5 comments/ 65310 views/ 17 favorites Developing Emma By: Sputnik57 Living alone since the age of 18, he could not hide his true feelings to be a girl; was so effeminate. As time went by, dressing up at home was not enough. He longed to go out as a girl; only then would he be free. Despite these longings, a strict conforming to the norm was adhered to, and even though now living independently, a veil was cast over 'Emma'; but an inner yearning burned within and would ensure the release of that alter ego. That release would also be ironic, as it would lead to a life of submissive slavery. A pair of soft printed cotton panties and the girly attire, previously secreted away from his sister's wardrobe kept surfacing amongst other masculine clothes; the urge to put them on was just too great. The girly feel of the panties took control; the sparse clothing was a little ragged now, more items were required; how to acquire them? It was one of those large stores all set out on one floor, with male and female items converging in the middle. A large and haughty Manageress watched with intent as a somewhat delicate looking male hovered on the periphery; eyes obviously wandering to view the attire of the opposite gender. She had seen this person in the store on prior occasions, and noticed the attraction to feminine items; he could be a candidate for the syndicate of friends who employed her in a shady life beyond the store. A wicked grin stretched her red lips as the candidate plucked up the courage to move over to the female section. The buxom woman strutted over on patent stilettos, her positive walk oozing feminine authority. He was just looking at a pair of silky gold panties with matching corset and garter belts when the formidable woman descended upon him, positioning herself as to trap him between racks of feminine items. "Looking for something for a wife or girlfriend are we?" He first went cold and felt like a criminal, or schoolboy caught by the headmistress, doing something he shouldn't. He gasped as the smiling woman's breasts heaved in her tight white silk blouse; the smile almost a sneer, his cock stirred a little as the woman's air of authority emanated her natural dominance. He tried to reply but his voice broke in the wake of her supreme presence; he thought about leaving, but she sensed this and gripped his hand; his cock stiffened as he felt her take control of him. She spoke softly but firmly now. "I'll bet she's about the same shape and size as you, isn't she?" The voice was telling him, not asking him. Her grip tightened as she stood tall, feet close together her tight calves clad in black stockings. He almost whimpered his response. "Yes... she is." The formidable woman turned slightly and nodded to two equally dominant looking female store assistants who had been watching, their arms crossed in matronly fashion; they winked at her and disappeared as if to order. His captor resumed her grip. "Why don't we go and try some things on; I'll tell you how they'd look on a woman, you needn't be embarrassed, I've had lots of men try things this way." Before he could respond she was pulling silky items from the displays with her free hand. He glanced around; there was no-one else about. His cock buzzed as he saw that this woman would have it no other way; what the hell, no-one else wold know. She picked up the garments he'd nodded approval to and ushered him forward. "Let's go to the cubicles now." He watched her large but firm arse wiggle in the tight black skirt; her legs and heels not helping him disguise his now full erection. She passed articles to him before he drew the curtain and stepped away, so as to make him thing she could not see him strip. She smiled victoriously as she peeped through a hidden vantage point behind the cubicle; the sweet printed cotton panties which he took off and hurriedly hid beneath his jeans gave the game away completely, and confirmed her hunch. Not only that, he had a delicate shape too; he would make a fine sissy for a dominant male. As he gingerly tried on the alluring underwear she came back and pulled the curtain. He blushed red as she stood with her arms crossed surveying him. "Oh, they look really nice on you, so I'm sure 'she' will appreciate them." Her sarcastic emphasis on the 'she' was not lost on him, but he continued to play the game; this had been a real thrill. "Err... yes, I like... I mean, she will like them." The buxom woman cast her net. "If you come back tomorrow, I'll have some very special things for you -- half price." He nodded in the affirmative as he pulled the curtain and changed back. He could not believe his luck; neither could the woman as she gave him the package and bid him farewell till tomorrow. As soon as she left she took out her cellphone. "Be here tomorrow Kurt, I have one for you." The lush feel of the silky panties was overwhelming; even after his spent balls were drained for the fourth time there was no sating his urge to return to the store and that woman who had controlled him so easily. The reflection in the mirror was so 'Emma'; the vision so strikingly effeminate, enhanced by the luxurious lingerie. Tomorrow could not come soon enough. It was with little trepidation that he entered the store again the following day; there, this time dressed entirely in black, was the buxom matronly woman, oozing dominance. The figure sent a shiver down his spine as she sneered victoriously at the return of this feeble male; he wondered about the significance of her being dressed in black, little did he know it was to signify the funeral of his old persona forever. Once again the two equally dominant looking assistants looked him up and down with sheer contempt, before smiling knowingly at the formidable woman and disappearing elsewhere. His cock immediately stiffened as the woman took his hand; somehow taking complete command of him with the deftest of touches, leading him away to a large cubicle at the rear of the store. She smiled and rubbed her legs together urgently as she watched his eyes light up at the sight of lacy, silky white lingerie and black stockings laid out for him. He was so overwhelmed by the sight he took no notice of there being another door to the rear of the cubicle. The feel of the sheer stockings on his legs had his cock rigid; he slid the cool silky panties on to hide his excitement. The woman rubbed her bulging and aroused pussy as she peeped in at her prize as two large and shady figures passed her, going to the rear of the cubicle. As he stood in the cubicle, erect and excited at the look and feel of the white silk, the dominant woman whisked the curtain to one side and stood smiling menacingly at her new sissy-to-be. "Are you ready to begin your journey?" She sneered as he gave a look of complete bewilderment as the door opened behind him and two large males entered; both wore veil-like masks over the lower halves of their faces, one carried lengths of silky cord, the other carried a large wad of cotton wool in a soft cloth. A strange antiseptic odour came from the wad and permeated the room. He froze in fear as he was grabbed by the man with the cords. As the man with the wad lifted his arm, the woman intervened with a wicked smile. "Wait, that stuff smells so foul; I want our sissy to have sweet dreams as she is taken away." He struggled and trembled in fear as he was held secure by the big man. Both males chuckled as the dominant woman put her hand up her tight skirt and slipped her silken black panties down her formidable stocking clad thighs and calves. She deftly flipped the panties up to her hand from her sleek black stiletto and approached the sissy; a wet patch evident around the crotch. Though sacred beyond belief, his erection stiffened as he was held firm by the burly man, and the smiling woman wrapped the black panties about his head, ensuring the soiled gusset was over his nose. His captors laughed as the woman stroked his stiff cock through the white silk, as he took in the rich womanly scent through the black silk; the aroma of her mature pussy intoxicating, blending with the spicy tang of a mature and dominant woman's perfumed anus. "Sweet dreams sissy, I'll see you again on the other side." The last thing he heard was her wicked laugh and the clack of her stilettos as she left; his cock pulsed with a mixture of fear wonder, as he was held even firmer while the wad was applied to the silk. His head swam as the divine scent of the woman who had captured him blended with the strange antiseptic smell from the wad. The black silk got blacker as the woman's wicked laugh seemed to return and haunt him; a fizz bubbled up his sissy legs and body as the darkness came; when he awoke he would be Emma forever. Developing Emma Ch. 02 She awoke to the sickly smell of a woman's perfume; the silky stockings were still there, but Emma was now naked apart from a chiffon negligee, her hands bound behind her back. The voice of the woman broke the silence. "Hello again 'Emma'; that's a very pretty name you've chosen for yourself, we shall soon have you worthy of being Emma, and you'll soon know your place amongst men, and women." The woman was sat with her legs crossed in a throne-like chair, no store clothes now, she wore a one-piece black leather bodice which accentuated her mature curves exquisitely, and black seamed pantie hose displaying the full glory of her long legs. Emma's sissy cock stiffened against the chiffon, scared as she was. The domme smiled as she spoke again. "That drug is a wonderful thing; you've told me everything whilst in a trance. I know you're submissive, I know you want to be a girl; I know you are really Emma inside. We are going to help you realise all your dreams. You are ours now; you will become Emma completely over the coming months. You will then realise someone else's dreams; you will be sold to a suitor." She laughed at the look of distress on the sissy's face as a large burly and naked male walked in. Emma's cock stiffened as she felt truly submissive and vulnerable now. The domme strutted over to Emma, stood behind her and held her head up as she knelt trembling. "This is Kurt, he is one of many men who will master you and train you. You will now suck his cock for the first time." The big male did not smile; he slapped Emma's face making her eyes water as he toyed with his large cock as it stiffened at the prospect of a new sissy. Emma sniffed at the manly scent of his bulbous and sticky bell end, as he put his hand behind her head. The domme watched intently sneering and excited. "You lick it nicely first little sissy. I want you to savour the taste of a real man; you'll swallow his seed too; every last drop." Poor Emma licked at the hardening bell end, making Kurt shudder and gasp with pleasure. This was truly a sweet sissy and he would enjoy training and breaking her. Emma trembled with fear and was so ashamed when the domme pointed out her stiff and erect sissy cock. "Oh what a dear little sissy you are going to be; I think you know your place already!" Kurt pushed his stiff cock between Emma's sweet lips, into the hot softness of her mouth. She gagged a little as the large veined cock probed back and forth. Emma cried sweet tears and dribbled as Kurt applied his urgent member relentlessly. Emma's bottom tingled and her sissy cock pulsed as she was used for the first time. Her tears pleased Kurt, and his cock soon buzzed with erotic pleasure. His balls tightened as he looked down in ecstasy at the sweet sissy that was now his. Emma now sucked on the large cock lovingly; she was truly beginning to know her place, her anus tingled tightened as Kurt moaned in ecstasy and shot his first globule of hot semen. He held Emma's head firm as he delivered; there was no escape for her. Emma gagged a little more as she gulped and swallowed the hot salty cum. Kurt roared and spent again and again, his white cream dribbled down Emma's chin as she struggled to swallow it all. Sated, Kurt pulled his glistening cock from the sissy's mouth; cum dribbled from the end of his cock. The domme slapped Emma. "Lick that cock clean, I'll have no mess!" Kurt smiled as Emma's tongue lapped delicately at the dribbling salty morsel from his still firm bell-end. She yelped as the domme whipped her sweet little arse with a cane, just for good measure. Kurt laughed and wiped the dribble of cum from Emma's chin with a finger, then had her lick that clean too. Kurt was more than pleased. "Well done Elaine! This one will make a very sweet sissy indeed. She'll have the full treatment as soon as possible; I can't wait to see her in a few months, her pussy will be very inviting when she's ready." Kurt left the room and Elaine took Emma to the wash rooms to prepare her for her first treatments. The wash rooms were immense, including a Turkish bath area. Emma was handed to two dominant looking young females who bathed her and powdered her dry. Under Elaine's supervision she was taken to a room and laid on a soft bed. The giggling girls lifted Emma's sissy cock and balls, creamed them and shaved off every last bit of hair; her legs were given the same treatment. One of the girls smiled wickedly as she picked up a pot of cream; Elaine and the other girl held poor Emma down as the cream was applied to her sissy cock and balls, chest, arms and legs. Emma writhed in pain as the cream stung like hell, especially around her sissy balls, making her cry like a baby, much to the delight of the females. The cream would ensure that no hair grew back for some considerable time. The pain subsided and the girls dabbed away Emma's tears. Elaine took five tablets from a huge apothecary jar and made Emma swallow them. "You'll have these twice a day for the next three months. You'll see the benefit of them quite quickly. You are going to be such a pretty sissy." Emma had no idea what the tablets were, she was in no state to refuse them. She was then taken to her bed chamber. Elaine looked very stern as she pulled three items from a drawer; one was a large blue tablet which Emma was made to swallow. The second was a tiny cock cage. Emma whimpered as the girls looked on delightedly as her hairless white sissy cock was caged. "We'll have no masturbating, except to order. You'll cum when I say so and at no other time." Elaine smiled wickedly as she showed the sissy the other object. It was a vicious looking butt plug. "This will prepare your bottom for its future service; you will learn to enjoy the feeling. Poor Emma was held down and cried like a baby again as the plug and her anus were greased; the plug squeezed home by her dominant mistress. Emma sobbed as her tight little anus clenched at the spiteful plug. Her sissy cock stiffened as best it could in the cage. The invading plug teased her bottom sweetly; she was truly well on her way to sissyhood now. Emma awoke in the softness of her silk sheets and wondered what the day would bring; her sissy cock bulged and dribbled sticky pre-cum through the outlet of her cage as she thought of sucking Kurt's cock; her tight little anus clenched and released at the plug, which acted like a comforter. Elaine was right, Emma was beginning to enjoy the plug and as she tried to rub her confined cock, she imagined the plug to be Kurt's cock; how she wanted to cum! The blue pill she had been given would keep her little cock hard in the cage and make her yearn to orgasm. This would make her extra obedient and willing to please in any way; her submissive side was taking control of her, as much as Elaine was. She quivered with fear and anticipation as Elaine and one of the dominant maids came in. Emma's anus tingled excitedly as she was made to kneel in a corner whilst the haughty Elaine inspected her bed-sheets. Elaine made sure the sissy had a good view of her buxom behind as she bent over, legs and seams rigidly straight, wicked cane under one arm. The dominant maid smiled wickedly and pointed to a small patch on the sheets. "What's this? You naughty girl, you've messed on the sheets. Come and lie face down on the bed this instance. You shall have a thrashing before breakfast." Emma did as she was told and lay prostrate on the bed. The maid lifted the sissy's middle and a pillow was pushed under her, lifting her sweet white cheeks invitingly, ready for the wicked bite of the cane. Before Emma could think, she heard the whoosh of the rattan and squealed with pain as her white cheeks blushed a pink and then red line across her sissy bottom. Again, Emma cried like a baby as the fiercely dominant woman delivered the stinging cane six times; oh how it hurt, and how she wanted to cum now, her sissy cock ready to explode. Elaine had Emma kneel and kiss her feet whilst she thanked her for the caning, and then the tearful sissy was taken to the wash-room by the smiling and contented maid. Washed and fed, her pills taken, Emma was led into a large room where Elaine awaited her. The room was ringed with seats which were occupied by many males, some business suited, others casually dressed, all wore masks, some simple, some distinctly sinister. The centre of the room was furnished with large futons on which maids lay casually. Emma was naked except for the chiffon negligee and a hubbub of approval reverberated from the watching males as the increasingly dainty sissy was walked to her beckoning mistress. Elaine showed the sissy a mean but pretty corset which was wrapped around Emma's white hairless body as she knelt before her mistress and a maid. The laces were threaded through and Elaine took great pleasure in putting her foot in Emma's back as she pulled the corset tighter and tighter. Emma fought for breath as the corset squeezed her waist to a tiny width. The effect of the corset also accentuated her sweet bottom, making her look even more girly. At the top end, any spare soft flesh was pushed up, giving the effect of small breasts. Emma was then collared and leashed and paraded round in a circle before the males, some of whom masturbated openly as they viewed the sissy. One of the males waved a wad of notes at Elaine, who then invited him into the centre of the room as the others cheered and applauded. Emma was made to kneel before him; he dropped his trousers and pants, revealing an erect cock. Elaine stood close with her cane and Emma tingled all over as she sucked cock for the second day in succession. The male was not teasing like Kurt, and soon came as Emma's soft lips and warm tongue massaged the aching bell-end. He grunted and shuddered as the pretty corseted sissy kneeled submissively and gently sucked the cream from him. He stroked her soft face and had a squeeze of her soft bottom before re-joining the circle. The murmurs continued amongst the males as the maid painted Emma's finger and toe-nails sissy pink, before applying make-up to her soft little face. A long flowing wig of a similar hair colour was produced and fitted. Elaine smiled triumphantly as she wheeled a full length mirror up to the sissy and had her look at her reflection. Emma gasped as she saw herself for the first time; the first part of her transformation had been achieved, she was truly effeminate now. She was still admiring her curves when a cheer went up from the males. Kurt had entered the room, naked. Elaine took a tiny key from a chain about her neck and undid the sissy's cage. Emma was turned to face Kurt and their cocks rose in unison. Emma's little bottom tingled as she thought of sucking that cock again. Kurt's cock stiffened as he viewed the transformed sissy with disbelief; he would not have her suck him this time. Emma's little cock poked upright with excitement, her little pink bell-end glistening with lubrication. Kurt embraced her, put his hand down to the crack of her sweet cheeks, and eased the butt plug out from her anus. Every male in the audience now toyed with their stiff and excited cocks as they watched the spectacle unfold; a spectacle they had witnessed many times before. Emma gasped as she realised she was not to suck Kurt. Her anus, now free of the invading plug, clenched and opened with sweet anticipation. Kurt looked at the sissy as he first sniffed the plug, and then licked it clean. His large cock dribbled as he put his hand down the cleft of her buttocks, making her tremble as he eased a finger into her soft inviting arsehole. Emma clenched on the finger and her sissy cock buzzed and pulsed as Kurt smiled wickedly at her. He was going to fuck her. Developing Emma Ch. 03 As Kurt caressed Emma's sweetly pronounced bottom, she realised she had never felt so feminine before, despite her newly freed cock standing stiff in nervous anticipation. She looked at the powerful male and the leering male audience; the few females there would now witness her being used as a woman. Kurt's large stiff cock rubbed against her belly as he moved her round to a large and convenient futon, stroking her soft and slender hairless arms as he savoured the sweetness of her. He had her kneel in the middle of the futon, and then pushed her forward, the soft fabric seemed to engulf her, making her feel helpless, her pretty round bottom up in the air for all to see. Emma shivered as she waited expectantly for the harsh intrusion of his hard manhood; she gasped as a warm tongue lapped at the back of her balls, then lapped softly at her anus. Emma's cock stiffened like never before at the sensation; she was really enjoying the feeling and beginning to feel at home with being watched by so many people, she could see many of the eager males watching her intently from the circle, working stiff cocks which she had excited. She then felt Kurt's arms about her newly slender waist; her bottom tingled and tensed as she waited to be penetrated for the first time. She gave out a little cry as Kurt's hand grabbed her stiff and dribbling cock, much to the delight of the men in the circle who murmured their appreciation. As he stroked Emma's cock she felt the warmth of his masculine body move against her soft bottom; he squeezed her waist. "You're mine now sissy, I want you to squeal nicely for the gentlemen; one of them is going to buy you when you've become a complete sissy. This is just a taste of what you can expect." Emma did not need to be prompted to squeal at his next action; she cried out in very girly fashion as Kurt thrust his stiff cock deep into poor Emma's sissy pussy without warning. Though Emma had worn a butt-plug and become accustomed to it, there was no comparison with the thrusting, living thing that was pushed a good four inches into her tight little rectum without warning. Kurt sniggered as the sissy he held so firmly wailed in pain until her little bottom eventually loosened its natural grip on the invading cock. Tears flowed from Emma's soft brown eyes as Kurt probed deeper and deeper with each muscular stroke. Then, as her anal muscles relaxed and accepted the rigid phallus, she tingled all over in sissy heaven as she began to enjoy being fucked for the first time. As Kurt eased back and forth he lifted one hand from her tight girly waist and began to stroke her cock, which had become just a little flaccid with the shock of being penetrated. Emma's little cock soon stiffened as she felt Kurt's hot breath on her neck, and she began to bask in submissive pleasure as she was pumped like a bitch and saw the viewing gentlemen pleasing themselves as they leered at her. Emma pulled her arms back on the futon, in complete submission to the cock which now stroked relentlessly back and forth, right up to the hilt. Emma was ready to come as she felt hairy masculine balls slap hers as the muscular male grunted with pleasure on top of her, owning her. He felt her little cock pulse and knew she was close to complete submission. Kurt squeezed her waist and her cock and grunted his command. "Come for me now sissy, if you don't come before I do, I'll have Elaine thrash you in front of our guests." The thought of being caned by Elaine in front of so many middle-aged men was almost worth holding back for, but the thought of the buxom women humiliating her also pushed the sissy beyond the point of self-control; his stiff and eager cock now slipped sweetly I and out of her newly created pussy, his large hand manipulated her buzzing sissy cock which now went into a spasm of pleasure. She was his, owned, used and abused, watched by a crowd of men and a handful of dominant women. She viewed the wicked perverted smiles of the men as she moaned uncontrollably and shot her cream all over the futon; again and again she spurted as she wallowed in submissive heaven. Kurt released her cock and gripped her waist after she had drained her balls. He made her shudder as he groaned loudly and bucked fiercely, pumping his seed deep into the soft sissy's pussy as she lay, used for the first time. She sighed softly as she heard many of the men in the crowd grunt as they too enjoyed her first fuck. As the weeks went by, Emma was subjected to many rituals before a crowd of masked leering males. Each day she was kept caged and plugged; her dosage of pills never forgotten. Each day Emma felt more and more feminine; one morning Elaine had her stripped naked except for cage and plug, and led her before a full length mirror. Emma now understood more than ever just why she felt the way she did. Elaine smiled victoriously as the sissy saw with her own eyes just why she had almost forgotten she was ever a male; her hair had grown rapidly and a just a little make up from the maids, had her looking just like a girl facially, though this was nothing compared to her physique. The opposite applied to the hair on her body; there was none. Her curves seem to have been conditioned by wearing the corset; her soft white bottom poked out invitingly atop of soft plump girly thighs and delicate calves, but most of all, her pecs, which had been fairly flat anyway, were now developing into soft round breasts; Elaine stroked the sissy's bottom as she enjoyed the view of her work. "You see, those pills are your friends; you'll need a bra for proper fairly shortly, not just for show. We're going to chase away the boy from you forever, you are going to be the most desirable and feminine sissy. You are ready to have a special trip with a suitor who has shown interest in you. He's going to take you shopping in the outside world; he's heard how you love shoes so much, you be a good girl for him and he'll buy you several pairs which you can wear for him and other suitors. And you will be out amongst the public as a girl for the first time. I will prepare you in the morning." Emma's little cock bulged in the cage as she thought of going as a girl for the first time; her bottom tingled at being allowed to choose girls shoes, as a girl, from a girly shop. She wondered who the suitor would be and if he would be stern with her; what would he want in return. Her cock pulsed as she imagined various sissy situations. The next morning, the serenity of the situation she had become accustomed to was broken for a few moments as one of the main doors in the living area opened abruptly and Elaine came in, clapping her hands and smiling wickedly as she strutted in. Behind her was Kurt, who manhandled a weeping, effeminate looking boy before him. The boy was naked except for a chiffon negligee and white ankle socks; though distressed and bewildered, his cock was erect in obvious excitement, his bottom was red with lines from a recent thrashing, a thrashing which had no doubt had him confess his sissy desires and sealed his fate. He was a new arrival who would be broken like Emma. He was taken, wailing into another chamber where no doubt he would have the opportunity of relieving Kurt's stiff cock for the first time. Emma's bottom clenched on her plug as she viewed the hapless sissy-to-be, and his boyish form reminded her of how far she had come. Though she was being controlled and used, she was almost grateful to be where she was; her submissiveness simply made her yearn for the next sissy encounter, and she puffed her soft breasts with her hands as the muffled wails of the new sissy died down as his mouth was found another duty. Elaine was back as promised, a maid brought the outfit that had been chosen for Emma; black seamed stockings, a tight black pencil skirt, and a white silk blouse. She was finished off with black stilettos and a black velvet choker was placed round her pretty neck, nice and tight; this was to remind her that she was owned. Emma's cock squirmed in the cage and dribbled in her satin panties as she viewed her sweet round bottom in the mirror; a bottom which tingled excitedly and squeezed at the plug so tight in her anus. She teetered a little on the stilettos, much to the amusement of Elaine and the maid, but soon got the hang of strutting like a little madam. She was ready for her suitor. He was waiting for her in a reception area; tall, perhaps 50'ish but physically youthful somehow. His brown hair a little thin on top and greyish around the gables. Already Emma tried to picture the hair behind a mask and wondered what rituals he had witnessed her being subjected to. Without a mask his vivid blue eyes and gentle smile made her tingle; his physique was nicely masculine and he squeezed Emma's hand softly as Elaine led the sissy to him. "No asking names at this stage Emma; you just be a good girl for the gentleman and I'll have a report when you get back. You can expect to feel my hand on your bottom if you displease him in any way." Emma tingled all over as the man squeezed her hand just a little tighter and led her through two sets of double doors to the outside world for the first time since she'd been taken. He smiled and pulled her close, sniffing her hair as the stood on a busy street; immediately a young man passing, wolf whistled at the pretty girl he saw. Emma trembled all over; she was a girl for the first time. Developing Emma Ch. 04 Emma took comfort in the shoes he'd bought her as the days passed, and as she slept she thought hard of the warm suitor's face and kissed her pillow; her anus tingling sweetly on the butt plug, imagining the beautiful sensation she'd experienced when he'd mastered her for the first time. She yearned for him and hoped he'd not just used her for a moment's pleasure. Her soft hairless legs waved in the silky sheets, longing for the touch of the rough masculine legs of the suitor. Emma froze as Kurt entered her room, she was expecting the worst as he had not bothered her since her selection by the suitor; he just stood and smiled as he pulled out from behind him a sissy who stood sniffling; this was the sissy she had seen Kurt with just a few weeks earlier, already any resemblance of masculinity had gone. The sissy having been thrashed, abused and dosed with a crash course of hormones at regular intervals, was now the epitome of effeminacy; a soft silky top showed bulges with the promise of breasts, sweet high heeled shoes stretched her milky white legs to good effect, a tight corset accentuating her increasingly feminine shape. Her soft blonde hair and puffy red lips making her very desirable. Kurt put his hand between the sissy's legs, cupping her small hairless scrotum and fingering the phallic-like plug which continually excited her anus, reminding her of the true purpose of a sissy's asshole. "This is Poppy; she is entering the second phase of her treatment and needs the company of an accomplished and seasoned sissy to help with her development; she'll share your bed and you'll show her how nails should be painted, how a lady should act for the male chosen for her etc." With that he threw her bag of things into a corner and left with a smile; he knew both were in need of affection; Emma due to her recent taste of warmth and attention, and Poppy due to sheer bewilderment and the rigours of her processing. Emma welcomed the soft sissy with open arms and the two sat on her bed arm in arm, Poppy crying soft tears as she let out her emotions. Her story was inevitably so like Emma's; a yearning to be female from an early age and the desire for complete submission to true males. She confessed to enjoying being made to suck off the bulging cocks of possible suitors during the exhibition sessions, and even more the thrashings from Kurt. Her tears were as much tears of joy as she was openly grateful at being captured by Kurt as she had made herself vulnerable. She had been loitering around a public toilet like a cheap gay slut; at this time she had thought that her only appeal would be to homosexual males, the smiling Kurt had enticed her away to be chloroformed and enslaved; he had shown her that a pretty t-girl was as much in demand by otherwise heterosexual males too, her transformation into the soft sissy she had always desired to be was now inevitable, and her boi-pussy would now be desired by many a stiff and eager cock; not just those belonging to butch gay men -- a whole new masculine market was now open to her. Emma studied the pretty thing as she sobbed; both now had erections as they excited each-other by letting out their weaknesses and desires. They stripped to compare their raw femininity; Poppy gasped and looked on jealously at Emma's womanly breasts, Emma looked on jealously at Poppy's oh so feminine bottom as she bent to remove her shoes; the soft rounded orbs of her pure white bottom would drive any male into a state of rampant desire, she could imagine Poppy's little ball sack ringed with the mark of ownership and swinging as an excited male probed and poked her in ecstasy, confirming his ownership of her. The two now giggled softly as they lay naked on Emma's bed and compared their girlish bodies; they cuddled and now openly toyed with each-others stiffening cocks as they confessed their most erotic desires to one another. Emma smiled softly and stroked Poppy's little pink cock vigorously as she closed her eyes and told of her dream of being trussed and sold at an open market, then fucked by her purchaser in full view of all onlookers, then made to suck his cock clean before facing a public whipping; Emma smiled with pleasure as the sweet little blonde sissy pursed her red lips and moaned as her little pink cock spurted its warm milk over Emma's manicured hand; she watched has her own cock stiffened, making Poppy giggle and start to stroke it to please Emma, as her own little bell-end pulsed and dribbled semen. Emma told of the suitor and the warmth of his sex with her; taking natural command as he eased his stiff cock into her willing anus for the first time; Poppy looked on in wonderment and envy at this obviously true account and smiled warmly as Emma moaned and shot her warm cream over Poppy's silky white thighs. The two then cuddled for comfort and slept soundly in the warmth of each-others arms. The two became accustomed more and more to one anothers company as the days went by; Emma waiting anxiously for Poppy's return when she was taken for suitor's sessions, comforting her when she came back. Their time together was therapeutic for both, as their sissy personas complimented both, and knowledge and experiences were reciprocal; Emma became like a big sister to Poppy, who was blossoming under her guidance, and simple tasks like painting each-others nails and mutual hair brushing, reinforced the femininity of both beyond question. After two weeks or so, Mistress Elaine came to their door and as Emma ushered Poppy toward the door, the stern woman smiled and looked Emma in the eyes. "It's you I've come to see Emma. You have an appointment with a Mr Travis Bertrand; I have his address for you. You shall leave here on your own and visit him today, dressed as you will always be dressed from now on, as a woman. You are trusted with this venture as a senior girl here; you know how sad Poppy will be if you fail to return. It may be that Mr Bertrand might wish to purchase your services permanently, but then we'll have notification from him if that is the case. You'll go smartly attired as per his dress request." Elaine then sneered at Poppy who looked a little distressed at being alone again; the bitch found her bewilderment most pleasing. Emma was given thirty minutes in which to prepare, hastily donning her black stockings pencil skirt and tight white blouse so as to allow her as much time as possible comforting a tearful Poppy, who wished her good luck as Elaine returned. Emma was given the address and instructions as to how to get there, and was shown the front door by Elaine. "Remember; a good report is required or you will be punished, you will do just as the gentleman requires without question." The door was closed behind her, and Emma stood alone in public every inch the sexy woman. Her cock was stiff and bulging in her panties as she clicked her way along the street in her tall stiletto's; her short jacket allowing a full view of her tightly pencil skirted bottom and long legs. She had been nervous before when accompanied by the suitor, who served to dissuade any amorous male's advances as an obvious companion; now she was all alone and could feel the eyes of many males surveying her shapely and very feminine bottom. If only they knew, she thought, but then again maybe they would be twice as excited? Her cock was rigid and her anus clenched tightly at the dress plug she wore; she was now thoroughly enjoying the attention, and her mind fantasised about being abducted as she ascended the steps at the rear of the bus with leering eyes peeping as far up her skirt as they could. Back in her room, Kurt took full advantage of the situation; Poppy wept and moaned into the panties she was gagged with, face down on the bed, wrists and ankles bound; knees bound to wrists, her exposed anus lifted sweetly. Kurt moaned in ecstasy as he slid his cock back and forth relentlessly into poppy's sissy asshole and gratefully unleashed his balls with great satisfaction. She was his now, and he had half a mind to keep her there forever, or at least until he tired of her and she was disposed of. The soft little sissy whimpered, half in heaven, half in hell, as the domineering male pumped his warmth into her. After another short walk from a second bus, Emma found herself outside a grand Victorian three story terraced house. She daintily ascended the steps and rang the bell. A French maid opened the door with a broad smile and looked her up and down, Emma sensed this maid was not quite as she seemed, but stuck to the task in question. "I've come to see Mr Travis Bertrand?" the maid offered her in and she was taken to a very plush lounge in which she stood very nervously. The door opened behind her. "Hello again Emma." Emma's heart missed a beat as she recognised the voice; Travis Bertrand was the suitor who had been so sweet to her before. Before she could say a word, she was engulfed in a passionate kiss and both cocks erected to embrace each-other as they squeezed bottoms tightly; there was a good chance she would not return that day.