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Chapter Twelve
After our shower, my wife stuck her head in. She looked a little
disheveled and her lipstick was smeared. She looked a little wild-eyed.
She looked at Rod's little sex toy who was standing there naked after
taking a shower with me. My wife acted like she'd seen it all before.
"Cherry, I want you to help get my husband dressed."
Then she turned towards me. I was also naked but was covering my erection
up with a towel. "Honey, I want you to wear your little ballerina outfit
including the toe shoes and the tiara. Do your makeup well. I want you to
be the best looking sissy at the show."
"Show?" I had no idea what she was talking about.
"The show that the Rod and I are going to put on while my sweet little
sissy gets the experience of being a cockold. I think this was one of
your favorite story genres that you bookmarked. And we are going to make
it even better!"
First I had to get chained back up again so that I could fit in the
outfit. I stuffed my balls back up inside me and Cherry pulled my chain
tight so my balls disappeared and my cock was pointed backwards between
my legs. My cock was pulled hard and rested inside my empty scrotum. I
pulled up my pink tights and my legs looked positively girlish. I was
flat fronted, but I didn't like the way my butt was sticking out. It was
rounded and high and looked so womanly. My hips appeared to have grown
wide and added to my curves. I found it hard to believe that all this had
happened to me.
When I mentioned it to Cherry, she laughed. "I'll bet your wife has been
feeding you hormones for the past six months. You're pretty advanced."
I thought about it. "Six months! Oh, that's why it's been getting and
harder to have sex. That explains it!" I was dumbfounded that I was
oblivious to all this taking place.
Then I stepped into my outfit and snapped the tiny g-string crotch
together. My leotard was made of netting and lace. It was sleeveless and
had spaghetti straps holding it up over my shoulders. I looked in the
mirror and my body looked positively girly. My shoulders had little or no
muscles and my arms were thin. I wasn't wearing a bra and my nipple rings
and growing breasts were visible. My upper body was so slight that my
boobs looked huge.
The waistline was hugging my thin body and disappeared into my pink tulle
tutu material. I stood up and the tutu flared out around me and bounced
as I walked. Cherry giggled as she put both her hands on my exposed
bottom that was covered by my thin pink tights and a pink g-string that
held the outfit in place with two tiny snaps under my scrotum.
I looked in the mirror. My hair was shiny and brushed out nicely. I put
on my makeup making sure that my bright red lipstick accented my pretty
face. I got lost in my image for a few minutes while I enjoyed the
experience of adding mascara and eyeliner.
Then I sat down and slipped on my toe shoes and laced them up my legs. I
found my breath. I was so pretty.
I walked out of the bathroom and back into our bedroom. And there was Rod
and my wife. Rod was naked and my wife was on her knees with Rod's huge
cock in her mouth. She looked like it was nothing new but I was
impressed. His large member was going in and out and every time it
reappeared it was obvious that they had practiced many times.
I admired my wife's beautiful body. She had never looked more beautiful.
Her trim body was amazing. She looked sixteen with her perfect figure.
Her long blonde hair and shaved pubic hair only accented how tiny she
was.
Rod must have been deep down her throat each time. His cock was dripping
with her fluids and she was flushed with passion. I stood and watched.
My wife stopped and cleared his cock from her full mouth. She smiled and
pointed to a dining room chair. "Sit there. You are not to move. You are
not to touch yourself. You cannot say a word."
I did what I was told and watched Rod help my wife up to her feet. Then
Rod ran his hands all over her as he kissed her deeply. He bent her over
at the waist and pulled her over to him. They both faced me as he kissed
and sucked her hairless pussy and ass. Then, he slowly impaled her on his
large cock and held her by her hips and fucked her.
My wife was looking straight at me and I watched as her eyes turned
glassy with passion as she panted. Her brain shut down as she was just
enjoying the ride. She moaned as she was filled by Rod's enormous cock.
She no longer saw me but was just feeling Rod sliding deep inside her
vagina and out. I'm sure that's all she could concentrate on. I tried to
imagine what it would be like in her place. I started matching her
breathing and wondering what it would be like to be that filled, that
consumed.
Then Rod stopped. He smiled. He slowly pulled out of my wife and came
over. Holding his bobbing member right in front of me, I could smell her
pussy and her juices. Rob took his cock and rubbed it across my glossy
red lips and under my nose. He coated my mouth and nose with her liquid.
All I could smell now was my wife's pussy.
Rod touched my delicate shoulder and rubbed the small of my back. His
hand was warm and I could feel his strength. He whispered in my ear. "Did
you know that she's ovulating? Your wife's been timing her cycle for six
months and she's at her peak now. I'm going to impregnate her with my
sperm and she's going to conceive my baby boy while you watch. Then
you'll have my son to look at everyday as a reminder of tonight. We're
even thinking of continuing with your estrogen for nine more months so
you'll be able to be the mommy who will raise little Rod. You'll be
chemically fixed and castrated. You'll be felt enough chemicals to nurse
him. You'll have huge lactating breasts that will drip all the time."
I looked him in the eyes. He was telling me the truth. This was to the
ultimate cockold. My wife had brought my biggest fantasy to life. I was
the most beautiful sissy, temporarily chained and unable to get an
erection watching my wife being fucked by her lover. I was going to be
stuck for life as a castrated sissy forever to be a nurse to my wife's
baby.
As I sat there looking at her, her eyes cleared and she watched to two of
us together. Rod, the naked Greek god, a perfect specimen of masculinity
with his bobbing dick talking to a perfect sissy already feminized and on
his way to becoming a wet nurse able to produce milk for their child. I
felt a tear running down my cheek and all I worried about was spoiling my
mascara.
My wife looked at me and smiled. She mouthed the words so that only I
could hear them. "Happy Birthday, my love."
Rod waved his cock in front of my face. He looked down at me. "Would you
like to take a sample, sissy? If I were to fuck you, it would spoil you
for life. Your ass would never feel this full again. But, if you'd just
like to kiss it, I will go back to giving your wife everything she
wants."
I looked at his cock head. I grasped the shaft with one hand and then the
other. I looked at my wife as I licked the head. I smiled at her and
mouthed, "Thank you." I opened wide and took most of the head past my
lips and into my mouth. Then I pulled it in and out several times. I gave
it a pat with my delicate hand and looked at my beautifully painted
nails. Then I just stared at my lovely wife.
I watched as Rod walked back and went behind her so they were both
staring at me. I watched as he grasped her hips and began slowly
thrusting himself into her again. As he increased his speed, my wife
moaned then starting matching his pace as she pushed her wonderful ass
back to receive him into her puss. After a long time, Rod was pushing
hard and gasping. I knew he was going to cum. The two of them came
together and he lifted my wife up in the midst of her orgasm and gently
turned her around and laid her on the bed on her back with her feet high
up in the air. Rod was keeping all his precious sperm in her vagina so
that more of his seed could find it's way in to fertilize her eggs.
My heart was breaking as I knew that my fate was sealed.
After about ten minutes, my wife sat up and kissed Rod. Then she got
dressed in a beautiful cocktail dress and high heels. She brushed her
hair and reapplied her makeup. After she looked perfect again, she
thanked Rod and Cherry for all their help.
Everyone was dressed and looked perfect except for me. I was still
wearing my juvenile sissy ballerina outfit with my silly tutu and tierra.
When I walked in my toe shoes, my tulle and lace waist high tutu only
made me look more feminine and show off my bottom and hips. My bared
breasts with their nipple rings told everyone just what I was. My empty,
flat crotch was the final reminder of just how emasculated I had become.
As we stood in the doorway of our bedroom, I could hear the murmuring of
voices coming from the other end of our house towards our great room.
There were lots of voices. It sounded like a party.
As we walked out together into our great room, Rod, Cherry and my wife
all stood aside as I walked out first into the crowd. Everyone was there
to help celebrate my twenty-fifth birthday party. I looked around as the
air drained from my lungs. I saw my parents and my grandmother. I saw my
uncle and two of my spinster aunts. Everyone was ready to shout Happy
Birthday until they got a glance at your's truly.
I think the whole room got quiet as they craned their necks to see me. As
I walked over on my tiptoes in my pretty ballerina outfit with my arms
spread at the ends of my tutu. I heard comments muttered about my hair
and makeup. Some were talking about my breasts and nipple rings. I just
took it in stride and I went up and greeted my parents. My mother gave me
an air kiss and told me that I looked very special. My dad muttered
something how this was no surprise and greeted me with a stiff hug. As
crowd moved around to get a glance of me, I sensed that life would go on.
My Uncle Tom gave me a hug and copped a feel of my bottom. He looked at
me quizzically. I whispered in his ear. "Yes, I still have it. It's just
chained back between my legs." I moved his hand from my ass and placed it
on the stretched shaft and head of my cock. I giggled. I noticed he
wasn't in a hurry to pull it away and carefully felt down the shaft until
he reached my cock head. He smiled.
As I greeted my friends I knew who was disgusted and who wanted to fuck
me. It was plain and clear who I would be talking to and who wanted
nothing more to do with me. My one friend from high school put his hand
around my waist and whispered in my ear. "I want a blowjob, buddy when
you're ready. I've got a really fine dick that you're going to love."
Two of my women friends wanted to know about my piercings and what they
were like. They each wanted to touch them and pulled gently. When they
saw me swoon and hold their arms, they both wanted to know Jakes address
to get their own.
"Did you get your tongue pierced? I heard that men just love that."
I shook my head. "No, not today. It was going to be hard enough making it
through the day without a lisp." I tried to smile.
"Your voice is perfect, you know. You really sound like a sex starved
bimbo. But, your implants are too small."
I grinned. "They're not implants. Just something I've been growing." I
was strangely proud.
My mother and father came up to me. My dad was first to speak. "All the
usual weak nellies left already. I think the minister was the first but
the church organist stayed around. I think you coming out made him feel
welcomed. Well, son. Oh, should I be referring to you as my daughter now?
Are you going to just be a sissy or are you going to be a woman, too? And
what about your marriage?"
My wife appeared at my side and took my arm. "Hello, dad. Hi, mom. Isn't
it great to have a twenty-fifth birthday party? Are you having fun? But,
I need to steal our special birthday baby away to get him changed for the
first dance. He's got to get this all in before midnight."
My dad grumbled. "It's only ten o'clock. Why do we have to leave now?"
"Oh no, daddy. It's fine. You can stay all night. But our special
birthday child has to change to start the dancing. He's going to dance
the first dance with his last fantasy of the night. So I have to whisk
him away and get him changed."
As she pulled my arm and steered me back to the bedroom, my head swam.
All I could think about was Henry. "Is he really coming to dance with
me?"
My wife slowed me down. "Easy, sugar. I can't keep up with you. My
insides are still quivering with taking Rod deep in me again. Oh, I had
forgotten how big he is. No wonder I never married that beast."
"But, you're having his baby? Is that what you wanted?"
She smiled. "Well, if I get pregnant, sure. But to make sure you have a
boy, I can't throw anymore sperm up inside the birth canal. And honestly,
my uterus couldn't take that horse dick up there again. Sure it was fun,
but he rattled the fillings in my mouth let alone dislocated my jaw
swallowing him down. That's why I love your little thing so much. I
really was jealous of Cherry when you were doing your demonstration."
"You liked to watch? You didn't mind?"
"No, of course not, silly. But did you see the surgery Cherry needed to
take Rod in on a regular basis? Did you see how she needed your fist in
there to take Rod's spot. I didn't want to laugh out loud, but they are
quite the pair."
When we reached the bedroom, my wife helped me out of my outfit and into
a much more dignified looking off-white dress. It fell just above my
knees so you'd occasionally see glimpses of my stocking tops and my
garter straps. The pleated dress was body hugging and clung to my hips
and ass. And when I stood in those four inch stilettos, I had to walk
very carefully. I made sure a few buttons were open at my collar so you
could see my cleavage and the lace of my push up bra.
I felt so beautiful as I brushed my air and softened my makeup. I did
look terrific and wondered what Henry would think. When I was done
getting dressed, I used some mouthwash and then rinsed and smiled.
As we walked out together, there he was in the doorway waiting. He looked
even better than he did in the department story. He seemed taller and
more handsome. He smiled at me in his white dinner jacket and black
pants. His shoes were shined and he looked delicious. He held out his
hand and took mine. I grabbed him struggling for balance as I walked. I
reviewed my instructions on how to walk and did my best.
He smiled and gave me a deep kiss. I felt lightheaded and wondered if I
could stay on my feet for this dance. The disc jockey announced my name
and called me the birthday girl. Everyone applauded as Henry and I
waltzed around the room together. Every time he twirled me, my dress
flared up reveal my stockings, garter and a glimpse of my flat front and
my g-string.
Henry whispered in my ear. "My boyfriend has given me until midnight. We
just have to watch our time to leave enough room for me to satisfy you
before I have to go back to being his bottom."
I looked at my wife and she nodded. I turned and kissed him hungrily on
the mouth. "Oh, Henry. We'll dance this set and then disappear. I so want
you to be my first."
Epilogue
My wife and I stood in the doctor's office. She was eight months pregnant
and having her last ultrasound. We both watched the screen as the
technician rubbed the jelly on her huge belly and passed the wand over
her skin.
The doctor looked on. "Oh, what a beautiful baby girl she will be. How
could she not be the prettiest with parents like you too."
I tuned out as I watched the doctor talk to my wife about what the next
month would be like. I looked at the doctor's salt and pepper hair and
his tall, lean frame. He was so wickedly handsome, I figured that all the
women in his office would gladly fuck him. His eyes twinkled as he talked
to my wife. His smile was infectious.
As I came out of my daydream, I chuckled. My wife had been so
disappointed that Rod hadn't impregnated her with the big, bouncing boy
they wanted together so badly. But, when I offered to impregnate her the
next month, she readily agreed. It took a week's worth of Viagra to do
the job, but on my terms. I only wanted us to have a girl. I didn't want
my weak genes to carry on to another sissy baby boy. After that, I went
full on with my new hormones and was looking forward to breast feeding
our daughter.
As the doctor finished up with my wife, he asked me how my development
was coming and would I be ready to nurse. I smiled and told him I thought
I would. He turned to the nurse and my wife and asked them both to step
out while he examined my progress. The nurse said she would going to
lunch and my wife offered to join her downstairs in the cafeteria.
Once they were both gone, the doctor came over and asked me to unbutton
my blouse. I did and carefully undid my bra too. I tugged both pieces of
clothing off and carefully set them on the chair. I turned to him and
smiled.
The doctor rubbed his hands together to warm them up and then clinically
examined my nipples and lifted my breast up in the palms of his hands.
"They certainly feel full. Have you been carefully checking for lumps and
fibroids? Would you like me to examine them?"
I nodded. All this contact was taking my breath away. "Please." I had
been checking in with the salon where I had first gone on my birthday for
an occasional touchup. The throat spray they used was no longer
necessary. I have a beautiful melodious alto voice now.
The doctor touched my breasts gently at first but before long he was
going an excellent job of checking me for any signs of problems. I was
starting to become short of breath and I put both my hands on his
shoulders. He looked me in the eyes as our lips met. We kissed hungrily.
We both needed each other. Our kisses increased in passion as I tugged at
his zipper and pulled his belt free. Soon his pants were down to his
knees and I freed his warm cock and massaged all the kinks out of it.
He lifted me up by the waist and set me down on the examination table
face down. He pulled my panties aside and stuck his tongue deep inside my
rosebud lubricating me.
"I'm already wet and lubed for you, doctor. Please fuck me."
We were soon deep into our sex fest. It didn't take us long to satisfy
each other as we both came together. All that practice over the last six
months made us quite the team.
After he handed me a few tissues to wipe myself clean and I used my
tongue to suck him dry. I buttoned him up and gave him many deep kisses
as he pulled on my enlarged nipples.
I was sad. "I miss the rings. They were so much pleasure."
He smiled. "You can get them back in a couple years after we have my
little boy. Once we have the perfect family, you can get anything you
want pierced."
Dr. Ron was going to father our next child with my wife. That way, both
of our children will have at least one parent in common. My sperm count
was too low to record these days. I didn't even need that stupid chain or
those rings anymore. I still kept the one in my cock, but not for long.
Soon, I'd be giving up all that jewelry for a brand new set of genitals.
Ron insisted that I have a road tested pussy before we got married. But
all I was thinking about were the other piercings I'd get too.
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