One of the two in line in front of Lance and Trent at the after-party entrance balked at taking off their shoes…’the women are wearing their shoe’s why us?'.
The fact was having males told to take off their shoes was an indication of their level of obedience. Studies have shown married males at home acquire a certain level of docility at being told by their female spouse to not wear shoes in the house.
The clipboard with waivers in her hand Bruna the security guard took the paper from the insolent male and ripped it up.
“You blew it pal….Leave…..you’re here to be seen not heard….unless spoken to.”
His friend looked at him while steam came out of his ears.
“Why did you have to ask that Johnny? We were right there…all set to get in to the after-party…you know what…..you take your own ‘Uber’ ride home.”
Shoes off in hand Lance and Trent double-checked their waiver forms to make sure they had signed them. Simply stated they agreed if selected to be given female hormones and stay on tour with the band. Being too star-struck many a male fan never really contemplated the full implication they had signed off on until they were well on their way to a feminine life.
Breanna stepped up.
“I’ll take these two to the side Bruna and wait for you.”
Looking at Lance and Trent she added.
“….let me have you wallets and phones.”
Its purpose was two fold losing both would help with the process of diminishing a sense of identity and feeling of security. Like most any male they felt a wave of uncertainty not having either after they gave them to the woman.
The last two males behind them were let in as another member of the security team took to holding sway at the door.
Told to be quiet and not speak by her Bruna held Lance’s hand as the two made their way through the party occasionally stopping. A look back by Lance saw Trent doing the same with Breanna.
Suddenly Bruna turned on hearing the loud voice ‘Johhny don’t’. The male who had been denied entry gate-crashed the door running through the room brandishing a metal object in his hand. The woman stepped forth and cloths-lined him sticking her arm out sending him to the floor. A quick lift up of Johnny she put the half-nelson move around his throat. The woman who replaced them at the security door came running over.
Lance and Trent were amazed at how swiftly Bruna had acted while showing her strength.
“Sorry Bruna, I turned my back for a moment and he ran through.”
“No problem …happened to me when I was new….puppy and cage him…you know where the cage is….he’ll make for an entertaining look at the other party.”
A good 20 minutes later the grouping went through another door out to a waiting oversized limo. Showing a look of bewilderment the two males never questioned the security guards yet were pleased when they heard ‘that’s the press after-party…we’re going to the real after-after party….we’ll need to sort you out first to make you presentable.”
Like a dog lifting his nose as it rested out a car’s window Lance’s nostrils flared at smelling it as he turned to see Bruna lighting a joint. Her hand went around his shoulder small in frame he seemed to sink into her embrace.
“Here baby take a hit or two….just hold it for a bit.”
Piece by piece she took off his clothing throwing each one out the window as the car sped along on the interstate until he was left naked under her eye of assessment. Skilled in the art Bruna could be both intimidating and comforting.
“Yes …I can see the potential you possess sweetie. Lets have you give me a kiss.”
She took his hand and laid it gently on her breast as she kissed him.
“Softly squeeze it…yes just like that.”
3 hits of the killer pot being all it took Lance could feel himself loosening up. It felt so nice to touch her luscious breasts through her bra.
“Baby spread your legs for a moment…that’s a good girl.”
It was the first time he could recall being addressed in the feminine and it excited him. Her hands glided down and slid on a latex cock ring to the balls of his 5’ penis. Together they watched him grow hard with the ring having the trapped blood keep it so. His head tilted up being held in her embrace as he listened to Bruna comment after she brushed his sparse facial hair.
“Don’t shave much huh.,….Not much hair over all yet we’ll need to tidy this up.”
Her fingers ran along his pubic hair as she spoke.
“Does it feel good when I give your little plaything a pump or two? I can see you’re nice and thin…you don’t really lift at all do you?”
Bruna had seen it so often these days heads buried in there I-phone’s or stay at home gamers there were plenty of males that looked like they couldn’t spell weight-lifting much less actually do it.
She pinched his arms bi-cep muscle before going back to slowly stroking his penis.
“Ouch…No not really Maam…my dad wanted me to….but I’ve never liked doing what he told me to do….I think he’s an asshole especially after he dumped my mom and got divorced…..ohhhh that feels good.”
Tight enough to fulfill its purpose the cock ring kept him hard.
Breanna doing much the same to the naked Trent had him panting as she eased him to the floor of the limo to look at her. It only took her a few minutes until his long hair had been taken from a hip-dude to the more effeminate twin pigtail’s look. Holding still he could feel the lipstick glide onto his lips
“Baby wiggle your pretty butt as you move…I want you to lick your girlfriend until she creams. You finish give her a snowball…in case you don’t know what that is…you share her cream in your mouth with a kiss to her….don’t worry…. the favor will be returned.”
As so often happens when getting high the protective walls to his inhibitions evaporated as he crawled on all fours shaking his ass sure Breanna was watching him move the twin cheeks. A feeling of objectification wafted over him how many times had it been him gawking at the lovely look of an ass of a pretty girl?
Out the corner of her eye while kissing him Bruna saw the approach and pulled Lance’s legs open a little wider at the thighs. Anticipating a sudden move she held on tight to Lance who was turned inward from the waist with her embrace.
“Ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh…it feels so wet….it feels so soft and warm….oh you do that so nice.”
He kept looking down watching Trent sucking his hard penis.
“My Gigi likes that…”
Lance had just heard his new name.
“….How nice….your girlfriend looks so natural giving my Gigi’s clitty a lick and tickle…..sway your hips back and forth…that’s a good girl….I think she looks like a Barbara…yes Barbara it is…. keep sucking girl. ”
Trent lifted his eyes and looked up hearing his new name as Lance moaned out.
“Ohhhh Barbara, ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhhh.”
“That’s it Gigi darling….you have my permission….get wet…..you’ll be doing the same to Barbara once she is done.”
Breanna looked amuse from the far side of the limo. Her hand opened the compartment and pulled out two chastity cages the keys still in the locks.
Bruna bent and licked at the nipple of Lance, he squealed out sounding so girlish as he let his cream spurt into ‘Barbara’s’ mouth. Without hesitating Trent lifted to his knees and leaned forward kissing ‘Gigi’ pushing the cream into his best friend's mouth.
Helped by Bruna Trent felt him self being lifted to the side of the woman as Gigi slid to the floor. Lance had never before thought about sucking a cock much less done it. Gently patting his head as she caressed his long hair Bruna watched Lance slide his lips on the hard penis as he took to bobbing up and down on it. One arm pinned by Bruna’s body Barbara lifted his other up only to find the woman hold his hand tight in her grasp. His pigtails turning as he looked her Trent’s lips started quivering as he felt himself being drained of his cream.
A look by Bruna at him and Gigi laid his hands on Trent’s thigh and snowballed the cream inside his mouth with a kiss.
The palatial estate in the trendy neighborhood had an acre of land with the 3 houses spaced out with Lisbeth’s larger home in the center a good 300 yards away from either. Once through the main gate the residences topography changed as the long road lifted on a steep incline past the security wall that was aided by tall evergreens preventing any intruders or paparazzi from even looking in.
The female driver pulled in front of the one Bruna and Breanna used. Both penises limp as a biscuit the two males had watched as each woman put on their chastity cages before locking them.
The hint of masculinity still present the older Cd in the kitchen was busying himself with a tray of Hors d’oeuvre’s made of fresh cut veggies.
“Good evening… anchors away huh Maid Helen…you look lovely ….. is your partner Maid Betty attending to her tasks?”
The short dress flaring out at the hips had a pair of navy blue anchors emblazoned on each breast-cup of the one piece knee length frock that tied in back halter style. A pretty matching 5” bow tied rested in the center. A single matching dark blue line of trim roamed around the edge of the hem that had crinoline peaking out from underneath. His hair blond and shoulder length barely hid the pierced ear’s dangling earrings as the Cd finished her look wearing 3” red pumps and twin dual-rows pearl bracelets.
Brits call it ‘Cottaging’ while Americans called it being in a ‘Tea-room’ either way known as Harry at the time 7 years earlier he had been busted for having anonymous sex in a crowded public place with another male.
Bruna happened to know the police undercover officer from having hired him part time for some of their shows security team. Sitting at the restaurant’s bar she immediately saw the potential when the officer held aloft a pair of woman’s panties she presumed to be Harry’s.
As things would have it Harry was let go put under her care he spent the weekend at her and Breanna’s home. Come Monday morning he took the women up on the offer to live there as their 24/7 full-time maid and cook. Two years later he picked up ‘Betty’ at a drag bar and the two had been together working as a team ever since.
To each it was a dream come true they could delight in the male on male sex being a ‘femmed out’ Cd can be while fulfilling the deep need of serving and obeying dominant women.The longer they lived there the more they came to believe in female superiority.
Seeing the two naked males in chastity free of judgement Helen responded
“Yes Maam…things are ready….the home is in order as you like.”
The Cd said it with a feeling of pride at how spotless the home was kept by the two cross-dressers.
Maid Betty could have been a poster-child for how a male maid should look. Bouffant hairstyle gracing his head the black uniform Betty wore was trimmed with a white ‘Peter Pan’ collar with just the right amount of petticoats under the uniforms hem. Black tights and matching 3” pumps on Betty wore a BDSM collar with a d-ring.
But for the words ‘this way girls’ silently she led Trent and Lance into the 3rd floor bathroom’s shower. Within the hour the two were ready for their debut, name necklace in place resting on the flat chests their body glistening from the coconut oil Barbara and Gigi stepped into the pair of strappy 4” platform heels.
Gigi looked at the colored faux nails as they held a quarter inch past the tips. Mascara thick, eyeliner heavy, pencil brow shaped, powdered cheeks he could feel the subtle added weight from the makeup on his face. Her skill with a brush and comb and scissors and his imagination had Maid Betty creating a sexy vamp of a look with his newly styled hair. Clip-on dangling earrings awash in faux diamonds brushed along his neck on every movement of his head.
A 3 tiered ruffled lace sat on the front of the thong doing little to hide in back the jeweled anal plug shaped like a heart or his chastity cage in front. A half hour’s time spent with the nipple-sucker’s on left him with lifted feminine looking nipples behind the sheer triangular bra piece that did its best to frame his boi-boobies.
“There darling…a spritz of perfume along the neckline, cleavage and your wrists before we put on your tiara.”
“May I speak.”
“Yes dear call me Maid Betty…we encourage you to speak with me or Maid Helen….you have much to learn from us these next weeks and months ahead. I hope you’ll adjust to the daily enema spritz’s…we want clean cootchies between our legs don’t we?”
“I feel so feminine.”
“Darling you’ve just had but a taste….call it the seduction of glamour yet the feminine world is one filled with delight and vanity and a pinch of suffering thrown in for good measure. I’ve seen plenty of t-girls in my time…mark my words….you and Barbara are naturals…now lets not keep the women waiting its time for the ceremony.”
Looking just as pretty as Barbara Gigi and her 'new' girlfriend spoke in unison.
“Ceremony Maid Betty?”
“Lets have it be a surprise….tonight you’ll be touched an caressed by many…I mean after all such pretty bottoms….. yet when the evening is done with...you will be with Bruna Gigi and Barbara will be bedded by Breanna in her room. Now your tiara’s and tulle veils.”
The faux diamond Tiara’s had a collection of cherry red sheer tulle along the edges dropping to beyond the shoulders in back, much like a virgin bride it created a look of naïve innocence.
“Careful with your heels girls….learn to take small measured steps after all neither of you are going anywhere so there is no rush.”
Like Claude Monet putting on a final touch to a canvass filled with the colors an impressionist creates with Betty let her hand’s baby finger smudge the corner of Barbara’s dark eye-shadow briefly.
“You’ll come to learn as girls you want to look just right some evenings. Speaking of learning there is much you two will come to understand in the weeks ahead. Complete obedience will be paramount it is a trait that will serve you well if you care to stay and develop. You will be required to do things that your male mind may resist…yes I said male mind”
Maid Helen let her hand cup the balls of each as they rested below their locked chastity cages.
“You’ll have to leave behind the habit of thinking with your penis and instead view life from your emotions. You both came willingly…..things here are not forced you’ll find yourself wanting the girl-world you’re now in….am I wrong or do you both enjoy being completely hairless and smooth?......Let your feelings be your guide and your obedience will flow from you automatically without questioning the loving female authority figures now in your life. Now repeat after me and learn to say it quietly to yourself….’I always obey….for good girls get rewarded and bad girls get punished’.
Hearing Gigi and Barbara say the words Maid Helen put a smile on his face as he led the two downstairs.
Gigi leaned over to whisper.
“Do you think those other two behind us in line will look as good as we do Barbara? I hope not.”
Maid Betty liked hearing the inquiry it meant he was already adopting the feminine desire to look prettier then other males turned trans.
The sounds of classical music gave the room a level of dignified enjoyment. Barbara’s hand laid benignly on the hips of Bruna as the two walked with one length of stride. The last thing he’d been told before entering was not to speak unless a response was required from any woman that spoke to him.
On all fours near a standing woman with two other women that sat in the High leather Wingbacks was the male named 'Johhny' that gate crashed.
There was no other way to describe it …he been made to look like a BDSM cos-play puppy-dog. Arms bound together with pink latex the same used with his legs ankles brought together at his back thighs had him moving on just his elbows and knees. A cute pink tail lifted from his naked butt cheeks. A pair of puppy ears with a shapely snout in front on a leather piece dehumanized his appearance.
A yank on his leash connected to the metal BDSM collar’s d-ring had the woman giving off a laugh.
“I do like training a new puppy….Come truffles…follow behind…while I find the loo.”
The three women sitting on the couch looked at Gigi briefly before returning to their conversation at the foot of one of the Domme’s was a male turned into a ‘kitten-play’ creature.
Turned brunette from a long-haired wig a pair of kitten ears on a headband matched the ‘fox-tail’ anal plug made from real hair on his body. His face had been carefully attended to a large dark black spot on the tip of his nose had a set of 3 lines looking like whiskers along with sporadic dark black spots of a cuteness on his cheeks. A black bikini top held a pair of realistic looking b-cup breast-forms with a matching bottom.
The woman dropped her hand expecting a lick from his tongue.
“Come kitty-cat …..my pretty kitten…give a lick and a purr.’
The male kitten let his tongue come out and lick her fingers.
“Very good muffin…very nice…you’ll make a lovely addition to my home.”
Gigi looked at the hanging birdcage inside was one of the two that had been behind them in line. Two women toyed with the naked male inside wearing just a chastity cage and a pair of high heels. From time to time they'd push the cage sending it swaying back and forth.
Lisbeth Tremont actually liked not talking too much after giving a concert a tall glass of water with two lemon quarter’s sliced floating on top had her taking a sip from the straw while looking at Barbara and Gigi. A look at Breanna let her know Lisbeth was ready for the ceremony.
Like a religious initiate Gigi knelt in front of the 9 women he had done it so often in his youth it felt natural to have his hands together as though praying. The red veil flowing over his face he kept his head bowed.
Lisbeth spoke legs spread she commanded the room though using a soft voice.
“You say her name’s Gigi…how lovely….it will serve her well the more feminine she becomes.”
Lisbeth lifted Lance’s head by the chin before ceremoniously lifting his veil back.
“Are you ready to accept the gift of femininity estrogen brings with?”
“Yes Maam….thank you Ms. Lisbeth.”
A short burst of a chuckle had her look at the other women standing near her.
“Isn’t that nice…she already seems to possess politeness…….Oh I do love seeing that in a femmed submissive.”
Gigi looked up at her with a level of admiration she seemed so powerful to him.
“Close your eyes an let your tongue accept the offering.”
Lisbeth put the pill on his extended tongue letting him sip from her water to swallow it. Dropping her face down she kissed him…..that was a thrill in itself for Lance being a huge fan of hers. Her mouth whispered softly in his ear.
“You’re so going to enjoy having your own breasts Gigi…….”
A soft whimper escaped from Gigi’s mouth.
“…..Now give a kiss between my legs put your lips to my vagina….the more feminine you become the more you’ll want one of your own.”
The kind of woman who looked dominant no matter what she was in wearing a cute plaid skoolie she lifted the short hem. Gigi gently put his mouth to the outline of her pussy lips pressing against the satin-like material. He stopped briefly relishing her womanly scent.
Lisbeth let her hand cup his chin on finishing.
“I think you are going to make for a very good girl…..yes Gigi….i can see the potential already and we’ve only just begun your journey to ‘Life in the Lady Pond’.”
Lance had listened to her hit song of the same name so often like many fans that tried to find hidden meaning in artist’s lyrics he frequently wondered what it really meant.
The comfort of the bed felt like he was drowning in silky softness. His eyes peeked open. No different then any male he had a craving for morning sex. Despite the body of a weightlifter at 6’ 1” 195 Bruna possessed a large bosom. Her frame dwarfed his thin weaker 143 pounds.
“There baby come nuzzle and suckle.”
Gigi let his tongue slurp along moving onto the expansive 3” areola before sucking on the lifted nipple like mother and child they felt as though one. A few minutes in aroused his penis strained against the restriction of the metal cage.
Bruna loved doing the next part for the shear dominance of the act. She rolled her body on top of Gigi letting him feel the full weight of it. It felt so natural for him to be the submissive one spreading his legs.
Pulling it out from behind her panties she let the latex cock of her strap-on rest on his tummy. So slowly his hands lifted to lay on her shoulders a brief look down at the phallus informed him he was about to be penetrated. His eyes still pretty with mascara and colorful shadow looked at her showing uncertainty and concern.
“Gigi honey don’t be afraid…I’ll be gentle …a virgin always has to be treated with care on her first time…..”
Her eyes held his as her words acted as a distraction while Bruna prepared the last necessity.
“Your emotions will heighten so will your senses…it’s a byproduct of the estrogen taking over your endocrine network….in time you’ll appreciate them….they’ll give you deeper…..more meaningful feelings.”
His head pushed back on the pillows as his mouth formed an ‘O’. Slick with lube the phallus was inside Gigi. The woman spotted the tube of lipstick on the nightstand. Mesmerizing in their sway her milky d-cups held his attention as she picked the item up and creamed his lips. The way she said it made him feel girlish.
“Lets have your pussy adjust to the size……yes they look so pretty don’t they…lovely large areolas….hard nipples…so soft and creamy I just love having breasts…go ahead put your lipstick mark right here.”
Gigi pouted his lips and left the colorful imprint. He didn’t realize it until he did. His body was moving in steady motion under her body and guidance. Like a train departing the station taking him further from his masculinity Bruna’s dildo was fucking him deeper into the girl world he would come to stay in.
It’s so often the case once a male’s illusion of acting as an alpha is exposed as the imposter it is Gigi was enjoying the role of being made feminine beta. He needed to do it…Gigi felt compelled to make the sounds a female does lifting his legs high and wide the gentle cooing slipped out.
“Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh….ewww, eewwww, eeeewwwww.”
Bruna wanted to hear it…she knew it would be a demonstration of acceptance.
“Baby should I stop? Perhaps I’ll have you lick at my vagina.”
“No, no, no, no please don’t stop Domina…please keep your cock inside me…eeewwww, eewwww, ewwwwww it feels so good.”
Bruna flipped the switch making the dildo of a cock vibrate.
“Oh my goodness….your cock…..ooohhhhhh dear me….you’re hard cock it feels soooo nice.”
Bruna took his hands laying them on her breasts she wanted him to feel the swirling milk inside that aided their appeal as they swayed. The woman could tell he was thinking about it…what would it feel like to have his own girlish looking lush twins…..what would they look like to see a pair of breasts on his body.
The moment his body started to quiver Bruna quickened the pace she so enjoyed draining a male through vigorous penetration. Instead of him being the one to leave behind his seed in fell out harmlessly onto his flat tummy as the cream gently oozed out through the locked chastity cage.
Now it was her turn she called it a femme depository. Lowering her hand she squeezed the ball-sac a combination of yogurt and liquid estrogen spurted out the first gush inside his anal canal.
“Oh I never knew how nice it could feel Ms. Bruna.”
“It should feel nice Gigi dear…there is estrogen in the mix…every time my cock erupts and squirts it will make you even more girlish when I come inside you.”
The implication was clear…take her cock and its cream and Gigi would feel more feminine.
The statement was meant to be more symbolic then physically impactful. Not only would his mind-set need to be altered it would take months of careful dosages to truly drain his masculinity and turn him femme bringing him into a life lived in the Lady Pond.
Ten minutes later Gigi found himself kneeling on the side of the bed the cock sliding in and out of his mouth from the blow job he was performing he didn’t hear the knock on the door.
“Oh excuse me Maam…I can come back.”
“Hi Maid Betty…do come in…it’s so nice to see a girl like Gigi learn how to give head…I saved a little just for her to swallow…you yourself know how submissive one feels when sucking a cock to the point they have to swallow its cream.”
His eyes glancing up to see Maid Betty clutching his robe closed at the chest watching as the first blast hit the back of Gigi’s throat only to have three more follow.
“Now run along Gigi dear a day filled with housecleaning awaits…you be a good girl and follow the directions from Maid’s Betty and Helen.”
The moment the door closed Bruna made a beeline for the loo sitting on the seat she’d felt sure she might not be able to hold out any longer from needing to urinate.