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Cameron slowly started to wake, his mind struggling to clear the drowsy fog of morning. He smiled as he felt the warmth of his girlfriend's body pressing against his back and the weight of her arm draped over his side, hand resting on his heart. This was more or less the same position in which they always woke up together; however, as Cameron groggily opened his eyes, he looked down at himself and remembered why this was not a typical morning: Last night, Shannon had spanked him for ejaculating on her new rug and then put him in a dress and panties. They had danced for a while and ultimately both gotten so turned on that they had sex for the first time with Cameron dressed like a girl. The exhausted lovers had then collapsed into sleep together shortly after, still in their clothes. "Mmm, good morning, pretty girl," Shannon said softly into Cameron's ear, waking up shortly after him. She pulled the ruffled hem of Cameron's dress up his waist, exposing his panties, and started stroking his thigh. "How did you sleep, sweet pea?" "I slept great, Shan," he answered. He was enjoying the sensation of her fingers on his skin. "I can't believe we did that last night, with me dressed like this." "Don't be silly, sweetie, you loved being my little girlfriend," Shannon said, giggling drowsily. Cameron made no disagreement and she kept stroking his body, moving from his thigh up to his cute little butt. With her finger, she traced the the pink ruffle trim around his leg, and then traced the outline of the word "Princess" that was printed on the seat of the panties. Cameron's breathing started to pick up and he let out a girlish little moan as she reached around to his front and started rubbing his hardening cock through the panties. Her boyfriend's noises of arousal had always been feminine-sounding, but Shannon thought they were much more appropriate now that he was dressed the part. She stopped before he got too excited, not wanting him to orgasm quite yet. Cameron rolled over in the bed to face Shannon, meaning to kiss her. Before he could, her hand shot straight to her mouth as she saw his face, stifling a laugh. "What's wrong?" Cameron asked. "Nothing, honey," she said, laughing, "except we forgot to take your makeup off last night and this morning you look like a tramp! I should kick you out in those clothes and make you do the walk of shame all the way back to your apartment." Cameron looked aghast. "Please don't," he said. Ordinarily he would not have believed her, but until yesterday he would not have believed that she would spank and feminize him, either. Cameron didn't know what to think. "Aww, don't worry Cammy," Shannon soothed, climbing out of bed. She went over to Cameron's side and helped him to his feet. The yellow dress had twisted around his waist in his sleep, and she tugged and adjusted it to hang properly before leading him by the hand into the living room. "I bet you won't have to walk the whole way. You look like such a cutie, I'm sure some handsome boy will stop and give you a ride in his car." She gave him a gentle push towards the front door and a playful smack on the ass. "Off you go, Princess." Cameron turned back around and faced Shannon, shocked. He didn't know what to say. Did she really expect him to walk home in a dress and ruined makeup? She had made him pretty last night, but he still looked like a boy in a dress, and someone might recognize him. And he didn't even have any shoes on! Cameron was so alarmed at the prospect that his lip began to tremble - he had always been a crier - and he started to hyperventilate. He opened his mouth to plead with her, but Shannon interrupted before he could get a word out. "Oh no, sweetie, no, I was just joking with you. I would never do that to you. Don't cry." She wrapped her arms around him in a hug and rubbed his back. She felt his tensed shoulders relax a little and she leaned back, planting a kiss on his forehead. "Let me make it up to you. Go hop in the shower and I'll join you in a minute," she said, flashing him a seductive smile. "Take your makeup off first, though, there's some remover pads in the red jar by the sink." Shannon gave Cameron's bottom a quick squeeze and sent him off. Cameron was still a little upset about her idea of a joke, but his irritation was vastly overshadowed by his relief at not having to walk across campus in Shannon's dress. In the bathroom, he couldn't help but laugh at his reflection. She was right about his makeup. While in undergrad, Cameron had lived in the men's dorms and occasionally on weekend mornings he'd cross paths with girls that were obviously wearing the previous evening's clothes and makeup that had been smudged and ruined in the night, just like Cameron's was right now. He smirked to himself at the comparison, and removed his makeup with the pads that Shannon had mentioned. When he went to strip for the shower, though, he had some trouble with the dress. "Uh, Shannon?" he called into the hallway. "Can you come here a sec?" He heard her footsteps approaching. "What do you need?" she replied, opening the bathroom door. Cameron blushed, embarrassed. "Can you unzip me?" he said. "I can't get it." Shannon grinned. "No problem sweetie, turn around." She unzipped the yellow dress and let it fall into a puddle around his feet, leaving him standing in just the panties. She pulled those down for him too, and let him step out of them. "Go ahead and get in, I'll be with you in a sec," said Shannon, pointing at the shower. Cameron nodded and stepped into the oversized shower, closing the curtain behind him. He turned on the water and while waiting for it to get warm, he marveled at the size of her shower. Her apartment was much larger and nicer than his general, but the bathroom was in a different league entirely. After the water had warmed up, he stepped forward into the stream and let it wet his hair and body. He took his time, luxuriating in the warm cascades of water and enjoying himself. He was usually in such a hurry in the mornings, but today was a Sunday and there was no rush. Just as he was reaching for the shampoo - a feminine and expensive-looking pink bottle - he heard the curtain open, and Shannon stepped into the shower behind him. "Oh, let me do that," Shannon said. Cameron turned around to hand the bottle to her and his jaw dropped. She was still wearing the pastel green sundress from yesterday, and hadn't taken it off before getting in the shower. The dress was already starting to soak up water and when damp, the thin material was partially transparent. A few seconds later the dress was thoroughly waterlogged and clinging to Shannon's every curve. Cameron grinned at her. In his mind, the wet dress made Shannon look like a sexy porn star. In fact, he was pretty certain that he'd seen a porn movie that started just like this. "You look so sexy like that, Shan." She laughed, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Cameron's hands went to her waist and he started to pull her in for a more serious kiss, but she pulled back, recoiling slightly from his masculine behavior. Had he forgotten that Shannon had helped him out of a cute dress and panties not five minutes before? She was more attracted to the innocent, girly Cameron from last night than the horny, all-male Cameron that was naked in front of her right now. "Not so fast, Princess," she said with a sly smile, "Let's get you cleaned up first." Shannon turned him back around and lathered his head with one of the floral-smelling shampoos she kept in the shower. Cameron was disappointed that she had rejected his kiss, but those thoughts faded from his mind while she cleaned him. After washing his hair, she soaped up his whole body with a lavender-scented body wash. She stood behind him, pressing her body against his. Cameron could feel her nipples on his back, hard and straining against the thin fabric of the soaked dress. Shannon wrapped her arms around him from behind and rubbed suds into his chest, working her way down past his navel and to his crotch. She cupped his balls gently with one soapy hand and lightly stroked his erection with the other. Cameron gasped with pleasure, and Shannon kissed him sensually a few times on the neck before nibbling on his earlobe, all while slowly stroking his cock. She knew he wouldn't last long. "Do you want to cum, Cammy?" she asked. She already knew his answer. "Yes, baby, please," Cameron moaned. "I want to do something first, okay?" Shannon said. She turned him around and picked up her pink shaving razor from its resting place on the shower ledge. Cameron immediately tensed up. "No way," he started, "I don't want-" "Shhh, sweat pea," Shannon interrupted. She gave his cock a few more strokes and gave him a sweet peck on the cheek. "It'll be so sexy to me and nobody else will notice. Don't you want to be sexy for me? And I'll make you feel so good afterwards, Princess." she coaxed, still rubbing him. Cameron sighed and nodded his assent. He wasn't thrilled with the idea - nor was he thrilled that she kept calling him 'Princess' - but he needed to cum badly and besides, she was right. His blonde body hair was so fine in the first place that few people would notice if it were gone. "Oh, good!" Shannon squealed in delight. "Thank you, Cammy!" She lathered him in a pink shaving soap and deftly removed his body hair, one part at a time. She started with his ankles and worked her way upward. The process took a bit of time, and to keep Cameron interested, she paused every few minutes to pay attention to his cock. A few strokes here, a little bit of teasing with her mouth there, just enough to keep his cock hard and his mind pliant to her ministrations. She finished with his legs and ass and then gently removed all the hair from his pubic area and groin, taking special care not to nick his balls or his erection. His torso went much more quickly; he barely had any hair there in the first place. Shannon shaved his armpits as well, but not before giving him a proper tickling there first. Cameron was very ticklish and she giggled at his squirming. She finished up by shaving his face with a fresh blade. "All done," Shannon said. "Thanks for being so patient. Time to give my little princess her reward." Before Cameron could object to the feminine pronoun, Shannon knelt down in the shower and took his swollen cock into her mouth. He moaned gently and let his eyes roll back as she sucked him off expertly. Her mouth felt like wet velvet on his cock. She had given him blowjobs before, but never as enthusiastically as today's. Shannon was rather aroused by the situation as well, running her hands up and down Cameron's smooth, freshly-shaven legs and ass, turned on by the feminine feel of her boyfriend's silky skin. After sucking him for a few minutes, she slowly got bolder. She worked his throbbing cock with hand and started rubbing his ass with the other. Gradually, Shannon crept towards his anus before finally slipping a finger in-between his cheeks to gently massage his hole. Cameron inhaled sharply and his whole body erupted in goosebumps. This didn't escape Shannon's notice. She slowly increased the pressure of the massage. Finally, she plunged her slippery index finger deep inside him and thrust in and out in the same rhythm with which she was sucking him off. "Oh!" Cameron gasped. "Do you like that, Cammy?" said Shannon, taking her mouth off of him. "Yes. God, don't stop," Cameron pleaded. "Tell me," she said, slowing the rhythm of her finger in his ass. "I like what you're doing." "No, sweetie, tell me what you want. You have to be specific or I'm going to quit." "I want you to keep sucking my dick and fucking me in the ass with your finger!" Cameron shouted, needing her to continue. "Okay sweetheart." Shannon smiled sweetly up at him before returning her mouth to his cock and bringing her finger back to its earlier pace. This only lasted for a few seconds, though, until curiosity overcame her and she started to wonder what else she could get Cameron to say. Shannon took her mouth off of him and let her finger rest, still deep inside of him. "What's wrong, why are you stopping?" Cameron said. He sounded frantic. "Say, 'I'm Shannon's little princess,'" she demanded, looking up at him. "I'm Shannon's little princess," he supplied, barely letting her finish the sentence. She rewarded him by resuming the finger fucking and using her other hand to stroke his cock, very slowly. She took a second to think. "Say, 'I'm a cute little girly-girl that needs a big, thick cock.'" "I'm a cute little girly-girl that needs a big, thick cock!" Cameron said, enthusiastically. Shannon picked up the pace with both hands. She knew he was getting close. "Say something else, Princess. Be creative or you'll have the worst blue balls of your life." "I'm a sissy fairy princess!" "More!" She stroked and fingered him faster. "I'm a pretty, pretty princess! I love wearing cute dresses and panties every day! I'm a lovely girly-girl and I need to be fucked in my cute little ass! Harder!" Cameron was shouting at the top of his lungs, desperate for release. Shannon, satisfied, rewarded him by stroking him at full speed and treating him to her best blowjob-porno face, mouth open, eyes silently pleading up at him to cum all over her face. Cameron happily obliged and blasted her with the most powerful orgasm of his life. A lot of it ended up in her hair, but she had plenty of his cum on her cheeks, lips, and in and around her mouth. Unable to contain her arousal any longer, Shannon leaped to her feet in the shower and shoved Cameron back against the wall, startling him. She grabbed a fistful of his blonde hair and pulled his head back, kissing him deeply and aggressively. She still had his cum all over her face and it smeared on both of them while they kissed. Cameron had never tasted his own sexual fluids before, but he could taste himself now as her tongue invaded his mouth, swirling a bit of his cum around as it went. Shannon suddenly pulled herself away from Cameron and put her hands on his shoulders. She forced him to his knees in the shower and hiked up the soaked skirt of her dress. "I need you to lick me right now," she gasped. Cameron happily started to eat her pussy, eager to return the favor. It didn't take long: He had barely started exploring her with his tongue before she came, coating his face with her own fluids, mixing them with the cum that she had already smeared on his face. They collapsed together on the floor of the shower, taking a moment to catch their breaths. "Wow," they both started to say, at the same time. They laughed. "Let's get cleaned up for real this time," said Shannon. She stood up and helped Cameron to his feet. They took a quicker, more practical shower. Shannon finally stripped off her wet dress and the two of them helped each other wash each other's fluids off of their bodies. Afterward, Shannon fetched a couple of white bath towels from the bathroom closet and they dried themselves off. She took Cameron's towel from him and wrapped it around his body at chest height like a girl, instead of around his waist. She did the same for herself and they both finished their morning bathroom routines at the twin sinks, not speaking, just enjoying the company of each other. "Let me grab your clothes from yesterday out of the wash," said Shannon. "I'll have to get you some different undies, though, only your shorts and shirt made it into the laundry." Cameron rolled his eyes. He was starting to feel embarrassed about the stuff he said in the shower, but he didn't see how wearing another pair of Shannon's panties could make the situation worse. Shannon led him by the hand back into her bedroom and motioned for him to sit down on the bed. She fetched his v-neck and basketball shorts from yesterday out of the washer-drier and tossed them to Cameron. "Do you want to pick out cute pair of panties to wear home, or should I choose for you?" she asked, smiling sweetly at him. "Whatever you want, I guess." "Okay!" Shannon answered. She had a pair in mind and went into her closet to retrieve them. Cameron was a little alarmed when she came back and showed him her absurdly feminine selection. They were white boyshort panties, completely covered in lacy frills and embellished in back with an oversized, floppy bow. "Here you go, baby, panties fit for a princess." She held them open near the floor and motioned for him to step in. Knowing that it would be useless to object, Cameron stepped into the panties and Shannon pulled them up his legs, peppering his legs with kisses on the way up like last night. Cameron gasped as she pulled the the panties snug around his ass and groin. She giggled at him. "They're lined in satin, that's what you're feeling. Aren't they so soft and cool? I've only worn these once, they went under a french maid outfit that I wore for Halloween a few years ago." "Yeah, actually, they feel really nice," Cameron said. "Yay, Cammy likes his new panties!" Shannon exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. "You can keep these, sweet pea, I won't wear them again. They're a little too 'girly-girl' for me," she said, teasing him with one of the cutesy things she made him call himself in the shower. She patted him on the bottom and Cameron blushed. "Okay, I guess," he said, not sure what else to say. Shannon smiled at him. "All right honey, why don't you go ahead and get dressed and then you should go work on your thesis. I have a bunch of errands to run today, but you can come over again tonight. I'll make you dinner." "Okay, that sounds good. I really need to get to work on that anyway," he said. He put his v-neck shirt on and then pulled his black basketball shorts up over the frilly panties. Shannon immediately noticed a difference with his shorts: The panties, made to be worn under petticoats, were much more voluminous than most underwear and were bulging out a bit under the thin material of Cameron's shorts. You couldn't exactly tell that he was wearing panties; Shannon thought it actually looked like he might be wearing a diaper under there. Cameron didn't seem to notice, though, so she didn't say anything. They walked together to the front door, Shannon still wearing only a towel. Cameron moved to give her his typical goodbye peck, but she grabbed him and made it much more sensual. They kissed much more deeply and Shannon slipped her hands under the waistband of his shorts, fondling his ass over the frilly boyshorts. "Make sure you don't take these off while you're gone, I want you to be thinking of me all day," Shannon said. "Anything for you, Shan," he said. "Come back over around seven and we'll have a nice dinner. Bye sweetie!" The two of them shared a parting smile and Cameron left, starting the short walk home. As he walked, he reflected over the last eighteen hours or so. Shannon had always been a little dominant, but she had really escalated things last night and this morning. He still couldn't believe the things she made him say in the shower, but God, it was worth it. Cameron considered the girly makeover Shannon had given him last night and the panties she made him wear this morning. It was a little embarrassing to admit it to himself, but he had really enjoyed all of the feminization so far; there was something deliciously taboo and sexy about the whole thing. Was he a little gay for enjoying it so much? Cameron didn't think so. After all, he was doing all of this with a beautiful woman. It was still straight sex, no matter what clothes he had on. Cameron walked the last few blocks wondering about what Shannon had planned for the evening, enjoying the feel of the satin-lined panties on his freshly-shaved ass and groin and the sensation of his silky smooth legs gently brushing against each other. Meanwhile, Shannon had gotten dressed and was already started with her 'errands.' She was in her walk-in closet, sorting through her clothes to figure out what she was going to give to Cameron. Shannon had an outrageously large amount of clothing, including plenty of stuff that she never wore because it was too girly, like the panties she had put Cameron in earlier, or fit her a bit too loosely, like the dress she had him wear last night. She held up each article and pictured Cameron in it, each time with a smile, before putting each 'keeper' into a large box on which she had written 'Princess Cammy'. She did leave a few of his new things on hangars, leaving herself some options for what to dress him up in later that night. Shannon felt herself starting to get damp at the thought of dolling up her little princess again. However, she had a lot to do before then and still needed to pick up some things for him from the shops. Shannon's first stop was a large department store near her apartment. She bought Cameron a few pairs of women's shoes that she thought might go with multiple outfits, knowing that his feet were a couple sizes larger than hers and that nothing she had would fit him. She also purchased him multiple sets of sleepwear. She knew that he would fit in some of her pj's, but even though Shannon's wardrobe was pretty feminine, she generally wore fairly plain shirt-and-pants pajama sets and she wanted Cameron to be sleeping in pretty nightgowns from now on. She bit her lip at the thought of him in a babydoll nightie and matching panties. Her next stop was a lingerie store in a nearby shopping center. She already had plenty of panties for Cameron, but she picked up another couple pairs that she thought would be cute on him. She also got him a couple of brassieres with a nearly-A cup size (she didn't want to mess around with stuffing a larger bra). Lastly, Shannon bought him some feminine socks and hosiery. With her two inch height advantage and much longer legs, Shannon thought that most of her stockings and such would actually be too large for Cameron. Shannon's final errand was at a sex shop on the other side of their small university town. Though she had never tried it, Shannon had read about pegging online and with the way Cameron had responded to her finger in his ass, she thought he might really enjoy a proper fucking. She found a suitable harness right away, but had hard a difficult time choosing a dildo. On one hand, she wanted something that was noticeably bigger than Cameron's cock, which measured in at about five inches by her estimation, and not very thick. On the other hand, she wanted her princess to enjoy the sex and she knew that a lot of the monster dongs in the store could really hurt him. In the end, she settled on a realistic-looking silicon dildo that was seven inches long and somewhat thicker than Cameron's own cock. It also had a protrusion on the reverse side to penetrate and stimulate Shannon while she made love to him. When Shannon got back to her apartment with all of the day's shopping and gathered it up with the other clothes in her walk-in closet, she had to laugh at herself: She had gone quite overboard and had rounded up nearly enough girly attire for Cameron to live full-time as a woman. That was certainly not her intention; Shannon merely wanted to keep playing dress up with him in private and have plenty of variety in the outfits. She considered returning some of the new purchases but quickly dismissed that idea, thinking that she could store half of the clothes at his place and the other half at hers, giving him a fun playtime wardrobe at either location. She giggled to herself at the thought of his closet half-full of his usual sharp collegiate menswear and the other half brimming with dresses, skirts, and nighties. Shannon glanced at the clock and noticed that seven o-clock was rapidly approaching. She knew Cameron would be back soon so she got to work on dinner, quickly whipping up a simple pasta with meat sauce. She had a hard time focusing on the cooking, her head full of images of Cameron: Cameron, walking to her apartment with frilly panties under his clothes, Cameron in the yellow dress from last night, Cameron on his back with his ankles on Shannon's shoulders... Shannon finally snapped out of her fantasy when the doorbell chimed, and she quickly pulled her free hand out of her pants - she hadn't even realized that she had been touching herself - and shut off the stove. "Come in, Cammy!" she hollered at the door. Cameron obliged and walked into the dining room as Shannon was setting the table. "Smells great, Shan, thanks for cooking," Cameron said as he sat at the table. Cameron was dressed in grey wool trousers and a white Oxford shirt. Shannon thought he looked handsome, but she couldn't wait to make him pretty later. She set a plate of pasta in front of Cameron and sat down around the corner from him with her own plate. "No problem, sweetie. How was your day?" "It was fine. I made some good progress with my thesis," he answered. "That's good!" Shannon said. "So... want to talk about last night?" Cameron grinned sheepishly at her. "What about it?" "Well, did you like being my little princess?" she asked. Cameron blushed, as he was prone to do. "Well... yeah. I'm a little embarrassed, but I loved it. I felt so pretty and submissive. It was hot." he said. After a pause, he added, "And I really loved the stuff we did in the shower this morning, too." "Aww, don't be embarrassed, Cammy. There's nothing wrong with what we did," she said. "Besides, I've never been turned on so much in my life." Cameron just smiled at her and Shannon decided to push the issue a bit. "So, would you maybe want to be my princess all of the time?" Cameron thought for a moment before answering. "I don't want to switch genders or anything, Shannon," he said. "Oh, sweet pea, I didn't mean full-time everywhere you go. Just in private with me, any time we are alone together. In public you'll still be handsome Prince Cameron, but with me, you'll be my adorable little Princess Cammy. I have a ton of extra clothes for you, we can keep some here and some at your place," she said. She beamed at him. "That sounds really great, Shan. I'm excited about this," Cameron said, still looking sheepish. "One more thing, Cammy?" asked Shannon, biting her lip nervously. "What's that?" "Would you throw out all your boxers and wear panties full time for me, even under your boy clothes? It would turn me on so much knowing that no matter where you are, you've got a cute pair of panties on under your boy pants," she said. Before Cameron could answer, she added, "You can keep the designer men's briefs I bought you, but just for doctor's appointments or whatever." "I think I could manage that," Cameron answered. He gave her a conspiratorial look. "I've got on the white panties from earlier right now." Shannon beamed at him and leaned over to kiss him on the nose. "That's a good girl," she said. "Now... tell me what you want." "Didn't I just say it?" Cameron asked, confused. Shannon giggled. "No, Princess, say it like you did earlier in the shower. You have to say the whole thing." She smiled at him and started gently rubbing his thigh under the table. "I want to be your little princess," he said. "And what does that entail?" she asked sweetly. Shannon's hand drifted closer to his crotch, still rubbing. "I want you to dress me up like a pretty girl anytime we are alone together at your place or mine, and I want to wear cute panties under my clothes all the time because I know how much it turns you on," he said, dutifully. "All right!" Shannon exclaimed. "Let's get you changed, beautiful." She grabbed Cameron by the hand and pranced off to the bedroom with him in tow, leaving their dirty dishes on the table. She parked him in front of the bed and looked him up and down. "Go ahead and strip, honey." she said. Cameron complied and soon stood naked, all of his clothes in a heap on the floor, including the white boyshort panties Shannon had given him that morning. She gave him a playful swat on the ass before dancing off to the closet, excited. She returned with a pair of pink nylon bikini panties and held them in front of Cameron. She watched him with a smile as his eyes took in the the little white bows on either hip and the many rows of white lace ruffles across the backside. "What do you think, Cammy?" she asked. "They're very pretty." "I knew you'd like them!" Shannon said, holding the panties by the floor for him to step into. Once he did, she pulled the panties up snugly around his ass and groin. As she tucked the front up over his cock, she noticed it starting to grow into a partial erection. "It looks like Princess Cammy's little princess likes them, too." Cameron groaned at the absurd pet name for his genitals and they both laughed. Shannon briefly returned to the closet and emerged with a dress on a hanger. "Here's your dress, honey!" It was a strapless dress made out of a delightful pink gingham with white lace trim embellishing the sweetheart neckline and the hem. Below that, the bodice gave way to a lightly pleated skirt that flared out considerably from the waist. Shannon thought it would probably hit him a little above the knee, and her suspicions were confirmed after she helped him into the dress and tugged it into place. Shannon led him to the vanity and applied some light makeup to Cameron's face, similar to last night: Just enough to give him a little color and soften his features. She finished him off with the same bright pink lip gloss he had worn the previous night before turning her attentions to his hair. Instead of gathering it into bunches again, she quickly styled it into an approximation of a pixie cut and topped him off with a cute white bow, clipped into his hair. Shannon kissed him tenderly on the forehead and then helped him to his feet. "How do I look?" Cameron asked, posing sweetly in the dress. "Good enough to eat, Princess," she answered with a grin. Shannon put on some music and for several minutes they danced with gender-reversed roles like the night before. This time, though, Shannon's head wasn't in the game; she was too excited for the main event to focus on the opening act. Shannon left the music playing, but took her arms from Cameron's gingham waist and let his fall from her shoulders. "I have a surprise for you, honey. I'll be right back," Shannon said, leaving Cameron standing in place while she darted into the closet. Cameron heard her rummaging around in there for a couple minutes, and then she emerged, naked from the waist down save for a harness and a very realistic-looking dildo. His eyes widened as she approached him. "Shan, what is that for? I'm not gay," he said, nervously. "Shh, Princess, it's not gay if it's attached to a woman." "I don't know, Shannon..." "Well, I won't make you do anything you don't want to do, honey," she said, reassuring him. "But I really think you should try it. You might like it, and I just know it would turn me on so much... maybe you could try sucking it just a little? For me?" She bit her lip and looked at him inquisitively. She was really cranking up the feminine wiles. Cameron said nothing, but simply nodded, tentatively. Shannon smiled at him and put her hands on his bare shoulders, gently but firmly pushing him to his knees, the skirt of his strapless dress settling prettily over his legs. Shannon took a step toward him so that the head of her fake cock was inches from his face. "Just do what you would want me to do if it was your cock, Cammy. Whatever comes naturally," she said. Cameron hesitated, but slowly took the shaft in his hand and brought the tip to his lips, where he gingerly planted a kiss on the head. He was shocked at how life-like the silicon penis felt. It was a little too cool to the touch, but it otherwise felt very real. He gave it another kiss and then brought the head into his mouth, running his tongue along the underside. It felt good. He took more of Shannon's cock into his mouth and began bobbing his head up and down her length, stroking toward the base with one hand and letting the other rest on her thigh. Shannon gasped with pleasure as Cameron worked her cock, causing the protrusion on her side of the base to move around inside her, stimulating her more than she thought possible from a strap-on dildo. She couldn't help but think about how precious Cameron looked, cute little pink lips on her cock, bow in his hair, and those wonderful blue eyes gazing up at her affectionately, all while he knelt daintily on the floor in his pink dress. "Good girl," she said down to him. "See if you can take a little more in, honey." Cameron obliged by putting both hands on Shannon's hips, pulling her cock deep into his mouth and upper throat. He was able to get almost the full seven inches inside of his mouth. Seeing him take in so much of her cock turned Shannon on immensely and she moved his hands off of her hips and planted both of her own hands on Cameron's head, careful not to upset the bow in his hair. She held his head firmly and started thrusting her hips towards him, face-fucking him slowly at first, but increasing the speed as she went. Cameron's eyes widened, but he made no objection. Other than the faintest hint of a gagging sound, Cameron took the face- fucking like a champion blowjob queen. The combination of the sight of Cameron all dolled up and the sensations from the strap-on blowjob had Shannon close to orgasm, but she didn't want to finish here. "Get on the bed," she said, pulling her cock out of Cameron's mouth. Shannon's tone had taken a turn for the dominant. Cameron climbed onto the bed and laid down on his back, smoothing his dress down modestly. Shannon could see that he had an erection under the skirt and panties, but other than that bit of lingering maleness Cameron looked every bit the nervous virgin girl on prom night. Shannon smiled at him and climbed on top. She started kissing his body, beginning with sensual little pecks on his smooth legs. Working her way up his body - though paying no attention to the tent in his panties - Shannon hiked up the skirt of Cameron's dress, kissing him on each hip and then moving herself farther up to nibble and kiss at his collarbone, his neck, and finally his ear. Cameron squirmed and whimpered in ecstasy beneath her, adding additional fuel to the fire of Shannon's passion. He tried repeatedly to put his hands on Shannon, wanting to rub her, to caress her body as she kissed him all over, or possibly to grab her hips and pull her body against himself to stimulate his ignored cock. Each time, however, Shannon slapped his hand away playfully, only allowing him to clutch at his own chest, the sheets, or the pillow behind his head. Now that he was properly excited, Shannon was prepared to move on to the main event. She stopped kissing Cameron and smiled coyly at him, before sliding back down and helping him remove his panties. She pulled the flimsy pink material down to his feet and let the panties hang off his left ankle instead of removing them completely. Shannon also had him lift his butt off the bed a bit so she could slide a pillow under his hips for a better angle and easier access. Once she had Cameron properly situated on the bed, Shannon leaned over him and grabbed a container of lubricant that she had left on the nightstand. She coated her cock thoroughly with the lube, and applied a large glob to her finger before inserting it into Cameron's ass and swirling it around. He shifted around a bit while she lubricated his insides, though whether it was from discomfort from the cold substance inside him or arousal from the stimulation from her finger, Shannon couldn't tell. She positioned her cock a few inches from his opening and smiled sweetly down at Cameron as he spread his legs for her and raised them in the air, ruffled panties still dangling from one foot. "Are you ready, Princess?" she said intimately, her voice barely above a whisper. Cameron nodded nervously, biting his pretty pink lip. He reached between his legs and lightly grabbed Shannon's cock, guiding the tip toward his hole as she pushed it gently forward. At that moment, Cameron was overcome with feelings of extreme femininity and submissiveness - it was a simple act, taking his lover's cock in hand and guiding it into himself, but he knew instinctively that he and Shannon had reached a turning point with that one small gesture. He wasn't Shannon's boyfriend anymore, he was her girlfriend. He was Shannon's princess, and she was his prince. This all flashed through Cameron's mind rather quickly, of course; he didn't have much time to dwell on feelings of femininity before the pressure on his anus started to hurt. He began to whimper at the pain. "Shh, sweet pea, you have to relax," Shannon reassured him, stroking his leg. "It's okay, it's okay." Cameron listened to her and relaxed his sphincter muscle, letting the tip of Shannon's cock enter him. He let out a gasp of shock. He knew that her cock would be bigger than the finger she stuck in him earlier, but it felt like a tree trunk. He tried to relax some more, and Shannon pulled back a bit before pushing herself into him again, a little bit further this time. She repeated this motion, going a little deeper with each thrust and after a bit of this, Cameron's pained whimpers turned into moans of pleasure. Before long, Shannon was fucking him in earnest, plunging the full length of her cock into him with each stroke while he moaned and writhed around underneath her on the bed. "Harder," Cameron panted. "Are you sure?" Shannon answered, equally breathless. Cameron made no reply, but wrapped his legs around her body, trying to pull her into him harder with each of her thrusts. Shannon responded by leaning closer to him and putting her hands on his shoulders, using the extra leverage to slam her cock into him harder and faster than before. They were fucking with an animalistic passion that neither of them had ever experienced before. Both of them were moaning loud enough to wake the dead and the bed was rocking against the wall with each stroke, Cameron's skull banging against the headboard hard enough to knock the bow out of his hair. Shannon came first - stimulation from the nub on her side of the dildo, combined with the psychological arousal of dominating her submissive little princess nearly caused her to faint as her eyes rolled back into her head and her back arched with a shuddering, powerful orgasm. She recovered her senses enough to reach up to Cameron's head, grabbing a fistful of his hair to pull his head forward. With the other hand, she gave his cock a few quick strokes - she hadn't touched it before then - and continued to thrust her own cock in and out of him. A few seconds of this brought Cameron to his own explosive orgasm; with a decidedly girly little scream he blasted cum all over his own body. The first two shots hit him in his upraised cheek as Shannon had intended, and the rest traced a dotted line on the pink bodice of his gingham dress. "Oh my God," was all Cameron could say as Shannon pulled out of him and unbuckled her harness, letting the dildo fall onto the bed next to him. She moved to Cameron's side helped him back into his panties, removing the pillow from beneath his hips and sliding the pink garment back up his legs and snugly around his waist. As he turned to face away from her, she patted him gently on his ruffled bottom before smoothing his skirt back down with a smile. She didn't bother cleaning the cum off of his dress, but snuggled up next to him in the bed and held him close. She kissed him lightly on the earlobe. "I love you, Princess," she said, and for the second night in a row, the two of them fell asleep together with Cameron in a dress and panties.