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The Bimbotron I looked across the table and wanted to slap the arrogant grin from his face. Instead I sighed and reread the contract. He had marked the relevant parts in orange highlighter pen, well, no doubt he would have gotten one of his overpriced lawyers to do so. He was flanked by one on either side of him, hence the reason I had not slapped him, that would have meant more litigation "As you can see Miss Parker, Mr Small owns all the research rights and all the equipment he has funded" commented the young lawyer to Sam Smalls right, at least he had the decency to look ashamed about what was happening. So what was happening?Well Sam Small a rich business man was taking me to the cleaners because I had been too stupid to read the small print, well no one reads the small print! I met Sam Small two years ago when I had failed to get funding for my research, my life's work into molecular reconstruction. I had pretty much been laughed out of all the academic institutions, and had even been called a crack pot for my theories, however I knew deep in my bones I could make my machine work if I had the backing. It may sound like sour grapes from me but it seemed their Neanderthal male brains were incapable of understanding that a woman was more intelligent than them! Sam had appeared when I was at my lowest ebb and quite simply offered to throw money at my project, all I had to do in return was sign the damn contract. I should have checked him out, should have got a lawyer to read the contract but I knew I would not get the backing anywhere else. To add pressure he claimed he was only in town for a short time so I had to decide pretty quickly, so I signed. The next two years were a dream, Sam funded everything I asked for and pretty soon I had a working machine, my molecular transformation device. There were a few false starts with my equations and builds but in the end I got there. The only down side was that he was incredibly arrogant and narcissistic, assuming I could not resist his charms and wanted to get me into bed with him. When after many rebuffs he finally got the hint he all but intimated I was a lesbian, I gritted my teeth for the sake of the project. So I finally had a working machine, and had meticulously planned and calculated the first demonstration. It was ground breaking and risky but I had to capture everyone's attention about what my machine could do. I had used my machine to transform a male rabbit into a female rabbit and it had been a complete success thereby proving all my theories correct. I wanted to scream it from the roof tops and shove my results down the throats of all the academics that had laughed in my face. However when I saw the avaricious look on Sam Smalls face I knew I was in trouble. My dreams of Nobel prizes and changing the face of medicine went out the window in that one look "Miss Parker" let me refer you to the contract you signed.....it was all down hill from there I was then marched to his office by two of his goons, the ones that would no doubt soon be throwing me out of my......no Mr...fucking Smiths research facility. So I was escorted from the building and the two years of my life I had invested in my project went into Sam Smalls pocket! I got a taxi home and spent the next two days crying and ranting. When I finally gained some sense of it all I wondered out to my workshop. You see Mr Small had not only funded the creation of my prototype, he had also funded a second back up machine that now sat in the centre of my workshop. It was larger than the prototype about the size of a telephone box, and was basically the next step up from the prototype, a lot more powerful! I realized that I could not use it, well not in public and I could not reveal any of my research work, that all belonged to Sam Small, technically so did this machine. As I looked at it a plan began to form in my head. Smiling I made a phone call to Sam Smith,and much to my shame I virtually had to beg to get him to come and visit, but the intimation that he would get me into bed had him arranging a visit the very next day....late evening! Next evening I opened the door to see his smug grinning face and ushered him inside. The low cut dress I was wearing only seemed to give him more confidence that I was his to command.....how wrong he was! I took him to the lounge allowing him to ogle my swaying bottom in the tight dress as we did. "Would you like a drink?" I offered "Sure...rum and coke" he grinned I mixed his drink lacing it with a large amount of muscle relaxant and handed it to him. As I expected he arrogantly gulped most of it down in one go "5...4...3...2...1.."I counted down in my head "So Jessica, what is it I can do......" his lecherous grin grew slack as he slumped onto the floor. Rising and moving across to him I turned him over and looked him in the eyes "Well STUD! Looks like I have the upper hand now" I winked I could see the look of fear in his eyes but of course he was paralyzed so was unable to stop me from doing anything I wanted to him. First I stripped him of his designer clothes, relishing the fact that he was able to understand exactly what I was doing and not stop me. Striped completely naked I noticed he had a reasonably sized cock, probably about eight inches when erect, I bet it was his pride and joy I mused.......well not for much longer, a wicked grin lit my lips and I let him see it. I had purchased a hospital gurney as part of the plan so I lowered it to the floor and rolled him onto it, conscious that the drug only had a limited time span. I wheeled him to my workshop and unceremoniously dumped him into the machine before closing and locking it. The walls of the machine were unbreakable clear plastic so there was no way he was getting out until I let him. With this in mind I almost skipped back to my kitchen to prepare and eat a light evening meal. When I returned to the workshop he was awake and had obviously been trying to escape, he was sweaty with his exertions. When he saw me he covered his cock with his hands and began to shout at me, I of course could hear nothing because the machine was sound proof. Sauntering to the machine control panel I switched on the internal microphone "...king bitch I will have your head for this. I will sue your fucking ass off..." he ranted I simply smiled and began to make adjustments to the machine; he began to rant again so I mute the mike. I powered up the machine and made the first of his many changes, he was quite a hairy man and that would never do...not for what I wanted. I set the first change in motion and watched his anger turn to fear. He shivered as he felt the change then his eyes opened in shock as every bit of hair on his body disappeared, disintegrated by my machine. He looked down his body to see his chest hair had gone then his hand shot to his head to find that even that had gone before they quickly returned to covering his cock. The next process was a little more complex, changing his skeletal structure to that of a female. I hit the button to set the procedure in motion and once again watched him shiver, however this time a moan escaped his lips and he fell to the floor curling into a fetal ball. Obviously the procedure was painful but not too bad because he was moaning and not screaming. It did make me realize that I was not going to inflict this procedure on another animal......well there may be an exception for men I smirked. When the procedure had finished I noticed that his skin did not seem to fit his frame, it looked baggy. I immediately initiated the next procedure, this one would redistribute fat and muscle. As everyone knows mass cannot simply be removed so I used the mass in his arms to give him huge 38 DD breasts, the mass in his legs to give him a huge bubble butt sparing some for his thighs. When this process had finished he sat up looking at me pleadingly. His face although rounded and more feminine still resembled Sam "Please no more" he begged "I've not quite finished" I grinned noting as I did that I had to do something about his low voice. I grinned wickedly as I set the next process in motion knowing full well what it was going to do. He shivered again then put his hands to his throat, his groan not only increased in tone but also increased in volume until he was squealing like a girl. Having removed his hands from his crotch I once again noticed his cock....his pride and joy. Quickly I typed in the code....now where to put that extra mass I mused, then it hit me, I sniggered as I set the process going. He squealed girlishly as his cock began to shrink......at the same time his lips began to swell. He tried to grab his cock to stop it shrinking to no avail, soon he was whimpering through huge luscious cock sucker lips as his pride and joy was reduced to a one inch nub. Now that the physical transformation was complete it was time to start on the tricky part, molding the brain to my desires. I had never dreamed of using the machine in this way it was a very complicated process changing the intricacies of the brain. Double checking the code I set the first process in motion, this one would affect the cognitive part of her brain. She would still be able to function but strictly on a following orders basis, no higher reasoning or problem solving. I watched her head slump forward and her eyes glaze over as the change took effect. Process finished her head snapped up and I could see a strange look in her eyes, was it fear. "What is your name" I asked "Samuel Small" she answered Well at least she still knew her name.....but that did not suit her now "No, your name is now Sissy Samantha......mmmmmm....Samantha Sux Cox....." I sniggered "What is your name?" "Sissy Samantha Sux Cox" she answered I smiled realizing the program had worked, she was now completely at my command, in fact she would now see me as her Mistress and owner "Who owns you and who do you obey?" "You do.......Mistress Jessica.....You are my owner" she mewled politely My smile grew wider at my success, okay just one more check before I made any more changes. "Okay Sissy Samantha, tell me your life story....from little girl to full grown sissy" I snickered. She looked at me her head on one side looking somewhat confused, then I realized what I had said. "Okay from youngster to Sissy" I commanded She recited her life story from boy to business man who made his money ripping off unsuspecting people like me....ending when he duped me into signing that damned contract. At least I knew I had not affected his memory. Heartened I initiated the next process watching her head slump and her eyes dull. This process would affect the part of her brain governing desires. Once complete she would have an almost insatiable desire to suck cocks.....also as an added tweak she would not be able to resist the colour pink! I had toyed with adding the desire to worship pussy but mused that as a man she had probable never licked a pussy in her life. She would however be doing a lot of worshiping my pussy, which of course would be more abhorrent to her and therefore more humiliating. Once more the light returned to her eyes. "What do you most desire?" I asked a wicked grin on my face "I....I.....I....would love to suck.....fuck.....a big, fat, cock" she crooned My pussy was soaking watching her reactions. I could see deep down Sam was still there, however she was unable to control her reactions and desires. Satisfied that I now had her modeled body and mind to the perfect sissy I released the locks on the machine and opened the door. "Follow me" ordered turning and heading for the bedroom. I glanced over my shoulder to check, worried she might not follow, I need not have worried because she swayed provocatively after me. We went to my bedroom where I had her new wardrobe waiting, I knew everything would fit after all I had created her new shape. I moved to the side of the bed to allow her to see and watched her eyes open with joy. On the bed was a slinky pink PVC mini dress, pink Basque, pink gorgeously frill knickers and pink stockings. "Oh please may I get dressed" she gushed unable to stop the urge. I could clearly see in her eyes that she did not want to and my pussy throbbed I picked up the Basque and offered it to her. She daintily moved to me turning as she did to allow me to wrap it around her. I had already given her the perfect figure but the Basque once on seemed to amplify it. I also realized that the tight fit would add to her discomfort, making me wetter and wetter! Her now tiny waist showed of her ample breasts presented by the cups of the Basque, her bottom, big and voluptuous! I had her sit and watched her roll the stockings up her legs, I could see she was luxuriating in the feel but not wanting to do so. The knickers were silky and very, very frilly, she cooed as they fitted into place encasing her clit. I held her hand as she stepped into the dress watching her wiggle her bottom allowing it to slip snugly into place. Dressed I moved her to the dressing table where I fitted a wig, pink of course and cut into a short gurly bob. I applied makeup sparing because very soon she would be ruining it as she worshiped my pussy. The only thing I did not spare was lipstick; I lathered it on good and thick until they were red and glossy. I stood and presented her before the full length mirror; she gasped and giggled as she saw the new gurl she had become. The mirth however did not show in her eyes, I could tell she was hating it deep down. I slipped out of my own dress and strapped on a ten inch strap on. She watched me in the mirror, torn between admiring her own reflection and the dildo I was strapping on. She licked her big fat lips unconsciously and I could tell she was hooked. "Suck me" I commanded Without pause she was at my feet licking the rubber balls of the PINK strap on I sported. She kissed her way up the shaft and I sniggered as her plump ruby red lips swallowed the bulbous head of the strap on! Then I watched her suck in the first few inches a look of bliss on her face. As the cock hit the back of her throat I paused expecting her to gag, however this was not the case and without pause inch after inch of the dildo slipped down her throat until she had swallowed the full ten inches! Looking down at her I had to snigger, the once arrogant prick was now my cock sucking whore. "Get it wet, I am going to fuck your sissy pussy!" I growled She slipped the length from her mouth and began to lick and slurp up and down the length trying to get it as wet as possible. I could see in her eyes that she knew how large it was and how it was going to hurt no matter how wet she got it. "On your knees bum in the air"I commanded She obeyed without question and I reveled in the power I had over her. I gazed at her shivering silk covered bottom before lowering her knickers midway down her thighs. I knew this monster was going to hurt but I did not want to break her so I relented and applied a large amount of lubricant to the dildo. She did not know this and was shivered in fear.....anticipation of getting fucked. I placed the head against her puckered sissy pussy meeting some resistance until it popped inside with a yelp from her. I allowed her a few minutes to get used to the size and then I slipped more inside, as the head bumped over her prostate she yelped in surprise and pleasure. Her head whipped round and she gazed wide eyed at me "Mistress that feels amazing" she cooed I put my head back and laughed causing the head of the dildo to nuzzle her G spot making her whimper with delight. "Surprise Sissy, I made that male G spot of yours, your prostate extra sensitive......you will be getting plenty of sissgasm from it now!" I sniggered before plunging the dildo in fully. I fucked hard making her shoot sissy juice all over the floor with every stroke. Tiring of this fun I pulled out watching her mewl for more. "Clean that up...." I said pointing to the large pool of sissy juice between her legs. I watched bemused as she avidly licked it up without hesitation "Follow me" I ordered I was horny as hell and needed my pussy licking. In my bedroom I ordered her to remove the dildo and then my knickers. She looked at the dildo longingly and licked her lips. I made myself comfortable on the bed and pointed at my sopping wet pussy. I watched bemused as she crawled between my legs. Unlike worshiping cock she did not want to do this and it was easy to see on her face, however she could do nothing but follow my orders. Her hot tongue hit my pussy lips and she began to lick. It was not expert pussy licking but I was so turned on just the hot wet contact of her tongue made me orgasm violently. When I had regained some composure I began to tutor her on the expert art of pussy licking. I enjoyed myself so much that three hours passed before I was happy, she could barely move her tongue when I pushed her away! "Go get ready for bed, your room is across from mine" I ordered. I watched her leave the room her ample bottom swaying sexily. I had prepared the spare bedroom for her. Painted the walls pink, installed a pink frilly bed and stocked her wardrobe with lots of pink garments for her to wear. I gave her a few moments to take it in and then joined her. "Oh Mistress...thank you...thank you" she gushed falling to her knees. I smirked at her complete and utter devotion to me knowing deep down she hated every minute of her supplication. I helped her undress and get into a gossamer pink negligee giggling and cooing as she did. "This is the last time I help you with anything....from now on you are my sissy maid..." She nodded her head meekly "You will do all the domestic work and obey my every order" "Yes Mistress.....it would be a privilege" she enthused "Good now get into bed and go to sleep; I wake early and expect breakfast at seven. You will find a list of my needs in the kitchen" "Yes Mistress" she simpered before closing her eyes. She was snoozing happily before I had left the bedroom. Exhilarated but exhausted by my day I slipped into bed and was soon asleep dreaming of a bright new future After a couple of weeks of having Samantha wait on me hand and foot I realized I wanted more, in fact I wanted all that Samantha owned. I drew up a document detailing the handing over of all Samantha's assets and asked her to sign it, she did so without batting an eyelid despite knowing exactly what it meant. Because she was still Sam deep down the signature was legitimate, however I was not sure how legally binding it was. With a flash of inspiration I made the call and a few days later he arrived. It was the young lawyer who had apologetically shown me the damning clause in the contract a few weeks ago. Samantha let him in and then directed him to my lounge, he was casually dressed in jeans and t- shirt. I had stated on the phone that it was an informal chat, a chance to get acquainted. No doubt his cock told him that there may be some chance for pussy, typical man! "Mistress Jessica, your guest Master Marcus" she said showing him in "Please may I take your coat Master" He cocked an eye at the strange way of being addressed and no doubt he was checking her out. For her part she was playing the dainty maid. She had on pink patent leather Mary Jane shoes with a relatively low heel of four inches, pale pink stockings held up by pink suspenders that were adorned with tiny hearts. These disappeared into the froth of petticoats she wore that held the hem of the pink satin maid's dress she wore out horizontal. The maids dress one of many she owned, all pink, was tightly fitted at the waist flaring out at hips and tits to extol her virtues. The same virtues he was trying very hard not to ogle! "Will there be anything else Mistress" she asked "Would you like a drink Mr. Taylor...Coffee....a beer?" I queried "Call me Marcus...." He blushed as Samantha appraised him her look lingering at his crotch "Coffee would be fine...black, one sugar" "I will have a coffee as well" I ordered and then watched as she minced away and smiled as I watched his hungry look follow her. "Well what can I do for you Miss Parker..." he stated taking the offered seat "But first off, I must say I cannot help you with the Mr Small contract" he looked embarrassed about bringing the subject up "Well, it is sort of to do with Mr Small but not the contract....." nervously I pushed the document across the coffee table for him to read "Can you tell me whether this is legal and binding?" He took a few minutes to read it and as he was doing so Samantha returned with the drinks. I noticed his attention waver as she bent to place the silver tray on the coffee table no doubt giving him a flash of her ample bottom as she did. She then knelt patiently beside me once again causing a raised eyebrow from Marcus. "Well as far as I can tell the signature is real......so all I can say is if he actually signed it then you better have hidden the body well.....or you're going to prison for a long stretch! " he smiled I chuckled at his humour but let him carry on "Joking aside this will not stand up, first off the signature needs to be witnessed by a couple of witnesses, lawyers preferably, otherwise it will be assumed it was done under duress. So if you can produce a document signed by Mr Small and two lawyers that would be legal and binding." He smiled sympathetically at me assuming I could not do this. "So if I could get his signature, would you sign it......and perhaps the other lawyer who dealt with my case?" I queried "Richard!.......no.....he's a complete ass. The only way he would sign would be if he got half of Mr. Small's assets, and then he would more than likely try to cheat you out of the rest" "So you would sign" I coaxed "Well I didn't say that, and besides I would dearly love to know how you got Mr Small to sign this document without coercion." He laughed "Samantha, come here and sign below the original signature" I ordered She stood and moved around the coffee table, taking the offered pen from me she signed the document. In doing so she had to bend completely revealing her round panty covered bottom. I smirked as Marcus's eyes popped open at the sight, he moved in his seat no doubt adjusting the raging hard on he had! Samantha gave me the pen and dutifully came to stand behind me. Intrigued Marcus lent forward to see what she had done, as he did his jaw dropped "Whoa, you mean to tell me Samantha......your maid... is Mr Small.....Samuel Small....." the look of comprehension lit his face and he began to grin "I thought there was something about her when she opened the door, now when I look closer!" He marveled "Samantha tell Marcus your real name and a little bit about yourself" I ordered a smug smile on my face Samantha then recited her real name and gave Marcus a potted history of her life finishing with the statement I had coached her to say "All my life I have wanted to be Samantha, I have just never found the right person to share my secret with. Mistress Jessica is that person and now I want to give everything I have to make her happy" she gushed Both Marcus and I laughed at her finishing statement and I reveled in the look of shame in her eyes. But I had not finished humiliating her by far "Samantha.....Why don't you make our guest happy as you know how" I quipped "Yes Mistress" The programming, and the hunger for cock kicked in and she was quickly kneeling between his legs to his surprise. She slipped his shoes and socks off and then reaching up undid the belt of his jeans smiling salaciously at him as she did. Taking hold of both jeans and underwear she pulled both down at the same time allowing his hot angry cock to spring free. I must admit I was impressed; it was about ten inches long and quite thick! "Ohhhh Master, what a monster" cooed Samantha Quickly removing his jeans she was soon licking and sucking his heavy balls causing him to gasp with pleasure. His head fell back eyes shut enjoying her eager ministrations. Eager to get him in her mouth she began to kiss her way up his hard shaft and I must admit my pussy was wet at both the sight of her ardent worshiping and his cock! He looked down at her just as she was about to engulf the plumb sized head of his cock with her plump red lips. It must have been quite a sight because his eyes popped opened and a look of pure lust filled them. Then he growled as her hot wet mouth engulfed him. I was sure he was going to cum then and there but he managed to gain some composure. This composure was however lost with her next action. With consummate ease she took the whole ten inch in, in one go until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, where she looked up at him and winked. At this he lost all control and bellowing shot his thick spunk straight down her throat. Eagerly wanting to taste him, she pulled away allowing the last few ropes of spunk to coat her mouth, crooning with delight as she did. He slumped back into the chair allowing her to clean him and made eye contact with me "That was absolutely amazing" he gasped panting despite not having exerted himself that much "Samantha Tell Master Marcus what you like best" I sniggered "COCKS! Master" as she continued to suck his cock He laughed uproariously at this and I noticed he was still rock hard at her ministrations I stood and sauntered over to him "Take my knickers off sissy!" I growled Reluctantly she ceased kissing his cock and obeyed. I was so wet she had to peel them off! I unzipped my skirt and let it fall in a puddle around my ankles before stepping out of it and onto the chair he was sitting on. His eyes were firmly fixed on my hot wet pussy as I stood one foot either side of his hips. Then I lowered myself "Guide him in sissy!" I groaned I heard him gasp as Sissy Samantha took hold of his cock then I felt the bulbous head against my swollen pussy lips....god he was big! He slipped inside and both of us gasped in unison. Then I was sliding down, down his cock until I was completely impaled. I felt full and stretched realizing that had he been any bigger it would have been painful. I did not have the time to rest there because I had a burning need to climax such was my sexual state. So I began to hump up and down wantonly grinding my pussy into him and delivering myself to an almost heart stopping climax. Having satisfied this initial hunger I slowed the pace catching my breath. Smiling he reached up starting to unbutton my blouse. However I had a need for him to caress my breasts so taking either side of my blouse I ripped it apart pinging the final buttons across the room. Emboldened he quickly removed my bra and was soon kissing and caressing my breasts causing me to groan with pleasure. I returned the compliment by removing his t-shirt so that we were now completely naked. I saw Samantha watching us adoringly out of the corner of my eye and wondered what she was thinking....deep, deep down! With consummate ease Marcus stood with me still impaled and then laid me on my back on the couch where he then proceeded to fuck me long and hard bringing me to climax twice more before bellowing his climax on my third. Exhausted we collapsed onto the couch "Get us a couple of beers" I ordered and grinned as she minced off to the kitchen only to return moments later with two cold beers. As she handed me my beer I pointed at my sex slick pussy "Clean me!" I ordered I could see in her eyes she did not want to do it but she did not pause getting straight between my legs. First she lapped up the sticky mess of pussy juice and spunk from my outer lips before delving deeper causing me to sigh with pleasure. "How the hell did you turn Mr Small into this" marveled Marcus. "I had a prototype of the machine in my workshop, with a few adjustments I got the result I wanted" I smirked "So you used the prototype which officially belongs to him to turn him into a cock craving sissy. Bizarrely I think you are in breach of your contract Miss Parker" he admonished a wide grin on his lips. "Well not if I get my way and get control of all his assets" I mused "Actually I have had a thought on that. Richard is a complete bastard with me, always giving me the shitty jobs and sucking up to the boss to get the kudos. He has been divorced twice, lives alone and as far as I know has no friends. What about turning him into a sissy cock sucker?" he grinned wickedly "Marcus!" I acted surprised...shocked even, but could not keep the grin from my face "So we could make a play mate for Samantha" I quipped "Or a sissy maid for me" he sniggered "I like your thinking....when can you set it up?" We made some more plans and I had Samantha clean his cock which inevitable turned into a long slow blow job much to his delight. A week later we loaded Richard's unconscious body into the machine and I set the processes in motion. Because I knew the conversion process worked he did not need to be awake. It was going to be strange for him, drinking a coffee in my lounge one minute then waking up as Sissy Bimbo Rachael the next! Marcus had some input into the exact figure she would be getting. Richard has a small man with a laughably small cock of around three inches so we did not have a lot of mass to play with. Marcus went for reasonable sized tits and a big voluptuous ass, sparing a little to give her huge cock sucker lips. "When she is finished, take her to your room and dress her" I ordered Sissy Samantha We then retired to the lounge to enjoy a beer and the light lunch Maid Samantha had prepared. A short while later Sissy Samantha led Sissy Rachael into the room. She was wearing pink patent leather go-go boots, sheer pink hold up stockings that had a band of pink frilly ruffles at the top. Neon pink PVC hot pants that were cut high at the leg. Her stomach was bare revealing that Sissy Samantha had pierced her belly button and fitted a pink heart shaped pendant. Her tits were displayed by the pink PVC crop top she wore. Her face was smuttily made up and framed by a long black wig. "Hello Mistress Jessica and Master Marcus" she whispered in a falsetto voice I could see immediately the mixed feeling she was having by her eyes, shock, humiliation, shame, anger all apparent in that one look......my pussy throbbed with the power. But as I knew even more humiliation was about to befall her! Smirking I commanded "Tell Master Marcus what you love best!......Sissy Rachael" I commanded I watched Marcus because he did not know about this tweak I had made to the process. He watched with interest as she moved to a stool and turned putting one knee on the stool to better flaunt he new larger sissy butt. As she did Marcus gasped, the reason being was that the rear of the hot pants hand been cut away in a heart shape over her sissy pussy. A sissy pussy that looked wet and ready to be fucked "Master Marcus, I loved to have my sissy pussy filled with big, hot, hard cock!" she almost demanded Marcus was on his feet in moments losing his t-shirt, jeans and shoes as he went. He was completely naked by the time he had reached her and his angry cock slipped inside he wet sissy pussy easily causing her to scream in pain and pleasure. I had of course enhanced her sissy G spot so knew it was mainly pleasure. "Damn she is tight" he growled He then began to fuck her in earnest causing her to buck and shudder on his pole and scream at her own sissygasm. I mused that her hot pants would be filled with sissy juice when Marcus had finished with her. The sight of him fucking her got me horny so I ordered Sissy Samantha between my legs. It made me even hotter to see she was unwilling to do so but was compelled, no doubt she would much rather have been sucking Marcus's cock! Despite her reluctance she was becoming quite adept at pussy licking and soon she had me writhing on her questing tongue and moaning my first climax. She brought me to climax twice more before Marcus bellowed his climax and filled Sissy Rachael with his spunk. He staggered to the couch a look of pure joy on his face "Clean up time" I ordered Sissy Samantha She eagerly moved from between my legs to Marcus "No, no, not Master Marcus yet, first you have to clean up your sissy gurlfriend" I smirked at her The look in her eyes was priceless and it made my pussy throb with pleasure Almost reluctantly she moved to Sissy Rachael, and kneeling behind her began to lick Marcus's spunk from her well fucked sissy pussy, soon she was mashing her face into Sissy Rachael's ass to get the spunk from inside her pussy causing us both to laugh at her humiliation. "Finished Mistress Jessica.....now may I clean Master Marcus" she pleaded With a wicked grin on my lips I said. "First you have to clean your gurlfriend she may have dribbled a bit....." I snickered "Pull down her shorts and take a look" Obediently she did so, as the shorts came down it revealed her tiny cock coated in a thick layer of sissy juice, indeed there was a copious amount in the crotch of the shorts. As ordered she got to work slurping the sissy juices first from the crotch of the shorts and then from Sissy Rachael's sissy clit causing her to sigh with pleasure. Soon she was gasping as Sissy Samantha began to suck her off" "Enough....You are such a slut Samantha" I quipped "You and Rachael can both clean Master Marcus" I ordered There then followed a comical scene as they both tried to get as much of Marcus's cock as they could. The end result was another rock hard erection. Marcus grabbed be and we headed to the bedroom for a long hard fuck. The following day we were woken by the Sissy Maids to breakfast in bed, I had trained them well. Marcus had drawn up the legal documents to sign over all Mr Small's holdings to me so he had Sissy Rachael sign alongside his and got Sissy Samantha to sign at the bottom, grinning he headed off to work. Later that morning I got a phone call from him "We have a problem..." he said "What's the matter?" "The board have called an emergency meeting this afternoon....they want to meet with Sam personally" "Board...what do you mean?" I quizzed "Sam has a board to deal with all his financial details, six people in all" Almost immediately I knew what to do "I will meet you in the foyer off the building" I commanded "Really!" I could hear the concern in his voice "Trust me" After putting down the phone I commanded Samantha "Tell me about you board......" An hour later we were ready to go "Okay gurls let me inspect you before we leave" Both had on identical outfits save for the pink collars around their necks. Both had their names picked out in fake diamonds "Sissy Bimbo Samantha" and "Sissy Bimbo Rachael". On their feet they had shiny pink thigh length boots that had six inch heels causing them both to totter and mince. It also made them both taller than me but no less under my control! From the boots came neon pink fishnet stockings that ended in a pink band of ruffles. These were held up by a pink PVC suspender belt again bedecked with ruffles. The suspenders disappeared into the froth of petticoats that inevitable held the hem of their pink PVC Mini dresses horizontal. The pink crotch of the PVC knickers they both wore could just be seen peeping under the petticoats. The dresses pink PVC were fringed at collar hem and cuffs with white frills. They narrowed to almost nothing at the waist and flared out to display ample bums and tits, and of course the neck lines were plunging! Knowing we were going out I allowed them to wear the long sleeve uniforms so they would not be cold. Both of them had on long pink wigs with big bangs that dangle all the way down to their ample breasts. Their makeup was of course slutty and I had made doubly sure that they had lathered lots of gloss on their huge plump lips! The final touch, both girls carried a pink clutch bag containing their office ID badges and a compact for touching up their makeup. Satisfied I check my own appearance in the mirror, as they were overtly girly I was completely the opposite, I wore a dark red business suit cut for a female but still almost masculine. I attached pink leather leads to the gurls collars and headed outside to the waiting taxi reveling in the look in both of their eyes, they had not been out in public since the transformation so I could understand their trepidation, this only made me all the more horny! I had the gurls sit in the back and I sat up front with the driver "Fancy dress party" quipped the driver "You could say that" I smirked I had the taxi drop us off a block from the office wanting to revel in their humiliation as they were paraded down the sidewalk. There were plenty of stares, and cat calls. I was even offered a substantial amount of money for Samantha that had I not just become a millionaires I would have taken. It was exciting to parade the girls like this, watching their eyes at each new further humiliation. Out on the street this type of thing is common place, but in the office I knew they were going to be very noticeable, indeed this was true because as soon as we stepped into the building the security guard headed our way "Wait!....you can't come in here!" he commanded I looked at Samantha and she hurriedly fumbled in her purse for her ID "It's all right Frank...it's me Sam" This stopped the security guy in his tracks and brought a puzzled look to his face. It turned to shock when he saw Samantha ID tag "Sam??.....I mean Mr. Small" he recovered "Yes Frank it's me and this is Mistress Jessica she is my guest" "Sure........." He let us through but I could tell there were a lot of questions he wanted to ask. Marcus was there to meet us and he look was just as puzzled as the security guard. I ignored him and entered the lift, as the doors closed he spoke "How are we going to pull this off?" he queried "We are not pulling anything off. There is no con here, the is Samantha formally known as Sam Smith" "Ohhh....I see, guess your right" he admitted, but he still sounded unsure, but then he did not have the knowledge I had The lift came to a halt on the fiftieth floor "Do you have your resignation letter...." I asked Sissy Rachael "Yes Mistress" she simpered "And remember don't forget to thank him" I winked at her "No Mistress" she grinned but I could see in her eyes she was not happy about this "Okay off you go" I watched with a smirk as she minced into the office, before the door had even closed I could hear the cat calls, Marcus looked shocked as he realized what she was going to do. The lift stopped at the top floor and as we exited we were greeted by only one door, obviously the door to the board room. "Okay....I will let you go in" murmured Marcus unsure of himself "No you can join us!" I admonished Nervously he opened the door for me and I stepped inside. The six people around the table four men and two women all stopped talking when we entered and a few mouths dropped open at the sight we presented. For my part I ignored them all and sauntered to the end of the table Samantha in tow, I noticed Marcus hovered by the door. With a regal air I did not feel I seated myself in what could have only been Sam Small's chair "What is the meaning of this" stormed the man to my right, I assumed he was the CEO George McCann. "Samantha" I stated simply Samantha then began to recite the speech I had taught her ending with the fact that Mistress Jessica was now the owner of all his businesses. At the end of it George smirked cruelly and spoke "So you think you can pass this Sam look alike off as Sam Small, Sam is no mincing faggot!" he laughed Once again I looked at Samantha "Okay George I knew you would take it the worst, after all I have been your excuse for fucking most of the secretaries in the business over the past ten years...." I had to smirk myself when I saw George's face at the revelation "....and as for you Margaret, you will have to find yourself another fuck buddy. Thank you it was fun.....unless you fancy some gurl on girl action" Samantha winked salaciously I watched the woman blush redder than I had seen anyone blush before and my smile broadened "Okay does anyone else not believe this is in fact Sam Smith...now Samantha Sux Cox" I laughed It was fantastic to see the look in Samantha's eyes as I used her full name. There was a unanimous shaking of heads because I knew full well there were still some skeletons in the closet, one of which would have sent the person to prison for a long time. "Then as new head of the company my first act is to appoint a new CEO.....Marcus Taylor Marcus's eyes popped open and his jaw dropped, George started to bluster "But....But.....I am the CEO!" "Oh don't worry we will find a position for you" I spoke off hand to him. In the back of my mind I was wondering if his wife needed a sissy maid, she would after she found out he had fucked most of the secretaries in the building! Failing that the new CEO could always use a sissy secretary! "Since that is my only order of business I will be on my way..." I stated standing and heading for door with Samantha padding meekly behind. "I have to go home and get my CEO to fuck my brains out" I quipped over my should laughing as Marcus blushed profusely. In the lift Marcus gushed "I can't believe you made me CEO!" he laughed "Well you deserve it.....after all you are a good fuck!" I said pinching his bum Taking out my phone I called Sissy Rachael "Are you finished sissy" "Yes Mistress....I am waiting at the lift" she simpered At the fiftieth floor the doors opened and Sissy Rachael stood there looking somewhat disheveled. Meekly she stepped into the left and blushed as Marcus sniggered at her "You missed a bit" he smirked She scooped the drop of spunk at the corner of her mouth into her mouth and licked her lips "And fix your makeup" I demanded "Yes Mistress" she fumbled for her compact "Okay gurls lets go home...I'm damn horny!" I growled "I have a name for my machine by the way" I smirked at Marcus "Oh really" he cocked an eyebrow at me "The Bimbotron" ************************************************************************* Note to readers: I hope you have a good Christmas and Happy new year. Thank you to all my readers who have left comments, if you have not left a comment then please do I love reading your thoughts.