Beginnings of an Asian Cuckold Boy
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"Great. Just fucking great..." I muttered to myself as I banged my head
against the steering wheel in frustration.
My name is Jake Francis and I've been having a terrible week. So terrible,
in fact, that I feel close to losing my mind. First the girl I've loved
for two years broke up with me, then earlier this week my father died of
old age. My mom had already died a long time ago ago, so apart from some
distant relatives I never talk to I'm the last remaining member of my
family.
As if all of that wasn't bad enough, now my car is having problems too. I
had ended up working overtime until 11:00 at night, before I finally got
to leave work. Yet on the drive home my car made a loud sputtering sound
and stopped running right in the middle of the road. My cellphone had run
out of power early in the day and I was miles outside city limits, so I
had no idea what to do.
"Well, at least it's a Friday..." I muttered, trying hard to remain
optimistic despite all my bad luck. But while muttering to myself, a
shining white limousine stopped next to my car, causing my mouth to drop.
After all, I had certainly not expected to be helped by someone in a
limousine... especially not here, in the middle of nowhere.
"Why hello good sir. Are you having trouble?" a man wearing a white suit
proclaimed from the passenger side seat.
"Yes, I am," I said, relieved to be getting help so quickly. "My car
suddenly stopped working. My cellphone is out of power too, so I can't
contact anyone."
"Well hop on in the back. You may stay in one of my guest rooms until we
can get this all sorted out," the man said with a smile.
I figured this guy must be rich and the fact that he had guest rooms only
confirmed it. I had no idea why a rich guy like this would be out in the
middle of nowhere, but the important thing is that I'm getting help.
After getting into the back seat, the man in the front started talking
again. "My name is John Chesterson by the way. Is there anywhere in
particular you have to be?"
"Nice to meet you, I'm Jake Francis. Thankfully I don't work on weekends,
so I can afford to miss a day or two..." I said, but suddenly this mans
name crept back into my mind. I have definitely heard that name before.
"Could you be... the same John Chesterson that owns all the property in
town? Mayor Chesterson?!"
"You're quick to catch on," the man laughed. "The same John Chesterson
indeed."
I felt shocked. Not only did I get helped by a rich guy in a limousine,
but it's the mayor too. He looked younger than I had expected, but there
was no denying that this man is the mayor.
Suddenly the limousine was pulling into a long, gravel driveway. Looking
up, I could see a large white mansion surrounded by forest and cliffs.
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"We're here," Chesterson said as he stepped out of the limousine and lead
me up to the mansion.
"Can I use a phone?" I asked as the mayor and I walked into the mansion.
"Ah don't worry, my butler is already calling to have your car picked up,"
Chesterson said with a smile. "Did you need to call your parents?"
"Oh, no. I don't need to call them..." I said, feeling my mood drop after
being reminded of my parents. Chesterson seemed to notice the change in my
mood, but made no mention of it.
I considered asking the mayor to drop me off at my house, but I lived an
hour away. The mayor seemed enthusiastic enough about me staying anyway,
so I decided to just use the guest room.
After walking into the mansion, I was surprised to find it looked even
larger on the inside than it did on the outside.
"Welcome home Master," a young Asian maid greeted with a curtsy. I started
feeling a little aroused as I looked at the exposed cleavage of her C-cup
breasts in her frilly French maid uniform, but I quickly shook off my
perverted thoughts. I am a guest here and undressing the maids with my
eyes would be inappropriate.
After following Chesterson for a while longer, we eventually stopped in
front of a room.
"This will be your room until we get your car fixed," Chesterson said as
he pushed the door open.
Upon entering the room, I was surprised to find the room was very
feminine. The room was mostly white with some specs of pink here and there
and large stuffed animals were randomly placed throughout the room. The
bed had white frilly drapes and its covers were a light pink color.
As if noticing my expression, Chesterson began explaining, "Ah, sorry if
the room isn't what you expected. You see this room once belonged to a
maid that has since quit and I wish to leave it as it is for her
replacement. You're welcome to stay here, though.
"Thanks, this room is fine..." I said, not wanting to be rude. I was a
little put off by staying in a room that looks to belong to a little girl,
but the mayor is being nice enough to let me stay the night.
"Well I suppose I'll be seeing you tomorrow," the mayor said with a wave
as he walked out of the room.
I was feeling particularly tired after such a long night. So I got
undressed and crawled into bed, falling asleep within minutes.
When I awoke the next morning, I felt odd but wasn't sure why. However,
upon looking down I quickly realized I'm wearing a frilly light pink dress
with a white petticoat and matching white stockings.
"Wha- WHAT THE HELL?" I yelled out in surprise. I looked around the room
to try and find my clothes, but couldn't find them anywhere. Upon trying
to open the door, I found out it was locked.
"Ah, I see you are awake," I heard a voice say from a speaker. "As you've
noticed, you'll be unable to leave that room."
"Why are you doing this?!" I angrily asked.
"Well you see, the previous maid that stayed in this room managed to
escape... so I decided to make a new one. And after researching your
family, I discovered no-one would even notice if you went missing," he
responded through the speaker.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm a guy, not a girl!"
"Ha ha. What you mean to say is, you're not a girl yet."
Something about the way Chesterson emphasized the "yet" part made me feel
nervous.
"Wh- what do you mean by that?" I asked.
"As we speak, this room is filling with a special gas that will transform
you into a sixteen year old girl," Chesterson said non-chalantly. "I also
decided to mix in a little something else, so that you won't escape like
the last one."
"Oh and don't worry. This room is airtight, so none of the gas will escape
into other parts of the house," he added.
This guy can't be serious. Gas can't turn men into girls. Yet as I thought
this, I noticed the air in the room was beginning to take on a pink hue.
"I'll be turning off the speaker, but I'll be sure to continue watching
your progress."
"Wai-wait! I DEMAND ANSWERS!" I started yelling angrily. However, I got no
response.
Running over to the door, I tried kicking it down. Yet I found out the
door was a lot stronger than I had originally thought. While it looked
like wood at first glance, it seemed to actually be made out of some kind
of metal. I spent nearly an hour trying to break down the door, but I
eventually gave up and walked back to the bed.
Walking around in the frilly dress felt strange and much to my dismay, I
was starting to get aroused by the silky fabric rubbing against my legs. I
tried lying in bed and not moving, yet the longer I lied there in this
petticoat and dress, the hornier I got.
Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, so I started rubbing my cock with
one hand and one of my nipples with the other. My nipples feel really
sensitive for some reason, but... wait, when did I start rubbing my
nipples? No no no, I have to stop this, I'll just rub my dick and cum and
then I can relax...
After rubbing my dick for a while I came all over the inside of my
petticoat, yet I still feel really horny for some reason.
"Why am I so horny...?" I muttered as I began slowly rubbing my crotch
against one of the pillows.
After a while I noticed to my horror that the hair on my body had begun to
fall off and after two hours had passed, my hands were becoming more
delicate and feminine. As I continued humping the pillow and sheets, I
started thinking about big, strong men and how hot it would be if one
dominated me.
Still as aroused as I was earlier, I began rubbing my now erect, swelling
breasts and moaned as I fantasized about being dominated by a big, strong
man.
No, no, no. I have to stop thinking about men. I like women. I'm a guy.
Big, sexy dominant men with eyes that seem to stare into my soul... I
mean, men aren't what I like. Girls girls girls. I like girls like that
maid from earlier.
Yet try as I might, thoughts of men dominating me kept creeping back into
my mind. Soon enough, I was rubbing one of my now b-cup breasts with one
hand and rubbing my shrinking cock with the other while lying on my back
with my legs slightly spread. Originally I had been at least seven inches,
but now my cock felt like it was like three inches at best and like my
balls were only getting smaller too.
Like why is my cock shrinking so much anyway? Big cocks are so much
better. But like I guess big cocks are better on big, strong men anyway.
Teehee
Looking over at the dresser, I suddenly noticed a flesh colored dildo.
"Eww," I said in a high pitched, feminine voice. It looked kind of gross,
but like I was so horny and I want a cock so bad.
Deciding I need that cock even if it's fake, I got out of bed and started
walking towards the dresser. However, on the way there I passed by a
mirror.
What I saw was a young Asian girl with large, erect d-cup breasts staring
back at me. She had big, clear brown eyes and plump, seductive lips; the
girl in the mirror looked like an Asian model or perhaps even a porn star.
Lifting up my skirt and petticoat and turning to the side, I noticed I now
had a large, shapely butt and curvy, feminine hips. The only slightly
masculine thing about me remaining is a little bulge in my silky white
panties.
Like no way, this can't be me. I... what happened? Like I was a guy. I am
like totally supposed to be a guy. And like omg I'm even Asian now?! I was
a white guy. Omg.
I felt my eyes travel back towards the dildo.
No no like totally no, I need to stop doing this. I am like starting to
forget I'm a guy. I am Jake um, something, and I'm a guy. I would like
never even touch a dildo, let alone shove one up my butt.
Remembering my predicament I walked back over to the bed and sat there,
trying my hardest to not touch myself.
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I could feel my balls and cock growing smaller and smaller until
eventually, I couldn't feel them anymore. Instead I began feeling a warm,
gaping emptiness and while I was craving cocks before, I wanted them to
penetrate a whole new place now. It took all my willpower to avoid
touching myself and to remember I'm a guy.
Getting out of bed, I lifted up my skirt and looked into the mirror. Sure
enough, the bulge I had previously seen protruding from my panties was now
gone. My crotch was now completely flat, just like a womans.
It was then that I noticed the pink mist permeating the room had begun to
dissipate and after a while, the air seemed completely clear again. Not
long afterwards, the door opened.
"Ah, it would seem you are finally complete," Chesterson said with a smile
as he walked into the room.
I could feel myself growing angry. No, furious. This man was the reason
all of this has happened. He's the reason I'm craving cock so badly and
the reason I almost shoved a dildo in my butt.
"You... you big stupid meanie!" I yelled as I ran over to him and tried to
smack him across face. However, he effortlessly grabbed my wrist. I tried
slapping him with the other hand, but he grabbed that one too and pinned
me against the wall.
"Ha ha. Nice try, but you're just a weak little Asian girl now," he
laughed. Forcing both my wrists into one of his large masculine hands, he
used his now free hand to reach around and grope my butt underneath my
skirt.
"St-stop that..." I moaned, getting aroused by his hand rubbing my butt
through my silky panties. I hadn't noticed before, but the mayor didn't
just look young... he also looked kind of attractive. With his big,
muscular body and his deep blue eyes he just... wait like omg no, I'm
doing it again.
"I'm surprised you haven't completely embraced your new role yet. But
don't worry, you will soon enough," Chesterson said as he went from
groping my butt to rubbing my cunt through my panties. Looking into my
eyes he released my hands, which I soon lifted up to start feeling the
muscles on his chest. He started using his other hand to grope one of my
breasts.
After groping me for a while, Chesterson eventually lifted me up and
carried me to the bed. He pulled off his shirt revealing six pack abs and
a well toned body, which only made me even more aroused. I could tell by
the tent he was pitching in his pants that he was incredibly horny too.
"Now it's time to give you what I know you want..." he said as he spread
my legs and pulled off his pants, revealing a large, ten inch cock. He
then pulled off my panties and pushed his manhood into my cunt.
It hurt at first, but as he continued to thrust in and out it started
feeling better and better until eventually, I moaned really loudly as I
reached my first orgasm. He began to french kiss me as he thrusted his
manhood in and out, making his tongue completely dominate mine inside of
my mouth. He was completely dominating me and I had never been more turned
on.
After a while he began to thrust faster and faster until eventually, I
felt him shooting his hot cum into my womb. At the same time, I reached my
6th orgasm.
Pulling his limpening cock out of my cunt, he put his pants back on and
looked me in the eyes.
"You will be working here as a maid from now on. Male staff members will
grope you when they feel like it and when they do, you'll submit to them,"
he sternly said. "Understand?"
All I could do was nod as I stared at his six pack abs like a horny school
girl.
"Good. One of the other maids will be in shortly to help you get dressed,"
he said as he left me alone in the room.
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I lied on the bed for a while, thinking about how hot Chesterson was and
how amazing his cock felt. I felt as though like I was forgetting
something, but I couldn't think of what it could be.
"Like whatever. I just hope the other guys are as hot as Chesterson," I
giggled to myself.
After a few minutes, the same maid whose breasts got me aroused earlier,
as a man, walked through the door carrying a french maid uniform and a
feather duster. I noticed she looked to be no older than 16, just like me.
"Hey, you must be Himeko," the girl said as she walked over to the bed.
"You are sixteen years old and were born in Japan, right?"
I didn't think that was my name, but to be honest I couldn't remember
anything about my past. I knew I was forgetting something, so this must be
what.
"That's right," I smiled, having assumed she must be telling the truth.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Yumi and I'll be your colleague. So let's
get you changed into-" she began to say, before I interrupted.
"Does Chesterson like have a maid fetish?" I giggled. "Cuz he is soo hot."
The girl smiled and I saw her face turn a little red.
"Yeah, he really knows how to make a girl feel good..." she said, looking
lost in thought for a moment. "Um but, I'm supposed to be helping you with
this..."
"Oh um sorry. I just like can't stop thinking about cute guys," I giggled.
The girl was giving me a strange look as if she thought I was like an
idiot or something, but she didn't say anything and helped me put on the
uniform. Soon enough I was wearing the full maid uniform; a frilly black
and white top that showed off some cleavage, a matching skirt, a frilly
white petticoat, some long white stockings, a pink garter belt, and some
frilly pink panties with a matching bra. The frilly clothing felt good
against my body and I soon found myself feeling very sexy and feminine.
"Now to explain your duties," the girl said, making sure I was paying
attention before continuing. "You are to refer to our Master - Chesterson
- as Master at all times. If it is assigned as your job for the day, you
will stand by the door and greet him and any guests as they enter. When
you greet our master, you shall say "Welcome home Master" and curtsy.
"When a guest arrives you will curtsy and say "Welcome honorable guest,"
she continued her explanation. "All men in this house are your masters as
well, so treat them as such. Your other duties include cleaning, doing
laundry, serving Master Chesterson, pleasuring our masters, denying guests
not expected by Master Chesterson, and letting expected guests into the
house. The butler will notify you if anyone is expected."
"Now, do you have any questions?"
"Um no I understand I think," I responded, feeling somewhat lost.
Remembering all this information was hard.
The girl sighed, before finally speaking again. "Very well. Today you are
to clean the living quarters."
After listening to her complicated instructions, I left the room. I had
forgotten this mansion is like totally big though, so I got lost and was
having trouble finding the living room. Thankfully the butler saw me and
approached.
"Do you need help finding the living quarters, young lady?" he asked,
clearly staring at my cleavage.
"Um yes I like can't find it and I've totally looked everywhere," I
frowned.
"Follow me," the butler said, walking away from where he was standing.
I followed him throughout the large mansion, passing through many large
rooms including a large scarlet room with sofa chairs, a pool table, and a
fireplace. I thought it was the living room at first, but the butler kept
moving. Eventually, however, we reached another similar looking room and
the butler stopped.
"This is the living quarters. You are to dust it until it is
satisfactory," the butler explained. "Since this is your first job, I
shall wait here and tell you when you are finished."
With that said the butler sat on one of the sofa chairs and began reading
a newspaper that was sitting on a nearby coffee table. With feather duster
in hand, I walked around the room dusting every nook and cranny and picked
up any and all pieces of trash I could find.
Eventually I walked over to the fireplace situated in front of the butler
and began dusting that area. At first I was just dusting the area above
the fireplace and the butler wasn't paying much attention. However, soon
enough I had to get down on my knees to dust the inside of the fireplace.
Noticing my panties were now fully exposed, the butler put down his
newspaper and began staring at my large feminine butt in my frilly pink
panties. After the butler had been getting a good view for a while, he
pulled down his pants and started to jack off. I soon finished dusting and
stood back up, but the butler started to speak.
"Ah, Himeko... I think that will be good for now," the butler said, with
his cock still in hand. "But you do remember your other duties...
correct?"
"Oh of course I do, Master," I said, growing wide eyed as I took in the
view of his large, erect cock. "What do you wish for me to do?"
"Give me a blowjob..." he said. "and make sure to use your boobs."
Obeying his command, I got on my knees in front of him and started licking
his his balls, working my way up the shaft of his cock. As I took in the
smell and taste of his large, throbbing manhood, I became more and more
aroused until I was subconsciously rubbing my soaking wet cunt.
Remembering that he wanted me to use my breasts, I pulled my large breasts
out of my shirt and wrapped them around his shaft. I purposely drooled
down onto my breasts, making his cock really slick so it could easily rub
against the inside of my breasts.
The butler grunted in pleasure as he grabbed the back of my head, pushing
the tip of his throbbing cock into my mouth. As he thrusted his cock in
and out of my mouth, I became entranced by his cock. I began rubbing my
clitoris and eventually orgasmed, soaking my panties. Soon after I could
feel him tensing up, so I knew he'd cum soon as well.
Sure enough, he grabbed hold of the back of my head and shoved his cock so
far into my mouth it poked the entrance to my throat. It made me gag as he
came at full force, shooting all his cum into my throat.
"Oh and I want you to swallow that too. We can't be leaving messes now,"
the butler said, as he stood up and pulled his pants back up. "Once you
dust that spot you missed by the bookshelf, you may leave."
As the butler left the room, I swallowed his cum before picking up my
feather duster and making my way to the bookshelf. Sure enough I had
missed a few spots by the bookshelf, so I took my time dusting the
bookshelf until finally it looked perfect. I'll have to be more careful
when cleaning next time.
As I exited the room, I was greeted by Yumi.
"Hey hey Himeko-chan. The butler asked me to show you back to your room,"
she said, grabbing hold of my hand and leading me through the mansion.
After passing through the many different rooms - including the misleading
living room look-alike - we eventually reached my room and walked inside.
"So Himeko-chan, what do you think of being Master Chesterson's maid so
far?" she asked once we were inside.
"Um what's chan? And I like it so far. I'm liking some parts more than
others..." I giggled as perverted thoughts crept into my mind.
Yumi sighed, looking a little disappointed in my answer.
"You're from Japan and you don't even know what -chan is?" she asked, with
a bewildered look on her face. "Well I suppose that doesn't matter. It's
just something cute to tack onto other girl's names."
"So let's be friends Himeko. As fellow maids we might as well get along,
right?" she asked, looking at me with a hopeful - almost sad - look in her
eyes.
"Of course Yumi-chan," I giggled, embracing her in a hug.
"Woah, wait Himeko-chan, don't just hug me like that..." she said, looking
embarrassed.
"Um so, you don't remember anything from before you were a maid here...?"
"Nope, but I'm a 16 year old girl from Japan right?" I asked, wondering
why she brought that up.
"Oh, yeah, that's right. I'm from Japan too..." she sighed, looking as if
she was expecting a different answer. "If you remember anything more about
your past, please feel free to talk to me."
"Okey-dokey Yumi-chanchan," I said giddily as Yumi walked out the door.
As I lied in bed, I thought about how slutty I'd get to be tomorrow. And
the next day. And the day after that. The cleaning part isn't that much
fun, but I like totally love it when the guys dominate me like Master
Chesterson and the butler did.
"I hope I get some cock tomorrow too," I giggled to myself perversely as I
drifted off to sleep.
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