Corruption

Corruption - Chapter 5

By Marcia St. Denis (marciatv@hotmail.com) and Erica Wright (aquietone@excite.com) Copyright 2003. All rights reserved. Please feel free to send this on to any other fiction site that features transgendered stories. All we ask is that you attribute it to us as the authors and keep this preamble intact so fans can write to us.

We wrote this new chapter of our continuing story with you, as a connoisseur of erotic transvestite fiction, and your insatiable desire for the bliss of release, uppermost in our minds. We hope our tale will bring you much pleasure over many sessions. Write to us if we have been successful. We would love to know that you enjoyed our perverted little world of depraved people and sordid affairs. ______________________________________________________________________ Chapter 5

Markie had no idea where he was being driven and drifted in a soft alcoholic haze. Soon he found his door being opened and Syl offering him a hand to help him out of the car. They went past the lobby attendant who said good evening to Syl and smiled with a leer at Markie. He ran his hand along Markie's curved buttocks as they walked past him and then gave a low soft whistle after the cute young thing had walked past.

Once in the elevator, Markie was really starting to feel the effects of the last few drinks. The walls were blurry mirrors and as he gazed at the two figures reflected he thought of a young girl with her mother since Syl looked so effeminate. With this thought swirling through his head all he could do was giggle as Syl moved close and reached out to grab his ass. The old queen pulled Markie against his stomach and pelvis. Mark felt like he was going to cum as they ground against each other. Markie felt Syl's cock throb through both of their clothes! Then they were kissing! Markie was floating as their tongues danced together. At 16 Markie was so inexperienced that a kiss was something special and took his breath away.

Syl broke the kiss and pulled Markie into his apartment. He was immediately overwhelmed at the opulent feminine softness of it. The stark white 2" thick carpet and the soft, deep, down-filled sofas and the yards and yards of delicate chiffon lace on the windows. The indirect lighting and the soft, romantic violin music that suddenly came on made him feel like he was an angel in the clouds. The walls were covered in oil paintings and watercolors of garden scenes and flowers and beautiful exotic oriental nudes.

Syl excused himself and pointed Markie in the direction of the guest powder room. Finally! Markie opened the front buttons on his sailor pants and pulled down both them and the pretty pink thong while he sat and pushed his penis down between his thighs to urinate. Mmmmm, he had never thought about it before but peeing with such a full bladder almost felt as good as cumming. He closed his eyes and let the buzz of being drunk take him into another world and once again reached down to let the warm stream splash his hand. He was developing quite a thing for hot pee, and thought that he'd have to spend a morning experimenting at home... giggle. He stroked his cock until it was hard and throbbing in his palm.

When he was close to cumming he pinched himself off and opened his eyes only to discover a series of photographs on the wall opposite the toilet. They were soft professional photos that featured a young transvestite in various stages of undress. He (she) looked awfully familiar but Mark had no time to think about her face as his eyes were repeatedly drawn to her rock hard 8" cock that stood straight up. It was a gorgeous piece of meat and had the funniest shape, as it had a curious arch taking the tip almost back to the woman's belly button. He was attempting to replace his own penis into his thong, when he realized he could never conceal the bulge.

"What in the world's happening to me? I am feeling so horny and I barely know this guy. Must be the alcohol.... Giggle...and I really like it... And why can't I go soft and retuck my peepee? Having it stick out like this will make me look so gay.... Oh fuck it... I'm feeling very adventurous tonight and I think Syl wants to have his way with me... giggle", he whispered to the empty bathroom stepping from his pants. He folded them neatly and placed them on the ornate cushioned chair and looked at himself in the mirror. The tight thong clung to his heavy balls and hard cock. He adjusted it and stepped from the room and walked to the living room.

When he got back to the living room, Markie was shocked to find an amazingly beautiful woman standing at the window looking out. She had long platinum blond hair and was dressed in a red leather bustier that barely concealed her perfectly shaped breasts. Her voluptuous ass was open and framed by 8 fat, lace covered garters that hung from the bustier to her welted stocking tops. On her feet were what must have been six-inch black patent leather sandals with 2" platforms. And her arms were covered past her elbows with soft, open fingered, black leather gloves.

Markie stood stock-still suddenly embarrassed about being seen in his silly pink thong. Without turning around the woman commanded Markie to go down the hall to the third bedroom and put on the clothes that had been left on the bed there for him. He did so without an argument and let out a little moan when he saw what awaited him.

On the bed was a hot pink satin waist cincher with 6 thick, lace covered garters attached, a pair of 10 denier white silk stockings with a floral lace pattern on the welt, a pair of pink patent leather 4" spike heeled mules and a long, see-through, lace-edged, pink peignoir. Markie's head was spinning, from both the liquor he'd had and from the eroticism of the clothes that were laid out waiting for him to put on. He would never be able to keep his little girl hidden in those panties....

"But wait, where ARE the panties?" And then he realized there weren't any. He started to tremble from excitement.

Without hesitation and without thinking about who the mysterious woman could be who had ordered him into this room, he sat on the bed and took off his clothes to put on everything that had been left for him. His cock was raging and stuck straight up so the tip hit the soft pink satin waist cincher. His balls hung down and were caressed by the amazingly high stockings. He reached down to attach the garter tabs and realized the garters were shorter than those his mother had normally worn in order to hold these long stockings up. He was so excited that he was worried he wouldn't be able to last. As he fastened the front garter his wrist touched his cock and he thought he was going to cum. He felt weak and wanted to swoon and had to sit down to rest.

He went to the vanity and combed his voluptuous blond and red streaked auburn hair and used a fuchsia lipstick he found to re-coat his lips. He sprayed himself with the bottle of Bucheron that was there.

"Syl must have some expensive girlfriends... Or maybe this belongs to the woman out in the living room... Isn't it funny that he should have the sent I love best out of my mother's collection?" And got up to return to the living room.

"What on earth had happened to Syl? Where is he and why did this woman suddenly appear?" he thought as he approached the woman at the window.

He stood still, not saying a word, with an instinctive awareness that he was to await her command. She turned and looked him in the eye. As his mouth was forming the word "Who?" the woman slapped him hard against the face and told him that her name was Mistress Sylvia and to hold his tongue in the presence of his mistress. Markie stood there stunned, tears welling in his eyes. Finally, she reached out and stroked his red and burning cheek. The softness of her hand, combined with the smell of her leather glove captivated him. He closed his eyes and immediately got harder. He felt her two hands on his shoulders as she pushed him down onto his knees.

This wasn't a woman! She was the beautiful transvestite whose photos Markie had admired in the powder room. Her fat 8" cock with the strange curve at the tip was pushed against his lips and he opened them with meek acceptance. And then like a dawning sun, Markie understood that this beautiful transvestite with the strangely curved penis was non other than Syl himself. With complete abandon he accepted the fact that sweet Syl had turned him into the beautiful girl he had wanted to be in order to look and feel closer to his mother. He gave in with an odd feeling of being liberated to the knowledge that he had been fed drink after drink to lower his inhibitions and brought to Syl's place to become his (her?) little trannie sex toy. And he realized that he had been brought here willingly. He felt subservient and contented. He felt desired and loved. He wanted to do nothing more than please his mistress in whatever fashion she demanded. Sylvia was beautiful and sexy. As Markie sucked Sylvia's rigid cock she began to speak.

"Surprised aren't you my sweet and precious little girl? You never knew what I was hiding under my shirt, did you? That's because I didn't want to scare you. I mean you thought I was a guy. You didn't know I decided to become a beautiful and sexy woman. How could you?"

"And I'll bet you didn't know that it was your mother who turned me into the woman I've become? Did you know that it was your mother who bought me this condo and paid for most of my clothes and for my penis and breast implants? The breast implants that turned my hormone softened tits into the perfect, sweet little melons they are and the penile implant to make my cock bigger and harder for her pleasure. Oh yeah, it was she who paid for my hormone shots; those precious drops that allowed me to become who I wanted to become. The liquid elixir that made me the soft, erotic woman that I longed to be just for her."

"I know you are shocked cuz you had no idea I had such pretty titties bound and hidden under my boy clothes. Well they are the best money can buy... your father's money... pretty ironic don't you think? And guess what? There is soooooo much more to tell you..."

Markie was now using both of his hands to follow his lips as he worked his way up and down her rigid shaft. His saliva had slickened her cock so everything was lubricated and slippery and he loved the feeling of this hot, rigid member thrusting in and out of his mouth.

"Did you know that your mother came here every Thursday night when you and your dad thought she was playing bridge? She came so that she could watch me perform for her with the men she would pick up for me on the streets while she made her way from your place to ours. Oh yeah, this is her place too. We lived here together whenever she wasn't with you and Tommy. Mmmmmm.... I love what you are doing sugar.... You're almost as good as your mommy was.... Keep it up you sexy little babydoll...."

"Yeah. Your mom loved to go out to the gay bars and collect horny men to come visit me. She would show them my picture and bring them to me. She was my pimp. She was my Mistress. And I was her whore. She was my life. I did anything and everything she desired. I lived to make her happy, just like everyone else who ever knew her. She was so totally captivating. She didn't even need to say a word and people fell under her spell."

" And sweetcakes, now it is your turn to learn how much fun it is to become a shemale whore.... And Sylvia is gonna be your pimp. I promise you more cock than you'll be able to handle. You'll love it. You'll become a cum addict.... I promise baby... Oooooooo.... Keep sucking me you bitch..."

" I loved it when she brought me men and told them what to do to me.... I would suck and be sucked. I would fuck and be fucked. By men we knew. By strangers. By anyone she brought. Did you know she loved gay men? Especially the rough ones into leather and domination? Especially the really macho men. She loved watching gay men fuck each other to oblivion, snorting poppers as they shot their hot loads of spunk, drinking cum, licking assholes... But what really thrilled her was the challenge of turning "straight" guys into the sissies they really wanted to be. She had a way of spotting us. She just knew who was and who wasn't a likely candidate. Her gaydar was perfectly tuned. She loved penises and watching gay men fuck and suck allowed her to see more penises and experience more orgasms and see more cum spurt out of all those gorgeous cocks."

" She would crawl up next to me, and watch as three or four men would come all over my face or ass or stomach or all over my hard penis and soft balls. All the while her hand was stuffed up into her pussy. She loved fisting her cunt... feeling so full she'd burst. She would kneel down and watch my asshole stretch as man after man mounted me, fucked me and then added their sperm to my slippery depths! Six men, eight, ten, fifteen, all in one night. I was never allowed to cum and never really wanted too until she gave me permission."

"She loved playing with the cum afterwards; rubbing it into my skin; spreading it all over her tits; using it as a lubricant for her asshole just before she had me mount her and fuck her in the ass. She adored cum. She loved to see it drip down my face and chest and tummy; watching it crust over as it dried on my skin. And huneybun, I know you are just like her. You're gonna love cum too."

Markie was swimming in an odd mixture of disbelieving shock and complete abandoned pleasure on hearing the exploits of his sexy mother. He felt even closer to her than he ever had before. He was dressed like her. He had his hair done like hers. He was with her gay lover and he was kneeling at his feet and sucking his hard cock. Soon it would pour out its sweet, sticky, thick cum into his mouth and down his throat and drip down his face. For the first time he started to feel like a real girl. He started to think of himself as a "her" not a "him". It was so thrilling. He wanted to not just act like the kind of gay boygirls his mother apparently loved, he wanted to become her. He knew what his life's goal was now. It was all so clear. It felt all so right. Markie redoubled his licking and sucking of Sylvia's cock. He poured his heart into it.

"Oooooo, huney, that feels sooooooo good babydoll. Mmmmm.... You are such a natural at this sugar.... Oh yeah... So good...Keep it up baby... Keep doing it just like that...You sure you've never done this before? Hmmm?"

Sylvia reached down with her long-nailed hand and ran her fingers through his hair. She stroked his soft cheek and continued with her narrative.

"Did you know that your gorgeous mother had other kinks too? Oh yeah... Real serious kinks... Not just vanilla ice cream ones like watching her tranny lover get fucked all night...She knew she was a bad girl to like transvestites and to enjoy watching them get fucked by horny men. And she knew that parents who loved their children would set strict limits and if they were stepped over then there would be dire punishments to follow. Yet no one set limits for her. No one loved her enough to punish her."

"No one except me. She would tell me about her deepest needs and I would find a way to make them happen. I would often tie her up so that I, or any man who was here at the time, could spank her hard or use the leather covered paddle that is right over there to beat her perfect ass till the welts began to bleed. She loved feeling helpless. She loved the idea of being a victim. She loved getting raped as she was tied up. Being spit and peed on would send her over the edge into monstrous orgasms that straight vanilla sex with boring straight men could never give her. If someone set limits for her and cared enough to punish her then she was loved and cherished, right? Just like the kids whose parents set strict limits for them..."

"Did you know that she craved humiliation and pain? That she adored being treated like the filthy gutter whore she knew she was inside. Did you know that after she conquered your dad and had affairs with every man in their social circle, she got to the point where she couldn't feel any more; that she was bored beyond belief; that she hated the power she held over men with their fawning, and their groveling and their whining sexual needs and their childish seeking for her approval? Did you know that her work with me became one of her sole pleasures in life? That I, and the men she brought here to abuse me, were her solace, her release, her way to feel desire and need and lust and pleasure? Did you know that she was far more complex and far more interesting and far more sexually aware and liberated than anyone except her girl-boy lover (sweet little me) and all of my rough gay boyfriends ever knew? Did you know that in the end, her only physical pleasure was to be with me and other girls like me who gave her the softness and love of a lesbian lover but filled her mouth and cunt and ass with the hardness and cum of those penises which she still craved?"

"And best of all, do you have any little idea, any inkling, as to what she called you Markie dear? You were supposed to become her little Marcia! That's right. She had plans for you. She had great plans for you dear heart. In the end she lived for two things: she lived for kinky sex with me and she lived for you. She had so many dreams for you baby. She knew that the limits she set for you would prove her love for you and she was guiding you to become more than what she was."

"So when you called and asked for an appointment tonight Marcia, I knew fate was sending you to me to help your mother fulfill her dream. And when I saw you walk in the door I realized that your mother had taken you farther and deeper into her world than I ever realized. You looked like her. You walked like her. You spoke like her. You even had her mannerisms from scrunching up your nose to the way you held your purse. I nearly fainted. I was sure I was watching her walk back into the salon."

"And my sweet pet, after tonight you will never be the same. Without knowing it, you played right into her wishes. You have no idea how many times we talked deep into the night about how pretty you were. What a sexy little girl you were going to make, and how much you would turn men on. We wondered how much control you would exercise over men and their weakness for your sexy and willing holes. We wondered how you would exploit their latent homosexuality. Would you become their Mistress and have them serve you and worship you the way your mother liked her men, or would you prefer becoming their slave, their soft submissive plaything? Most importantly how would you satisfy every man's secret need for a nice hard ass-fucking. Your mother was planning so many wonderful experiences for you to make sure you would always be in control and hold the power."

"When you came into the shop today, dressed in one of her outfits, asking for a hair style that would make you look like her, I knew that her longtime dream was being fulfilled. While you kneel before me, wearing the finest lingerie her money could buy and sucking my hard cock, I'm here to tell you that it is OK. It is all OK my pet. Give in to your desire. Give in to your need. Sylvia will fulfill your mother's dreams. You will become the Mistress of men she wanted you to become. I wanted to tell you that its ok to become the girl you long to be Marcia. I'm here to share all of the secrets I know you will need to learn as you move down your new path to womanhood"

She pulled away and her cock popped from Marcia's mouth. She walked over to the phone and made a quick phone call.

" Billy, we're here and she's so ready! Call John and Big Dog and get your cute butts over here."

Sylvia walked over to the bar and fixed the still kneeling Marcia a new martini. Balancing on her tremendous heels Sylvia tiptoed back to Marcia and all but poured the drink down her throat. Sylvia smiled and made her another, this time sitting back on the couch.

"Come here honey... get comfortable."

Marcia joined her on the couch. She was so very drunk and slid ever closer to Sylvia. She reached out to stroke Sylvia's thighs and to kiss her lips. Marcia had never tasted lipstick from another woman's lips before and she just couldn't stop. After a few minutes of delicate soulful kissing Sylvia forced Marcia's head down. Marcia's trembling lips opened up and slid over her mistresses curved cock-head.

"Mmmmmm, yessss.... You are my little girl slut aren't you Marcia? You like my girl-cock, don't you baby? Wait until you get a taste of men.... Real hard, pure men. You'll become my own little sissy-whore, won't you? We can earn a ton of money if you want to. Yes we can... Ooooooooo, yeah... suck it Marcia! Yeah! Get down there and lick my smooth balls with your hungry tongue!"

When every inch of her genuinely (though enhanced!) male equipment was glistening with Marcia's saliva, Sylvia slid her ass out to the edge of the couch and lifted and spread her legs. She looped her elbows around and under her knees. Her pink anus was fully exposed.

"Lower honey.... Mmmmm.... That's right. YES! Right there. Be a really good girl and lick my pussy. Get my cunt sopping wet. Stick your tongue into my pussyhole. But keep stroking my hard clitty.... Ooooooo, you little dear!"

Marcia was crazed and a little out of her mind from the liquor. She had an incredibly wonderful buzz inside her. She knew she should be disgusted by what she was doing yet it felt so good to be down here sucking Sylvia's cock and licking her sexy asshole. Her own cock had never softened and the urgency she was feeling to cum was driving her crazy. Occasionally, she reached her hand down to stroke her cock and she would take herself right to the edge of cumming and then stop.

"Sweet Marcia. Do you have any idea how many hard cocks have been right where your sweet little pink tongue is? I've been fucked up the ass by thousands of men and now your eager young tongue is teasing my pussy! Part of your sissy training will be to get me all wet and then keep me wet while I get fucked. You'd like that wouldn't you? Licking and sucking my puckered cunt-hole as man after man pumps it full of hot slippery sperm. Get up here and kiss me.... I wanna taste my cunt. What a good girl.... Yes, kneel right between my thighs and lean forward.... Mmmm! I love how active your tongue is. I had forgotten how much fun it is to seduce a sweet teenager.... Someone so full of life and desire!"

As they kissed Sylvia ran her hand down Marcia's tight stomach. "Now, what's this? I feel a hard little clitty down here.... What is it Marcia? What is this big thing doing attached to a pretty young thing like you? Do you want to put it somewhere?"

Sylvia was squeezing it harshly. Grabbing and pulling at it.

"Doesn't it need to slide into a soft, slippery, wet hole? Ever fucked anyone my sweet little virgin pet? No? I think we need to rectum-fy that, I mean, rectify that!" Sylvia giggled at the ancient joke.

"Here. Put your hard tip right there.... Oooooooo... unnhhh... Yes honey... Feel that? Feel that soft wet pussyhole that you lubed up with your spit? Mmmmmm. Now wait..."

Sylvia reached over to the side table and brought out a blue and white tube of clear jelly. She proceeded to apply a thick coating of lubricant all over Marcia's hard girl-cock."

"Special girls, have special needs!"

She guided Marcia's cock back to her puckered anus and commanded her to push hard. "You can't hurt this old queen. Fuck me bitch, fuck me hard! Stuff it all in!"

The moment the tip of Marcia's cock slid past Sylvia's hot slippery sphincter, it was all she could do to hold back from lunging in hard and fast and hammering Sylvia's pussy until she came deep inside her. Sylvia's asshole was tight and loose all at once. The heat engulfing her cock was indescribable. In an instant she was inside the queen to the hilt. Sylvia leaned back, wrapping one leg around Marcia's waist.

"Oh my little sissy girl... your cock is soooo wonderful. Your momma would have loved to watch you lose your virginity... especially dressed and looking as hot as you are...Oooo, you turn me on babydoll. I'm gonna have to stroke my big clit while you fuck me." Sylvia wrapped her fingers around her curved cock and started running her fist up and down her veined length. Each time she reached her engorged cock-head she would squeeze herself harshly and clench her ass tight around Marcia's quivering prick.

"You can fuck me harder dear... move your hips and let me feel your sissy prick move around inside me. Don't worry if you can't hold back. I've had so many young girls like you fuck me and cum too soon. I'll just add you to my list... giggle"

If this was what fucking asspussy was all about, Marcia was hooked and there was no turning back. She had to fuck, she needed to hump and cum and shoot her cream and fill Sylvia's rectum with her goo, her spunk, her jiz, her creamy nectar.

Sylvia wrapped both of her legs around the teenager and expertly moved her hips in time with Marcia's thrusting, rotating them, sucking the virgin's cock deeper and deeper up her poop-shoot, all the while rhythmically tightening and loosening her experienced fuck-hole.

Finally after minutes of silence Marcia spoke,

"Fu-Fu-fuck! This is beyond anything I have ever felt. This is heaven. Please let me cum Syl. Please let me shoot inside you.... Please."

Sylvia smiled. Marcia's seduction was so much easier than she thought it could ever be. Her eyes were wide with glee; she was enjoying each and every stroke of her cock. Little did Marcia know it would be months before she'd get a chance to fuck someone else. Her cheeks were flushed, as was her chest. Sylvia knew that Marcia was hers. That she was hooked. That she would service any guy Sylvia could line up. She wanted to deepen the moment to make sure that little Marcia knew what she was getting into.

"Don't worry if you cum too soon baby-doll. This night isn't gonna end with your cumming. It's gonna be sooooo long, and you know what Sylvia really wants... don't you?"

Marcia's eyes were closed with the concentration required to keep fucking but NOT cum. She whispered her response,

"What do you really want Sylvia... I'll do anything after letting me feel your hot velvety cunt wrapped around me... How fucking lucky am I: no fumbling with some other silly teenager... I get to fuck the best... the very best...to lose my virginity with a lover like you, someone with soooo much experience..."

Sylvia's ego was being burnished by the young girlboy's words. It got shinier and shinier as the glowing complements rained down on her. She could tell Marcia was just a few strokes from losing complete control. She couldn't wait to feel the vibrant squirts of this cute young thing filling her up with her sissy-cum. She looked up at Marcia through eyes closed to slits.

"What a gorgeous little cock-sucking-ass-fucking-boy-girl she is, she thought to herself. Well there is one thing she hasn't had yet, and now I'll tell her... she couldn't really be surprised, could she?"

Sylvia pulled Marcia down on top of her and began whispering in her ear.

"After you cum in my ass my little dear, I'm gonna slide out from under you and kneel behind you. As your cum oozes from my asshole, I'm going to massage your sexy cheeks with their cute tan lines and then I'm going to slide a finger between them. You're gonna be such a good girl and you're gonna reach back and hold your cheeks apart so I can see your tight virgin cunt."

Marcia was panting, but still able to answer, "Yesss...mistress. Yes I will."

"Yes you will what? My little pet."

"I'm going... I'm going to show you my tight little cunt... ohhh its soooo hungry... my little cunny is hungry..."

"Really?" Sylvia asked, surprised and excited. "Hungry for what?"

Marcia's voice dropped even lower, her voice was cracking and she was almost crying.

"My cunny is soooo hungry for a real cock. I wanna feel a real flesh and blood prick, splitting me open, fucking me, ravaging me. I wanna feel like a woman, I'm sick of being a little girl..."

Sylvia paused, it was going to be so much easier than she ever thought! She could feel Marcia's cock throbbing inside her well-fucked ass. A little voice screamed in Sylvia's head, 'Why wait any longer? Let's move on!' Marcia's mother had said that on a hundred different occasions. Most nights Marcia's mother would get off on the building passion, enjoying herself and pleasuring herself with her fist as the bodies in the room spiraled towards pure animal lust. But there were other nights when she wanted to cut through the bull, and just rut like a beasts. Sylvia smiled inside, and raised her hand up and brought it down harshly on the innocent teen's curved backside.

"Uggggghhh" Marcia cried out as the sting washed over her.

Another and another.

"Fuck me... just fuck me you silly little bitch priss, hold me down and fuck me..."

Marcia grabbed Sylvia's hands and pressed them over her head, lunging on top of her, rotating her cock deep inside Sylvia's asshole. Marcia could feel Sylvia's severely curved prick pressed between them. She pulled back and plowed forward once, twice and a third time. Each time Sylvia would groan as the air was fucked from her lungs. Sylvia looked up, and soaked in the sight of the young girl's passion and exertion. Sylvia closed her eyes and whispered, "OK my pretty pet... go ahead.... Pump me full... Fuck me sweetie... take us to sweet creamy heaven"

Marcia leaned down and began humping Sylvia hard. She had never felt anything as wonderful or as totally overwhelming as this. Nothing had prepared her for this feeling. She looked down to see her cock slide in and out of Sylvia's ass. It was sooooo sexy to see it and feel it at the same time. She was satisfied to see that Sylvia's cock was purple and hard and looked ready to explode. Marcia was pleasing her! Without thinking she released Sylvia's hands and reached down taking Sylvia's cock in her hand. She began to jack her in time with her pistoning cock. Within seconds they both closed their eyes and began screaming out their bliss. They held each other tightly, sweat sliding between their convulsing bodies. Sylvia knew the young girl was about to shoot and thought what a perfect time to condition her. She reached up and brought her hand down harshly on the young things soft backside, once again slapping her harshly. This time Marcia, just hissed and groaned,

"Spank me harder you old queen!"

Sylvia complied happily, slapping and berating her as they both rushed to orgasm. She was losing control, and decided to actually cum WITH the little hussy.

"Cum for me you little bitch, cum for your mistress! Make me cum too you little sissy-priss. Show me that your sissy cock might be good for something!!!"

Another slap and then Sylvia felt Marcia drive as deeply as possible. She thought her soft balls were going to slip inside her ass! The first throb was accompanied by a whimper from Marcia's open mouth. Sylvia looked up and saw a tiny line of saliva drip from the young girl's gasping mouth. In an instant Sylvia caught up and they shot their heavy loads simultaneously. Sylvia felt the strong virile squirts pumping deep inside her stretched asshole. It had been years since she'd felt a young girl's first orgasm. Marcia actually felt the cum traveling up her cock and then spurting out into the void of Sylvia's rectum. Because they were cumming together, an instant later it felt like Marcia's cum was coming back out Sylvia's cock to splatter between their heaving bodies. The rhythmic tightening of Syl's experienced sphincter around the base of her cock left Marcia completely drained and breathless. They slumped together. The hot, sticky sperm that coated their two heaving stomachs felt reassuring and comforting as Marcia flew sky high in her post-orgasmic glee. She felt her satisfied cock softening and cried out as her cock slid from its new slippery home. Marcia flopped on top of Sylvia. They gasped for air together. Hot breath and slippery bodies entangled.

Slightly sleepy, Sylvia was stunned to feel Marcia slide down her stomach. She looked down and watched as Marcia traced her tongue from one cooling puddle of cum to another.

"Oh baby-doll that feels so good..."

"Thank you." Marcia whispered as she closed her lips around Sylvia's soft cock. She sucked it quietly for a few minutes and then she pulled back. "Thank you for giving yourself to me and for taking me under your wing and for telling me the truth about my mother and for helping me become the girl she always dreamed I'd become... But now I want to feel what you just felt... I want to feel the complete submission of letting another girlboy slide her cock up my ass and fuck me... to fuck me like a girl, well a girl at first and then to make me a woman... can you help make me a woman?"

Sylvia looked down at the young thing nibbling at her hardening cock. It was starting all over again. Would she be able to walk the straight path and bring another young girl to womanhood? Or would she detour the young thing to the world of servitude and whoring for her own pleasure and wealth. She felt the familiar twinge of excitement travel down her spine, through her slippery bowels and up the length of her now rock-hard cock. She had her answer once again. It was just too bad. Marcia had no idea what she was in for.

She ran her fingers through the young things soft hair.

"Are you sure you want to do this? To become the young lady your mother always imagined you'd become? You know I can never be her but I could try to help if you want."

Sylvia felt little tremors and the warmth of Marcia's tears as she sucked her cock.

"Yes Sylvia, I want to be a woman, more than anything, more than anything in the whole world. Can you help me? Help me to be the woman my mother imagined?"

"Of course my sweet little girl. Are you ready to trust me completely? Some of the things I'll do will seem mean, but you have to trust me. I've been there for so many girls. I've helped so many young things bloom into women. Are you ready to start tonight, or do you want to go home and get some rest, this is a huge step..." Sylvia asked, knowing what the answer would be.

Marcia looked up at Sylvia. "Please lets start now... I didn't really know it until tonight, but this is all I ever wanted, I guess it's all my mother ever wanted too...My father won't even miss me..."

Marcia started crying again.

"Here, here honey, be a good girl for Mistress Sylvia..."

Marcia opened her mouth and sucked Sylvia's hard penis back between her lips, gobbling her cock down her throat. In a few minutes the tears had stopped and she was harshly sucking between panting for breath.

"Now slow down honey, you don't want to make Sylvia cum again in your mouth rather than in your pussy... I love the way your girly mouth feels on my cock, but you need to learn to control your teeth and I need to get you ready, I have a few friends coming over!"

A few minutes later Sylvia was in a soft terry robe while Marcia rocked drunkenlly in her bathtub.

"Now, I love that you started shaving like a good teenager, but there are better ways to get rid of all that icky hair... girls who know, use this..."

Sylvia pulled out a spray bottle that she had been holding behind her back.

"Now watch, we just spray it on, wait a few minutes and then we wash it off."

Sylvia started spraying Marcia's legs and chest.

"I just love the way you shaved your pubes... when we're all done with everything else we'll go back and trim them too... feel the tiny bit of heat? This has some chemicals that make the hair that grows back softer too."

Marcia wrinkled her nose.

"I know it's a little strong babydoll, but you'll be amazed how good it feels when we're done!"

Ten minutes later Sylvia was washing the girl down.

"Why don't you step out, go pee-pee and then get back in and lather up with some soap and then we'll be done..."

Marcia stepped to the toilet, and without hesitating turned and sat, tucking her soft cock down. She tinkled, patted the tip with a little piece of toilet paper and stumbled back into the shower.

Sylvia sat back and watched the young smooth boygirl standing in front of her soap up her tight muscular body. She couldn't help getting aroused and opened her robe to show the beautiful teenager the reaction she was causing.

"Look how hard you're making me... and I'm not even stroking my thing... My friends are going to love you! Ok enough for now..."

Marcia stepped out of the shower and Sylvia wrapped a thick soft towel around the shivering still drunken soft boygirl.

"Let's go into my playroom..." Sylvia gently led Marcia down the hallway. They stepped through the double doors and Marcia took in all the leather covered stands, sawhorses, and raw wooden benches and shuddered slightly.

"Don't worry dear, we're not using most of this tonight, though if you really want to fulfill your destiny, you'll need to spend some time on each piece of apparatus..." Sylvia winked devilishly.

Sylvia walked over to a large wall unit and loudly rummaged through the contents.

"These will be perfect." She turned around holding two large tan blobs. "You need titties and these will work for now, one day we'll get you some nice implants from the same doctor who gave me mine... Drop your towel dear."

Marcia let the towel fall.

"Don't worry the glue is not permanent, though I did play a trick on one of my married closet queens once.... giggle. After I was done fucking him, I acted like the solvent wasn't working..." Sylvia laughed hysterically. "You should've seen his face! He had tremendous breasts, they were specially made for him, if I remember they were triple D-cups! He loved dressing like a school girl, a white shirt that didn't button over his tits, a little pleated skirt, white pantyhose, cotton panties and bra. He loved me to tie him over a sawhorse. I'd rip his pantyhose, tear his white panties open and fuck his tight ass dry. Without telling him, I started to use stay-hard cream so I could ream him for hours." Sylvia's eyes were glossed over. "He's actually a full-time slave now, last I heard his master got him real triple D implants, she wears a school girl outfit all day long now! What a lucky bitch!"

"Anyway... where were we, that's right, here, let's do this." She applied a light coating of the sticky adhesive on the silicone breastforms. She leaned down and blew across Marcia's chest. Little goose bumps erupted all over her and Marcia felt her cock shrivel up even more.

"Don't move honey or you'll have crooked tits! You really can't move them once they're on."

Marcia closed her eyes and waited. She felt the weight applied on one side and then the other. She opened her eyes as Sylvia stepped back.

"Look in the mirror, look at you!"

Marcia turned and felt her breasts shift as she spun around. A little sigh of joy escaped her mouth as she looked at her new body. Her hands went to them, squeezing, kneading them, pinching her large brown nipples.

Her voice cracked as she caressed them. "Thank you Sylvia, thank you... they're huge. How big are they?"

"I thought a little thing like you needed big tits but not huge, so I gave you C-cups. Do you like them?"

"Yessss... I love them. I just... I just wish they were real. I can't believe how good they feel." Marcia shook her tits and felt the tug as their weight pulled at her chest.

She looked in the mirror and under close scrutiny could just make out where the tapered edge of the latex met her smooth skin.

"Don't worry, the outfit I picked out for you will cover the seams perfectly. Come here and turn around."

Marcia did as she was instructed and Sylvia wrapped a black satin and taffeta waist cincher around her. It had large black straps that ran along the sides of her breasts and were joined around her neck by a thick stiff black choker with tiny rhinestones. Marcia noticed it had four chrome rings, one on each side and in the front and in the back.

Sylvia clinked the rings with her fingers and laughed.

"We might need to restrain you in a few different positions! Now take a deep breath, the deepest you can... now hold it."

Marcia felt and heard the cincher tightening with each tug of a lace. With a few quick practiced pulls Sylvia had it as tight as her ribs would let it be drawn. Marcia could barely breathe, but loved what it did to her waist and hips. She was remarkable! Her huge floppy breasts spilled from the front of the cups and to the untrained eye appeared completely genuine. Her waist was tiny, cinched to a remarkable diameter by the tight garment she was wearing. Her tiny waist only accentuated her full hips and curvy backside.

"See, with just a few expert adjustments Miss Sylvia can turn you into a hot little vixen. Let's get your stockings on. Here step into these and I'll help you... Oops wait, you need to put this on first! I'll help you, c'mon one foot there, the other there. Good girl. Now shimmy while I pull them up. Almost.... Now wait. Marcia jumped a little as Sylvia reached under the front of the tight, black, open bottom girdle and pulled her semi-erect cock and smooth balls through before pulling the girdle up and into place. A metal ring that was just a little bit too tight ringed the hole her cock and balls had been pulled through, immediately her cock began to harden. In a few heartbeats it was rock hard and the hole now seemed comically too small.

Sylvia stroked Marcia's hot dry cock. "Ummmm perfect... I love this outfit because it has a built-in cock ring. Now you can't get soft until you cum, which will only make you hornier and hornier as the night goes on!"

She clicked the black plastic clips and the girdle was secured to the waist cincher. Marcia noticed that in addition to the hole in the front, the entire back panel of the girdle was missing, her still alcohol-impaired mind began to race. Was there still time to stop this, to turn back, to return to her regular life? She shook her head as she looked at the sexy thing in the mirror. Sylvia wasn't even done with her and she couldn't believe how good she looked. Her huge tits, sexy hips and ass, tiny waist, long tapered legs, straining, rock-hard penis were fabulous. She wished she could make love to herself!

"Ok honey, let's roll these up your legs and attach them to your garters, actually why don't you do that while I get your shoes."

Sylvia watched as the teenager first rolled the stockings and then carefully slid them up her smooth legs. She was even more surprised to see how easily Marcia clipped on the six thick garters. Marcia smiled as she looked in the mirror and adjusted her seams.

Sylvia turned around holding a pair of high platform shoes with multiple buckled straps.

"Sit. I'll help you put them on. I've always liked looking up at a sexy thing like you from a kneeling position.... giggle."

Marcia sat with her legs crossed and Sylvia clipped the thin straps around her ankles and locked them shut.

"There you go, now stand up and take a few spins around the room."

Sylvia watched, all the while laughing inside, as Marcia staggered around the room, still drunk, trying hard to keep her balance and laughing out loud herself.

"At least she won't be walking too much in those." Sylvia thought to herself.

"OK baby, come back here my little pony girl. Hair and make-up and some last finishing touches and you'll be ready to entertain my friends"

Marcia had stopped and was looking at a saddle hanging off one of the black metal brackets on the wall.

Sylvia read her mind and answered as the question was forming in Marcia's throat.

"No, you won't be wearing that... that's for my special ponies. I don't think you're quite experienced or strong enough yet..."

Sylvia left the 'yet' hanging in the air as Marcia stared at the contraption. It looked like any standard pony saddle but this one had been crafted out of the finest black patent leather and had been polished to an incredible shine. Of course it had one distinct difference from any saddle Marcia had ever seen. In the center of the saddle was an enormous black rubber penis. It had a huge blunt exaggerated cock-head. There were ripples every half-inch or so. With every ripple the dildo got wider and wider until at the base it was almost twice as thick as the tremendous glans. Marcia looked at her distorted reflection in the depths of the black leather.

Sylvia walked up behind Marcia and ran her fingers over the ridge of the saddle. Her fingers lingered on the large dildo.

"See this?" Sylvia held up the wide padded straps, "These go around the pony's waist, this one goes through his or her legs, I think you can figure out where this goes."

Marcia stared at the large rubber cock attached to the strap.

"I only strap this saddle on the most special pony-girls. After the saddle is nice and tight I stuff this monster up the little honey's twat and then buckle it down so it moves when I do. Then I sit on that glorious rubber dong and ride and ride and ride until my pretty pony collapses or I cum!"

"Now let's go back and get you finished."

The two walked back over to the dressing area. Marcia kept looking over her shoulder, she kept thinking about having the saddle on her back, the dildo up her ass while Sylvia rode around like a queen. She knew she wasn't ready for that much tonight, but she also knew she'd want to feel the degradation and submission inherent in being ridden like a pony!

"Snap out of it dear. Here's your wig. I don't want my friends to see you as you really are so there will be less chance you'll be recognized when you are out on the street. Sit while I put it on."

Marcia sat down and tried to relax while Sylvia carefully tucked and pinned her wig in place.

"Done... Look at how much of a sissy-slut you look like now."

Marcia looked in the mirror. Her hair was black with straight blunt cut bangs. She had long ponytails on each side of her head. The shafts of the ponytails were about four inches long and had chrome and black shiny rings around them. The curly puffs at the ends were almost comical. Marcia felt like a poodle puppy.

"Oh you look so cute!"

Marcia looked up as Sylvia reached down. She grabbed the two stalks of hair while pulling Marcia's head down forcefully.

"Ughhhhh!!" Marcia grunted as Sylvia's cock slipped between her lips and instantly gagged her. The wig was pinned in tightly enough that Marcia felt like Sylvia was really pulling her hair!

Sylvia fucked Marcia's startled face for a minute or two before pulling back.

"Ohhh I love that... I just love that. I'm so sorry honey, but I'm having a really hard time concentrating. Anyway here let me do your make-up."

Twenty minutes and they were finally done. She looked in the mirror and once again tried with all her might not to start crying. Her clumsy attempts at make-up had only shown her the shadow of her natural beauty. What Sylvia's expert skills had wrought was amazing to her. Between her hair, her figure and her makeup Marcia looked like a sexy young teen with a whore's need to be noticed and make men instantly hard and eager to fuck her.

She was an incredible butterfly. She spun around slowly, watching as her breasts spun out of view, to her curved backside, to her rock-hard cock, then to her long legs. Marcia's cock had been hard for over an hour now and she watched as a drop of clear pre-cum oozed from the pee-hole in her purple cock-head. She watched herself in the mirror as she traced a finger through the clear spoo and brought the salty drop to her glossy red lips. The taste of her cum was intoxicating.

She wanted to cry from happiness. Never had she thought she could become such a sexed up hottie. It was like a dream come true and she was sniffling but still holding back the tears.

"I don't know what else to say but thank you, I just want to say it over and over again. I'll do anything you want, forever. Just dress me up like this all the time, OK? I feel so incredible. I'm not a little scrawny boy dressed like a woman, I'm a sexy goddess of love. A creature of and for the flesh. I can feel the heat radiating off me!"

"You'll get your chance to do everything you want. And don't worry about thanking me. I'll take my payment in mutual pleasure. We just have one more thing to do. Come here." She opened a wall unit. Marcia looked at all of the dildos, vibrators, whips, handcuffs, clamps, and bungie cords!

"Now is the time to be honest honey. Have you had anything up that tight sexy twat of yours?"

Marcia looked down embarrassed.

"Be proud dear, you're with a friend who knows all about a girlieboy's needs. I know everything you've felt and everything you'll feel. Tell me... c'mon."

Marcia looked up, "For a few weeks I used one of my mom's perfume bottles. It looked so smooth, and the shape was perfect..."

Her confession bubbled out faster and faster. "It looked just like a big glass penis, and it felt so good slipping into me too. But then it was too small and one day in the bath I saw a shampoo bottle and it was so big and smooth and all the warm water had me thinking nothing but sexy thoughts. I spread my legs and started rubbing it between my asscheeks and then I pushed and pushed. It felt so good, it hurt and stung but then I just sat on it in the tub, the whole thing slid in. I was so full, I went to stroke my clit, and I shot a huge stream of cum across the room. Now I use that almost every day"

Sylvia held up a black rubber thing. "Is your shampoo bottle bigger or smaller than this?"

"Bigger" Marcia whispered.

"Bigger" she said.... Again and again.

Surprised, Sylvia looked at the young thing sitting with her legs crossed in front of her.

Finally she asked, "How about this one?"

"That's a little bigger. What is that?" Marcia asked.

"Well, what do you think it is?"

Marcia laughed, and looked at the strange thing's shape. "I don't know, some thing to do with a trailer hitch?"

Sylvia yelped, and then laughed so hard tears rolled down her cheeks. After a few minutes Sylvia took a few deep breaths and held up her fingers in a circle. "Imagine this is your tight little cunny hole, though after hearing about the shampoo bottle I bet it's not quite as tight as I thought. Anyway this is your hole, this is called a plug. I lube you up and then slide this between your cheeks."

She slid the plug through the 'o' of her fingers. See the way it gets bigger and bigger than gets small again?" She closed her fingers around the thin spot. She pointed to the wide flared base. "See this base thingie? This is so it doesn't disappear up your cunny, because eventually I'm gonna yank this baby out and stuff something hot and meaty in it's place."

Marcia was biting her lip with anxiety.

"Don't do that dear you'll ruin your lipstick."

Sylvia held up what looked like a feather duster.

Marcia was embarrassed but answered anyway, "I guess some kind of duster?"

This time Sylvia didn't laugh quite so hard. "Well, I've had bad girls use it like a feather duster, but the only things they could dust were about three feet off the ground. No dear, this is your tail! Isn't it cute? It matches your wig, same color hair and curls. See the plug and the tail click together like this."

Now Marcia understood. "Why are you doing this?"

"Oh silly, this is just part of your training, tonight you're gonna be my sexy little puppy, and me and my friends are going to hump you like your our little bitch. But first I need to finish getting you ready and then I still need to get dressed to party myself! Now climb up her and stick that sexy little ass of yours in the air."

Sylvia patted what looked like an examination table. Marcia climbed up and assumed the position.

"It'll probably be easier if you put your head and shoulders down. Now spread your legs a little, let your feet dangle off the edges of the table. Mmmm, what a sexy ass. The thought of a big plastic shampoo bottle stuffed up this little twat makes me shiver!"

Marcia heard a loud squirt of liquid and a second later jumped as Sylvia started spreading the cool lube between her cheeks.

"Here comes a finger sissy..." she slid one in and twirled it around in larger and larger circles.

Marcia felt incredibly turned on, but felt a bit sad that her first time wasn't a bit more romantic, softer, with more cuddles. This night was turning out to be more than she had imagined even in her darkest fantasies. She couldn't put her finger on it but she had a feeling something important was missing. The problem was that between the alcohol she'd be drinking and the cockring and the constant emphasis on looking sexy, she was feeling a little lost. She had a nagging sense that she was watching a movie. That this was not the real Marcia.

"Now another." Sylvia had two fingers up Marcia's ass and was scissoring them back and forth slowly stretching the teenager's ass.

Five minutes later Sylvia had four fingers stuffed between Marcia's trembling cheeks and she was twisting and spinning them in wide circles.

Marcia whispered, her voice cracking, "It hurts a little, it's really stinging, and throbbing."

"Well let's move on then." Sylvia squirted another glob of lube into her palm and asked Marcia to turn around. "Look, this thing is going up your little cunny."

Marcia shook her head and looked down.

Sylvia cupped Marcia's painfully hard prick while pressing the tip of the plug to her tender anus.

"Here it goes dear... remember to push out, just like you're going to the bathroom."

Marcia took a deep breath and pushed, grunting as Sylvia plunged the butt plug deeper and deeper.

Marcia could feel each rib pass through her stretched anus, and then slide into her rectum. Sylvia was gently squeezing her cock, and Marcia thought she was going to cum. She reached down pushing her hand away. "It feels too good... don't rub my clitty too!"

"Another two inches dear. Push back, I want you to take it yourself. I'm gonna hold it still I want you to keep rocking backwards until you take it all."

Marcia rocked backwards and howled out as the pain increased with each fraction of an inch. She felt sweat running down her back and tasted a drip of sweat as it ran into her mouth.

"C'mon push back sugar. Take it you bitch, take your plug. You can't get fucked until you take this... just another big push and it'll slide in."

Marcia closed her eyes and pushed back, she felt her ass twitch around the ribbed monster and then relent. Her asshole contracted wildly as the thin part of the plug settled into place. She thought she had felt full when she sat on the shampoo bottle, but this was completely different. The bottle had been smooth and round, this thing up her ass was ribbed and it seemed to be teasing her tender insides. Sylvia released the plug and immediately Marcia felt the weight of her 'tail' pulling at her insides. She clenched her cheeks together and she felt her tail move up and down. Sylvia was giggling.

She walked around to the side of Marcia and patted her on the head.

"What a good puppy... wag your tail, like a good little doggy."

Marcia looked up and sinking deeper into her submission, tightened and loosened her stretched ass three times in quick succession. She felt the thick rubber plug shift around and once again she thought she was going to cum!

"Look at yourself. Look in the mirror when you do that." Sylvia hissed.

Marcia looked at the huge wall mirror and shook her ass while twitching her tail up and down.

She looked at her big ponytail 'ears', her full tits, her cock, her 'tail' and the incredibly sexy outfit she was wearing. She started mewing and swiveling her hips in wide circles, each time her tail swung around the ribs of the plug seemed to electrify the walls of her rectum. She reached down and touched the tip of her all but forgotten cock. A huge drop of pre-cum oozed out. She ran her slippery hand down her shaft and shook her ass again.

"Ughhhhhhhhh!"

"Baaaad girl!" she heard the motion before she felt the sting of Sylvia's hand on her ass.

Marcia pulled her hand away from her penis.

"Open up." Sylvia pressed her cockhead to Marcia's still-opening lips. She grabbed her ponytails and began fucking the young transvestite's willing mouth. "Show me how much you love sucking my dick my little bitch. Wag your tail as I fuck your mouth, I wanna see it wagging up and down and around in circles."

Marcia swiveled her hips in wide circles while squeezing the unyielding rubber plug up her ass. She could feel the soft curly hair of her tail swishing around on the exposed part of her ass.

Sylvia was complementing her mouth as well as the motion of her tail. "What a good little puppy... you love this don't you... just moan 'yes'," Marcia gagging on Sylvia's curved prick and gurgled 'yessssss' around the pistoning shaft of her mistress.

After a few minutes Sylvia pulled back abruptly. Marcia looked up at her with pure lust. She could feel her own saliva running down her chin!

"Well, I need to get ready before our guests come over, and of course we can't leave you alone, you might do something nasty. Up on all fours, hands in front of you, right just like that." Sylvia wrapped a chrome leash around her wrists and then looped it through two metal rings on the side of the table. "Now you can't do anything with your hands, but we need to make sure you don't use your tail like a bad doggy." She looped a rough leather strip through the front ring around her neck. She pulled it back between Marcia's legs carefully wrapping it around the base of her cock, then between her balls before tying it off tightly above her head. Marcia tried to relax and felt the strap cut against her balls and cock.

"See, now you can't move, until I'm ready for you... Oh yeah, one more thing!" Sylvia said with glee. She reached between Marcia's cheeks and with a click a muffled throb issued from deep within the teenagers rectum.

"Doesn't that feel incredible? It's a double rotating vibrator, it has TWO motors, spinning in opposite directions! It's amazing what some of my clients are capable of when faced with the inability to pay me for my company... enjoy." She patted Marcia on the top of the head and walked away.

"Oh fuuuuuuuuuck! You can't leave me like this! Please!!!" Marcia pleaded with Sylvia.

The light went off and the door closed, Marcia was left with the sounds of her own panting, harsh breaths and the quiet buzz of the buttplug rotating deep in her ass.