Near 20 minutes or so later 'Victoria' stood wearing a bra and pantie set with matching garters and stockings and a pair of 3’ pumps in red. 15 minutes after that his face had been made pretty with enough makeup to make it so. A whiz with a comb and brush Maria teased and brushed and soon his hair made slick with freeze-gel looked as girlish as it could.
Victoria like many Cd when aided by the expert touch of a female turned an posed in front of one of the rooms many mirrors.
“Gorgeous honey…you’re going to make for a lovely femme-submissive.”
“That’s what my Mistress DLC told me Domina.”
Both heads turned on hearing the changing room’s door open.
Unbuttoning his blouse as he strutted in Kendra gave a pleasant yet dismissive look at Victoria in his bra and pantie and garter set before looking at Maria. The voice sweet and soft spoke out.
“Maria I’ve decided to go with the La Perla Kobalt blue bra and panties.”
Quick as a hiccup he turned his back to Vickie.
“Luv be a doll an unhook me….Teal looks good on you.”
How many males had stuffed all number of things in a bra to give off the illusion of breasts,,,bunched up panties…rolled up tights ….balled up hand towels….balloons filled with rice… enough tissues for a battalion to blow their noses in?....Not Kendra, three years earlier he started growing his own and now possessed a beautiful pair of b-cups that when needed could be hid by using a compression breast band.
Proud to display them Kendra turned and gave off a jiggle. The Cd’s hand dropped to cup the chastity cage bulge held tight in the pretty panties. Mimicking Maria’s he made the same observation.
“Chastity …how nice….you don’t mind sharing the space do you honey…were just girls here…your name…my you’re so pretty…..those lips would look lovely sucking on a hard cock….I’m Kendra.”
“Humm its Victoria….Ms. Kendra.”
Glad the reinforcements had arrived Maria spoke up.
“Vickie honey you need some accessories …I’ll be back….your earring studs how long have they been in?”
“About 2 months Domina.’
“Domina….. how nice it seems our girl knows her place…..sit ….unzip me baby.”
The air growing thicker with feminine sensuality Kendra let his hands run along in back of the pencil skirt. Shimmying his hips letting the piece fall to the floor he kept his ass right in front of the sitting Victoria while turning his head. A single index finger pointed to it.
“Your lipstick mark…put it on my pretty bum cheek Victoria.”
Vickie and Kendra looked at the image in the mirror. He couldn’t explain why yet Victoria soon was letting his hands caress the pretty butt. Bending at the waist Kendra gave the command.
“Your tongue honey…run it along my slit of a crack.”
Lifting his ‘package’ in front Kendra pulled his cheeks apart exposing the sight of the purple jeweled anal plug.
Moments later the door opened with Pug walking in with Maria.
“How we doing in here Kendra?…have you put on that…”
Kendra lifted his butt away from the mouth of Victoria.
“Oh hi daddy…say hello to my new friend Victoria.”
Without hesitation Pug strolled up to stand in front of the sitting Vickie. Looking up he felt so feminine…he felt so docile…he felt so submissive….he felt so pretty.
“I’m sure that tongue is good for more then just licking a pretty butt.”
Frozen still Victoria watched as he unzipped and pulled out his 6”. Lifting his eyes he saw Pug just shaking his head ‘yes’. His body seemingly like it was an out of body experience had his mouth feeling the tactile touch as it took in the hard cock.
Maria used the phone to video the blow job. After the first few times up and down the shaft he realize it felt nice to suck a cock. Kendra sat next to Vickie.
“That’s it girl…use your tongue baby get him nice and wet.”
Victoria formed an ‘O’ with his lips reaching out his one hand held the cock at the base as he slowly licked along the shaft once more before putting his mouth on the head. He slid his lips down and stroked away on the way back up.
“Use your hands sweetie ..gently caress those thighs….guys like that when you do it.”
Pug soon was pumping the cock in and out of Vickie’s mouth the budding t-girl of Mistress DLC could feel the gentle sway of the b-cup breast forms held loose in the light weight bra. A wave of femininity swept over him igniting his emotions.
For the last few weeks he and Mistress DLC had been discussing having him go on feminizing herbals before taking female hormones. The longer he sucked on the cock the more the idea of being turned completely trans appealed to him. Closing his eyes he silently enjoyed the feel of the hard penis in his mouth.
He wondered what it would feel like to have a pair of lovely breasts similar to Kendra’s…what would it be like to ‘have to’ need to use a bra…..if he took a cock inside his boi-pussy would it feel good?...could he feel the hot cream being released inside him?...would he have an orgasm from the act and what would that feel like?...would the feeling be more internal or perhaps only like he’d always had when he climaxed?
“Oh she is a good one…baby you were born to suck a cock.”
He never had thought he would hear those words being applied to him…what had it been 4 months with Mistress DLC…he had always considered himself to be a straight male before meeting her.
The grunting was the indicator foretelling the approaching blast.
“Ugggggg…eeewwww, eeeewwww…oh yes right there….oh yea just like that Miss Vickie…..now move your mouth cover the head.”
It was Kendra who said it.
“Give the lady what she wants…."
Pug spurted out aware the first was powerful enough it would hit the back of Vickie’s throat.
Like many a first timer it felt so strange to have his mouth on the receiving end of a cock made angry. He slowly shifted his lips to capture the following spurt the gap of time between them growing he let his tongue tickle the underside just below the bulbous head of the penis. It was enough to coax a couple of more spurts of cream.
Kendra leaned over letting her arm give a hug.
“Welcome to the club Victoria…its official you’re a pretty feminine cocksucker of a t-girl now.”
Vickie smiled while looking at Maria. As with near all her slave girls in training his first thoughts were of ‘what would Mistress DLC want me to do’.
“My Mistress Camille would like a copy of that video Domina Maria….she’ll put it up on my page.”
Still hugging him Kendra looked at Vickie.
“Mistress…do tell…I think our Victoria here has a secret and I don't mean her lingerie.”
Just then their friend Andrea walked in to the changing room, looking as pretty as Kendra the Cd cocked his hip.
“Don’t tell me I’ve missed it….I knew I took too long doing my legs in the shower.”
Constant, relentless and enduring Lorena felt himself being immersed deeper in to a life of effeminacy at the hands of both Domina Wilma and Mistress DLC. The pretty halter-top sundress felt wonderfully feminine as its hem danced along above his knees. At the 14th month mark under the influence of female hormones his smallish ‘A-cups’ were experiencing a growth spurt making their way into a lovely pair of ‘B’s’. Delightful in their appearance the pair now had a certain bounce and flow to them.
The flats had a small 1” heel along with the sunhat they helped create the innocent look Wilma wanted to see on her gurl. The thought occurred to Mistress Wilma to pack the two new bikini’s she’d bought for their trip.
“First stop will be the café you used to work at then it’s off to a weekend of camping and fishing…it’s time they learn you have chosen a feminine path besides they make such wonderful mocha lattes.”
Having lived in a feminine cocoon for many months Lorena now had the kind of confidence that came with accepting her femininity as a fact of life. Turning as she looked into the mirror Lorena wondered if her lower back tattoo could be seen. The longer it had been on the more she liked the swirling bands of colored flowers with the letters and word ‘DLC owned’ centered in the middle.
A hip shift had her hiking the hem of the dress and pulling her panties waistband to see the 3 Chinese characters spelling out the name Lorena at her bikini line. Knowing all of Mistress DLC’s gurls had the same it gave her a sense of community as though they really were sisters.
“They feel nice don’t they? A pair of breasts that size will do that for a t-gurl….you’ve gotten used to how good they look haven’t you dear?”
“Yes Maam I like it.”
Having long since forgotten about the girlfriend that dumped him when he was just a male Lorena playfully kissed the cheek of the Domina that had taken over her life.
The RV camper would comfortably sleep a family of five. Sitting behind the driver seat Wilma looked like a NASA astronaut in the command center of a space-craft headed to Venus. In-floor heating a Samsung LED HDTV, gel Memory Foam mattress, hot spot “WIFI’ antenna a Harley Davidson motor cycle strapped to the back, matching white leather couches along beneath the windows allowing for a panorama view the Aspire camper provided maximum comfort and convenience when ’roughing’ it on a camping trip.
“Baby slip on your bikini were not that far away from my secret camping spot. Put on your camel-toe ‘girlie look’ tucking thong underneath”
“Just think Maam we’ll be all alone.”
“Should be yet you can never tell sometime campers are like ants they come out of nowhere at a picnic when you least expect it.”
Curled up one leg under the other Lorena sat in one of the duel chairs looking out the front window. Careful with her long nails she held on as the camper bounced its way down the desolate road leading to the calm lake. As seasoned as any bus driver navigating a two ton vehicle Wilma maneuvered the spacious one piece RV until she was pleased with its location near enough to the shoreline.
Within the hour they had the pop-up overhang providing sun cover up in use. Two beach chairs underneath a table with a cooler under it sat in between. Making her way down Lorena playfully toyed with the gentle lapping of the shoreline. Her hands on her hips there was something so magical about now being a trans girl. It felt like she had been freed to experience a whole new world previously restricted from entering.
The longer under Mistress DLC’s influence and her alpha woman Wilma’s presence the more she enjoyed transitioning into a female t-girl. She knew many a day she was treated as a mere feminine plaything as though being groomed as a supportive wife for a woman who capably handled the more serious things in life.
There was once a time when as Angus he had thought it would be him to lord over a submissive girl yet now he was becoming just that. His days were filled with focusing on his looks and behavior. Soft skin, pretty hairdo, attractive body, beautiful breasts and rounded ass, nail polish, makeup, attractive if not revealing clothing all were part of what made up Lorena’s life.
Giving off a jiggle to his developing breasts he waved at Wilma before laying down on the towel to work on his tan lines. His arms had never been too muscled yet now they hardly had any musculature. There something about being weak that made him feel even more sexually alluring in a feminine way. If any thing it made Lorena feel more dependent on Wilma and gave her the desire to always be obediently pleasing in both look and demeanor.
Fishing rod and tackle box in hand Wilma made her way near the shores edge. A look down at Lorena gave her a sense of her superiority over the t-girl. Briefly touching the outline of the strap-on cock inside her cargo shorts she let fly with her first cast. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Lorena lift and pull her knees up and hold them while she watched Wilma fish.
The woman had always known she would never be a married wife in the traditional sense in generations gone by. Yet she too realized the gender roles were changing what had once been strictly a male domain was now giving way to women as the breadwinner and males being made supportive domesticated spouses. By her way of thinking she was with the help of DLC taking it a step further in having a male turned trans girl being groomed to be her ‘wife’.
Lorena shielded her eyes and looked when she heard her Wilma declare ‘got one’. Reeling it in the woman waded into the water up to her knees before holding the line as the two foot long fish wiggled in a desperate attempt to spit out the hook.
“You ever have fresh smoked salmon grilled to perfection baby?”
Lorena let his hands gently roam along his shapely sun kissed legs before lifting up and half skipping and running to the side of Wilma.
“No Maam…..It’s so big.”
“You talking about my strap-on or the poor fish down on its luck today.”
Letting out a laugh Wilma moved the line with the fish near giving up at its predicament closer to Lorena.
The t-girl screeched out lovingly at the playful act. Her hand reached out to touch the side of the salmon.
“It feels kind of slimy.”
Unconsciously Lorena ran her fingers in to adjust the panty waist line of her bikini. As had so often it had been her thoughts went back to her appearance.
“Doesn’t my bathing suit look pretty…and my little slit look feels so sexy….do you think I’d look prettier with a real vagina Maam?”
Her hand went down letting her single finger run along it outlining the faux pussy look between her legs.The company website they'd gotten it at was koalaswimwear.com.
Wilma briefly remained silent knowing the girl was fishing for a compliment. She thought it was something any girl would likely say.
“Would you like to have one honey?”
Her head nodded first a couple of times before she spoke.
“Yes I think so…I mean I know it comes with it own difficulties but yes it would be worth it to make me feel more whole.”
She gently threw her arms around the neck of Wilma hoping to be kissed. Midway into the kiss Wilma let the fish touch Lorena’s back. She squirmed and pressed her breasts with their nipples pierced tightly against the woman own d-cups.
“Whooo Domina…it gives me the willies when it touches me like that.”
Pulling away Wilma lifted the net and slid the fish inside before giving a twist to it and securing it near the shore with the fish back in the water. Walking back to Lorena she threw arm around the t-girl pleased to hear her earlier comment that she wanted to have a vagina.
To the woman who had become a female supremacist in her own right she thought it to be the ultimate sacrifice a male could make and a true display of the feminine over the masculine…to have a former male being turned trans given the gift of femininity in the form of their own pussy.
“Oh Domina Wilma I’m so in love with you.”
Wilma let her hand undo the clasp of the bikini top the bigger Lorena’s breasts became the sexier they look with pierced nipples.
“Baby you are in need of being penetrated aren’t you?”
“Shimmy out of your thong why its been so long since that little plaything of a clitty has been out.”
Lorena slithered her thong down unsure of her balls would come out of hiding from being tucked. Wilma enjoyed having Lorena naked it brought out the submissive side of the t-girl. A good 40 pounds lighter then Wilma a quick look back Lorena scampered over to her towel creating the illusion she was being chased.
Falling to her knees she hoped she get the chance to suck on the dildo. Wilma moved in place dropping her shorts showing off the hefty 6” piece protruding from her hips she took the end of her t-shirt and tied it off on the side.
Lorena slipped closer throwing her lips onto the latex cock. Her breasts lightly wiggled from her motion activating the sensations of having her nipples pierced.
“You look so pretty with a cock in your mouth…lets have you on all fours.”
Wilma pulled the tube of lube from off the belt of the strap-on lathering it up she moved the cock into position. She always loved the next part, that moment when a former male welcomed the cock on the hips of an alpha woman. How many males had used their dick as a weapon of sorts thinking it to be the ultimate in showing dominance?
Such was no longer the case for Lorena now he was the one who waited to be penetrated. Truth was in their months of him being turned into her t-girl of a woman he had grown to welcome becoming the submissive being with a deep desire for cock being pumped inside his body. The ass had once been regular sized yet the hormones had given it a fullness females enjoy.
Wilma waited, waited and waited …there she heard it… the soft whimpering coming from Lorena’s mouth.
“Eww eewww, eewww ohhhhh yes.”
So girlish in its sound Wilma slapped the cute fanny a few times. That too was a thing she enjoyed for it confirmed she was the one in charge.
“Eeewww eewww it feels so big today Mistress Wilma.”
The comment was enough to get her ass spanked a few more times. Lorena knew she was supposed to do her best to hold still as it let the cock move in deeper. The t-girl always felt so sexy when she heard the noise that came from Wilma’s pelvis pushing against her pretty butt.
Wilma so often used the fucking to let go of her angst toward the male creature as a whole. Lorena let her thoughts drift to what life would be like once she was married with rings on her finger. Would she please her domina doing the housework? would she look pretty enough Wilma would want to continue taking pictures of her dressed in enticing lingerie? Would she take to shopping like any other wife at the mall on Saturdays?
Wilma flipped her gurl over as one so often sees she had the look….part knowing she was pretty ….part looking a little scared at be overwhelmed physically…part aware that her legs spread wide was an open invitation to be fucked.
Dangling uselessly between the legs his little plaything and small balls danced back and forth no longer primary. The satin smooth legs and body, the pretty nail polish, the great ass, the gorgeous styled hair, the succulent boobies Wilma couldn’t help yet think everything about the t-girl screamed ‘I use to be male yet now I’ve been feminized into a docile woman’.
The woman hefted her faux set of balls readying to release. A deep push in with the cock she squeezed the ball-sac. Lorena’s head tilted up.
“In morning were going to play ‘Little Red Riding Hood’….you’ll learn a gurl like you has to be careful when walking alone in the woods.”
Lorena gave a shake to her hair it had grown so long she had learned it needed constant attention to keep it looking clean, pretty and feminine. The t-girl didn’t know what to think on hearing Wilma say it. Looking at the tree-line she began to wonder could there be danger lurking in such a placid setting.
Jessica sat in the drivers seat of the RV with Kendra while the others talked in back. Andrea, DLC’s Victoria and Maria and her gay son Trey and his friend and lover Biff made sandwiches as the camper sped along.
Jessica looked at Kendra.
“I’m thinking of writing a book called ‘Yes crossdressers do enjoy camping and fishing’.”
Kendra let out a laugh.
“Isn’t it the truth so many think Cd‘s are sex crazed freaks too bizarre to do any normal things.”
The Cd let her eyes give a glance at Victoria while Jessica concentrated on the road. The thought that they had helped bring along the novice t-gurl who was under the direction of Mistress DLC to the point that she now enjoyed living the live of a trans girl gave him comfort.
After the experience in the dressing room of the intimate wear store Maria owned the four took to being friends and sexual playmates. The seasoned three Cd’s educated the former male once called Harry in the art of dressing up. Month after month he became more feminine and watched as his masculinity was stripped away with the help of Mistress DLC’s femming program as well.
Victoria learned to enjoy the sexual delight 4 Cd’s could have together. The were nights they’d go out clubbing as dressed up Cd’s yet often the group would end up at one of the home’s of either one of them.
The four males in bed knew how to pleasure each other shagging, blow-jobs, anal-rimming, games of BDSM bondage and puppy cage time Victoria soon didn’t care if others outside their group called him gay.
Maria too played her part over time ‘Harry’ went away and ‘Victoria’ emerged he gave up his old job and learned as he became a full time t-girl how to sell lingerie in her shop. Pleasing Mistress DLC Victoria was soon living a life focused on becoming totally feminine in all aspects a woman has.
His page on Dominatrix Camille’s site became filled with images, videos and pictures that spoke to his submission to the woman. Dressed up as a playful t-girl sex kitten, shots of him practicing sucking on a dildo, ones of anal penetration with a dildo, Self-spanking pictures and videos, attached nipple-sucker pictures breast pumps on his chest images all added to his changed persona.
Nearing the camp sight Pug felt the pull of old experiences rearing its ugly head. As a youth he had joined the ‘Boyscouts’ and took to admiring one of his counselors. He had no way of knowing the scout leader was a predator he didn’t have to think on every detail because he had lived it.
He wondered if that year and a half along with discovering the joys of wearing his mothers panties and lingerie was what planted the seed of crossdressing. He took solace in reading 'Fictionmania' stories and was thrilled when ever he came across new stories written by the legendary 'Vickie Tern'.
It no longer mattered having gone to therapy he concluded he truly enjoyed expressing his femme-side he named Jessica and to hell with any one who had an issue with it.
Andrea walked to the front of the RV bending down the Cd kissed his best friend ‘Jessica’.
“You’re thinking about it aren’t you?...I can tell that 1,000 yard stare comes on your face.’
Andrea too had the experience of running into a predator yet his was the parish priest every one in the neighborhood at the time revered. An older sister an only sib caught him in panties wearing her cheerleading uniform sucking on a vibrator she’d hidden. Her reaction was tempered with caution telling her younger brother that she would keep his secret forever but they needed to conceal it from their parents who would likely never understand.
Graduating college she turned lesbian radical feminist and soon had her brother living with her freeing him to explore the world of feminine clothing from her closet to his hearts delight in exchange for keeping her two bedroom condo spotless that included doing all her laundry.
It was she who introduced him to what was at the time the underworld of gay and lesbian clubs that often had drag queens singing their hearts out lip-syncing Lisa, Carol Channing and Dolly Parton songs. He became a Cd waitress while attending grad school staying in touch with ‘Jessica’ the two moved in together in a home paid for by their talented business acumen.
Jessica looked at Andrea as they neared the camp-site.
“Wait one second this gets tricky….there now down the road up ahead…the thing that gets me is that most predators never seem to spend time in jail….either its past the statue of limitations or they get off on some technicality…you know what I mean.”
“Sure do especially the ones in the church…they get hidden away and keep on doing it …at least that’s what mine did….it’s a fuckin’ felony…lets not talk about it so tell me you all set to scare the life out of Victoria in the morning….how do you know she’ll walk down the right path?”
“There are just a couple and they both eventually lead to the clearing. Mistress DLC is on board she thinks it brings out their feminine side even more when a gurl like Victoria is given a harmless fright…besides we’ll be close by.”