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Stupid (Part II) By Sascha Davison "Okay, sweetie, this is what's going to happen next." purred Deborah. Deborah and Isabelle had come down to my room having spent a long hour up in Deborah's room together. I had changed back into my male clothes. Deborah was standing with her hands on her hips and with the help of her beige tight skirt and brown knee high boots, she had assumed her usual air of somebody not to be messed with. Isabelle stood at the door with her arms folded over her ample breasts. My eyes quickly flitted over her and I thought about how magnificent she would look naked with her long black hair falling over that lovely olive skin. When I met her gaze, it became clear she was thinking of me in her red French knickers, and she wasn't enjoying the thought. I'd heard a lot of laughing come down from upstairs while they were talking, but the expression of disgust on Isabelle's face had returned to how it was last time I saw her-contempt and disgust. "We have been wracking our brains to find a way to turn your... hobby... to our advantage..." said Deborah. "While we get even with you at the same time." interrupted Isabelle flatly. "Yes, that was the tricky part. You see we could destroy you by telling everybody about you fact that you get your kicks by dressing in our underwear..." as Deborah said these words, Isabelle shook her head slowly, her eyes fixed on me. Deborah continued, "But as soon as we'd let the cat out of the bag, that would be that. Yes you'd be fucked and we'd have fun watching it, but we'd still be here, and we'd probably have to pay for your room too." "Another possibility would be for you to take our jobs over." I groaned silently. They were both working every night and at the weekend to pay for the extra room. There was no way I could take over their jobs. "Yes, we might still do that. Thirdly, we've got some other options that we're going to explore, but that requires some further investigation. So, take your clothes off." I stood in the middle of the room looking from one to the other pleadingly. "NOW!" barked Isabelle. "Yes, that would be a good idea if you want this to stay just between the three of us." said Deborah I slowly stepped out of my clothes and lay them on the floor. Once naked, I stood red-faced with my hands covering my crotch. "Now do a little turn for us, lovely. Stand so that we can see you from the side." I followed their instructions with my head bowed. "Oh do stand up straight Martin. See I told you Isabelle, he's got pathetically girly shoulders." "Put your arms down and pull your stomach in gay boy." ordered Isabelle "I'm not gay." I said quietly Deborah walked over to me and grabbed my head by the ear and pulled my face to hers. "What did you say? Did you say something to Isabelle?" "I said I'm not gay." I grimaced. "Oh you're not gay? You just like to pretend to be a girl, well whatever, I don't give a shit really. But you seem to have forgotten something. DON'T!" with her other hand she suddenly slapped me across face with all her force, "TALK!" another slap, "UNLESS WE ASK YOUR OPINION. NOW, put your arms by your sides, pull your stomach in and STAND UP STRAIGHT." Fighting back tears, I did what she said. I lifted my head to the ceiling and closed my eyes. My cheeks were already red from the slapping, but I could feel the blood flow into them even more. The situation was bad enough, but I knew that my dick was pointing straight up and with my hands by my sides, there was no way I could cover it up. I tried to imagine I was somewhere else "Oh, look, he's hard again. What is it with you, you little pervert?" Isabelle spat. She grabbed my long hair and roughly pulled my face close to hers so that I could feel the spit as she spoke. "Hey gay-boy! Are you listening to me? What are you? Why do you dress as a woman?" "Yes, and why don't you tell the truth," Deborah had walked over. "because if we think you're lying, we'll call Cathy." She showed me the face of her mobile phone and there was Cathy's number. Isabelle continued the questioning "How long have you been dressing like a woman?" I decided to tell the truth. "Since I was a little boy. I don't do it often, normally I don't want to. I tried to give up, honest, but every do often, I just feel... like..." Isabelle finished for me. "...like you want to put on our underwear, we know. But tell me this. Why do you dress as a woman if you don't want to fuck men? Don't you ever think about fucking men?" "NO, like I said, I'm NOT GAY!" I shouted. "Oh come on," Deborah walked over and started to twirl my hair in between her fingers. She started to speak in a sexy whisper "you're trying to tell me that all these times you've been wearing my lovely, sexy satin undies and stockings, you haven't imagined what it would feel like to be in the arms of a real man?" I was flustered. I'd already said too much, but the situation was moving too fast for me, and the thought of breaking down and telling all was turning me on all too easily. "You've never imagined feeling his hands on your butt or wanted to touch the bulge in his trousers?" "...No, honestly. Please..." I tried not to think. Deborah walked away. "Bullshit." she pressed the call button on her phone and I could here the number dialling. "STOP! Please don't do that!" I was shaking as Deborah was holding the phone to her ear. "Well tell me the truth, then." "Okay, okay, a couple of times, maybe." Deborah stopped the call but kept the phone in her hand. Isabelle grinned. "And? What exactly did you think about?" "Just, ... you know... stuff." Deborah walked back over to me. "Listen, sweetie tell us every detail of your favourite fantasy in gory details now or I'm going to phone her and tell all. And I want to hear ALL the details!" with that she pressed to call button again on her phone. Isabelle clapped her hands and laughed, "NO, oh come on..." I was panicking even more; Deborah just waved the phone in the air at me and raised her eyebrows. I began to sweat. I tried to make something up, but I couldn't think. I screwed my face up, took a deep breath and told the truth. "Okay, I fantasize about being with a guy and being forced to do stuff." My voice shook. My face was red. "Come on! It's nearly ringing!" laughed Deborah. "What do you want? Its the truth." "SMUT!" roared Isabelle "DETAILS!" "Okay... I dream about being made to suck his dick." Deborah stopped the phone and smiled, "Go on quick, we're listening." She held the phone at arms length with one finger on the call button. "Hurry up!" "Look, in the fantasy, he's my master and I dress as a woman, and I'm his slave and I have to do whatever he says, or get punished, and he ties me up and whips me and stuff, and after that I have to suck his dick. Okay???" I was shaking. The girls went quiet. I thought I'd shocked them, and I took the opportunity to try and talk my way out. "So please, Okay, I've told you, now, tell me what I've got to do, and I'll do it, but please stop this..." "I bet you swallow in your fantasies. Do you think about him fucking you too?" interrupted Isabelle. She put her hand on my naked bottom. "Does he give you a good pounding? WELL?" Tears filled my eyes. I couldn't believe she wanted more. "Y-yes." I sniffed. "YES WHAT?" Shrieked Isabelle into my face. "YES, I like to imagine him fucking me and pounding into me!" I sobbed. I had never heard these fantasies come out of my mouth before, and now I was telling them to these two I felt ashamed and disgusted. Tears were rolling down my cheeks now. Isabelle smiled contentedly. "GAY-BOY!" she exclaimed exultantly. Deborah took over. "Right, we don't have all day, hold your arms out away from your sides and stand still." She walked over to me and started to spray what looked like shaving foam all over my body from the neck down. "Oh God, Deborah is this hair remover?" I was still mewling. "What are you doing? What am I going to tell Cathy?" I moaned. I started to put my arms down and moved to get a towel. Deborah grabbed my arm tight. "DON'T move a muscle..." she barked, "if you want us to keep your secret, you're going to have to do what we say and we say NO HAIR. You're going to have to let us worry about Cathy; you've got no choice. Now get back, stand still and SHUT UP!" I knew what she was saying was true so I returned to the centre of the room and she continued to spray from my neck down to the tips of my hands and to my feet. There was a brief pause while Isabelle tied my long hair up onto the top of my head. By the time she was finished, the can had started to make noises like it was running out and the parts that she had sprayed first were starting to burn. "Now stay like that until I say you can move." I stood there in the middle of the room with my hands out. Nobody said anything for a couple of minutes. The burning sensation from the cream had levelled out. The girls stared at my foam covered body with smiles on their faces. Isabelle started to chuckle and muttered to Deborah under her breath. "I'm enjoying this you know. I can't wait." Deborah started to speak, and although they were standing behind me, I could tell she was smiling. "Me too. I want to see the expression on his face." Then she rose her voice and spoke to me loudly like she was talking to someone deaf or stupid. "You okay over there?" Isabelle burst out laughing. I was confused, they were obviously disgusted when they found me in women's clothes, but now they seemed to be encouraging it by getting rid of my body hair. The girls carried on talking to each other quietly. "Uh, girls, can I ask a question? Uh... please?" "What is it gay-boy?" laughed Isabelle. I decided not to complain again. "Why are you doing this, I mean taking my hair off?" "None of your business!" said Isabelle. "We feel like it." Deborah walked up to my face smiling. "We just want to help you look as pretty as you can be, isn't that right Isabelle?" She smirked at the other girl. "That's it, we are consumed with curiosity, so we're going to go and buy you some sexy new clothes and make your face up." "Right, times up, go and get in the shower and then we can go out." Deborah ordered. The hair remover worked, and as I watched my hair run away down the plughole I ran my fingers up and down my smooth legs and arms. This was a feeling I had dreamt of many times, but I was unable to stop thinking about what Cathy would say, and how I was going to explain the lack of hair. I thought about making up some medical story, but I knew that it was hopeless. Suddenly the curtain flew back and Deborah was there. "We haven't got all day you know. This place only stays open till 10." A few minutes later, we were in the car. Isabelle turned to Deborah and said, "Any progress?" "Yes, I got another text. It's going better than I expected." Isabelle's car pulled up outside my bank and Deborah turned to me in the back seat "Okay, give me your bankcard and tell me the code." My mouth opened and shut a few times, but the situation was clear. I reached into my pocket, pulled out my card and handed it over. "1768" "Thank you sweetie!" Deborah beamed as she opened the door. A few seconds later she was back with a wad of notes. "It'll only give me 300. We'll have to come back again tomorrow, but this should be enough for now." She held onto my card. "Hey, look, I've only got 1300 in there for the next three months. That's for food and stuff. What am I going to eat?" Isabelle turned round from the wheel. "Don't worry, we'll find something to put in your mouth!" At this the two girls starting giggling uncontrollably and my blood ran cold. "Anyway, you didn't think we were going to pay for everything," said Deborah "you are the man, after all!" They burst out laughing again. I sat back and sighed. Ten minutes later we had parked on what appeared to be perfectly boring street just outside the centre of town. We walked down some steps to a shop below street level. As Deborah opened the door I could hear the deep throb of some industrial techno and smelt marijuana. Isabelle pushed me in and I saw that there were rubber garments hanging from the ceiling and bondage equipment on the walls. On the other side of the room was a beautiful Goth girl with long black hair standing behind a counter smoking a joint. She was wearing a long black dress, which was loose apart from a tight corset around her mid-riff that pulled her waist into an hourglass figure. "Hi there!" she said. Deborah put her arm around me and pulled me over to the counter. "Hello, this is our flatmate. We caught him jerking off whilst wearing our underwear and so we've come to make him dress like a slut." I lowered my head to the floor in complete shame. Deborah hit me around the back of the head. "Look at the nice lady while we're talking to her sweetie." As I looked into the eyes of the shop assistant, she smiled and winked at me. "Who's a lucky sissy then? Two lovely girls to play with you!" Isabelle leaned over and whispered something in her ear. As she was talking, the girl stopped smiling. Whatever Isabelle had said seemed to shock her. Isabelle leaned back and smiled. "Oh, uh. Okay..." stammered the assistant and walked around the front of the counter. Her air had become distant, and she seemed a bit taken aback and seemed to pretend I wasn't there. "So do you have any idea what you're looking for?" Deborah took a list out her bag. "Yes, we've done some research and we've got a pretty specific list." she handed it to the shop assistant. "Does that look about right?" "Okay, lets see, yes, I think we can help you." She turned to me. "Take your shirt off, I'll have to take some measurements." I muttered something about a changing room but Isabelle started to whack me round the head, so I pulled the shirt off and she carried on. "Waist, 30, chest, 38, yes, no problem. Okay, I'll be right back." She disappeared into the back of the shop. I started to pull the shirt back on but Isabelle stopped me. "Leave your shirt off, you're going to have to try it on." I stood in the middle of the shop with my hairless torso exposed. The assistant returned. "Right, he'll have to try the corset on, you never know which one will fit." She held up a black satin corset. The back of the corset was heavily laced and there appeared to be a great deal of boning, as well as 6 thick suspender belts. "You sure you don't want PVC for this as well?" "No, satin is fine for the corset, besides, I doubt this will be his last one. Let's see how it fits. Take your jeans off, sweetie." Soon I was standing in my briefs and the assistant was trying to ignore the wet patch. The assistant took a long time undoing the laces to the point where I could step into the thing and then the three women started to lace it up. I realised that I was right about the boning. As they pulled the strings tighter and tighter, I started to find it difficult to breathe. Suddenly, I heard the bell go and a blonde woman holding a motorcycle helmet walked into the shop followed by a tall man who was clearly the owner of the bike. I looked at the muscles in his chest visible through the T-shirt underneath his motorbike leathers and contrasted them to my weedy torso. I felt their eyes bore into me, and the woman giggled something into the man's ear, which made him laugh. Isabelle and Deborah smiled at each other and then at me. The shop assistant started to hurry with the strings, wanting to get rid of us. "This should reduce his waist by about 4 inches and give him more than the right shape." As the strings got tighter, I found I could only take short breaths, and the heady mix of hyperventilation and humiliation made me feel woozy. "Okay, that seems to be okay. Now these pants, don't you want something a bit more flattening?" "No, I want to be able to see how much he's enjoying it!" Deborah smiled. "Okay." The assistant walked around the shop and threw some stuff into a bag, which she then brought back to Deborah. "That's everything except the boots. Size 9?" During the trip back, Isabelle and Deborah discussed make up. When we got home they lead me up the stairs into Deborah's room and ordered me to strip. Having sat me on a chair in the middle of the room, Isabelle started to pluck my eyebrows while Deborah knelt down and painted my finger and toe nails bright red. "You'll be wearing gloves tomorrow, but it's important to feel pretty underneath, don't you think?" "Tomorro..." "STAND STILL!" After making me shave my face closer than I ever had before, the girls set about dressing me. I soon found out the PVC they were referring to were black glossy PVC panties which clung to the contours of my bum while "allowing plenty of room for when you start imagining Geoff naked." The corset went back on, along with seamed brown stockings. They pulled the corsets strings tight again, and the same feeling of light headedness that I had felt in the shop came over me again. Things started to take on a dream like quality. Finally they did my make-up and I sat still while they applied foundation, eyeliner and mascara. "You're going to have to learn how to do this yourself, you know." said Deborah. Finally they put on lipstick and stood back to admire their work. "Wow, what a sexy little slut." gasped Isabelle. "I'll get the camera!" She left the room. I looked up at Deborah pleadingly. "Now don't be scared, we're just going to take a few little pics for our personal use. Take a look at yourself." I stepped over to the mirror and my mouth dropped. The make up and the new eyebrows had transformed my face into that of a genuinely passable female. The thick black eye make-up and blood red lipstick had indeed made me look extremely sluttish. The corset had completely changed the shape of my body and my waist looked almost unnaturally small. Isabelle came back with her digital camera. "Here we are, now just strike a few poses for us." I stood motionless. "Oh come on!" said Deborah, "Let's see a smile on those pretty lips." I smiled feebly. "No, no, give us a pout, that's it, now put your hands on your hips." The camera flashed more times than I could count as the girls made me take up various provocative poses. I resigned myself to giving them what they wanted and followed their instructions as they told me to get down on all fours and to lie on the bed with my head in my hands and my stocking clad legs up in the air. Isabelle disappeared and returned with a lollipop. "Now lick it... no, put your tongue out further, that's it. Now put it in your mouth. Try to look like you're having fun, good! Stick out your bum!" After a good half hour of this, they decided they'd finished and told me to go back to my room and take off the clothes. "After that, get something to eat then go back to your room and stay in there until we come to get you, we've got a lot of work to do." ordered Deborah. I stood there thinking I should ask about what they were going to do with the photos, but nothing came out of my mouth. "Well go on!" shouted Isabelle, and I scurried out. I fixed some food and then returned to my room and waited for them. I tried to read a book, but my mind was filled with the day's goings on. About an hour later, I heard Geoff arrive and the three of them laughing and talking in the kitchen. Some time later, I heard the doorbell ring again and I wondered who it could be. After the arrival of the new guest, I didn't hear anything at all. Soon, however, Deborah walked into my room. "Right, come on, there's someone who wants a word with you. Don't worry, I've arranged things so that only us four will know about it." Four? "But if you want it to stay like that, you'd better keep your mouth shut." I followed her down the corridor into the living room. There, sat at the table was Isabelle. Next to her Geoff smiled up at me shaking his head. Next to him sat my beloved Cathy. She had obviously been crying for a long time, as her eyes were red. My heart sank as I looked in front of her on the table where there lay print outs of the evening's photo session. Nobody said a word for a moment, then Cathy stood up and walked over to me. "Cathy, I..." But Cathy silenced me with another hard slap across my face. I was getting used to being slapped. "SHUT UP!" Tears began to roll down her face afresh. "Just shut up." I could tell from the way she was talking that she had been drinking, and I knew she couldn't handle her alcohol. "I feel so... ashamed, it's so humiliating what you've been doing." she'd obviously been planning her speech. "I loved you so much, you'll never know, but Deborah has shown me that you're a dirty little pervert, and I don't want anything else to do with you." At that she fell down onto a chair and began to weep. Geoff put his arm around her to comfort her and she wept into his large chest while Isabelle poured her some more wine. Deborah turned to me. "Well I think you've caused enough trouble for tonight, don't you? Now I want you to go back to your room and stay there. We've got a big day tomorrow." "But Cathy..." Geoff stood up then. "Get the fuck out of this room you little maggot before I beat the crap out of your sissy arse." I looked at Deborah and back to where Cathy lay in tears and then I turned and left the room. Two hours later and I hadn't heard anybody leave. I thought that I'd heard people go to bed, so I assumed that Cathy had crashed out onto the sofa. Seizing the opportunity, I tiptoed down the corridor to the lounge to see if I could talk to her, but I didn't see her anywhere. Confused I went back to my room and lay on my bed. A few minutes later, I heard the familiar sound of Geoff and Deborah having sex. My room shook as they went for it harder and harder. I could hear Deborah crying out and tried to imagine the scene. Geoff was so much bigger than Deborah; he must have been lifting her off the bed with his large hands. I started to think about the things that the girls had made me say. I had to admit to myself that when I was in the mood for crossdressing, I did fantasize about men. However, I knew that I wasn't gay normally, only when I was en femme, and the majority of the time, my femme side stayed quiet, and I cringed when I thought about it. I thought about how Deborah must be feeling with the big strong man pounding into her and after a couple of minutes, I reached for Isabelle's red French knickers and pulled them over my smooth legs. I lay on the bed running my hands over my soft skin. They got louder and louder until Deborah came to a shrieking orgasm and there was a moment of quiet. However, I quickly heard the Geoff fucking machine starting its long wind up again and small whimpers coming down from above. Suddenly, I realised the sound of the voice was different, surely Isabelle hadn't joined them? Then as I slowly came to realise that the new groans were Cathy's. My beloved Cathy, innocent Cathy was being worked over by that caveman Geoff while Deborah looked on. I heard her groans get louder and louder as he speeded up, guttural animal noises and purrings I'd never heard her make for me. Finally the whole room was shaking, much more than I'd ever known it before, and I started to hear her unearthly screams and groans quite clearly. "Uuuuh, yeees, oh God, fuck me, ummm FUCK ME!!!" And then an out of control gurgling shriek drifted down. I was weeping uncontrollably as my hand moved up and down, my penis hard inside the silky fabric of Isabelle's French knickers.

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I was standing there at the balcony doorway looking at this beautiful, naked, copper-haired girl who had just invited me to relieve her of her virginity. Tall, slender, slightly rounded hips, a very cute face surrounded by long copper colored tresses with tiny strands of blond that waved in soft curls to her shoulders, breasts that were certainly more than a mouthful with nipples about the size of my little finger tip, almost brown in color and sticking straight out towards me--it took me...

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During the next five months, Dave and Nancy enjoyed each other as her pregnancy moved forward. Dave continuously caressed Nancy's ever growing tummy. Nancy marveled at how her body was changing as their child grew within her. Sex was still very enjoyable, and with her hormones going batty it got intense at times. Dave remembered making love to Emily when she was pregnant. It was exciting. That was when doggy style became their favorite position. Dave plunged into Emily with her swollen baby...

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Mi VidaChapter 27

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El Torero Chapter 3

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The Life and Times of an Expatriate Chap 67

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Witch SwitchChapter 19

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