified, they can then charge exorbitant Hierarchy rates for their services.
I was worried that later in life, Sherry might regret never being able to have a child. Brenda then explained that they'd talked about it, girl-to-girl, beforehand. Sherry was never going to get pregnant by me anyway, so sterilization was the best option to make sure she doesn't get pregnant by anyone else.
Brenda also revealed that years ago, Mistress Virginia helped her realize that she was never cut out to be a mother, and she's never regretted getting sterilized herself. It allowed her the freedom to lead her promiscuous lifestyle without having to worry about getting pregnant by the multitude of men she was going to bed with at the time.
I felt a lot better about it after Brenda explained it like that. Sherry's become just like Brenda. She loves her new carefree lifestyle of hopping from bed to bed with no strings attached, and doesn't want to be a mother anymore.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized… that's exactly how I've become, too. It all makes sense to me now. I'm eager to fuck anyone I can, so why wouldn't Sherry? We've become so much more alike, Sherry and me.
Mistress always seems to know what I'm thinking, and she has a way of manipulating my mind to agree with anything she wants. We talked about it some more with Sherry when we got home, just to make sure we were all on the same page.
With that out of the way, Sherry told me how much she loves my new hairstyle. I was having some second thoughts about it, because even though I'll be able to comb it to the side when I go to work, there's no way I won't look just a little bit gay to everyone. Sherry said I shouldn't care about that anymore; they can think what they think. I won't be working there much longer anyway.
We all slept together after that, loving on Sherry as she lay between Brenda and me. After they fell asleep, I stayed awake dreaming about my date with Cheryl tomorrow night. I love watching tranny porn, and now I'm going to spend tomorrow night with a real live t-girl!
~~~~~
I think I must have dreamt about Cheryl all night, because I'm waking up this morning with a stiff hard-on. It's exciting, because all I have to do is get through the morning at work before I'm Mandy again for two whole days!
Brenda's alarm wakes me up at five o'clock, but Sherry's sound asleep and doesn't even stir. Brenda gets up and starts grumbling as she sits on the edge of the bed.
"Why am I doing this to myself?" she mumbles under her breath. I've occasionally overheard her complaining about her job to Sherry, but I didn't know she's thinking about quitting. When she gets up to take her shower, I'm possessed with an irresistible urge to follow her.
"Are you thirsty, sissy?" She turns around to see me standing in the bathroom doorway.
"How did you know?"
"Because I know every little thought floating around that simple little mind of yours. C'mon in, babe. I haven't peed yet, because I knew you'd be wanting your belly filled."
I'm smiling ear-to-ear as I step into the shower with Mistress. This wanton obsession I have for female piss is so much a part of me now, I've stopped wondering why I even like it so much. Of course, Mistress knows that Virginia programmed it into my brain as she looks down at her perverted little sissy getting her open mouth flooded with urine.
Her bladder is full after holding it all night, so I'm able to guzzle down as much as I want, and still have plenty left to bask in her golden rain. God, I don't know why I love this so much! As the last few spurts trickle out of her, my tongue goes to work licking between her tasty folds. I can tell Mistress loves it as much as I do, because her legs almost buckle a time or two.
"Oh, sweet sissy," she moans as she pulls me to my feet, "let me kiss your pissy little mouth. I'm in love with you, Mandy Parker. I wouldn't give you up for the world."
Every time she pisses in my mouth, her grip over me becomes more permanent, and my devotion to her grows ever deeper. I just love her tongue invading my pissy little mouth as we kiss in a tight embrace for a few minutes after that.
When she turns the water on, we celebrate and play in the shower rain, like we always do after engaging in such a despicable act. She always makes me giggle when she tickles me and calls me a kinky girl. Our showers end by running our soapy hands all over each other's bodies as we immerse ourselves in a deep mutual love you'd expect after doing something as intimate and perverted as we just did.
~~~~~
"What were you two doing in there?" Sherry asks as she sits on the pot peeing when we step out of the shower in a happy state of mind.
"Sissy was eating my pussy," Brenda covers up our despicable behavior. "What else would we be doing in there?"
Sherry giggles in agreement, while I just grab a towel to dry myself off. It feels great having a belly full of Brenda's nectar, but I'm wishing I could also have Sherry's as she flushes it down the toilet. Mistress says I need to be patient, but it's frustrating to be so close to something I really want, and knowing I can't have it until… who knows how long?
"Sissy," Brenda turns to me, "why don't you go start your exercises while I play around with your wife before I go to work."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Is everything set up?" Brenda whispers to Sherry once I'm out of hearing range.
"Yup. I called her last night, and she hasn't changed her mind. We'll be in our bedroom when Mandy comes home from work."
"Do you feel up to it after the operation?"
"I think so. I wouldn't want to fuck a guy just yet, but I can always eat pussy."
"That's my girl."
~~~~~
Brenda comes in to kiss me goodbye as I'm working out with Miss Vicky, the eye candy tranny leading my workout CD.
"She's hot," Brenda points at the TV screen.
"God, is she ever. She makes me think about Cheryl."
"Oooo…! Sissy is horny for girl-cock!" Brenda teases.
"Stop it, Mistress. You're just trying to get me horny,"
"I can't get you horny if you already are. Remember, I know every little thought in your head. You know what else I know? You're a horny little bitch, and you want that thing up your ass!"
"Okay, so I'm horny for girl-cock. Is that a crime?"
"I'm just teasing you, hon, cuz I love you so much. Hey… it was fun in the shower, we might have to make it a daily thing."
"I wouldn't mind."
"Neither would I. Oh… and by the way, I'm taking off early today, so I'll be here when you get home."
"Can you maybe help me get ready? I wanna look my best for Cheryl."
"Oh, I'll definitely help you get ready, love. You can count on that."
~~~~~
I love my pixie hairstyle, but I'm sweating bullets as I drive to work. I know everyone's gonna think I'm gay when they see my pixie hair. Not that I care all that much, being a cock lover and all. I already know I'm gay, in a sissy kind of way. I just don't want the people at work laughing at me.
As soon as I walk in the door, I'm relieved to see everyone staring down at the desks, and not at me. As I approach my office, Linda, the girl who occupies the desk next to Janine, briefly glances up at me and smirks, but doesn't say anything.
'Phew…!' I sigh, once I get by Linda and close my office door. Linda's known for spreading office gossip, and I hope that bitch doesn't start spreading rumors about me. At least Janine's not here to bug my ass. If she saw my hair, she'd start laying the 'Markie' shit on real heavy. I know she would.
Okay, I like her and all that, and she's saved my pathetic ass so many times. She's actually kinda hot, too, if I were romantically interested in her, which I'm definitely not. It's just that she gets on my nerves sometimes when she keeps asking me nosey questions all the time. And that time she noticed mascara on my eyelash? I thought I was gonna die. Fuck, she'll be back on Monday, but at least I won't have to put up with the 'Markie' shit until then.
By ten o'clock, I'm so fucking horny for Cheryl that I'm sucking my finger and practically drooling as I imagine my lips wrapped around her girl-cock. Fuck…! It goes on like this for two more tortuous hours until the clock finally strikes noon.
I'm pretty sure that bitch Linda has been talking to the other girls all morning about how queer I look, because the moment I walk out of my office, they're all gawking at me. I know they're laughing at me, but I don't have time to care. The only thing on my mind is getting out of here and getting out of this disgusting suit. I need to feel girly again. I need to be Mandy!
~~~~~
My little clitty pulses like it's become my brain when I get home and see an unfamiliar car in our driveway.
'It must be Cheryl's car.' I think. 'She's already here to pick me up!'
I'm hoping Cheryl will let me suck her off before she takes me to wherever she's going to take me. I don't care where it is, as long as it's with her. Seeing Brenda's car when I open the garage door gets me even more excited. It would be so cool if I could suck Cheryl's girl-cock in front of Brenda and Sherry. Oh God… that would be so hot!
Playful sounds of female laughter echo from their bedroom as I come into the kitchen. One voice is definitely Sherry's, but the other is definitely not Brenda's.
"Hey, babeee!" Brenda comes in to greet me.