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There wasn't much wrong with my life. My grades were excellent, thesis defense done, just winding up my final year before I'd either get a post-doc or get to work somewhere. I didn't have a girlfriend: generally working in labs means you go in when something's happening and that had been most of the time. The only things that bothered me now were the student's chronic lack of cash, and a feeling that had been sort of scratching away at me. Living in a beach community meant I saw a lot of really lovely women around and of course I looked, but they were beginning to affect me oddly. Seeing a woman in really tight leather shorts - the kind that were sort of molded to them - gave me this hollow sensation in my stomach. I'd wonder how I would look in those shorts, with the seam between their cheeks that showed their buns off nice and round, the seam that showed off their camel toes.... I'd ordered a couple of shorts like that on line, tried to follow the instructions for tucking and had a bit of success, but there was no way I could get out and do anything about it. I hadn't the guts, or the money, to try out the bar scene the tourists went to. I'd go to Tahiti Threads and try on their jeans. These were no ordinary jeans, they were really low. When I put them on, furtively, in the dressing room I got that thrill too, and maybe, just maybe, sometime I could wear them somewhere. I was terribly attracted to the girls who wore them, and I would get that feeling of having the exposure and the roundness and feeling ambivalent about whether I wanted to be the image or chase it. So this one time I went there and put on a pair of dark blue corduroy pants and looked at my reflection. Flat stomach which the low, low pants spanned hip-to-hip with a slight gap. Ass-crack showing above the seat. Notable boner. I loved them, but could neither afford them nor wear them anyplace I'd feel OK about. A knock on the dressing room door. "Do they fit you nicely?" I could see over the door a head, with long, glossy, straight hair. "They... do." "Can I see?" "Um... I guess, if you want to, but wait a minute." To will the hard-on away, but it wouldn't. I opened the door, standing there in a pair of girl's pants and a shabby T-shirt. She looked at me, the heartbreaker type I love: tall, willowy, cool, with pants like the ones I was wearing; thick belt that just about covered the whole rise and loose top that would shortly let me check out her tits. Spike-heeled sandals. "They are perfect for you, you should have them." It was difficult, not letting my breath out with a whoof. Here was a real beauty, saying I looked good when I was in the middle of a sneaky, kinky expedition I expected no one to understand, much less approve of, because I sure didn't. "I like it that you think so. I can't afford them just now, though." "Seriously, you should have those." It would take a couple weeks' worth of crackers and cheese for me to pay for them. "I ... know, I like them, but it's not like I'm in K- mart." "Leave them on, let me see what I can do." It was turning into some kind of fantasy. This babe, this fox, was trying to help. I wasn't used to female attention, and getting some when I was standing there in a pair of women's pants was either the beginning of a really good dream, or a joke someone was playing. The saleswoman came back. "OK, at cost, fifteen bucks, and you don't have to pay all at once. But. You have to wait for me to get off work, and then I'm taking you dancing." Definitely a joke. This couldn't be happening. "Don't leave, I'm finished in a few minutes, and there are a couple of accessories I think you need." So I sat down and watched the tight little hotties arrange the clothes, turn off most of the lights, and begin leaving. "I'm Jenna. I would like to take you dancing tonight." "I'm, uh, James." "James, there are a couple things I can lend you to make the look a little better. First, a belt, try this one." She gave me a wide belt, which slipped through the loops with very little spare room. Once it was on, I was nearly the mirror image of Jenna's hips-and-mound look. Well, except for the boner which she had not commented on. "Next, here is a little choker, which will soften your face." The choker was black velvet. I couldn't fasten it behind my back, so she helped. It was a tiny bit constricting around my neck. For some reason putting this on excited me even more. "Finally, you're going to have to go back into the dressing room, and put this on." It was a red thong, and it was -small-. I looked at Jenna, she smiled and all of a sudden I was on fire. The choker made me aware how tight my throat was getting and I must have turned beet red. "You have a kink, James. I happen to like your kink. Put your panties on and come back out right away." She'd called them panties. It was really very difficult to calm down enough to stuff myself into them. I managed to do it, then I put the pants back on and came out of the dressing room. She was holding a white chemise with blue flowers on it. "Get rid of that horrible T- shirt and put this on." I gaped at her. "This is a woman's top." "Yes, and trust me, you'll look great in it. Now put it on, quickly, we have to go." It ended about three inches above the jeans. Jenna and I had the same narrow stomach and the same hip bones that stuck out a bit. I looked like a skinnier, punkier version of her. Same long thin arms, same athlete's legs, but her chest was big and rounded. "The shoes will have to wait." She took my hand. "We're going to Danceomat. Everything is fine. We will have fun." I was dressed like Jenna, which turned me on, and I was with Jenna, which turned me on, and she was leading, which turned me on. And she had taken my hand and here we went, in Jenna's old, nicely cared for car. Danceomat was well known as an alternative music spot but I had never been there, given my constant lack of money and the fact I was pretty geeky. Jenna was evidently known, we didn't have to wait in the line. She led me out onto the floor, and some of my nerves left me. I've always been a good dancer and when a Joe Jackson number came along I asked her if she could jitterbug. She threw her arms around my neck and said, "You lead, and I'll see if I can follow." So we pecked and spun and whipped around and she started laughing and wouldn't stop until the number was over, and then she put her arms around me and looked up at me and said, "That was fun, I want to do it some more." "Can you samba? I love samba, and I bet you can do it." "You won't find that here, everything is '80s and up." "Let's see." The DJ had a copy of a Freneticas record and I asked him for a track, handing him the last five bucks I had. As I wound my way back to Jenna, I saw she was in fairly intense discussion with a friend and I got gloomy. She and her friend, dressed like her (and, I thought suddenly, like me) were talking intently and I sort of expected a hen party to start, where I'd end up walking home. Come to that, my jeans and my grotty T-shirt were still sitting in a mound in the dressing room. Oops. She saw me and wrapped her arm around my waist. Her nails scratched my stomach lightly. "James, here is Tessa; she works at Tahiti with me." She asked me if that's where I was buying my clothes and I stammered "sort of". "It's a good thing you do, our clothes look just right on you." And then Dancin' Days came on and I took Jenna back out and started to samba. She didn't know it but she caught on fast and fluidly and Tessa came out and got on the other side and we were dancing three together and we were having such fun and I was sad when the song finally ended and we all laughed and I thought that was going to be pretty much it, but we went upstairs and found a couch and Tessa ordered us all margaritas, and we sat there sort of smiling and embarrassed. I was delighted, confused and hot, and the tight thong Jenna had given me was constricting in a way that made me think all kinds of thoughts that must have made me turn red again. Whereupon Tessa asked "where did you two meet?" Jenna said, "at the shop, maybe two hours ago." "Were you trying on clothes?" I answered, "Yes, and then Jenna talked me into trying a few more of them and she wanted to go dancing and here we are." "Huh", said Tessa, "you wear them so well I thought you might have been going to the store for years and I wondered how I missed you." I loved the confirmation and shook my head, thinking maybe this was not turning out to be a joke but more like an adventure that was going where it would, and wondering how much of the ride I was going to be able to cope with. Jenna put her arm around me, took my other hand, and leaned over and kissed Tessa who seemed to enjoy it. Then she kissed me and then Tessa pushed our heads a little apart and joined it. I'd never had a three-way kiss before and would have thought the idea preposterous, but when you have two women's tongues in your mouth the thinking bit seems to go away and you are surprised at the feeling of three people who are suddenly very close and very warm and very lovely to touch. Tessa took my hand and put it on her (warm, strong) leg. One of us came up for air after a minute. Tessa and Jenna smiled at each other and then Tessa said, "am I taking -two- foxes home tonight?" I looked at Jenna. "She's a really good friend, she is not teasing either of us. We've been lovers for years, I wanted you but I wanted to share. Is that OK with you?" Well, fuck yeah, this was a guy's total fantasy. Tessa said, "No rush, we could go dance some more." So we did, and Tessa taught me a couple of slow dances I liked and then one where all three of us were able to dance together, and by the end of that we were all hot and it was time to see what was next. I was still sort of wondering when the axe would drop. We all got in the front seat of Jenna's car, me in the middle, and shortly after we were under way I felt two hands touch across me, then both of them started to explore my body. I was charmed by the brief hand-clasp I'd felt, and I started a little exploration of my own, which was to my lack of surprise rebuffed. The words were soothing, though: Tessa said, "We know one another's bodies, but it turns us both on that you're where you are so we want to just explore you." She pulled my right hand over and sat on it but palm up so I could feel her ass under her jeans and that would certainly do. Her other hand played around with my chest and I began to worry that she'd start fooling with my nipples, which had always made me crazy. I must have tensed up or something because Tessa giggled "James has sensitive nipples and he is afraid I'm going to start playing with them, but I haven't, yet." Somehow having that little characteristic brought up like that silenced me, and I squirmed in my panties and Jenna put her hand on my leg and said, "we love to tease." Tessa's apartment was not that big, but the airy layout and the way she had decorated it made it feel as though the outside and the inside were blurred. The soft night came in. A small pop came from the kitchen. "Getcher glasses." A Corbi?res, who would have expected that? The couch was soft, camel leather and we sat down. I was in the middle again. Tessa said, "Um. I think you're a little nervous and so are we. Jenna wasn't kidding, we have been lovers for a long time and we decided to see if you would like us together, after she helped you get out of your routine." "Uh." I had no idea what to say. "You're both hot. We had fun. I'm very surprised and really I have little idea of what to do. Of course I am attracted to both of you but together with a lesbian couple is a fantasy and you are real people so I am lost." Tessa smiled. Jenna squeezed my arm. "I meant, how you feel dressed as you are, being appealing to us?" "I love being dressed like this but it surprised me that you both like it." "You look good like that. Some people can carry it off and some can't. Is this the first time you've been out wearing female clothing?" "Yah." I squirmed a bit. "You are wearing women's clothing. You like it. We have both been paying careful attention to the bulge in your pants." Which Jenna squeezed, and I made a little strangled noise in my throat. "You can't hide it even though Jenna made you wear tight panties that try to keep it down. When you see yourself in a mirror you get hard. You like wearing women's clothing. You are dressed the way you'd really like to be and we find that exciting." It was a good thing there was another bottle of wine, because I slammed my first glass. "I know. I've been fighting with it for a while. I really do love being dressed like this. I wish I had heels and make-up on like Jenna's. I feel so hot, when I see myself in a mirror sometimes I think 'she's my type' before I realize it's me, and that makes me crazy. And then I find a couple very hot women egging me on and asking me about how I feel and that makes me crazy too. And I'm scared, now, because I'm having to look at it and maybe I'm gay." "So what?" Damn. "I am not at all attracted to guys." Jenna said, "You're confusing things." Duh. "You have a serious streak of femininity in you. That is totally cool. It doesn't mean you are attracted to men. You are attracted to you, though, you just admitted it, so are you a man or not?" Put like that, it flipped me around. "I'm male. Yah, it's weird I'm attracted to me, but I am. I have never felt like this. In regular clothes I'm a bit skinny and lanky but in these, I see me as someone else, someone who is pretty and attractive and I feel... full of energy." "But you didn't answer my question: are you a man or not?" Jenna squeezed my thigh and I remembered the feeling of her hand on my cock and said, "Yes, I'm a man. There is nothing wrong with me, I'm attracted to femininity and... uh...". "Then", said Tessa, "shall we make you over a bit?" "What do you mean?" "I can't do anything about the shoes, but what if we gave you half of what you wished for and did your make-up?" Trapped. I stammered. "Uh. Yes, I'd like to see that, but..." Jenna said, "Let's do that." They both got up and held their hands out to me. I took them and we went into Tessa's bedroom, which was as airy as the living room but quieter, copper-colored and softly lit. Jenna brought an armchair and put it opposite an escritoire. Tessa brought some lights and turned them on, and then she brought a tray with brushes and pots and God knows what. "OK, sit down" said Tessa. I sat. "Now, first, your colors don't at all match Jenna's. You are a winter. You have pretty eyes, and we are going to bring the green out of the blue in your eyes. Then we are going to put colors on you that emphasize your winter aspect, so it is plum and a particular copper for you." Plum and copper didn't sound good to me. "That sounds odd." Tessa took my hand, and with a brush put a streak of plum powder on it and below it a line of what she called bronze. The colors were soft but together they created a tension I liked. "OK, here we go. Hold still." Tessa turned to pick up a brush and Jenna's hands were on my shoulders. "Sweetie, we're going to put some effort into this. I think you'll like it, but I want you to not resist Tessa. She is an artist. I am going to make sure you don't suddenly freak out, is that OK?" "What do you mean?" "I'm going to tie your arms and legs to this chair. I do not want you to upset Tessa. I love her. Therefore, I want to make sure you don't spoil what she does, and I know you are confused. Is that OK?" "I... guess." So while Tessa started applying a powder to my face, Jenna began winding blue ropes between my arms and the chair. I had a huge boner and I was uncomfortable, but Tessa began speaking: "This is called foundation and usually it is liquid but this time we will use the powder, because it feels so light. Hold still, sweetheart, while I brush it in." I did, terribly conscious of Tessa's tongue between her teeth as she flapped my face with light brush strokes. Jenna was fooling with my feet. "Now this is rouge, and it is to bring out your cheek bones." A fairy touch of the brush, here, and there, and there. I wished there was a mirror to see what was happening, and I began to sweat in the glare of the lights. "It sure is getting hot in here" said Jenna. "We need more air." Tessa said, "Now I am going to start doing your eyes. We'll start with shadow and liner and this is going to take some time. Close eyes." I did, and she continued with her narration. "We start with the shadow, which is plum on the inside of your eyelids and shades to a light application of the copper on the outside, but I'm going to blend them. Once I have the basics down I am going to blend them, and then I will have you open your eyes again and that's when the liner and mascara go on." I felt her turn away and realized my arms and legs were quite immobile. Jenna's hands held my shoulders. "You're being very good." She rubbed something across the back of my neck and in a couple seconds I realized it was her bare breast. My eyes flew open. "Now, sweetie, you're going to do what we want, and Tessa told you to keep your eyes shut, so close them." I tried to turn around and she pinched my right nipple, hard. I squawked and Tessa giggled. "I told you, you're going to do what we want." I closed my eyes and the pressure died away from my nipple, to be replaced with a throbbing constriction in my low, hot, sexy pants. Tessa put her hand in my hair and gripped. "Sweetie, you have to hold very still now, and quit thinking about Jenna's tits." Her other hand caressed my nipple and made me moan. "This is the plum shadow. I'm going to apply this to the inside of your eyelids, and then I'm going to put on the copper, and then I will let you open your eyes for a minute." The brushes touched my eyelids. I felt the slow strokes that blended the colors. "OK, open for a minute." Tessa's top had disappeared and she and Jenna were standing in front of me, in nothing but panties (like the ones I was wearing, I suddenly thought), showing off good-sized lovely breasts with intricate nipple piercings, and looking at me as though I was the hottest thing for miles. "Your top needs to come off." Jenna cut it off - a new, pretty top - with a pair of bandage scissors. "That was new and I liked it!" "Stop complaining or I will pinch you even harder." So I shut up and the top disappeared and Tessa made me close my eyes again. I felt a feathery touch on my left nipple and my eyes flew open. The pinch on my right nipple was quick. "Obey Tessa, close your eyes. I am going to do a few things to help her, this is not for you to enjoy." I was afraid, and excited, and feeling more and more like someone who was to be taken and used, and this aroused me in a way I did not understand. I closed my eyes and Jenna said, "Yes, you're not the aggressor here, you are going to do what we want." Her hands went back to my chest, and she brushed my left nipple again, and then my right. Between being in a woman's clothes, the prospect of an evening's sex, the wine, being tied into the chair and being quite frankly ordered around while being made even more feminine, I was developing a mix of fear and excitement that made my nipples and cock all stand up. Jenna said, "Your nipples are erect. That's what happens to a woman when she is sexually aroused. James, you are sexually aroused, Tessa and I meant to excite you and you are responding as a woman would." My eyes popped open. It was as though I was on an elevator that suddenly started going down. There was a problem here. "I..." "Nonsense, girl. You're every bit as female as we are. You know it. You know what's going to happen when we let you see your reflection, you're going to be hot for the girl in the mirror. We just saw it ahead of you, and we want you, and we are going to have you all night but it's going to be on our terms while we prove to you that while you are genetically male you're a woman. It's OK, we like you like that and you'll see how much you like it when we like you, but you have to deal with some of this yourself: you would love to look like we do and act like we do." Having my mind read and being promised, or threatened, with a night with these two was suddenly more than I knew how to deal with. "Stop. This is freaking me out." Jenna said, "open your mouth" which I didn't. She said, "OK, it's time." My nipples hurt, badly. My mouth flew open and it was promptly stuffed with something. The pain continued. "You don't get it, girl, you are the toy here. Tessa and I are going to love you as a cherished possession tonight because we cherish you and you are possessed now. The pain in your nipples comes from the electric dots I put on them. We can hurt you whenever we want to, and we can hurt you as much as we wish, more than you can stand. I gagged you, because you're going to spend the rest of the night feeling not reasoning, and we are going to pleasure you and each other to the limit. We don't want to hear your opinions because your body is going to express them and we are going to hold you to them. Now Tessa is going to finish your make-up and you are going to be a good girl and obey, because otherwise I will hurt your nipples much, much more than they hurt now, so close your eyes." I closed my eyes. It felt strange and wonderful to be called girl. Heavier, more solid pressure on my eyelids as something viscous was dragged across them. Jenna's fingers played with my painfully erect nipples and cock. Tessa said, "Open your eyes." I opened them. Tessa's nipples were hard and protruding and her piercings were swinging with her breath. "You look better than I hoped. I am going to do your lower eyelids, and that is difficult. Then I will do your mascara and lipstick. Don't flinch, now, we want you lovely when we play with you." Down went the elevator again. Being played with is much different from playing and it scared me and I closed my eyes. Pain in my nipples. "I said open your eyes and that means open them and keep them open until I order you otherwise." I opened them. The pain went away. The lower eyelids were challenging because Tessa was doing the whole magilla, not only under the lashes but the usually pink space between lashes and my eyeball. I felt vulnerable and ridiculous and very, very horny. "Good girl, now the right eye." Which was just as difficult as the left. "This is mascara, and we have to get this just right. I'm going to apply it to the eye side of your lashes. It seems strange, but when you do it that way it lasts and doesn't mark anywhere else. Keep your eyes open, girl, and try hard not to worry about the brush. I am very careful and I will not touch your eyeball, ever." Jenna's fingers caressed my nipples again and I moaned a bit. Tessa carefully applied the mascara. It was hard to keep my eyes open but she was confident and quick and precise and never did touch my eyeball with the nasty-looking brush. "We're nearly there, girl, and it's only the lipstick and a few odds and ends before we're done, but we'll have to pull your lips away from your gag." She did that and with a few strokes of a wet-feeling brush applied lipstick in a very dark red. "Jenna, she's ready to see how she looks." Tessa went away and I heard Jenna pick something up. She moved in front of me, and she had a small grey box in her hands. "This box is how I'm going to make sure you are a good girl. I can hurt you with it, like this." My nipples once again were in pain, not so badly this time. "I kind of like doing that, but there are better ways of making sure you are a good girl, and we'll get to those soon." Tessa came back with a mirror. "She under control?" "Oh yes." "OK then." I saw in the mirror. Lovely woman. High, Cherokee cheekbones; deep heavily made-up smoky eyes; luscious red lips, perfectly lovely skin. I wanted to kiss her. "You want the woman you see. Your cock twitched when you saw her. You're a narcissist, you know that's you, and you want her the way you want me and Tessa. Admit it, nod once." I nodded. "The woman you see in the mirror is called Jet. That is you, when you are dressed like Tessa and I are." Tessa said, "Now, girl, we want you to have some freedom to express yourself, but we don't want to let you loose completely. We can make you do what we want, but we think you will just do it naturally. Do not doubt, we are going to play with you all night, and when you get tired we will make you play some more. That's why we're going to do what is next. If you want it to stop, we will give you a way to stop it, but not just yet, in a few minutes. Do you understand? Nod once if you do." I nodded once. "Remember Jenna can hurt your nipples whenever she wants." I nodded again. Jenna took the ropes off my arms and legs. "OK, so we are going to control you a different way. Bend over the chair." "MMMH?" "This is not optional. After this, we will give you an opportunity to change your mind, but we'd really like you to do this for us." At which Tessa snuggled me and Jenna came up behind me and cuddled me up, and their four hands pirouetted over my nipples, my ears, my neck, my ass, my cock. They stepped away. "Bend over the chair." I did. "Now, this is something we really want to be OK. We are going to be careful, and we both really want this." Kisses all over my back, hands stroking my thighs. Hands at the belt buckle, hands at the button of the sassy pants I'd started with, hands pulling my red soaked panties off. "Feet apart". A hand spreading me and then a large, slick presence at my anus. A hand taking my arm, bending it over my back and pressing hard. "We want this inside you." I shook my head no. "Sweetie, we really want this. We want to love you, and pleasure you. This will help. I know it's another scary thing. Please, open for us, open yourself to us." I relented and felt a continuing pressure opening my ass. "Relax, sweet girl, this will go inside you and I know it will feel good once it's in you." Having my ass violated was strange but once again a fantasy of mine, a girl playing with my ass. In a way I was appalled, in another way I was eager to please Tessa and Jenna, and in a third I wanted to feel this slick intruder. "That's better, sweet girl, open up." A threshold was crossed, a tightening, a settling into place. A delightful feeling radiating from my core all through me. "That is electric too. You are going to feel it more or less, depending how willing a woman you are. Let me show you how much pleasure it can give you." Suddenly there was a galloping sensation that made me try to push myself onto the plug. "That's a good girl, you want that pleasure." Tingling in my nipples. "MMMM." "Yes, girl, you feel it, you have a cunt and it is for your delight, from now on." I shook my head no. Tessa and Jenna pulled my pants the rest of the way off. "Stand up, woman." I did. Erect cock and all. Jenna took one hand, Tessa the other, and we went back into the living room. We looked in the mirror. We were all nude. Tessa's cock was bigger than mine, pulsing slightly with her breathing. Jenna's was larger still and very erect. I shook my head no. "MMMMMH!" "We proved you are a woman. So are we. We have big clits that love pleasure, tight cunts that want pleasure. You are as much woman as we are. We are as much women as you. Besides, you are ours right now." "MMMMH!" I shook my head. Jenna spoke. "We know you as we know ourselves because we recognized all you said. If you do not want to make love with us, we understand, and we will respect that." I tried to move away, and instantly not only my nipples but also my anus suddenly hurt so much I fell down. "Sweetheart, I was sorry to do that. Soon we will give you a device with which you can stop our seduction. We want to seduce you, we want you as our lover, but we'll let you go if you really mean it. But for now we want you to know how things are. We are female, and sluts. We live together and love one another. We think you are a female slut, and we think you will be a wonderful friend and lover. It's now up to us to show you that, in you." The pain stopped, but I lay there shocked. I wanted to hide, or go home, or something. I was afraid of these queers and their big pulsing cocks. "Oh, dear heart, please don't go away." Jenna lay on top of me, barely moving or breathing. "We think you're wonderful and we'll do a lot to please you." Her hands and her little control box started to pleasure me. She knelt before me and began to lick my lips all around the gag. Tessa started to stroke my nipples with her long nails. "We promise to let you go if we can't convince you to stay, but we really want you as our lover. We want you to join us. We want enough time to convince you that it's a good thing to love us. Please, just trust us tonight, and we can talk about it tomorrow." I listened. "Dear heart, you're worried about all kinds of things. On the other hand, there are two warm, willing women who want to please you. Would you let us do that?" Tessa tightened her grip on my cock. It felt wonderful. I nodded. "Then we are going to walk into the bedroom and we will start loving you." The plug bounced in my ass, my nipples were very hard, and as I realized it Tessa did something that made them all tingle. "There, good girl, we are going to pleasure you every time you go along with us, and we know how to pleasure you." They put me face up on Tessa's bed. "Spread arms and legs, now, girl. We are going to do the work." Jenna tied me spread-eagled to the bed. Tessa lay on top of me. It felt good, she prisoned my cock between her thighs and very slowly licked my ears. The heat and pleasure in my nipples and ass increased. I felt her cock leaking on my stomach and for some reason I liked that. Jenna fondled my nipples and did something to the little control box because the plug started buzzing in my ass and I was immediately on fire and started thrusting between Tessa's legs. "That's a good girl, respond to the pleasure in your cunt, you have a cunt, and a clit, and pretty nipples, and you respond to female love the way a woman should." I didn't know how I felt about having a cunt and a clit. She stroked my chest and I arched a bit. Jenna took the gag out of my mouth and started kissing me. Her tongue filled my mouth, which made me crazy and I started arching and wiggling beneath Tessa. Her long nails stroked my cock. Jenna pinched my nipples and I moved again. "You don't need the gag any more, do you, Jet?" I found my voice. "Oh I am so hot, please finish me off." "Finish you off? We've just barely started, Jet, you're going to be hotter and hotter for a long time." Jenna knelt between Tessa's legs, and started licking both of us, which was a new and twitchy excitement, and she increased the pleasure inside me. Her warm mouth came down on my cock and made me buck and squirm. "now Jet, I am sucking your clit. Say "Tessa is sucking my clit." "Tessa is sucking... my... oh fuck no, that's not my clit." "Yes, sweetie, it is, that is your clit, and if you want me to lick and suck it some more then you're going to say it is your clit." She did something to the electric toys and all I could think of was just a little more of her mouth on me. "Oh, please, Tessa, suck my clit, I'm dying here...." "Good girl." And her mouth descended and Jenna's tongue was softly playing all over my right nipple and her nails were on my left nipple and I started to make a little keening noise. "Jet, slowly, we have a nice long time to build up here." Tessa put three fingers in my mouth and I sucked eagerly on them. "Doesn't it feel good to have something to suck on?" I made a little noise of assent. "Yes, you're oral, too, aren't you? You give pleasure with your mouth. Give Jenna pleasure." Jenna moved so her clit was right above my mouth (I thought, I have lipstick on, it will get all over Jenna's clit) and Tessa said, "open your mouth, woman, and start being a slut." For some reason this idea appealed to me, I opened, and Jenna slid her clit in my mouth. The head of her clit had two thick piercings through it. As she moved into me I began to cough a bit. She said, quietly, "just open up, Jet, the choking is mostly mental and I know you want to please me. Relax, I won't surprise you or move quickly." The electric pleasure in my nipples and cunt increased again, and I opened myself to Jenna. It felt wonderful to have her lovely clit in my mouth. From a long way away I heard them both say "what a good slut you are, Jet" and it made me twitch and hug the plug even harder. If this was what "being a slut" meant, I was all for it. The idea I had a clit and a cunt suddenly made me wild. Jenna started moving slowly. I liked the feeling of her probing ever deeper down my throat, and as it did I bucked more and more intently between Tessa's thighs. After a couple moments she said, "time to cool you down, Jet" and her thighs separated, leaving me feeling cold and exposed until Tessa wrapped a hand around me and just held me. "Jet, I'm going to keep you nice and hot while you suck Jenna, but you're nowhere near ready to be allowed to cum. Before that, you're going to please both of us, and we're going to lick you all over, and we're going to make you more of a slut." I thrust against Tessa's hand, and she said, "oh, dear Jet, we control you, and we can make you cum whenever we want, and it will be a nice long time before that happens." Jenna's clit was getting further down my throat and I started to choke again. "Jenna is going to pull back a bit, now, and the mantra you think to yourself is 'I am pleasuring Jenna, when I start to panic she will know it and help me. In return I will do my best to give her as much pleasure as I can.' " I nodded, slightly, because Jenna's clit was still in my throat, and Tessa tightened up on me. My cunt was suddenly very hot and I wanted much more there. Tessa must have thought the same, because the plug inside me started to throb and buck, teasing me and making me desperately hot. I opened back up, all the way, and Jenna sensed it and thrust deeper which pleased me. Tessa knelt between my legs and started licking my clit which would have had me making all kinds of noise if not for the total gag effect Jenna was providing me and I was amazed to find my cunt opening up and trying to fuck the plug that was still quietly pleasuring me. Jenna said, "open wide" and took her clit out of my mouth, leaving a void I wanted re-filled. Then the plug fell silent. I wanted, so very much, to have all the excitement I had been getting. If that made me gay, I didn't care, I just needed what they were giving me. Tessa and Jenna began stroking one another's clits and kissing, kneeling astraddle my legs. This seemed terribly erotic to me. "Jet, it's time for you to be gagged again, but this time it's different. You need time with clit down your throat, and this gag is for you." She produced a long thick gag and said, "take this, and think of how much you enjoyed Jenna, and deal with it while we are loving one another." I did my best, coughing and choking, to accept a gag as long as Jenna's clit, and when it was in place and the buckle all closed, Tessa and Jenna began to show me how they liked being pleasured. They were especially fond of 69, which seemed to me a wonderful idea, and they stroked each other's cunts with their pretty long nails while I watched and throbbed and missed their touches. The pleasure in my own cunt increased to the point I started bucking underneath them and that seemed to please them a lot, because I heard a lot of moaning and their motions became fast and fluid. Finally they broke apart and Jenna said, "we're going to condition you to excitement as a response to lots of things. One thing you're going to be instantly hot about is when Tessa and I start pleasuring one another. There's nothing you can do about that conditioning, we are going to play with you to reinforce it. The electric toys help us make your body learn it and you will love to watch us, even when you're tied up and not right with us, and wish for us to have all the delight we can manage." I was briefly offended, until Jenna started tasting my clit and at intervals discussing with Tessa how wet and hard I'd gotten and how I tasted. Tessa's tongue was well in my mouth and she touched Jenna's breast with her nails, earning a moan I felt right through me. I felt a small smooth something being pushed into my hand. "You can disconnect the electric toys if you push that button. We don't think you're going to do that any more, because if you do we'll just let you go, and we won't try again with you. You're a little bit on stage, but we promised that tonight we will pleasure you and we're going to teach your body that we know how to do it. You can't make it stop, you can't hide from us, and we're going to have your fantasies out of you and spread in front of you and make you pick them and show us and then we're going to spin them around a little. You will be able to have anything you want, as long as you stick with the rules as they are, and as long as you don't push the button." Oh. "But if you don't push the button the toys are programmed to resist any effort to remove them. Try it." I tried to push the plug out but every time I did it gave me a little, tiny, shock that made me tense up involuntarily. The shock couldn't be ignored, or forced, or anything - there was simply nothing I could do about it. The tiny beads on my nipples emitted a warning buzzing feeling when my hand got within an inch or so of them. I didn't want anyone ever to know some of my fantasies and now I felt really opened and exposed. Tessa reached behind my neck and took the gag out of my mouth. On the ceiling I saw an image of the three of us. There I was, spread- eagled and looking a bit silly, with Tessa lying beside me and Jenna still kneeling between my legs. Jenna began to pinch my perineum while Tessa spoke. "You have a fair amount to do until you look like we do when you're naked, and one of them is the body hair has to go, all of it. Then you are going to need breasts and hips. Aha, your clit twitched when I said that and you tightened up on the plug. Yes, you'll be growing breasts, like mine and Jenna's, and they'll be pierced and pretty, like mine and Jenna's." It was one of the fantasies I hadn't wanted anyone to know. I made a little noise. "So now I'm going to let you lick my tits, but you're going to do it differently knowing that you're going to have some like mine. Suck." She moved her breast around and I started to lick and suck. "Here, like this." And she started to lick my nipple. I copied her. "Good, your breasts are going to be even more sensitive than they are now, you will learn to be soft and slow with your tongue and lips." I was very close to orgasm and Jenna backed off. "Not yet." Tessa and Jenna moved so I could see them in the image on the ceiling, and they started doing 69 again. The electric toys were working. I fantasized about being Jenna, so curvy and cool, and tried to rock on my plug but as I did the sensations backed off a little. Tessa said, "You've been a good slut so far and we're going to do something new. I'm going to make you do 69 with me, I am not going to let you cum but I am going to edge you for quite a while. And we're going to hush the sounds a bit for you." She put little earbuds in my ears. "Oh, yes, you're going to need to wear earrings and we'll have to take care of that and a few other things soon." I heard her voice over a sort of rushing backdrop of sound. "Now watch the image, Jet, while we are pleasuring one another." Tessa placed her clit just out of reach of my lips and breathed softly on mine. I made a little noise and she said, "isn't anticipation wonderful?" She did the lightest feathery lick on my clit and simultaneously lowered hers so I could copy her. "Mmm, yes, that slow and soft and light." Over the next few minutes I was lost. The rushing sound in my ears and the show of Tessa's hips and back blended together with the many sensations in a way that was new and delicious and I found that deliciousness in the taste and feel of Tessa, which inspired me to try harder to please her. Jenna was busy playing with a feather, now teasing Tessa's cunt and now my nipples. I felt her tense and she came, and came, with hot liquid bursting down my throat which to my surprise I liked a lot. Jenna had untied all the ropes, and she rolled us sideways. Tessa's clit was still in my mouth and even cooling and reduced in size I enjoyed that. Jenna and Tessa cuddled together and began to talk and my own suddenly abandoned clit was cold and lonely but I felt oddly relaxed even though there was a certain amount of sensation coming from the plug. Somehow although I heard them talking I was making no sense of the conversation and though this should have bothered me, it didn't much. I drifted in a kind of erotic haze that morphed into a very delightful knowledge of Jenna now lying behind me and Tessa, taking her clit from my mouth, was kissing me. "Jet, you couldn't hear us because there are lots of things the audio does and one of them is to provide a kind of privacy if we want it. So we talked a little and we decided to see if you're game for something else." Then Jenna said, "Jet, I want to fuck you." It was one of my more private fantasies, but I'd only had that about women with strap-on cocks. So I dithered for a little bit. "We're going to take the plug out, you won't need it so much now." And it went off and I was still sort of drifting. So I said, "scared." Jenna said, "oh, I really wanted you very early on, and I will do my best to make it much more fun than you have had so far tonight." So I nodded, and Jenna said, "open up, slut" and to my surprise my cunt snapped open and I was suddenly eager to be filled, to ride Jenna's lovely clit, to please her, and at the same time it made me thrilled and scared to find that I just reacted the way I had. The plug came out easily. "The rushing sound is hypnotic. You have a little hypnotic compulsion to obey that choice of words from us and every time you do it your body will get that thrill. If you are unhappy about it we can take the compulsion away." "Jenna, fuck me." She pushed my legs up, over her shoulders, and entered me. I felt her clit filling me and start moving inside me. Being held down that way I had to go at Jenna's pace and she was slower than I wanted her to go, so she said, "yes, be patient, I want you completely cross-eyed and begging by the time I let you cum." She fucked me slowly, feeling warm and insistent and not at all like the glassiness of the plug, and I did everything I could to welcome her inside me, wrapping my legs around her back. Jenna said, "tight now, slut girl" and my cunt tightened around her. She pushed, hard, and I suddenly wished for Tessa's clit in my mouth, and she did it almost as fast as I realized my wish but that was it, she didn't fuck my throat any faster than Jessa was going. Tessa's ass was lovely and I wanted to lick it, but I felt her and Jenna kissing above me and I stopped thinking. I started trying to please both of them, to the limit of my ability. Jenna was still moving slower than I wanted and I tried squeezing her a bit. "Oh, that's lovely. Keep that up and you should get what you want in a half hour or so." With Tessa's clit down my throat I could hardly ask what it would take to move her faster but I tried pulling her toward me, wrapping my legs around her. "My, what a slut you are. When you are wearing the collar I have for you that says "sex toy girl" on it, you will really deserve it." That turned me on even more, I imagined the choker around my neck said, "sex toy girl" all over it and that turned me on too. I wanted to be like Tessa and Jenna, and pleasure them. I wanted them to show me off as their sex toy girl. The fantasy made me hot and I started to moan. Jenna came inside me with a long high-pitched keening and I was delighted. She said, "Jet, you are a real slut and now you are going to fuck Tessa to make sure you are well broken in." Her clit was thick and feeling it in place of Jenna's was different. I wanted her to fuck me hard and I gathered her in with my legs and told her how hot her clit made me and how fast and hard I wanted her to fuck me. Unlike Jenna she obliged and as I circled above us and watched her fucking me I was completely her clit's slave. Every thrust she gave me pushed me up until I started falling, and thought I would never stop.... I found myself being cuddled closely. I wanted nothing more than this. "What will it take for you to teach me?" Jenna said, "teach you what, Jet?" "I want to look like you do. I want to make love like you do. I admire you. I want to be like me, but like you too. I've never felt like this. This is me, I want that collar that says I'm a sex toy and I want you to control me with those electric plugs and I want to dress like you and look so hot and feminine and I want to be with you. Tessa, I mean both of you. It makes me so happy to see you together, it makes me happy I can share you, please, help me be like you?" "We want that too, and we are way ahead of you. You're going to sleep when we finish playing with you, and when you wake up we will talk and you will understand what it takes, and what we will do and what you have to do. The arrangement exists, it only needs you to agree. The small smooth button was still in my hand. I dropped it. "You can have whatever it is I have to offer you. I just want to feel you the way I do now, I want to please you, every bit of both of you, may I try to do it?" Jessa said, "open up, slut" again, and my cunt opened again and she replaced the plug. "We're not letting you loose. You're controlled again, by your own request, and we are going to make you do what we want. You know you asked for that and now you are ours. We are going to keep you and love you and make you do what we want." "Tight now, slut girl." And I enfolded the plug, which asserted its own claim on me. Tessa said, "you belong to us. We will make sure you know it. You are going to be our pleasure girl and we will be your pleasure girls, and right now we control you and own you and if we want to use you for our pleasure that is our right." I snuggled up between them. "No, dear, you have a lot of work to do before we sleep. You're too hot not to play with, and you're so easily trained, we are going to start right away and push you a bit." Jenna brought a wooden frame out of one of the closets. "Jet, you're going to love and fear this restraint in a day, and in a year you're going to love it without the fear. We call it the sluttifier." "You're a real slut, Jet", said Tessa, "though you don't feel it deeply yet. We're going to make your body question a lot of your belief about sex and loving people, and let you fill it in with your own, actual, experience. It won't be so long before you understand. You will feel first and understand later." Tessa took me to the frame. "You're going to be pretty much immobilized on this. It is OK to do whatever you want, because your body will learn the rules and there is only one outcome. You will be able to relax when someone is pleasuring you. You will not fight the pleasure or try to control it, no matter how deeply it reaches you, you will simply accept it. Tessa and I were both trained on the sluttifier and though we used to fear it, we don't need it any longer. We knew within us long before we were trained that we were sluts and you're going to learn all about it." I was afraid of this, but I let Tessa bend me over the frame. She and Jenna wove complicated web-work of straps around me. As it went along I understood what a few of the straps were for, but there were far more than made any sense to me. My neck was cradled in a long padded chute. Legs and arms strapped to soft leather pads, then they took my clit and strapped it up with what felt like a continuous holder. I was spread open quite widely, my cunt stretched and twitching slightly with the knowledge they could see it plainly. "Now, sweetie, relax. That is the rule of the sluttifier. Jenna and I are going to do things to you that will bring you pleasure and the only rule is that you relax." Tessa knelt just before me. Her clit was up and pulsing. She said, "Open up, slut", and I felt myself snap open again. Jenna took my plug out. "Now, darling, relax. Feel what happens when you relax your muscles one by one. Feel them all. Think of one, and allow it to relax." So I did, my glutes, and as they gradually reduced tension I felt a wave of pleasure through my clit. As I started to move, the wave receded a bit. "Dear Jet, tonight you will feel the sluttifier to be as cruel a toy as you have ever heard of. It is all up to your body. You cannot help learning the lesson of the sluttifier, which is to allow yourself pleasure without expectation or schedule." She put the head of her clit in my mouth. The pleasure receded, and I looked up at her. "You tightened up when you took my clit. I know you like my clit, but just allow it to be in your mouth. Don't pleasure me, accept me inside you. Relax again." I thought dimly there was something rigged about this idea. My jaw, relaxed; my glutes, relaxed. "Breathe more softly." Oh, yes, delicious pleasures through my clit. Jenna began stroking my ass and of course I tightened. "It's difficult, Jet, listen to your body." I tried to give in. As long as the stimulation Jenna and Tessa gave me didn't vary, I could gradually relax more and more of my muscles, and get more pleasure. As soon as either one changed things, I would tense up and have to address my body, bit by bit, to get the pleasure I was coming to need. Jenna stroked closer in to the opening of my cunt. It was a devilish and frustrating exercise. I loved what she was doing to me, but every time she increased the delight I would have to relax all over again. Tessa pushed her clit deeper into my mouth, which I found myself enjoying increasingly as I accepted and relaxed and received more pleasure, and then had to learn to relax again. I couldn't even hold my breath, I had to breathe naturally, and as time went on the stroking Jenna was giving me, the constant presence of Tessa's delicious clit, and my own pleasure melded into a soft and insistent desire that seemed like a melting, or diffusion, or expansion. Jenna stroked within my cunt and I twitched. "This is difficult, Jet. I am teasing you with a feather, and the lightest possible touch. Just ride what I do to you, and allow Tessa inside you, and relax." Tessa pushed herself further down my throat and I tried to relax. My clit was becoming insistent but I could do nothing at all to make it pleasure me more, I had to concentrate on what Tessa and Jenna were doing to me and learn to enjoy it, and every time I did I got an instant and glowing reward that made me feel like a furnace, devouring everything I was fed. The feather was reaching further and further inside me and I opened myself to it. Tessa pushed herself all the way into my throat. Jenna said, "now I am going to go inside you, too, Jet, and I want you to relax." The instant I realized it was her clit inside my soft warm cunt, I twitched and the pleasure decreased. "We can keep at this, Jet. You can't, you're going to open yourself completely to both of us and when you are truly relaxed you will suddenly cum, without any will and without any control. There is nothing you can do any more to stop your body from doing what it wishes. You're on automatic." There was a tiny puddle of sunshine inside me. I found that snuggling up to it made it feel bigger and I allowed it to warm me. Tessa and Jenna started to move a little bit, and I wrapped myself around the little bit of sunshine and felt softer, warmer, and the desire within me became more insistent, yet I learned to trust the sunshine and after a short time it seemed to expand and then it swallowed me in a delight I had never before felt. I felt turned inside out and so very much pleasure that I kept allowing the sunshine into me. I was dimly aware of Tessa and Jenna screaming and thought how delightful they'd look right about now.... and then they were around me, the three of us together, I still enfolding both of them and desiring them and being so very happy that the three of us were exactly where we were and touching so deeply. Someone had taken us all to bed. Tessa and Jenna were beside me. When they felt me awaken they cuddled me up. Jenna said, "you've been sluttified; how do you feel about that?" I was groggy but I said, "oh, please, lovers, do it again." They did.