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Becoming A She-Males Bitch Ch. 02

Date: 24.09.2007

Keywords: 02, She-Males, Becoming, Ch., Bitch, A,

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After last nights ordeal I was given something to drink and taken to a bedroom upstairs. What I drank must have had some kind of drug in it because I was knocked out. I bet I was asleep in just a couple of minutes. I barely even remember lying down.

When I woke up I was naked, sore as hell and felt very dirty. I looked around the room and noticed it was definitely a girl's bedroom. It was painted pink and had pictures of naked men on the walls. There was a four-post canopy bed, a make up table, a fancy dresser and a lot of flowers in the room. I got up to find the bathroom and I pushed open a door, which went into a huge walk-in closet. The only thing in the closet was a short white flower print summer dress and a pair of white shoes. The next door I opened was the bathroom, which I needed to use badly. I sat down and I was so tired I just noticed I still had the fake nails, fake breast and makeup on. I looked around the room as I relieved myself and saw the bathroom was also painted pink and was decorated in a very feminine manner. I noticed the shower curtain had a flower print and the towels matched the color of the flowers. I got up and looked in the mirror as I washed my hands. I looked like a whore who had worked a party and had been fucked all night. As sore as I was, I felt that way too. I looked to my side to see Kim standing in the doorway with a big smile on her face.

She walked up behind me, took off my fake breast and told me to take a quick shower. I asked her about what she said when it came to working for her as her bitch. She told me if I complied with all of her commands it would not be long, but if I didn't do what she said she would make it last a long time. I was advised to hurry up because we had things to do. I washed as quickly as I could but being so sore and still having fake nails on, it wasn't easy. When I got out Kim handed me a towel and told me to dry off. Kim dried me off, turned me around and placed the fake breast on me. She gave me a bra and panties and had me put them on. Kim had to assist me with the bra. I was then ordered to walk into the closet and get into the dress and shoes. She did a quick makeup job on my face and combed out my hair. I asked her what we had to do and I was told I would find out in due time.

We walked downstairs and out to the garage. I heard the locks open on the red corvette we rode in last night and Kim told me to get in. I said how I don't like being dress up like a girl and really don't want to go out into public. I was reminded that my cooperation would shorten the time I would have to do this, or I could leave the house as is and the film would go world wide. I reluctantly got in the car and noticed the convertible top was opening up. I wondered to myself, what will I have to do to get out of this or if it will ever end? She had me over a barrel and she knew it. We rode around downtown for a while and I didn"t know if people were staring at us because of Kim, the car or me. I didn't know if I looked like a girl or a guy in drag. I lowered the visor checking for a mirror. There was one, and I saw Kim had done a good enough job to pass as a girl. It didn't do much for my masculinity since she made me look like a girl that easily. When Kim saw me look in the mirror she smiled and said, " good, your acting like a girl already and we just started. I think you were really meant to be a girl and that's what you have always wanted."

That snapped me back to reality and I protested to what she said. She told me she saw it from the start and that's why she picked me. I stewed at what she said and just looked away from her. "You even pout like a girl." Kim said as she laughed. That burned me up even more but there was nothing I couldn't do anything about it. I noticed the area we were riding in was changing from downtown to an upscale neighborhood made up of large brick colonial homes. Kim told me we had time to kill and riding around downtown was just an introduction to being a girl in public.

"In public?" I asked as we pulled into a driveway of one of the colonial homes. She didn't even acknowledge me and drove around to the back of the house.

She told me to get out and I saw two men looking at me. Both men were slim, athletic and clean cut. One was about 5' 7", short brown hair, wearing tight jeans shorts and a tight black t-shirt. The other had blond hair, stood about 5'9" with khaki cargo shorts and a button down yellow shirt not tucked in. They looked me over. The guy in the jeans said to Kim as she got out of the car, " You were right, she is a beautiful. Her raw materials are great but there is definitely some work to do." The blond told me his name was John and his friends name was Dino. I was introduced to them as Gina, which caught me by surprise.

We all walked inside and I was led to the basement, which looked like a small beauty salon. It had professional style hair dryers, barber chairs, mirrors with bright lights, a massage table, and lots of cosmetics. I noticed a room with tanning beds, and another room with a whirl pool/hot tub. I heard them tell Kim what they would need to do to me. I was opening my mouth to protest and Kim gave me an evil stare, which let me know to keep my mouth shut. The first thing they did was giving me a full body wax. Then I received electrolysis to the little hair I had on my face and they shaped my eyebrows. When they finished, they applied facial cream and put me in some kind of wrap. I was told this was to make my skin soft, smooth and silky. Once I was fully wrapped up I was told to watch the instructional film on the monitor in front of me. The film was called "An introduction on how to be lady." It went over walking, talking, dressing and acting like a lady. It included mannerisms, make-up and accessorizing. When that film ended another one started, which was an introduction into seducing men. This included stripping, erotic zones, blowjobs and talking dirty.

Shortly after that film ended Dino returned and removed the wrap and the facial cream. My stomach was growling since I had not eaten since last night. Dino had me put on my panties and shoes and walked upstairs to a sunroom, which had four place settings with salads at each place. Kim and John were already sitting there waiting for Dino and I. I went to sit down and Kim told me before I could eat I had to be tested on the video's I watched. I had to stand, pose, walk and talk like a girl as I answered their questions. The three of them quizzed me and they must have been well-designed films because even though I did not try to remember what they said, I retained most of the information. They were pleased with what I remembered but were constantly giving pointers on how to act like a girl. I thought the test was over when Kim told me that was just the memory portion. I had to show how I could put what I learned into practical application. Once again Kim reminded me on my obligation to do as I am told without and discussion or complaints.

I then had to get on my knees and crawl over to where Dino was sitting. He stood up and as I removed his pants, his cock flopped out of his tight jeans and hit me in the face. They laughed at this since I pulled back with shock. I then closed my eyes because I didn't want to see what I was about to do. I wanted to imagine anything I could to take my mind as far away as I could. I was instructed to keep my eyes open and look at his cock and cup his balls with my hands. I lightly kissed the head of his cock and it started to get hard. I slowly licked the length of his cock from his balls to the top. Once there I swirled my tongue around the head and slid my lips onto his cock. I started working up and down his shaft taking a little more each time. After taking about five inches I started having a hard time taking more. They gave me some pointers and I was able to take in a little more. I caressed his balls with one hand while stoking his cock with the other hand as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft. I started to pick up the pace until he told me he was about to cum.

He said, "Start swallowing," and started shooting cum into my mouth and down my throat. Him telling me when to swallow helped me not be surprised and it all went straight down. I had to give both John and Kim blowjobs before I was allowed to sit and eat lunch. While we ate they explained how to know when to start swallowing and how to position to swallow more cock. Every time I started to slip out of character, they made sure I knew it and corrected me.

After lunch I was taken back to the salon where I had to lay on a table on my back and raise my knees. John inserted an inflatable butt plug and gave it a few pumps. This not only spread the diameter of my ass in felt deeper with each pump. Then John told Kim about a brand new kind of breast forms with a special adhesive. This adhesive is supposed to hold until a special lotion is used to remove them. It is also made not to hurt or irritate the skin. These are supposed to be the closest things to real breast without getting implants. Kim told them to go for it so they put on the adhesive, pressed the breast on my chest, then applied a strap to hold them in place while they set. Every few minutes they gave the butt plug a few more pumps. Once I looked like the discomfort was going away they pumped it up more. Soon I could feel it pressing deep inside of me. Once John felt the straps could be removed they removed both the butt plug and the breast straps. John manhandled the breast to make sure they were on right. I was told to get off the table and jump up and down. He even pulled, tugged and squeezed them and the adhesive held.

Now was the time to have my hair and nails done. They washed, highlighted and cut my hair. It was still long but it was definitely a girl"s haircut. Next Dino applied my make-up explaining everything he was doing so I could do it myself. John gave me a pedicure and a manicure.

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Keywords: 02, She-Males, Becoming, Ch., Bitch, A,

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