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Maid for the Family - Part 3 ? by: Sissy Sally-Anne Following on from Part 2... After pleasing Elizabeth, she took me upstairs to her bed. I could not believe how tired I was. My energy was gone completely. She asked me to strip and then dressed me in a long white silk nightdress. I slipped into bed and curled up under the quilt. "Sleep well, Jason," said Elizabeth, as she turned out the light. "We still have so much to do." Quietly, she left the room and when downstairs. I slept soundly. The alarm went off beside me. It was 10.30am. I had slept for over 10 hours. The soreness of my hole reminded me of the previous day and what had happened. I was hoping that I had imagined it all but that was not the case. I shuddered when I remembered how I had asked my mother to push the dildo inside of me. Tears came to my eyes once more. But, now, even in my shame, I was still becoming aroused. It was as if my mind hated myself but my body loved my new life. And that was exactly it. I was starting a new life. I realised that I could hear voices downstairs. Not wanting to show myself but desperate for a drink, I sneaked across the landing to the bathroom to grab some water. Suddenly, I heard Elizabeth call from downstairs. "OK, sleepyhead, I know the alarm has gone off. Put the pink robe on and come downstairs." I resigned myself to the fact that life was going to continue for now and followed her instructions. I found the robe at the end of the bed. It was a pink and white quilted gown with buttons up the front. It was full of frills and just long enough to cover my knees. Since the house was not too warm, it felt very comfortable. I slipped it over my nightdress, buttoned it up and walked slowly downstairs. Elizabeth was still talking to the people in the lounge but she stopped as she saw me coming down the stairs. "There are some cups of coffee in the kitchen, Jason. Bring them in on a tray." As I walked into the kitchen, I noticed that there were 4 cups. For who? Peter and Lorraine? Mary and Robert? They had all seen me already. I did not care anymore. I put the cups on the tray and carried them through into the lounge. When I entered the room, I almost dropped the tray. On the sofa sat my mother and alongside her, sat my sister, Barbara. "I was just telling Barbara how you misbehaved in front of your mother yesterday," said Elizabeth. I stood frozen. No-one was laughing. They were all serious. My mother spoke next. "When I explained it to Barbara, she could not believe it so I thought that I would bring her round. I was hoping that she could see you in your nice maids uniform." I could do or say nothing. I just stared at my feet. "What a good idea!" said Elizabeth, "Go and have a quick shower and then get changed into your uniform. It is in the front bedroom. All of the items are laid out. Now, you've got 10 minutes." I placed the tray on the table and left. Once upstairs, I paused. I couldn't do this. I just couldn't. Not in front of my sister as well. My mind continued to think of options. The best I could come up with was to do everything as well as I could and then maybe Elizabeth would be happy. I had a very quick shower, being very careful with my bottom. It felt so raw. The hole seemed bigger than normal but there was no mirror to check myself. Knowing that I did not have much time, I rushed into the bedroom to get dressed. First of all, I put on the bright pink suspender belt and stockings. It was a shocking pink colour but it matched the satin bra and panties. The material was so wonderful that I almost began playing with myself. Then, I stepped into my bright pink PVC maids dress. Although it was tight and difficult, I managed to pull the zip all the way up the back but I was pretty sure that I could not take it off myself. I checked myself in the mirror and placed the cap on my head. It was a strange feeling that took over my body. I was confused. It seemed frightening that I was about to go downstairs, dressed like this, in front of my mother and sister but I was becoming excited anyway. Maybe it was the material or the situation, I don't know but I knew that I was getting hard underneath my dress. One last check and then I went downstairs. I stood in the doorway. As they all stared, my eyes went to the floor. Elizabeth was sitting in her usual chair wearing a flower print summer dress. "Don't you think he is just wonderful, Barbara? Come and stand in front of me, Jason. Face your mother and sister." I did exactly as I was told. My eyes remained lowered but I did what she said. I thought it would all finish much quicker that way. "Now, lift up the skirt of your dress and show them your lovely pink panties." I couldn't! I knew I was hard underneath. They would see it for sure. "Jason, don't disobey me as yesterday." The tears began to run again. I turned to Elizabeth. "Please...Please don't make me do this." Elizabeth's face was like thunder. "What!?! How dare you do this again." She grabbed my body and turned me round quickly "If you won't do it, I will!" With that, she pulled up my skirt, showing my panties. "Look, he's got an erection." Said Barbara "So, that's why he was hiding himself," said Elizabeth. "Now you can see that he likes his new uniform. Jason, I'm going to wank you now. Yes, in front of your mother and sister." She whispered into my ears, "If you give me any more trouble, I will have you back in the bag." It was horrible. I wanted to run away and hide but there was no hiding from this anywhere. Standing behind me, Elizabeth wrapped her arm round and began pumping my cock inside the satin panties. I couldn't look at my mother or sister. I just looked down as my body betrayed me once again. Elizabeth spoke again. "Now, tell your sister that you like being a sissy." I did not want to say anything but a sharp squeeze of my dick reminded me that I had no choice. "I...I like being a sissy." "Say it like you mean it. Tell her what it is you like." "I like being a sissy, I like my lovely dress and underwear." I could feel it building inside me. The pleasure was filling my brain. I was going over that edge once more. "Tell your sister than you like to drink from me." "Oh...Yeess...I love...I love to drink from you, Elizabeth." "From my pussy. You love licking pussy, don't you?" "Yes...Oh yes..I love licking your pussy." I was getting close to cuming and Elizabeth could feel it. "Tell you sister that you want to drink from her pussy." No! She couldn't make me, could she? Not my own sister. I cringed but the desire drove me deeper. "Please...Please Barbara. Can I...drink from your pussy?" With those words, I exploded into my panties and dropped to the floor. The room was silent as I caught my breath. I was exhausted but I knew what was coming. I looked up towards the sofa. Barbara was removing her clothes. My mother was watching. She too seemed excited as my sister took off her bra and panties. First, Elizabeth made me take off my panties and lick up all my own juices. "He loves his own cum, you know," said Elizabeth, "Now, Jason, I want you to show how you treat women. You better be good. I will go and make some more coffee but I expect you to give Barbara at least two or three orgasms." She sat back down on the sofa and slid down a little way so that I would have good access. Parting her legs, I noticed she had shaved. No hair at all. I could not look her in the face. I just crawled across the carpet and went straight to her damp slot. The smell was heaven. Forget the embarrassment, forget the shameful act I had just committed. I was doing what I enjoyed the most. My tongue pressed deep inside and I began licking and drinking from her pussy. Within a few seconds, she came quickly, flooding my mouth. I could not stop. My face was wet all over as she held my head and grinded herself against me. For about 20 minutes, I licked and sucked from my sister. Eventually, she was happy and pushed me away. "That was very good, Elizabeth. Do you let him do that often?" "No. He likes it too much. I think that after his little outburst, I will have to punish him later." "Oh, yes. Mum told me about that." "Actually, Barbara. You could get it started for me if you like." "What are we doing this time?" "Just let me get it" Elizabeth went out into the Study and came back with a huge black butt plug. "That's massive," said my mother. "Don't worry, Linda. It will fit. Jason, turn round and show your sister your asshole." I did as I was told once more. I was completely submissive. I knew better than to argue. I knelt on my hand and knees, with my bottom facing Barbara. "Oooh. His hole looks very red." "Don't worry. Just shove that plug up there. Since it is his punishment, he does not need any gel." My sister pushed gently to start off with but that did not last long. As the pain of the stretching began, I fought back the tears as much as I could. Just as I thought it would rip me right open, it slid in and my hole closed behind it. "That won't come out easily," said Barbara. "Good," said Elizabeth, "Now, Jason, lie on your back on the floor." Once more I did as I was told. My feet were towards the sofa. Elizabeth moved round and stood above my head, facing my mother and sister. She eased herself down to her knees. My head disappeared under her dress. "I thought you let him do this for pleasure," said my mother. "Oh no. He's not getting to lick THAT hole." As her words clicked in my head, I looked up at her huge ass. With the skirt being fairly seethrough, I watched as her hands came under and parted her cheeks. I could smell her asshole. It wasn't clean. Slowly she lowered herself down. Feeling around, she waited until she was right over my mouth and then she sat with her full weight. I though I would suffocate but there was just enough space for me o breathe through my nose, although the smell was horrible. "Now, I only wiped a little after my morning poop so get going. Lick it all up or I will squeeze your balls until they come off." My tongue began to reach out and soon tasted what she had left behind. It was the smell that was the worst part. I stopped as I thought that I could no longer continue without being sick. Suddenly, I felt Elizabeth's hand squeeze my balls really hard. It was only a quick squeeze but it hurt so badly. "Did I say you could stop? No. So, continue licking. I want to be completely clean or I might not wipe at all next time." The ordeal went on for quite a few minutes. Elizabeth continued to talk to Barbara and my mother, while moving about a little on my face. The topics ranged from 'where she got the dress from' to 'my first admission'. Barbara began to talk about things at the hospital where she worked. "I have some friends who were really enjoy a few hours with Jason," she said. "They could try some things out, if you know what I mean." "Hmmm..," said Elizabeth, "I think I do understand actually. I will keep that in mind." The rest of the day, I was worked very hard. My uniform was removed and replaced with the nylon overall once more. Elizabeth had me cleaning the bathroom, all the bedrooms and the kitchen. In a way, I was quite happy. Although the butt plug was always in place to remind me of my servitude, I felt comfortable having something to do. Stupidly, I still believed that if I made Elizabeth happy enough, nothing else would happen to me. It was about 4pm when I finally got chance to sit down. Lorraine and Peter came round and I served coffee to everyone. I was glad to drink and have a break but no sooner than I had finished my coffee, Elizabeth called me into the lounge. I stood in front of her as she began to speak. "It is time that we told you what is going to happen." She glanced at the others, and turned to me with a caring smile. "In a few moments, the tablet that Lorraine slipped in your coffee will start to work. You won't lose consciousness for an hour or so yet but I thought that I should warn you that your arms and legs will become weak and unable to move. Soon after, you will no longer be able to speak." I was stunned and terrified. What were they going to do? "Jason, we have decided that, in your best interests, it is time that you had breasts." "What!?!" "You have been our maid for a few days now and it is clear that you shall never be anything else. Although it has been fun to embarrass you in front of our friends and your family, you need to make the final change." Lorraine joined in. "Of course, we will let you keep your little dick. We know how much you like us to feed you your own juices, but when you have huge titties, we will all have so much more fun." "Huge!?!" "It was Mary's idea," said Lorraine "Yes," said Elizabeth. "I suggested a nice B or C cup but she said that, with the waist training and diet, you might end up with a figure better than hers." "With a E cup, you will look more like the toy we all want you to be. After all, it is our choice," said Lorraine I began to feel dizzy. I couldn't say whether it was the tablet or just the shock of the whole thing. Of course, I had read stories about she- males but I never wanted to be one and it scared me to death. I had to get out of here. At that moment, I fell to the floor. I turned and started crawling towards the door but it was no good. The room was starting to spin. I tried to steady myself but I collapsed, unable to feel my arms or legs. I tried to turn and look back but virtually my whole body had become numb. "Please," I cried, tears flooding down my face, "don't do this to me. I will do anything you want. Anything! Don't turn me into a woman." "Oh, Jason," said Elizabeth, "You'll never be a woman. Women are wonderous creatures. You will never earn the right to be a true woman. No, we are simply going to make sure that you never forget who you belong to. With breasts, you will never be able to leave here." "No, please, no!" My terror would have driven into a frenzy but I could not move a muscle. As I lay there, my mouth slowly stopped moving. I was awake and breathing but could no longer do anything apart from move my eyes. All I could do was stare at the carpet as Elizabeth continued to tell me of my new fate. "Your deepest and innermost dreams will finally come true, Jason. Just imagine it. I know what you want and I will help. Of course, you will still work as my maid. I am sure we can find a new humiliating uniform for you. But, I know you will enjoy your new life so much !!" There was nothing I could do. They all helped to take me upstairs and into Mary's bedroom. I could see someone in a white coat. "The tablet is working fine, Dr. Sommer." The Doctor was an attractive woman in her late 30's I guessed. She looked in my eyes. "Yes, he is doing just fine. Well, as I said before, although his request is a little unusual, it is a very simple operation with very little fuss. Barbara will assist...." I passed out. My mind stirred and I thought that I was waking up. My mouth was horribly dry and my eyes seemed almost unable to open. I strained to see but all seemed dark. Slowly, as my sight adjusted, I could see that I was in Elizabeth's bedroom. The curtains were closed but some light was coming through. I moved slightly but was met by a searing pain in my chest. I tried to look down my body. I couldn't believe it! They had done it! For real! Although my chest was all strapped up with bandages, there was no mistaking the huge growths and it was definitely attached to me. My head turned as the door opened. "You're coming round then," The voice was familiar. It was my sister. "I would stay very still, if I were you. The operation went just fine but you will be very tender for a while. Here, I will give you another injection. This will numb the pain but it will keep you out for a few hours. Probably just as well." I saw her move round to the side of the bed and lift up my arm. Within a few seconds, the pain went away and I drifted off again. "Jason, can you hear me?" I came round from my sleep and opened my eyes. Elizabeth was standing by the side of my bed. I tried to wake up. Was I dreaming? What had happened to me? As I moved slightly, I felt a weight moving on my chest. My new breasts! "How are you feeling?" I struggled to find words. I was still not yet completely awake. I had been put back in my white silk nightdress. I could feel the material against my skin. "I'll help you sit up." She came round behind me and helped me to sit up in the bed. Suddenly, I was aware of the weight and pressure of my new chest. It was painful to feel them pulling my skin. Elizabeth could see I was in discomfort. "Don't worry. You'll soon get used to having them. I'll get you a bra for now," With that, she hurried out of the room. I looked down at the bulges hidden in white silk. I had to see for myself. Slowly, I undid the buttons at the top of my nightdress and looked inside. They were indeed large, with huge brown circles and large nipples. I would have been happy to see such magnificent breasts on my girlfriend. But they were on me! I burst into tears as Elizabeth came back into the room. "Please..," I said, "Please help me get rid of them....I want to be a man again." Elizabeth sat down on the bed, looking very stern. "Now, Jason or should I say Cindy..." I looked up. "Yes, Cindy is the new name that I have decided to give you. I can hardly say 'Jason' anymore, can I?" My head sank back down as I tried to take it all in. "Cindy, you will come to love your new breasts just as much as I do. I am sure once you have experienced the pleasure that they can give you, you will be more than happy." "But, I don't want to be like this," "Oh, yes you do!" said Elizabeth, raising her voice, "How can you be so ungrateful!?! If it wasn't for me, you would be out on the streets with no job or anything to your name. When we all found out what a perverted little slut you are, we didn't send you back to your own family in disgrace. No, we made something out of you. Now you are my slave and maid. I can make you do whatever you want. In return, you get to live your deepest darkest dreams. These breasts are a small price to pay for that, I feel. Now, are you going to comply or do you have to go in the bag again?" I just couldn't stop crying. Before this, I always saw a possibility of an end, an escape, a way out. But, now it was clear that my life would never be my own. "That's it. I've had enough." She stripped the bedclothes back and grabbed my arm. I tried to resist but she was far too strong in my weakened state. She literally pulled me down the stairs, my legs banging on the rail as I slid down. She pushed me forward and I stumbled into the lounge. Lorraine sitting on the sofa. "What's going on?" "Hold him on the floor and don't let him move," Lorraine used her massive weight to pin me to the floor easily. Only about a minute later, Elizabeth returned with some things and the bag. Lorraine turned me over so my face was on the floor. Elizabeth spread my legs and lifted up my nightdress. I could feel her fingers parting my cheeks. "This will teach you to be thankful," With a sharp jerk, her finger pushed deep in my asshole. I could only assume it was another suppository. "Now, let's strap him in." My struggles were no match for these two women together. Lorraine held me while Elizabeth took my nightdress off and pulled a pair of thin plastic pants over me. My mind could almost not cope with what was happening. Once inside, Lorraine zipped the bag up and made sure that buckles and straps were pulled agonizingly tight. "There," she grunted, "that should do." Elizabeth leaned over and looked straight in my face. "I hope that this makes you appreciate exactly how much I have done for you." She reached over and pulled the tight rubber hood over my head. Once more, I was in darkness. My mouth was prized open and a ball bag was inserted. I braced myself for being moved but I stayed exactly where I was. The television was left on, and I assume life must have continued around me. I laid still in the middle of the room, not able to move even if I wanted to. As before, I had no track of time. I did not know even what day it was. I guess that I had slept through the night after the operation but I could not be sure. And, like the previous time in the bag, I think I drifted off once or twice. I heard the music for the news on the TV but I could not hear what was being said. Regardless, once more, my body had a huge desire to empty itself. There was no way to move and because of the noise from the TV, I had no idea where everyone was. I farted loudly as my body started to work with the medicine. This time I was not sure that my plastic pants would hold it all. I farted again, even louder. All of a sudden, the TV was turned off. Hands moved at the back of my head and released the gag. Thank god! I thought. Saved in time. I felt sure that Elizabeth would rather let me go to the bathroom than clean me the pants and the bag. My eyes strained in the light as the hood was quickly pulled off. It did not take me long to realise my situation. After removing my hood, Lousie sat back down on the sofa with Mary and Barbara. My mother and Elizabeth sat in the two armchairs. Elizabeth began her explanation. "Don't worry, Linda. This is another one of Jason's ideas...Sorry, Cindy's ideas. We had talked before about his punishment and I hoped that you wouldn't see this one so soon but it was very naughty this morning, complaining about the breasts that we gave him." "No, it's OK, Elizabeth. Cindy is not really my son anymore. I am glad that you have found a suitable use for him...her. Maybe I can get involved again afterwards." I could see that my own mother was even thinking of using me. I must have looked terrified. "Should be about any moment now, Linda," said Lorraine All of a sudden, my mind came back to my bowels. The rumbling was obviously to all in the room. "Please, Elizabeth," I begged, "Not in front of my mother and my sister," "Tell me that you love your breasts. Tell me that you are so happy being my sissy maid," I tried to ignore the other people in the room and just concentrated on Elizabeth. "Yes, Elizabeth. I am yours. Your maid and I love my breasts. I love them so much and I love you for giving me them. Now I can be a true sissy maid for you. Please...Please let me out." She smiled and chuckled a little, but stayed perfectly still. She was never going to let me out. There was a small burning sensation and I realised that I could no longer hold it. With a noise as loud as a motorbike, my bottom exploded. I closed my eyes as I felt the warm soft sensation spreading around my bottom and out through the leg holes of my plastic pants. Everyone burst out laughing. Lorraine was almost crying with laughter. I closed my eyes and cried. At the same time, I wet myself. The sound of water splashing in my plastic pants only caused further bouts of laughter. "Oh, that was too much," said Lorraine, tears of laughter running down her face, "I am going to have to rest." "Certainly not," said Elizabeth, already standing up. "Give me a hand to move him out into the garden before he starts to stink the whole house out." The two of them picked me up and dragged me outside. Elizabeth undid the buckles and zip, leaving me there for 15 minutes or so to let everything out. As before, I was hosed down and sent into the bathroom to shower. My mother and sister left saying that they would be back again tomorrow. I swear my mother was even looking forward to it. In the bathroom, I got a chance to finally examine what had happened to me. There only seemed to be some small holes at the side of my breasts and some incisions but you could hardly notice. Mary kept watch over me as I washed and kept slapping my hands if I actually tried to touch my chest. After my shower, I was taken into Elizabeth's bedroom and told to change. There was a new satin red maids uniform on the bed with a very low neck line. Not wanting anything else for today, I decided the best thing to do would be to go along with everything and hope to get to bed without further incident. I paused briefly to look in the mirror. From no matter which way I stood, I looked completely male apart from these huge breasts. I was like a circus sideshow. But, I was still getting erect looking at myself. Maybe I could see what they felt like. Just at that moment, Elizabeth came in. "Come on, get dressed. I want you downstairs now. Here, let me help." First of all, I put on the red hold up stockings. This was followed by some red crotchless panties, which Elizabeth pulled my cock through. I looked on the bed for a bra. "You don't need a bra with this dress." She took the maids uniform off the bed and undid the zip so I could put my arms through. She was right. The low neck line was low enough to show and support my huge breasts. They would be there on display for everyone. I looked at myself in the mirror once more. Elizabeth noticed my dick rising up under the dress. "Come on, Cindy. I think it is time that you had some fun." As I walked down into the lounge, there were more cries of laughter. Mary and Robert had come round to see my latest change. "Wow," said Mary. "When I said big, I didn't mean that big. They're massive." She was right. I looked horrible. I wanted to cry again but looking down, I realised that I was excited again. Just the sight of my new breasts was turning me on. I hated myself but I could not stop it. Lorraine sat with Robert and Mary on the sofa and Elizabeth watched me from her chair. "Now, Cindy, you have had a very hard day with everything that has happened. You are now going to enjoy yourself. Start playing with your new breasts." I stood still. I was really unsure of what I should do. How would it feel? Would it be strange or wonderful? "I said, play with them or you'll be back in the bag tonight." Elizabeth's threat shook me, and once again, I responded to her words. This was the first time that I had been able to touch myself. I was not prepared for the result. I started by tracing my fingers gently around my nipples. God! The shivers went straight down my legs. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, moving my fingers again, desperate for the feeling to return. And it did! I looked down at my already hard cock, sticking out from under the dress. I hated the sight of my she-male body but it was turning me on more than I could possibly believe. With both hands, I began gently massaging my breasts. This was incredible. I almost collapsed on the floor. "What a total slut!", said Lorraine Mary was laughing, "I always thought that he enjoyed playing with my tits a little too much. At least, he is squeezing his own now." I was not looking at them anymore. Just like it was the first time I wanked in front of Lorraine all those days ago, I was lost in my own heaven. The feeling was incredible. I had to come. My right hand left my breast and moved down to grab my cock. Elizabeth smacked my hand painfully. "Did I say that you could play with your dick? No, of course not." I held my hand, rubbing the red strip left across my fingers. "Lorraine, strap him on the bench." The bench was brought in. Instead of leaning forward as before, I was strapped facing upwards. Elizabeth brought two stirrups in and attached them to the bottom of the bench. Carefully, she lifted my legs and strapped my ankles into them. Moving them around slightly, my legs were pushed up a little, exposing my little hole to everyone. "Wow! His little fuckhole is getting really quite big now. What have you done to him, Mum?" "Oh, don't worry, Mary. He had a big plug up there most of the other day and I will be using bigger dildos with him now. He could do with a real cock though, this being his first time as a she-male. Robert, I don't suppose you would do this, would you?" "Mum!" cried Mary, "Robert's my boyfriend. I don't want him fucking this sissy's asshole." Robert calmed her down. "It's OK. He was useless as your Jason once. Let me show him what you get from my big dick. Anyway, this will really open his little pussy up. It's going to make him real sore. You'll have to get me hard though." Mary knelt down and began to unzip Robert's jeans. I had seen his cock before but it still looked massive as she eased it out of his pants. "That's it, Baby. Now, take it in your mouth and make me hard for this sissy slut." I watched through my spread legs as Mary took what she could in her mouth. He was so big that she almost choked but you could see how much she was enjoying it. Robert rubbed his hands through her hair and rolled his head back. "God! You suck me so well. Careful, I don't want to cum just yet." Elizabeth and Lorraine tied my hands to the bench and then leaned forward over me on either side. They each took one breast and began to pinch and pull on my nipples. It was incredible. Painful, yet incredibly exciting too, I almost came. My body had never known such pleasure. Robert removed himself from Mary's mouth and knelt down between my legs. I could feel his cock by my hole and I wanted it so badly. I felt like I was a woman. I know it wasn't true but every part of me craved his huge penis to be buried in me. I felt shame, but it had been overtaken by my own sexual need "Ask him to fuck you, Jason," said Lorraine, staring with lust at Robert's dick. I needed no further encouragement "Please Robert, Please fuck my little hole. I am so desperate to have you inside me." Tears round down my face. I could not believe what I just said but I did want it so badly. I would have done anything. Greased by Mary's saliva, Robert began easing his length inside me. It was unbelieveable. It felt it would reach up inside me to my mouth. Slowly he eased back and forth until I was almost pushing against him to get it further inside me. Elizabeth and Lorraine were squeezing my breasts quite viciously now. But, I needed them to. I needed that feeling so much. "Give in, Jason. Tell him how much you want it." Robert was virtually ripping my hole apart but I was lost in a daze. I wanted him to push so hard. "Oh, yes,..Robert..please! Please! Fuck my little pussy. Ram it in me .....Oh....yes...yes.. I can feel it...Cum for me....Cum inside me .....fill me up.....give me it all.....fuck me like a whore..yes....fuck me like the little whore that I am...." "You really love cocks now, don't you Jason?" said Mary, her smile growing. "Yes....Oh, yeeeeesss...I love to have a cock inside me....God! It's sooo good." My head flew back as the pleasure hit me, wave after wave. "Do you want more? I bet you would like to have lots, wouldn't you? Filling up your little pussy, drinking lots of cum at the same time. Is that what you want?" It was no good denying my deepest feelings now. I no longer cared. "Yes.. Please....I want to suck on lots of big cocks... have them cum in my mouth...filling me up with their juices...please...I need it...." Robert began to strain. "I can't hold it any longer..." "Take it out!" shouted Elizabeth, "Cum all over him," On command, Robert pulled out sharply. It only took a split second before he sprayed his juices all over me, landing all over my new breasts. "Let me feed it to you," said Mary She rubbed her fingers in the juices. She began feeding me while Lorraine started slapping my own cock against my belly with her other hand. I would cum very quickly. "You are going to be so happy in your new life, Cindy. Just a few days ago, you were my pathetic fianc?e. Now, you are my mother's she-male maid. A sissy slut." Elizabeth joined in. "Yes, Cindy. From now on, every evening, you will be used. Your picture will be on the internet, 'Sissy she-male, available for hire.' Of course, you will be my sissy maid during the week but at weekends, you will be a lovely sissy slut, available to men with big cocks. Imagine that, 48 hours of nothing else other than sucking and fucking. That's what you want, isn't it? That's what you've always wanted." "Yeeesssss......" And, with that, I came spraying my hot juices all over my new breasts.