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Chapter 4: My First Day As John led me through the office, I could notice that not much had changed. The women were all dressed like me, with shirt skirts, low cut blouses, and extremely high heels, but they were all working fairly diligently. He patted me on my ass and laughed, "Did you think the entire office would be an orgy all the time? Well, I admit it was for the few couple of days. But I still need this office to function. Sex is just a motivation - the male staff work harder knowing that they get to fuck the bitch of their choice, and the women work harder because they're horny all the time and will do anything to make sure they get fucked first." That made sense to me. John was here to turn the office around... I wasn't quite sure what our problems were exactly, but I'm not smart enough to think about these things. As we entered the elevator, John pressed the button to take us to the executive floor and looked over at me. "Of course, you're not a woman are you?" I could only nod in agreement as he continued, "I thought it wouldn't be fair to management to have to wait to relieve themselves, so you'll get to enjoy cock all day. Doesn't that make you happy?" I giggled, "I'm Vice President of Executive Comfort!" I tried to get closer to John, hoping that he was inviting me to start my day off by pleasing him, but he pushed me away. I pouted but I understood. I was not to act on my own desires, but respond to the desires of others. It hurt me that John didn't want me, and now that I thought about it, he didn't show any signs that he wanted to fuck me. But when I had to compete with Janice and Amy, I could see why a stupid sissy like me would be an afterthought to him. I shivered as my mind went back to earlier this morning when he pissed down my throat. It was the first time I got to taste John directly with my mouth, and while it may not have been what I had in mind, the fact that he released something into me was enough. I must have been thinking about that moment for too long because I could feel him push me forward. "We're here, you silly bitch." I looked forward and saw that we ended were on the executive floor, where my journey all began. As I stepped off the elevator, I could see Shawn walking toward us. Shawn is my best friend. We met in college and started working here together at the same time. By the time I became a VP, he had become the head of IT. I smiled at him but he ignored me and started speaking to John about some detail involving the purchasing of new computer systems and webcams. I knew that these were boring details that I wouldn't be interested in, so I tuned them out and simply smiled as I let the men talk about their work as they walked toward the offices. I perked up when they mentioned something about the Executive Comfort office being nearly ready, but John quickly stopped the conversation and said, "I'll leave the details to you. I need to have my morning meeting with the CEO right now." I didn't even notice that we ended up in front of Mary's office. The first thing I noticed was that no one was sitting at the secretary's desk. Now that I thought about it, she was the only one without a secretary now. I guess it wouldn't make sense for a woman to actually be in charge of someone, after all. Mary must have seen us approaching because moments later the door opened and Mary quickly stepped up in front of John as if presenting herself for inspection. As John slowly groped her body, I could see that she had gone through some changed as well. Her nipples were now pierced, because I could see the large nipple rings through her blouse, and when he pulled up her skit I could see that she had a stud in her clit. He flipped her around and I could see a fresh tattoo that read "Doggy" on her ass. He looked at her and laughed, "I bet you turned some heads at the tattoo parlor last night, eh?" He then looked at Shawn intently and said, "Why don't you take the sissy to her desk?" I wasn't sure what was happening, but I could see Shawn's demeanor change in front of me as John was staring at him. A moment later, he turned back to Mary and leading her into her office. I felt a bit of sadness when I realized that John would probably fuck Mary. Maybe if I worked hard my job, he would notice me and use me at work instead of Mary. I didn't have much time to think about it though as Shawn grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. "Come on you fag," he snapped at me. As we started walking to my desk in front of John's office, I looked at Shawn and felt like I noticed him for the first time. He was a really tall and handsome man. I tried to think about our time at school together, and I couldn't figure out why we became best friends at all. Part of me wanted to say it was because we were both geeky and reserved, finding some comfort in spending time with each other... but that wasn't right, was it? I might have been the geek, but he was the jock on the football team... I think? I tried to piece together my memories - I guess it was because I was so dumb that I couldn't remember anything from last week, let alone from over two decades ago - but I was broken out of my train of thought by Shawn's voice. "I should have known you always wanted to be a sissy. I could see the way you always looked at me back in college. I can't believe I was the best man at your wedding; I felt so sad for Janice, knowing that she wasn't marry a man but a little closet fag who wanted his best man to rape him at the altar. Isn't that right?" I thought back to my wedding day and it made perfect sense. I knew Shawn was never really my best friend, but that he felt sorry for me and played along when I asked him to be my best man. I remember purposefully spilling a drink on his crotch at the rehearsal dinner so that I could spend a few minutes trying to dry off his crotch. It was probably the closest I got to his cock, I remember how excited I was patting him dry. When I think about my wedding day, I thought I cried because I saw how beautiful Janice was... but now that I think about it, I was crying because I wish I could wear her dress. I remember the vows I had written for Janice, but now it made sense that I was really thinking about Shawn when I was saying them. Of course Shawn being the man he was would never want anything to do with me. I'm the fag after all. We got to my desk and I sat down at my chair. He looked down at me and sneered, "But now that you've coming out as the little sissy that you are, I can give you want you've always wanted. Isn't that right, Ally?" Something about him calling me Ally made my clitty pulse with desire. It became an affirmation of everything that I am now, because if the man I trusted the most, the man I considered my best friend, saw me as Ally, it was clear that Ally was who I was. I looked up at him and smiled, "Ally has always wanted Shawn's cock." He snorted at me and put his hands on my head. He pulled me toward his crotch and I knew I was finally going to get what I wanted for the last twenty years. All the time I spent with him was slowly being rewritten in my mind. When we went to parties together, all I could think was how much I wish I were the bitch he was going to take home and fuck. When he would humor me and take me to the gym to try to get me into shape, all I could think about was how sweaty he would get and how I'd love to clean his strong body with my tongue. Now I was the bitch he would have always wanted. I tried to use my hands to unzip his fly, but he pushed my head into his crotch. I realized what he wanted - no hands. I put the zipper between my teeth and slowly pulled down. The sound of the zipper opening slowly reverberating in my mouth was enough for my clitty to begin to drip into my thong. Then I reached for the band of his boxers and pulled them down under his balls, smiling as his erect cock slapped me on my forehead. I gently kissed his balls before sucking on them hungrily. I heard him moan and that encouraged me to slowly run my tongue up his shaft. As I licked up and down, I understood that this was always what I wanted when I first met him. We weren't two shy loners who found each other in college and helped each other out of their shells. I was the sissy fag who fell in love with the first real man I met after I tried to leave John behind. I kissed the head of his cock and I realized that I wasn't happy when he got married to his wife Sarah. I was actually jealous about how Sarah would get to serve him in a way that I never could. But as I took his cock down my throat, I realized that now I would get to have him all the time at work. Sarah would be the one who was jealous now. With each thrust of his cock down my throat, everything about my past made more and more sense. The times that we would go on vacation together, and Sarah and Janice would go off on their own to go shopping, I wanted Shawn to make me wear Sarah's lingerie and fuck me like his bitch. When our kids would play together at my house, I thought about how I could be the mother of Shawn's children and his dutiful wife. As these I began to understand my true feelings, I could feel Shawn being more violent as he thrust his cock into my mouth. "Drink it all up sissy Ally!" he shouted as he pressed his crotch against my face. As his cum filled my mouth, I took the time to relish the joy that I had felt that I was able to finally act on almost two decades of desire. Even the feeling of his pubes rubbing against my face felt so comforting, because I finally got to where I was always meant to be. I swallowed his seed and as he released my head, I dutifully cleaned his cock like a loving whore serving her master. A part of me knew that I only wanted Shawn because he was a replacement for John, but that didn't matter in the afterglow of my first time sucking Shawn's cock. He put away his cock and slapped my face, "If you're lucky Ally, maybe I'll fill your ass-pussy one of these days. You'd love that wouldn't you?" I nodded hungrily at him. I really would love his cock in my ass-pussy and feeling his sperm penetrate me and try to impregnate me. "I have to go back to work. I'm sure you have to go clean up your clitty after that." He patted my head like a master would pat his faithful dog and walked into John's office. By the time I returned to my senses, I realized that he was right. My clitty had leaked all over my thong and it was time to change them. I reached into the drawer and pulled out a fresh pair, I then thought about how I was expected to use my clitty juices and pulled out a fresh butt plug as well. I slipped my thong off and wrapped it around the fresh plug, doing my best to spread my sissy release over the entire plug. Then I bent over my desk, pulled my old plug out and slipped the new one in, before slipping on my fresh thong. I threw the old thong in the trash, but I wasn't sure what I should do with the plug. Then it came to me and I put it in my mouth, sucking on it and cleaning the small stains that were on it. I'd have to clean cocks after men fuck me, so this was good practice! After a few minutes, I put the used plug on my desk and reminded myself that I needed to clean it later. I then turned to my computer and logged in to see what I needed to do today. As we were driving into work, John told me that I didn't need to worry my slutty brain with doing real secretarial work, because the other women would cover for me. As his one and only special sissy vice president, I could focus on self-improvement and training. The first training program I found was called "Typing Practice". I knew I could type at an adequate speed, so I'm not sure why John would want me to practice my typing, but I pushed my doubts out of my head and began the program. The screen told me to type sentences that felt unusual to me, but made sense after I read them a few times. > Ally is a dumb sissy who has a tiny clitty. The computer asked me to type the sentence ten times. It was true, I was lucky to even graduate high school. I think John must have felt sorry for me when I told him my clitty was so small, so he decided to help a dumb sissy like me graduate by convincing the teachers to pass me. Actually, now that I think about it, I'm sure he told me to suck and fuck the entire male faculty. John was so smart. > Ally loves cock because cocks give her yummy cummies for her tummy. Cum was so tasty! John's was my favorite, of course, even if he will only give it to me when I drink it out of my ex-wife's pussy or when I clean his cock as he pisses down my throat. But I loved all cum in all its different flavors. I could still taste Shawn in my mouth and licked my lips in anticipating of my next feeding. > Ally feels empty without something in her ass-pussy. I smiled as I shifted in my chair and felt the plug press up against me into my ass-pussy. I haven't had someone rape my ass-pussy yet, but something in me knew that it would feel so much better to have a man penetrate me hard as he pulled on my hair and called me a bitch. I could feel my clitty strain against my cage as I thought about how I would like to be fucked. After a while, the nature of the sentences changed and I found them much harder to type. > Allen is a man who is married to Janice. I tried to type this sentence several times. Something in me wanted to be able to finish the sentence, but this was best that I could do: > Ally is a sissy who serves Janice. It didn't match the prompt, but for some reason the computer said I typed it correctly. I giggled and thought about how smart I was that I could still get credit for doing something wrong. > Allen is a father and Amy is his daughter. > Ally is a faggot and Amy is John's daughter. > Allen is a successful executive. > Ally is an executive cocksucker. > Allen hates John and wants to kill him. For some reason, this made me pause for a long time. There was something about this sentence that made me want to type it so desperately. But I also knew it was so wrong. I struggled for what seemed like minutes, before I finished the sentence. > Ally loves Master John and wants to worship him. The test ended and I got a great score! I wasn't perfect, and the computer noted that my time at the end was slow and that I should continue to take the test everyday until I could become the perfect touch typist. It would make sense that the typing test would get difficult at the end, and maybe my stupid head was slowed down by the last few sentences, but I know that if I just tried my best even I could be good at something as simple as typing. I felt a presence looming over me and I looked up to see Neil, one of the junior lawyers, standing in front of me. He grabbed my hair and violently flung me to the floor. "I'm horny, bitch, and you're going to relieve me." I nodded at him but behind him I could see an angry woman glaring at me. It was Sally, the woman who used to be in charge of the legal department, and she pleaded to Neil to stop. Not for my benefit of course, but for hers. "Mr. Stronach, sir, I can do that for you at the end of the day when we've finished our work." He turned his head and yelled at her, "I told you I'm horny now you stupid fucking bitch. You should be glad that a hag like you can get any cock at all!" As he pushed my head into his crotch, I could see Sally and the tears running down her face. I realized that as a sissy, I would be the first one the men came to if they wanted relief and weren't allowed to fuck their bitches yet. It also meant that the women would get much less cum than me, and I was about to see how that would come into play. I was surprised when Neil pulled out of my mouth and finished then spurted his cum all over my face. He turned to Sally, "there, if you want some cum, you can have some." He looked around the rest of the floor and yelled out loud, "in fact, if any of you secretary bitches want some, here's your chance." As he walked away from me, I could see a few women forming a circle around me. They all looked at me at contempt, seeing me not only as a threat, but also hating the fact that they were in the presence of a sissy fag who was neither man nor woman. I could hear them discuss amongst themselves whether or not they would lick the cum off my face, because while they were hungry, they also didn't want to touch me. Some of the cum dribbled down into my eyes and I reached up to try to wipe it before Sally grabbed my hand and shouted, "Were you trying to steal that cum? That cum is ours, do you understand you fucking sissy?" I felt her tongue against my face as she started to lick up Neil's sperm. Seconds later, the other women descended onto me and started licking all over my face, pushing each other as they competed for the cum. When they were done, they stood up and took turns mashing my face down into the floor with their heels. One of them said, "I can't believe I have to compete with this worthless maggot." Another spat at me, "You may be a VP, but we're going to make your life a living hell you whore." A part of me understood that I was vastly inferior to these women. Since they had real pussies, men would find them more pleasing to fuck. They could also service more men at the same time, and my little clitty was just a useless appendage that served absolutely no purpose. But being a sissy VP is also why I was going to be used more than all of them combined, and that thought filled me with a sense of pride. I would soon learn that John had plans to take even that small amount of proudness away from me. After a few moments of trampling and spitting on my face, the women left me and went back to their desks. The rest of the morning was spent reading personnel files. Since I would be responsible for pleasing all the men in the company, I was expected to familiarize myself with all their needs. There was Charles, the black executive who wanted me to act like an inferior white man that became a sissy who is desperate for his big black cock. Rick wanted me to act like a Russian prostitute who was desperate for American citizenship. Harry wanted me to wear a black wig and speak like an Asian whore. I had known these men for years and didn't know if these were their actual tastes or if John had "suggested" these fetishes to them, but I knew that didn't matter. The executive team was certainly diverse it their tastes, and while I could barely add two numbers together, for some reason all of this information felt so easy to learn. Some more men came up to me and face fucked me throughout the day. They also took some pleasure in torturing the women working at their desks after they finished cumming in me. One of them told me to hold the cum in my mouth and led me to April's desk. He grabbed her coffee and told me to spit the cum into the cup. He whispered some instructions in my ear and I nodded as I understood what he wanted me to do. I placed the cup to my lips and slowly drained the cup, moaning as each drop of the cummy coffee went down my throat. When I finished, I looked April in the eyes and said, "I'm a sissy who gets all of master's cum." The man laughed at both of us as he walked away, and April snatched her cup from me to try to fish out whatever cum was left with her fingers. Another man came all over my shoes and made Vanessa lick the cum from between my toes. Needless to say I wound up alienating all the women on the floor as I spent my time satisfying my need for cum the entire day in front of each and every one of them. It seems that Neil had started a new game of torturing the women through me, and most of the male executives were more than willing to join in until I could get settled and really get into my role as VP. As the day ended, I finally saw John again. He was leading Mary on a leash and she followed him like the obedient bitch that I knew she was. It was then that Shawn came out of John's office and nodded at John. "We just need the contractors to finish up this evening. I'm sure sissy Ally will love what you've done with her new office." John smiled at me, "That's right Ally, as a VP you get to keep your office. I'll be moving into Mary's office, since the board has decided to make me interim CEO due to Mary's incompetence." I could hear Mary whimper, but I didn't care about her at the moment. I was just so happy that I got my office back! Shawn slapped my ass and winked at me, "I better get home and fuck Sarah." I could feel a sense of jealously, but I also knew that I would never be as good as his wife. As he walked at way, I turned my attention back to John. "I found out something about Mary that was really funny today. Why don't you tell sissy Ally?" Mary looked down at the ground and shook her head no, which only made John pull on her leash hard and drag her to the ground. Mary whimpered and looked up at me, "I... I have feelings for you Alle-" John pulled her leash again to correct her. "All-y... Ally." John laughed, "Can you imagine how terrible Mary must be? Tell me Ally, you realize that you're worse than a woman right?" I nodded, "Yes, Ally is a sissy." John continued. "Mary can't be a real woman then, since she loves a sissy." Whatever John said always made sense. Mary definitely couldn't be a woman because a woman would never fall in love with a sissy. I looked down at Mary, who was already cowering in shame, and then looked back up at John, "What is Mary?" John beamed, "A bitch of course! No, not a bitch like all the other women here, but literal dog who is so dumb that she could fall in love with anyone who gives her any kind of attention. Even a dumb sissy like you!" My mind tried to process all of this new information. I knew that Mary and I had a friendly work relationship, and that from time to time we would spend time together outside of work - but that was almost always as friends. But it made sense that if I was so worthless as a man, then Mary must be worthless as a woman to fall in love with me. And since dogs give unconditional love to anyone they are trained to love, then of course Mary was a dog. I approached Mary and started stroking her head, "Good doggie." Mary crawled forward and started rubbing her crotch against my foot. I could feel her sopping went pussy as she grinded against my foot and heard her panting harder and harder as she humped me. John pulled Mary back and looked at me, "She's in heat all the time, and you need to teach her how to behave in public." Instinctively, I reached out, slapped Mary in the face and sternly told her, "Bad bitch!" Mary crawled behind John's legs and started to cry. John nodded approvingly at me, "Ally is good at taking care of Mary, aren't you? You'll be taking care of her from now on." I felt sorry for slapping Mary, but I realized that was the only way that she would learn. And since she loved me, it made sense that I should be the one to train her. John began walking back toward Mary's... his office, and I took the cue to follow him. "How was your day Ally? Did a lot of the men use your services?" I perked up excitedly, "Yes sir! Lots!" As we passed by the other executive offices, I could see the men taking advantage of the end of day fuck. I could see Sally bent over her secretary's desk as Neil fucked her from behind. "You're not a lawyer, you're a stupid cunt!" he screamed as he pounded her hard. I could see several of the other former female executives being used in the same manner, being fucked hard by the men that replaced them. I looked at John expectantly, hoping that I would finally be fucked by John, but when we reached his office he stopped me and pushed Mary through the door. "I just have some paperwork to take care of before we go home. Mary needs to sign some papers before she becomes too dumb to even remember her own name. Maybe you can find some time to relieve yourself." He laughed and closed the door behind him, leaving me standing in front of his office. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my bladder. I hadn't gone to the toilet all day, but John reminded me that I really needed to go right now. I pressed my knees together and duck-walked to the washrooms. Instinctively, I passed by the men's washrooms because the only time I'm allowed to be in there is to please men. I reached women's toilets and opened the door, only to find a group of women waiting, as if expecting me. April turned to face me and glowered at me, "What the fuck do you think you're doing here, you stupid sissy?" My feet started shifting uncomfortably as I could see the toilets right in front of me. "I need to p... I need to p..." I paused as I tried to find the word. "Tinkle. I need to tinkle." I tried to push forward to the first open stall but one of the women pushed me back. April spat at me, "this is the women's bathroom. We don't want sissies to make our bathroom dirty!" I charged forward again, because I could feel the first drips of tinkle releasing from my clitty, and knocked April and another woman over as I tried to reach the toilet. As I fell over, I could feel a huge sense of relief as my tinkle started in full force. A continuous stream of tinkle came out sprayed against my skirt, before dribbling down onto the women I was lying on top of and finally onto the floor. It was at that moment that John opened the door and stormed in. He looked at the mess on the floor and shook his head. "You stupid cunts can't even use the toilets correctly." April and the other woman pushed me off them as I could only bask in the relief of an empty bladder. "This stupid sissy shouldn't even be here and she pissed herself!" John smiled wickedly as he looked at all the women gathered in the bathroom. "Are you sure Ally is the only one?" As I carefully stood up, I watched in fascination as the women all began to tinkle onto the bathroom floor. I could see the look of anguish on April's face as she fought to keep her bladder under control, only to see the defeat on her face as a puddle formed at her feet. John shook his head, "I think it's clear that the women on the executive floor are so stupid that they aren't properly toilet trained. It's no wonder all of you were demoted and replaced by more capable men." He walked over to me and pulled me up by my hair, "But if this sissy is responsible for starting this mess, I have a solution to our bathroom problem. Until then, the women's bathroom is closed." The women looked dejected and told John that they understood. It was then that Sally walked in to the bathroom and recoiled at the mess that she saw in front of her. In shock, she asked, "what's going on here? I need to clean myself and take a piss." I could see globs of cum dripping out of her pussy, which she scooped up with her hand and put into her mouth. John pushed me to my knees in front of her and said, "Well, it's been decided that you girls have no bladder control and can't keep the bathroom clean. But you don't need to worry, we have a toilet who can come to you." John stepped behind me and pushed my face into Sally's pussy. He leaned down and whispered, "open wide, sissy Ally." I did as he commanded and waited for Sally to tinkle into my mouth. At first she didn't want to, and tried to tell John that she could use the toilets that were right behind me, but John insisted that she was not qualified to use toilets like the girls in the general office pool downstairs. She sighed and I could feel her squat down a little into my face. Second later, the sour taste of her tinkle and the small amounts of delicious salty cum that were still in her filled my mouth. Just as I did with John's golden nectar earlier in the morning, I swallowed every drop. When she finished, I licked her pussy clean and stood up to face the other women. John patted my head, "You see cunts, this sissy is good for you too. She is now your toilet." I know that the women already hated me, and since I ruined their toilet privileges, using me as their toilet seemed to be a perfect compromise to me. Thankfully John said that the women could still use the bathrooms if they needed to poo, but that they would need to have a man watch them to make sure they didn't leave a mess. April was happy, but she did have one question. "What about the sissy? She can barely control herself!" John nodded at her and went to a storage closet in the corner. He pulled out a potty and handed it to April. "Whenever she needs to piss or shit, and I'm sure she'll need to do it constantly, she'll come to you and ask you for her potty. You, or any of the other women, can supervise her as she relieves herself. You can do whatever you want to her to get her to beg for her potty, but remember if she makes a mess that I will hold all of you responsible." I could hear approving murmurs pass among the women as they processed the new bathroom rules. John stopped them by clearing his throat and said, "I'm glad you like your new toilet, but you bitches have wasted enough of my time. I want you to take the sissy and clean off in the executive showers. Have her down at my car in 10 minutes." With that, John walked out of the bathroom. April grabbed my hand and led me to the showers, with the other women following close behind. I didn't remember there being showers before, but when I thought about it, it made perfect sense since the office whores needed a place to clean off after pleasuring the men. When we reached the showers, we threw out our ruined clothes. There were no stalls in the shower of course, just a series of shower heads with some basic toiletries. Since the girls needed to get me ready quickly, they pushed me into first open shower and worked on getting me clean. April did take the time to point out my sissy clitty and joked about it with the other women. She even took the time to play with it to try to get my clitty hard and cause me some pain. I'm sure she would have been happy to edge me for the entire night, but she knew she didn't have the time. When I was clean, one of the girls dried me off and pushed me out as the rest of the girls took their own showers. There were no clothes for any of us, but there were just piles of lingerie that we were expected to wear. Running out of time, I ran out half naked and headed to the elevators. I didn't want to keep John waiting. Chapter 5: A Home Routine. When John opened the front door, the first thing that happened was that Amy pounced on him and gave him a deep kiss. "Daddy! You're home!" I felt a sting when I heard her call him Daddy, but I'm not sure why when he's her father. She looked at me with a confused look and then asked, "Why is the sissy half naked, and what is the thing behind her?" John walked into the home and I followed him, pulling Mary's leash to get her to follow me. John sat down on the sofa and motioned for Amy to sit down on his lap and give him a lap dance. As she started gyrating against him, he began to explain, "Well the sissy here pissed herself so she ruined all her clothes." Amy laughed and remarked, "she's probably so busy thinking about cock that she doesn't remember when she needs to piss." John groped Amy's breasts and continued, "And that thing there is a stray bitch that I picked up. Its name is Mary and the sissy is going to take care of her." Amy was about to say something but John stopped her, "I know, you think the sissy is too dumb to take care of a pet. But I know she's properly motivated and doesn't want to displease me. And it would be nice to have a bitch around the house." He looked at me, "In fact, I had something installed while we were at work. Why don't you put on your uniform and take Mary to the back yard?" I went up to my room, slipped on one of my maid uniforms and went back downstairs. I curtseyed to John, who was busy kissing Amy and teasing her with his fingers, and led Mary through the house. As I went into the kitchen, I could see Janice preparing dinner and curtseyed to her. She looked at me and saw Mary behind me. I could see a moment of recognition flicker through her eyes, and she smiled. "So this is the bitch at work who was in love with you? If she had come to me earlier, I would have told her to have you." She stepped closer to examine Mary, pushing Mary's head down to the floor with her hands. She placed her foot on Mary's head and gently trampled down on her. "But I can see the bitch has realized how pathetic she is for even entertaining the thought of loving something as disgusting and pathetic as you." She got off Mary and went back to the food, "I was wondering why the contractors were out back, but now it all makes sense." I pulled the leash again and led Mary through the backdoor and into the back yard. I could see a doghouse in the back, and immediately understood that this was Mary's new home. Thankfully our yard was large, because while I'm sure I could take Mary for a walk in public, I don't think I could explain how she was a bitch and not a real woman. As we reached the doghouse, I could see how John wanted her to spend her days. There was a large double dildo screwed into the ground, much like the one I had in my bedroom chair. I gently mounted her onto the dildos and smiled as she let out a whine of happiness. I reached out and petted her, "you're a good girl." For some reason, I felt some affection for her. Maybe it was because John thought I could be responsible enough to keep a dog and I didn't want to let him down. I saw a bag of special dog food, and I emptied some into a bowl I placed in front of her. There was also a garden hose nearby which I used to fill up her water bowl. I smiled as she playfully barked at me as she reached down to lap up the water with her tongue and scratched the back of her neck. "I'm sorry I got mad at you earlier, but you know you can't hump me at work." Mary growled as she began to chew on the dog food and I sat down and continued to pet her as she ate. When she was done, I found a special dog bone that was strangely shaped like a cock that I put into her mouth. Rather than chew on it, she began to eagerly suck on it. I patted her head, "Maybe we'll find a dog you can mate with soon." I took her leash and tied it around the post to make sure she was secure. "Now remember, stay, suck, and fuck." Mary let out a muffled bark as she continued to suck on the special dog bone and bounced up and down on the dildos in her pussy and ass. I must have spent a while with Mary, because when I walked back into the house, I could see that dinner was mostly finished and Janice was nowhere to be found. I walked back into the living room and I could see Janice and Amy dancing with each other in front of John. John noticed me and motioned for me to sit on his lap, which I eagerly did. He reached for the plug in my asspussy and began to fuck me with it and then he whispered in my ear. "Normally I wouldn't let you see this, but since today was your first day at work, I thought you deserved a little treat." I simply moaned as the plug went in and out of my asspussy. He grabbed my chin with his other hand and held my head straight so that I was looking at Janice and Amy. "Now I want you to focus and take a look at what I've done." I blinked and then understood what he wanted me to see. Janice and Amy were locked in an embrace, staring into each other's eyes as they deeply kissed each other. Their hands reached down and I could see them begin to finger each other as they continued to kiss. There was something wrong about what I was seeing, but every time I tried to think about what it was, I could feel the plug plunge into me and bring me back to the pleasure of having John play with my asspussy. John whispered again, "How do you like seeing your wife and daughter turned into my horny, slutty cunts?" It was the first time I was able to recognize them as my family again, but my only answer was a moan of joy. He pulled my hand to my clitty and said, "I'll let you touch yourself today sissy Ally. I want you to get wet while you watch your daughter and wife get themselves ready for me." The best that I could do was reach the tip of my clitty with my forefinger and thumb. I started to rub it furiously. He then pushed me down onto the sofa, "Ally, you can fuck your asspussy with your other hand. But don't come until I tell you." I watched as he got him and went over to my daughter and begin to kiss her neck from behind to get their attention. He looked into Amy and Janice's eyes for a moment before continuing to kiss Amy. He then asked Amy, "How does it feel watching your father play with himself while he watches you play with your mom?" Amy let out a gasp and she looked at me and smiled, "It makes me so horny to know that you've turned my dad into a sissy bitch he was always meant to be. Since he's always been so submissive and is happy to worship you, it makes sense that I would be the same." I tried so hard to concentrate on what she was saying, but all it made me want to do was rub my clitty even harder. John then went over to my wife, "And you, how does it make you feel?" Janice looked at me and sneered, "I genuinely didn't know I was marrying such a faggot when I settled for him. I know I could have had better men, but I thought he could at least be a sugar daddy to me and that I could buy some happiness. But I don't know how much money could make up for such a tiny cock." I wasn't even listening at that point, as I was too focused with pumping the plug in my asspussy with my other hand. John told them to break their embrace and positioned Janice on the coffee table in front of me so that I could see their faces as he mounted her. He then smiled and told me to stop playing with myself, which I reluctantly did. "I'm going to give you a chance to cum like a real man again Ally, how does that sound?" He handed Amy a key and told her, "unlock Ally's cage." Amy made a disgusted face and shook her head no, but John looked at her and insisted, "do it now." She sighed and came over to me, reaching down to my clitty with so much reluctance it was as if she was picking up a pile of Mary's droppings. She peaked down to be able to unlock the cage, and once she heard the lock mechanism pop she pulled off the cage and tossed her hands in the air. John gave an evil smile at Amy and then at me and then said, "Mount your pussy onto your father's clit. As I fuck your mom, I want you to match each thrust by backing up onto his clit." Amy started violently shaking her head no, until John reach over and slapped her face. She started sobbing and bent over in front of me, backing her pussy into my tiny pussy. I wasn't sure if she was crying because she was being forced to do this with her father, or if it was because she was forced to even touch a pathetic sissy fag's penis. But as her pussy enveloped my sore clitty, I simply didn't care. John began to fuck Janice and Amy began to back into me rhythmically. I thought it would take seconds for me to cum, since I was sure I was a premature ejaculator and because I was free to have my first real orgasm since I was locked up. But nothing happened. John looked at me and even encouraged me to start thrusting myself, asking me, "How does it feel to fuck your daughter?" I didn't register the question. I could feel my hands reach for shoulders as I used them as leverage to begin fucking her harder. I shouldn't be fucking my daughter, should I? But try as I might, I couldn't really answer the question. The only thing I felt was uncontrollable lust as I continued to fuck my daughter's pussy. As John continued to pound my screaming wife, he looked at Amy who stopped crying and had a bored look on her face. "Doesn't it feel good to have your father fuck you?" he asked her. She looked up at him and shook his head, "I don't feel anything in my pussy. It's like there's nothing there." I was pounding into Amy has hard as I could, breathing heavily as I exerted so much force, until I noticed that she was right. In my head I thought my clitty had engorged to full my daughter's wet snatch, but I realized it was the same tiny size that it had been since it was locked in its cage. John grunted as he came in Janice, who let out her own satisfied scream as she yelled "I'M FUCKING CUMMING". I tried my best to match him, but as hard as I tried to fuck my daughter, my clitty didn't react. John pushed Janice off of him and motioned for Amy to come over. She eagerly pushed me off and went to him, taking her mother's place on the table as John started fucking her. I know that John is such a power man who could please his bitches without tiring, but it pained me that I couldn't even fuck one girl properly. I could see the my daughter's eyes roll in the back of her head as John fucked her, and all I could do was reach around to my asspussy and fuck myself with my plug. John mocked me, "I guess this means you never want to fuck like a man ever again, right?" My other hand reached for my clitty and stopped for a moment. Since it was free, I knew I could make a fist around it so that I could at least jerk off like a man. But it was so small that I couldn't make a proper fist around it. In frustration, I went back to my finger and thumb. John laughed, "Remember those pills I had you take this morning? One of my other companies developed them. They told me they would act quickly, but I had no idea." I only grunted in response as I continued to rub my clitty and fuck my asspussy. John grunted as he came inside Amy, and she collapsed into a tired heap beside her mother. He came up to me, still furiously playing with my clitty, and rubbed his cock clean on my face. "Do you want to cum?" he asked playfully. I nodded in between grunts and he held my clitty cage in front of me. "Put this back on." I reluctantly stopped fucking and rubbing myself and reached for the cage. Although my clitty was small, it still hurt to squeeze it into the cage and I had to wait a few seconds for it to go down in size again. I locked my clitty in and handed the key back to John. He smiled at me, "Now you know how pathetic you are... so desperate for release that you'll fuck your own daughter in front of your wife. I'll make sure they'll remember this too, so that they're even more disgusted with you." He went over to my... his wife and daughter and looked down at them, "How did it feel to fuck daddy?" They were still lost in the blissful afterglow of his hard fucking and simply waved absently at him. Amy managed to let out a soft, "It was great, Daddy", before returning to the euphoria of her orgasm. He looked at me wryly, "I did say I would let you cum, didn't I?" My heart jumped a bit. Since I couldn't function as a man, would this mean that he would finally fuck me? I pulled my hands to my face and rubbed the little cum he left on me into my mouth. He started heading up starts and I followed him as quickly as possibly. My heart was beating uncontrollably when he opened the door to my room and invited me in. I thought he was going to ask me to lie down on the bed, but my heart sank when he pointed to my dildo chair. I did my best to hide my disappointment as I pulled out my plug and impaled myself on the dildo. He motioned for me to logon - SissyAlly, Cockwhore - and told me to click the most recent Family Fun video. He jumped the video ahead a bit and I could see it was a video of what just happened - the video froze on a frame of my daughter backing into my clitty. He whispered something in my ear that I didn't quite understand, started the video again and then left the room. As the video started playing, I could feel the dildo begin to vibrate. I watched in rapt attention as my daughter started fucking me and then as I started to try to fuck my daughter. Even though I knew what would happen, seeing the disappointed look on my daughter's face and the pathetic look of exertion on my face cemented to me that I was not a man. Not only was I a pervert who would fuck his own daughter, I was a sissy pervert who couldn't even fuck her properly. When Amy dismounted me and started fucking John, the dildo vibrated violently to the point where the chair began to shake. This is it, I'm sure John would want me to cum when I saw him cum inside Amy. But as I watched him cum into her and her face contort as she experienced what looked like the best orgasm she ever had, nothing happened to my clitty. It hurt tremendously because it was straining against the cage, but nothing happened. Then it all became clear. I saw John hold out the clitty cage in front of me, and the moment when I locked the cage back onto my clitty, I finally came. I could feel the pathetic spurts from my clitty and the dildo grinding my asspussy as I watched myself accept my fate on screen. A prompt on the screen appeared, asking a simple question: "What is Ally?" I tiredly reached over to the keyboard and typed: "A Sissy." I took a few moments to recover before looking down at the mess I had made. I clearly ruined my maid uniform, which I would need to clean, and saw a puddle of my sissy juices on the floor. I pulled out a fresh butt plug, wiped my juices onto it and put it into my asspussy. I'd clean up properly later, because something in the back of my mind told me it was time for dinner and that I needed to serve my master and his family. Chapter 6 - Workplace Responsibilities For the few weeks, my life settled into a routine that would be my new normal. I would get up early to shower and prepare myself for the day, and putting on makeup and selecting my slutty office wear became almost like a mantra for me. Putting on my bright red lipstick made my clitty twitch with pleasure because I knew I was preparing my mouth to please men. Slipping on my strappy 6 inch heels reminded me that I would also have to take small, feminine steps and present my dildo filled asspussy as I walked. I actually looked forward to preparing for work in the morning because it gave me an opportunity to think about what a delicious slut that I've become. Sometimes if I'm lucky, John will call me into his room to clean up Janice or Amy's cunts or asses. I always felt grateful to be able to taste my master's cum, and I knew that cleaning his sluts' holes was the only way that I would ever get any. Lately though, Janice would be up almost as early as me in order to prepare breakfast and start on the housework. It seems as though John has chosen Amy as his favorite, and he explained that it was because my sissy submissive nature was responsible for breeding a dumb submissive bimbo cunt that was perfect for his needs. That didn't seem right, because I remembered Amy being a bright and intelligent woman who believed firmly in women's rights, but that seemed silly when I saw her giggle like a school girl whenever she would beg "Real Daddy" to fuck her. It made sense that John would want Janice to take care of the house now, because I had to spend the early morning getting Mary ready for the day. I would walk to the backyard and unchain her from the post in front of her doghouse and lift her off the dildos she impaled herself on as she slept. I would collar her and gently lead her out into the open so that I could hose her down and dry her with a towel. After she was clean, I was spray her with a special perfume that I would learn was laced with a pheromone that attracted dogs to her. I would also take a few minutes to just play around with her and to give her affection. I realized that this was the only unconditional love I would receive for the rest of my life, and I'm sure some part of Mary realized that as well, so we cherished our time together. Sometimes she would still try to hump my leg or my foot, and I had to gently push her away and tell her that she couldn't do that. She would typically be happy with nuzzling herself in my lap, and I would stroke her hair and tell her that she was a good bitch. When I took Mary out for her walk for the first time, I remembered thinking it was odd that no one seemed to mind slutty sissy leading a crawling, incoherent, naked woman down the street toward the park but I just figured that John made "changes" to the neighbors that I my simple mind couldn't comprehend. For example, my next-door neighbor Jack acted if John was the neighbor that he had known for almost two decades and that it was perfectly normal that I was his sissy. In Jack's mind, all those barbeques and poker nights were with John, with me dutifully servicing the men in the neighborhood as a maid and horny cockwhore. I was almost flattered when I noticed that he would wait by his front door every morning so that he could "catch me" as I started my walk with Mary and ask me to suck him off. All of the other men on the street would use me in the same way, much to the frustration of their wives I'm sure, and if I had time I would oblige. Of course Mary was always desperate to go on her walk and would pull on the leash if I was taking too long and I also didn't want to be late for John so I would ultimately limit my attention to these former friends of mine to a couple of them each morning. Of course, everyone came to know about my morning walks with Mary and by the time I got to the park, there would be several men with dogs waiting for me. The teenaged sons of the neighborhood in particular took an interest in taking their dogs out to the park in the morning and I would spend my time with them as I let Mary free in park. In their mind I was the sissy slut that they saw around all their lives as they grew up, and now that they were in the full throes of puberty, they understood my purpose as a hole for men to relieve themselves into. I'm sure John did something to them too, so that the attention that they would have put on the girls their age was directed entirely to me. Of course, inevitably one of the fathers in the neighborhood would eventually come over and start using me and begin lecturing the boys about how they might get to use me when they were older. The frustrated boys would then take out their phones and record me as I hungrily sucked, and while I was a bit disappointed that I didn't get to taste their young cocks my clitty did twitch at the thought of them using me as a masturbation tool later in their bedrooms. While this was happening, Mary would run around the park doing her business. She would run to one of the trees in the park so that she could lift up her leg and relieve herself. I had to keep an eye on her between all the male attention I received because, as John told me, a responsible pet owner always cleans up after their dog. At that point, she would approach one of the dogs in the park and they would start sniffing each other until inevitably, the dog would mount her and start fucking her. I would have thought that the boys would be as fascinated watching a woman fuck a dog, but I would come to understand that to everyone in the neighborhood, Mary was just a bitch in heat and not a human being. After Mary had her fuck, I would leash her again and walk her back to the house. I would hose her down again, paying particular attention to her pussy filled with dog semen. Most of the time I would then chain her back to her doghouse, but once in a while John would need a version of the human Mary again and would ask me to bring her into the house and dress her. I had no idea how he did it, but when he wanted to bring her back from her new life as a dog, he would simply look at her for a few seconds and watch as the human part of her brain reasserted itself. Sometimes John would only bring her back for a few minutes so that she could sign some complicated looking papers. Other times, he needed to take her into the office with us in order to make an appearance as the outgoing CEO, so she would be back for most of the day. I'm not sure if it was an act of kindness or way to humiliate us further, but during these times John would let Mary confess her longstanding feelings for me and then make us make out with each other as Janice or Amy laughed at how pathetic we were. During breakfast I would eat my meager meal - John wanted to keep me thin - along with a cocktail of drugs that I'm sure were meant to change my body to be more feminine. I didn't know what was changing in my body, but I knew that my tits were budding like a teenage girl's breasts. Maybe I wouldn't need my breast forms anymore at some point. I also noticed that my clitty would rarely engorge any more, which I was more than happy with because it meant I didn't have to feel pain whenever I got horny (which was almost all the time). I would still soil a lot of panties with my sissy juice though, in fact, I think it got worse as the days progressed. Perhaps the highlight of my day though was when John directed me to his cock during breakfast. I would get down on the floor and crawl under the table to get to him and slip his hard cock into my mouth. It wasn't to give him pleasure though, because I knew that as a faggot sissy, I would never be good enough for him like Janice or Amy. Like the first morning, he would take this time to fill my throat with his piss and I would do my best to swallow every drop of his sour nectar. If Mary was back in her human form, John would make me hold some of his piss in his mouth so that I could give her a sloppy kiss and share it with her. Otherwise, I would get up and thank him for his piss and clean out my mouth. At work I sat in front of my desk and practiced my typing or watched more training videos of the former female executive staff pleasuring men in various ways. There were also some new elocution lessons - I would wear a headset and I would be told to repeat certain phrases in a feminine voice. "I'm a failure as a man and have always been a sissy whore." "I'm a sissy who is always horny." "My clitty is so small and is always leaking." "Please fill me with your delicious cum." "I love being raped because my holes feel empty without cocks." Eventually, there was enough video of me sucking the men at work that I started repeating these phrases while watching myself give blowjobs, titjobs, or handjobs to the entire staff. I could hear some construction coming from my former office, and I saw men coming and going throughout the day, but I wasn't allowed to see what was being done. Not that I really cared about what happened to my office - I'm sure John will tell me if he wanted me to know. I also understood that when the men chose to use me, they were in fact doing so in the expectation of not only humiliating me but also their new secretaries. Shawn took a perverse pleasure in teasing both me and April at the same time, playing us off each other so that April would hate me more and more. One time he brought April to my desk and made her beg me to teach her how to be a real woman. "Go on and tell her what you want," Shawn demanded of April and pushed her down to her knees toward me. I could see rage in her eyes as she begged to me, "I'm a failure as a woman because I am ugly and I am terrible at pleasing men. Since you're so good at sucking cock, can you teach me so that I can become a good whore like you?" In my mind, I couldn't care less about what April wanted. For me, it was an excuse to suck Shawn's delicious cock and have a taste of his scrumptious cum, so I half-heartedly nodded at her before I got down to my knees and crawled in front of Shawn. He motioned for April to crawl up beside me and said, "Now pay attention to a real pro and maybe the men will start using you instead of coming to the sissy faggot." He then patted my head and said, "Ally, do what you were born to do." I knew that Shawn liked me to go slow so that he could relish using his former best friend as a cum dump. I used my teeth to unzip his fly and then again to gently pull the band of his boxers down to release his member. I smiled hungrily as I saw his cock come free and began licking it until it got hard, never once breaking eye contact with him as I did so. I know he loved it when I looked up at him in devotion as my tongue darted along his cock because it reinforced the years of yearning and devotion that he knew I had for him. Whenever I was pleasuring Shawn, new memories always came to my mind and he would make me tell me about them from time to time. This time I told him about the time when I was asked to watch his house when he went on a weekend trip with his wife, and the first thing I did was find his used boxers so that I could suck on the bits of cum that had stuck to them. I would also put on his wife's clothes and fuck myself with a dildo in their bed, pretending that Shawn was married to me and fucking me instead of his wife. Shawn smiled as I finished his story and turned to April, who was slightly drooling out of her mouth as she could only watch my suck the cock she desperately needed. He slapped her to bring her attention back to him and said, "See, that's the kind of devotion you need to be a perfect cocksucker. You need to think about it all the time." April understood that she would have to have fantasies about all the male staff in the office, so that she was thinking about their cocks all the time. I slowly took his cock down into my throat until I could feel his crotch against my face and began to bob up and down. The feeling of his cock sliding against my throat was enough to cause my clitty to leak again and I could feel the puddle forming in my panties as I slowly sped up my oral ministrations. I could hear Shawn grunt and he pushed me away from him and pulled his cock out of my throat. I must have had a shocked or disappointed look on my face because he just laughed at me and said, "Don't worry" as he pulled my face back to his cock and began spraying my face with his cum. After what felt like an eternity of feeling white, sticky cum plaster my face, he let me go and turned to April and told her "Go ahead." I turned to look at April and could only see her scowl as she tried to reconcile the disgust of touching me with her innate desire to eat cum. Her female desire won over and she almost leapt on me as she began to lick Shawn's cum from my face. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him using her hair to clean off his cock before he said, "April, you can taste but don't swallow." I could feel her grunt in frustration as she continued to lick the cum off of my face and collect it in her mouth. When she was done, he made her hold it in her mouth and then simply told us both to "share". While I knew that I didn't really have any sexual interest in women - I've always been a faggot who loved cock - I knew that men loved watching two women, or in this case, a women and a sissy, kiss each other and share cum. I hurriedly drew her closer and pressed my lips against hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I could tell that she didn't want to share, but she soon had no choice as her mouth opened and some of Shawn's cum began leaking back into my mouth. Shawn patted my head approvingly, "See how desperate she is for it? That's how you have to be if you want your own supply of cum." I continued to hungrily kiss her and draw the cum, feeling immense satisfaction as I felt it slide down my throat and into my tummy. Eventually Shawn told me to stop and let April have what little cum was left for herself. "Now thank her for giving you a lesson in cock sucking and teaching you how to be a woman." April meekly responded with: "Thank you for teaching this pathetic excuse for a woman how to please men. Thank you for sharing Master Shawn's cum with me." I knew she hated every minute of that experience and that I would pay for it later when she used me as her toilet, but in that moment all I cared about was the fact that Shawn was happy with me. He grabbed her and pulled her up, "Now get back to work." As they began to walk away, he turned back to me and sneered, "See you later Sissy Ally." Speaking of being the toilet, I have to imagine drinking John's piss ever morning trained me to enjoy drinking the piss of every former female executive on the floor. The routine was always the same - one of the women would ask one of the men to use the toilet and then they would come to my desk where the woman had to repeat her request in front of me. Sometimes the men would make them ask in humiliating ways - For example, Vanessa was told that she had to act like a four year old girl and would constantly say "Can Vanny please tinky tinky?" Sometimes the men would purposefully wait in order to give the woman permission, or even make her drink more water which might be laced with a diuretic in order to make her beg to use the toilet. I think the men's favorite game was to have several women "wait in line" as they all begged to piss on me first. Once in awhile, they'd make one of the girls piss herself just to remind her of her place, after which both me and the woman would crawl to the floor and lap up her urine with our tongues. When one of the girls was finally given permission to urinate, the man would lead us to the showers and would stand and watch as the she did her business. Each woman would have her own routine, but usually we'd both strip naked and then the woman would use me. Nancy would ask me to lie down and then she'd squat over me before she pissed into my mouth. Vanessa would get me down on my knees and press her pussy into my face before she relieved herself. For most of the women, they just saw me as the new toilet and didn't think anything of me. For my part, I derived pleasure from the fact that my piss-drinking was pleasing the man that was watching us, or that I might taste traces of cum in their pussies or piss. That said, there were also the women who were cruel. April usually found different ways to piss on me, making sure to ruin my makeup and outfits so that I would have thoroughly clean myself before I could get back to my desk. One time she made me cup my hands under my chin and just started pissing into my face and having a pool of her piss collect in my hands. When she was done, she'd make me press my face in her piss and told me to wash myself with it, rubbing my face clean. Another time Shawn made her compliment me on my fashion sense and later in the day she decided to just piss all over my clothes so that I'd have to wear lingerie for the rest of the day. That might have backfired though, because all it did was encourage the men to use me even more, but I'm sure at the moment she was satisfied to debase me in the only way she could. When I had to pee, I would go to the bathroom and retrieve my potty and ask one of the women if she would supervise me as I pissed. It was a chore for them so most of the time they absentmindedly said yes and only gave me a cursory glance to make sure I was properly squatting over the potty and not making a mess. When I was done, they had to make sure that I drank all my piss like a good girl and I would thank them for letting me pee. I usually tried to avoid April, because she would always do something to cause me to make a mess which would give her the one and only opportunity to punish me. Usually she would just kick my potty away as I was in the middle of peeing, and I could only watch helplessly as my piss puddled onto the office floors. I would have to clean it with my mouth of course, but then April would bend me over her knees and start spanking me for being a dumb bitch who isn't toilet trained. I should say that thankfully, the women and I were still allowed to use the women's bathroom when we needed to shit. The bathroom was changed of course - all the stalls were removed and there were just a row of toilets standing out in the open so that we were exposed when we did our business. I remember Alice thought she could outsmart the rules by ask