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The day after Alan became Babette was eventful to say the least. It was also one
of the best days 24 of his life.
His eyes opened once again to that pink-tinted mirror and the tiny Asian vision
he had become. Those ridiculously long locks of shiny black hair, those little
pink eyes, that pert little nose. Every body part asserting that he was one-
hundred percent feminine. One-hundred percent submissive. And one-hundred
percent vulnerable.
With a great deal of effort he pushed the frilly pink covers off of his
sensitive body. As the light, wispy material of the sheets glided over his body,
Alan shuddered. His skin was extremely sensitive. Perhaps even absurdly so.
After the covers were completely removed, Alan felt a warm-wetness downstairs.
He sighed, disgusted at himself and at the same time lusty for Rock again. Rock,
that impossible vision of a man. Rock, the towering, tan, barrel-chested, alpha-
male than Alan knew he could only dream of having. Fantasizing of him for the
rest of his life. Which he had found out last night would never end, as long as
no physical harm came to him. But these thoughts of hopelessness were quickly
shut out by his feelings of lust and need for comfort in the arms of Rock. Of
course, there was only one way he could summon Rock. He needed his dildo.
?There?s something I never thought I?d think.? Alan squeaked in his mousy, 6-
year-old-girl voice. He crawled around on the mammoth bed, looking everywhere he
could for that tiny pink dildo. The one no bigger than a thumb and no longer
than 5 inches, but the one relative to Alan?s size, that was like plunging 10
inches into his teeny vagina. And that?s how Alan imagined Rock, hung like a
horse. ?Oh, Rock.? Alan whimpered. ?Why can?t you be real??
Finally, Alan found the dildo at the foot of the bed, hiding under the mess of
covers he had made. He picked it up and instantly noticed the scent coming from
it. That light odor of feminine musk that could only be from one place. Except
this one was even sweeter, it was female musk mixed with what could almost be
called honey. And it made Alan ecstatic. He immediately rotated his dainty legs
behind his tiny head and plunged the dildo into his molten hole. ?Rock! Rock!
Rock! Rock! I am your slut! I am your slave. I am the epitome of a submissive
sissy girl! Fuck me like the nymph-KuKu-bitch I?ve become! Ahhhhhhh!? Alan
achieved three orgasms before Amy walked in and caught him in the middle of his
fourth.
?What are you doing, Babette!? It?s 7:30! You?re going to be late for your first
day of KuKu School!?
Alan gasped, partly from the shock of removing the dildo from his cunt, and
partly from the shock of Amy catching him in the middle of his Rock fantasy. He
felt violated and betrayed. When he and Rock made love, it was to be private.
And now Amy had ruined it, Alan?s picture of Rock had dissolved quickly away to
be replaced by Amy?s sweet, but alas, womanly face. That was another thing. Alan
just wasn?t attracted to women anymore. And Amy knew that now. She had caught
him fully embracing his new life and wants. His feminine instincts, so to speak.
And it was incredibly embarrassing.
?Good morning Am?I mean Mummy.? Alan said brightly.
?You almost forgot what to call me, Babette. My name IS Amy, but we don?t call
our mothers by their first names, do we? No, especially not sweet little girls
like you. I?ll let it slide, since you DID just get up--? Amy paused to look at
the dildo in Alan?s tiny hand, ?Or have we been up already?? Amy winked.
?Yes, Mummy. I?m sorry, Mummy.?
?You?re forgiven. But there?s no time for this talk. Off to the showers we go,
missy!?
Amy picked up Alan?s tiny frame, admiring the handiwork of Mistress Ku?s potion.
Here where once a huge man of men was, a 6?5?, football playing, deep-voiced
master of his world, was now a tiny, sex-starved, little vulnerable girl. All
dressed up in her little choker collar and wispy pink babydoll nightie. All
dolled up like the most girlish Barbie. A man?s man to a girl?s girl. And Amy
couldn?t help but have a sense of pride mixed in with her guilt for being apart
of it.
Amy undressed Alan and gave him a bath. She took her time even though Alan had
to be at the school at 8:30. She had to take her time. Alan was a very sensitive
creature now, she couldn?t just scrub over him one time with a louffa and call
it quits. No, you had to be slow and gentle with his body. You had to take extra
care of his long, silky hair, paying attention to every lock of it. Maintaining
Alan was a 24 hour job. He had to be guarded and protected like a piece of fine
china. Which in a way, was what Alan was. Fine China.
When she took him out of the tub, it was 8:20. ?Mistress Ku might be
disappointed that you?re late for the first day of school, but she always says
to express the care of you over punctuality.? Amy informed. ?Nothing is more
important than making sure someone so fragile as yourself isn?t harmed in any
way.?
Amy dried and dressed him in what he would come to find was the official school
outfit, and what eventually would become his official outfit, period, after
awhile. A light-pink Easter dress with a low-cut neck and large, short, poofy
sleeves, a bow in the back, and several very poofy petticoats under the hem-
line. His name was also on the left side of the front of the dress in feminine,
glittery letters, ?Babette?. The low cut of the dress showed off Alan?s immense
cleavage very well. And the pink, 6-inch heels displayed his tight, round ass
beneath the layers of petticoats nicely.
Alan minced with Amy out to the driveway to the awaiting brand-new Ford
Excursion waiting in the driveway. It was, of course, hot pink. Amy boosted Alan
into his special seat in the back of the car. It was a small, pink, frilly baby
seat. And Alan fit into it perfectly. ?This is for your own protection.? Amy
said while gently strapping him in.
The drive to the KuKu school was short. The only reason Alan noticed this is
because he realized he didn?t have much time to think about Rock on the way up
there. When all distractions were away, that?s all Alan would ever be able to
think about, and it would be this way until the day he died.
?Here we are, sugar.? Amy said. ?Ready to meet all the other girls like you??
?I guess.? Alan whispered.
?Oh, come on now, baby. You?ll love it.? Amy said, picking Alan out of his baby
seat. ?Now give Mummy a kiss before I go.?
?Go?? Alan squeaked. ?I thought you were going to be with me all the time!?
?I can?t, doll.? Amy said. ?I would if I could, but I can?t. Mistress Ku?s
orders. You stay at school by yourself. Sorry sweetness.?
Alan was now very afraid. He didn?t know anyone hear and now his feelings of
vulnerability would sky-rocket without Amy being there to look after him. He
felt completely helpless and terrified. So he did what most children do when
it?s their first day of school. He cried.
?Pleeease don?t leeeave me Mum-mum-mummaaahhh? Alan bawled. Squealing like a
little baby.
?Don?t make a scene, Alan!? Amy said nervously. ?Everyone?s looking at us, now!?
?I?m suh-suh-sorreee. I love you Mummy and I?m scuh-scuh-scared-d-d.?
?I know baby. But suck it up. For both of us.?
Alan did as told. He was still scared beyond belief, but he put the crying under
control. He didn?t really want to stop, but his now submissive nature virtually
forced him to. ?Can I give you a kiss now, Mummy?? Alan cooed.
?Yes.? Amy said, kneeling down to smooch him on the top of his head. This threw
Alan off, as he had craned his neck upward, arched on his toes, and puckered his
lips to get a kiss on them. ?I?m sorry, baby. But I can?t kiss you there
anymore.? Amy said. ?I?m your mother. Not your lover. It?d just be too creepy
now.?
?OK.? Alan sighed. It didn?t really matter that much anyway now. He wasn?t
attracted to girls in any way. But his deep down love for Amy was still there,
he thought maybe a kiss would help her find her deep down love for him again,
too.
Amy drove off and left Alan standing on the curb with his pretty new dress and
his frilly pink purse, staring at a crowd of about 30 KuKus just like him that
glared right back. They weren?t JUST like him. Some were Asian. Some were
Caucasian. Some were Hispanic. Some were Black. Some were black-headed. Some
were red-headed. Some were blonde-headed. Some were brown-headed. A pixie-like
girl dressed in a yellow version of Alan?s dress was the first to break the
silence.
?Um, Hi.? The girl in the yellow dress said meekly.
?Hi.? Alan replied, just as meekly.
?So my name is Daisy. What?s yours??
?Babette. I?m new here.?
?Yeah, I knew that. We all cry the first day we?re brought here. It?s OK that
you cried by the way. God knows there?s been plenty of other things more girlie
than that we?ve been made to do.?
?Thanks. So, what do we do know??
?We experiment.? A Hispanic girl in a purple version of Alan?s dress said. ?Hi,
my name?s Marietta.?
?Experiment?? Alan inquired.
?It?s new student policy. All classes are suspended for the day so that we can
allow the new student to feel comfortable here. We do that by experimenting.
Every girl gets naked and we have a gigantic orgy. It sounds insane. But it?s
really a lot of fun.?
?I don?t like girls anymore.? Alan admitted embarrassingly.
?What?!? Marietta exclaimed. ?That?s a new one. We?ve never had a complete man-
lover before. Most of us are just bi-sexual, now. I think there?s a couple, um,
Bambi and Candy, that only like girls. They were the first KuKus. The Mistress?s
potions just seem to be getting better and better. And I guess you?re the first
to actually receive her ?Total Conversion? potion. We just thought it was a
myth. A lot of us thought the Mistress couldn?t make it. I guess we were wrong.?
?Yeah, I guess so.? Alan said.
?Oh, come here baby. I?m sorry.? Daisy said, walking over to embrace Alan.
?We?ll find out something for you. A nice, strong man to help you feel happy.?
The last sentence made Alan burst into tears. Of course he wanted that, but at
the same time he hated the idea of it. He was totally and utterly defeated. A
fragile girl that had once been a man, and now was the only homosexual KuKu in
the world.
?I?ve got an idea!? A Black girl in a white Easter dress said. ?What if we use a
strap-on??
?Yeah!? Daisy and Marietta agreed. ?Good idea Rosy!?
?Well, I?m not the head of the class for nothing.? Rosy said proudly.
?Is the strap-on, um, small?? Alan said, face reddening incredibly.
?How small do you mean?? Daisy said.
?It has to be like this one.? Alan said, digging into his little purse and
pulling out Rock.
?Oh, sure! We?ve got ones like that. And we could actually put that one on one
of the belts if you?d like.? Marietta said. ?You think you?re the only Asian
KuKu here? All the types of KuKus have their special strengths and weaknesses.
Having a small box is nothing to be ashamed about.?
?Thanks.? Alan said awkwardly. ?And yes, I?d like to use Roc?I mean this one.?
?Rock?? Marietta said. ?Is that what you call it??
?Yes.? Alan sighed. ?Is that stupid or what??
?No, it?s kind of cute actually.? Marietta said encouragingly.
Alan, Marietta, Daisy, and Rosy minced down the halls of KuKu School excitedly.
These moments before love making made them all happy. It took their mind of what
they had once been, and allowed them to embrace what they had become. They all
talked about the impending orgy without break in the conversation. When they
finally came to the KuKu Suite that was at the end of the school hall, they
stopped for a moment and caught their breath. They were all panting lightly from
the walk. The high heels they were forced to wear didn?t exactly give them the
fastest running ability. It actually wasn?t the shoes so much as the feet they
housed. The severe arches made an un-feminine walk impossible.
They all walked inside the suite and to what had been aptly named the
?KuKloset?. A room full of lots of bizarre sex toys, outfits, pornos and books
on sex. It was an expanded version of Alan?s own closet at home. Daisy scrounged
in the strap-on boxes for a belt that would fit Alan?s small dildo and finally
found one. She placed Rock into the belt and helped Marietta into the strap-on.
Alan and Rosy watched this with increasing excitement, cunt juice began to leak
from under their dresses out of their crotchless thongs.
Alan, Daisy, and Rosy minced as quickly as they could back to the large, frilly,
pink canopy bed. Using the small lift placed beside the 5 foot tall bed, they
made their way to the top of it. Marietta waited in the KuKloset while Daisy
gave Alan the rundown. Marietta was serious about her sex, and the theatrics of
making a late entrance were almost too good to resist.
?Now Babette,? Daisy said. ?Marietta can be pretty rough sometimes, so me and
Rosy are here to hold your hand and pull you through your first time. Are you
ready??
?Yes. I think so.? Alan replied.
?Get on your hands and knees. Like a doggy.? Daisy said.
?Do you mean, ?doggy-style??? Alan remarked.
?Yeah, I guess so. Your mind gets so washed over here you forget terms like
that. I?m sorry, yes, ?doggy-style?.?
Alan rolled over onto his knees and elbows, then spread his legs. Rosy tried to
fight back the urge to look under the petticoats and see Alan?s cunt, but she
couldn?t keep it back. She dove under the hemline and licked the Alan?s clit
with her tongue. Alan moaned almost painfully.
?ROSY!? Daisy shrieked.
?I?m sorry, I couldn?t help it.? Rosy said.
?It?s...OK....really.? Alan panted out. If Rosy?s tongue could do that to him.
What would happen when Marietta fucked him. Alan was excited and scared at the
same time.
?Here she comes!? Daisy said.
Marietta rose on the lift to the top of the bed and crawled over to the girls.
?Here I AM, you mean. Are you ready to be fucked like the little KuKu bitch you
are, Babette??
Just being called a ?little KuKu bitch? made Alan quiver. He answered her
resoundingly. ?Yes. Oh, God. Yes.?
Marietta placed herself behind Alan, then threw up the dress and petticoats
until she found his eagerly awaiting box. Marietta could feel the heat coming
from it and could see the juices flowing out of it and down Alan?s leg. ?If
there ever was a girl who needed a good fucking, it?s you ?schweethart?.?
Marietta thought.
When Marietta plunged into Alan?s wetness, Alan let out a squeal like he had
never let out before. It gave him an instant orgasm, but did not keep him from
wanting more. Marietta pumped furiously, faster and harder each time. The two
built up a rhythm, Marietta pumping vigorously upward, while Alan pumped
furiously downward onto her best friend, Rock. Alan became so caught up in the
act that he began fantasizing that Rock was the one doing the pumping. That big,
strong, man of a man. Giving Alan all that he had.
Intoxicating him with his strong musk and making him squeal with every deep
grunt he issued. Alan began to call his name out, much to the confusion of
the other girls. Marietta especially. The girls always squealed ?Marie! Marie!
Marieeeee!? when Marietta fucked them like she was fucking Alan. But this
strange little girl felt compelled to call out the name of her dildo for some
reason. ?Rock! Rock! Oh, fuck me you big sweaty son of a bitch! Rock!? She
didn?t understand how someone could personify their sex toy so vividly. Of
course, she didn?t know that the dildo was something much, much more than just a
dildo.
As the pumping became even harder and faster, Alan began to feel pain from the
pounding Marietta gave her. She didn?t understand how such a weak KuKu could
give such a hard fucking. But of course, she didn?t know Marietta was no
ordinary KuKu. She was a Hispanic KuKu. The strongest of the KuKus. Strength was
the Hispanic KuKu?s best asset. And it was being well displayed here.
The pain Alan felt mixed with the ecstasy to form a hybrid of sex that Alan had
a hard time keeping up with while at the same time having a hard time giving up.
Marietta then did something only a Hispanic KuKu could do, she rocked herself
and Alan onto her back. Making Alan ride her on top instead of from behind. Now
Marietta lay on her back and Alan sat on top of her rocking more furiously than
ever. During the change in position, neither even looked like they had quit
fucking even for a second.
?God! God! God! God! God! God! Shit! God! God! God! Fuck! God! God! God! God!
God! God! God! God! God! God! Fuck me! God! God! God! God! Oh, God! Ohhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhh!? Alan experienced what could inarguably be called the greatest
orgasm in history. His legs spasmed straight out on both sides, his hands did
the same, his neck craned all the way back until he was staring at Marietta
upside-down. And his torso shook and quivered like a woman possessed. The final
pump before the orgasm, the bed broke in two and sent all four girls rolling off
of it onto the pink-carpeted floor. While Alan and Marietta?s love-making had
been occurring. Daisy and Rosy had become so horny from watching Alan that they
had decided to forget about Alan and have a little fun themselves. They were in
the middle of a triple-orgasm sixty-niner when the bed broke and stopped the
clit-licking pretty abruptly.
The four girls lay panting and sweating like crazy on the floor. And when they
all got their breath back, they began laughing. Alan made eye-contact with
Marietta long enough to begin feeling an unconditional love for her. While
Marietta could never bring Alan to orgasm with her finger or anything. She
definitely had passed the test with using Rock. Alan felt protected with
Marietta now. She knew that she was stronger than most KuKus and felt extreme
comfort in that strength. She crawled over to Marietta and cuddled in her
arms. Marietta kissed her on the forehead and stroked her hair.
?I love you, Marietta.?
?I love you, Babette.?
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