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The Friendly Skies (Pt. 2) By Veronica Vale The next morning I marveled at my appearance in the mirror as I fit the pink stewardess hat over my intricate hair bun. I felt so right in my uniform. It was a one piece pink PVC minidress with pink pantyhose and purple 3-inch heels. My face was made up with heavy blush and wet, creamy pink lipstick. I wore diamond and silver hoop earrings (my favorite!) and a small sparkly diamond heart necklace. I took it easy on my arms and only sported a pink banded watch, but made up for it by wearing a silver ring on every finger, many of them sporting a diamond or multiple diamonds. I was told to put on longer pink nails so I could practice serving and opening cans and bottles with long nails. "Now you're really one of us," I heard Monica say behind us. "Wow," I said. "I love this! I'm so cute!" "Yes, you are. And this is only training. Imagine the thrill you will be feeling when you do your first shift next week." "Next week! That's not long. Oh, I hope I'm ready." "That's what training is for. Just trust your programming. Always maintain a connection with your feminine confidence. And of course, listen to your training mistress like a good girl." "Yes, Mistress," I said softly. "I want to please everyone." "You won't have a problem when you look like that. Such a lovely lady you are now." I blushed. Monica motioned for me to grab my purse and follow her to her car. Within a half hour we were at the flight attendant training facility, which was in an office park on the outskirts of town. As we exited the car and walked towards the building, we passed several businessmen and I could feel their gazes on me. In turn, I took in their masculine power as they all were dressed in suits and were all twice my size. Many of them were older, fatter and balder. which in a weird way, made them more intimidating to me. I found myself in a very happy place as I was receiving their attention. "Many of these guys fly for business, Molly," said Monica taking note of my reaction. "You'll have plenty of chances." I was embarrassed. "I.. was just.. I thought I recognized one of them from..my old life a friend of my dad's." She smiled. "Well, whatever the case, he certainly didn't recognize you. No one would. You're a completely different person now." I loved hearing the sound of my heels clacking on the floor in the lobby. As we waited for the elevator, I heard some more clacks behind us. Then Monica shrieked in delight. "Ahhhhh! Mistress Kendra!" I turned to see another pair of women just like us. a professionally and tastefully dressed woman who looked much like Monica. and another girl who was dressed very similarly to me, though she had a much more alternative pink and blue color scheme going with her hair and she had the cutest pair of glasses. "First day of training for these two," exclaimed Mistress Kendra. "This lovely creature with me is Nora." I smiled brightly and extended my hand. "Hi Nora, I'm Molly! Soooo nice to meet you." Nora lightly clasped my hand and smiled back. "Hi! I'm so glad to have a friend for training. You look so cute, Molly!" "Oh my god, you do too! I am just in love with your hair! Sooo freaking bad ass." "Thank you," blushed Nora. "Are you nervous?" "Yes," I admitted. "But like you say, it's nice to see another girl." "You'll both do just fine, ladies," said Monica. "Come. Into the elevator and let's get to it." Within fifteen minutes, Nora and I were in the hands of Mistress Christine, who was the flight attendant trainee. We spent the next several hours going over all aspects of the flight routine, from greeting to assisting with seating and overhead bags, to how to answer questions, to safety and to pouring beverages and serving food. It really was challenging opening cans and bottles with my long nails but I soon found it second nature. Nora and I worked as a team going up and down a simulated aisle and handling every order from imaginary passengers played by Mistress Christine. The more complicated and particular the order, the more energized Nora and I became. It was clear we were programmed to love and embrace challenges! At the end of the session, everything seemed second nature to us. It was as if we had been flight attendants for years. Mistress Christine stressed the importance of smiling, confidence, even temper, eye contact and often checking our hair and makeup. We were there to make everyone feel special. At the end of the simulation exercises, Mistress Christine had Nora and I sit at desks and go through some written exercises and to write out how we would handle certain situations. I marveled at my girly handwriting along the way. it made me happy to see how I was now writing. But before I could finish my writing assignment, Mistress Christine came and collected my paperwork. "That's enough for today, girls. Before we leave for the day, we have a special visitor." And with that, a handsome man of about six feet tall, 45 years old and dressed in a pilot's uniform walked in. I felt my limbs immediately go limp. "Girls, this is Captain Jim Richards. He's based out of here and has a couple days off. He's often nice enough to come by our facility to meet the new girls and help out in the way that only pilots can." I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He had a salt and pepper goatee, piercing blue eyes and he looked so powerful in his uniform. My eyes wandered down to his big, leathery masculine hands and I saw he was wearing his giant Air Force Academy class ring. gold with a giant black stone in the middle. Such masculine power. "My my, you two ladies are certainly worth the detour. Welcome to TransGlobo. I'm Jim." "Hello," both Nora and I said softly. "Hello, Captain," said Mistress Christine sternly. "Hello, Captain," we both said in a rushed and hurried manner. "Oh, don't worry about that," said Captain Richards. "It's the first day. You girls have enough on your plate. A lot to learn about flying, right?" Nora and both nodded excitedly. I was barely able to concentrate and I assumed Nora was right there with me. Mistress Christine spoke. "And girls, what did we learn today about how our jobs relate to the pilots in the cockpit?" "We learned that on any given flight as many as three hundred lives are in their hands. They are to be treated with ultimate respect," I said. "Yes," said Nora nervously. "And whenever the pilot wants coffee or water, we are to bring it to them immediately." "That's good, girls," said Captain Jim. "Did you tell them the other part, Christine?" "No, Captain. I was gonna wait for you." "All righty," said Captain Jim moving closer to us. "Ladies, you know that me and the other pilots work some long hours, yeah. Sometimes we do twelve, fourteen hours in the air each day. Don't get me wrong, I love to fly. But it can get lonely away from home for long stretches, seated next to some other pilot I barely know all day long. As I pilot who works hard. I have certain needs. Needs that only pretty girls like you can take care of." I instinctively crossed my legs and righted my posture and saw Nora do the same out of the corner of my eye. My heart started speeding up. He came a step closer. "What are your names, girls? I never got them." "I'm Nora," said Nora quickly "Molly," I said after a pause. "Well, Nora and Molly, I come here as part of your training. What some would say is the most important part. I'm a pilot. And I am the most important person on the airplane. Would you not agree?" "Absolutely," I said as if in a trance. He was so confident. I was turning to jelly. I could feel my earrings tugging on my ears. everything was reminding me that I was a girl. "That's one. How about you, little girl?" "Yes sir," said Nora softly. He put his hands on each of our desks. "Enough talk. You have both been programmed to obey me. On your knees." Without thinking, I quickly got on my knees in front of him and saw Nora do the same. "Very good," he said in a deep register. "Now look at me." I felt a new sense of purpose billowing inside me. This man was a pilot and I was here to serve him. To do exactly as he wanted. I made sure that when I looked at him, this is what my eyes needed to convey. "Such beautiful creatures you are. We created you. Your bodies, your faces. were designed by us pilots. We design the girls we wish to fly with, to command and to control whenever we desire. You live to serve us. You live to serve me. Say it." "I live to serve you, Captain," we both said immediately, instinctively. It felt so wonderful to obey him. "Many many others will use you perhaps more frequently than I ever will. But I get to be the first man either of you kiss. You will never forget me. And you have no choice. And you love that you have no choice." I felt waves of ecstasy coursing through me as he moved in my direction and put his hand gently under my chin. It was so warm, so worn and rugged. "Stand up Molly." I did as he commanded and lowered my eyes briefly. He used his hand to raise my chin so our eyes met again. He steely blue eyes were so piercing. so intimidating. I felt my lips begin to quiver. "You are so beautiful. You were born to make men like me happy. I'm going to kiss you now, Molly." I stood rigidly and inhaled as I tried to stop myself from passing out. Before I knew it, I could feel the stubble of his goatee envelop my lips and his large, wet, musky tongue was past the barrier of my teeth. I had never been as overwhelmed by a sensation at any point in my life. I instinctively moved my hand towards him and he abruptly grabbed my wrist and held my hand in place. He then began breathing heavier and heavier, grinding his stubble against me. I could feel the space between my legs begin to become incredibly warm. The whole thing probably lasted fifteen seconds but it felt a lot longer. He pulled away suddenly and I felt. empty. He smiled coyly at me and then motioned for me to sit back down. I did as I was told and tried to pay attention as he kissed Nora, but I was in too much of a daze to process any of it. I was just trying to relive the sensation and was vaguely aware that I needed to reapply my lipstick. Captain Richards walked over to Mistress Christine and gave her a short kiss on her hand and then turned to Nora and I and said, "See you out in the friendly skies, ladies. I'll make sure of it." I felt my heart pounding as he turned quickly and walked out of the room. I turned immediately to Nora who was sitting and hyperventilating. I quickly extended my hand to her and she grabbed mine instinctively. She gave a quick nod to indicate she was okay. "Well, girls," purred Mistress Christine. "On that note, we can dismiss you for the day. I think we had a very productive session." The room where Nora and I were staying had one queen size bed with a soft pink comforter. We had both taken our makeup off and we were sitting on the bed in our silk pajamas and brushing out our hair. "I can still taste him," said Nora. "Amazing," I agreed. "Did you ever kiss a guy. when you were a boy?" "No!" Exclaimed Nora. "I really didn't think about them. I was just one of those crossdressers who liked girls so much I wanted to be one! I kissed a lot of girls actually. but never a guy until today." "Same here," I said. "And now it's like, I'm sitting here with you. and you are like sooo beautiful, Nora. But, there's just." "Nothing there," she agreed. "Yeah, it's amazing, what they did to us." "I'm not complaining," I said. "Oh my god, he was so delicious." We giggled. "And so TransGlobo," Nora mused, "has over 350 flights on any given day. Let's say each pilot does two flights per day and there are two per flight. So that's 350 pilots out there. just waiting for us." "I am overwhelmed just thinking about it," I giggled. "Surely there will be some days when we are given a break?" "I might not want one," giggled Nora. "Wait," I piped up. "What if, what if the pilot is a woman, a lesbian? What then?" Nora looked at me with shock. "I don't know! I mean, I know I'm turned on by the uniform. I don't know what I would do." "I don't want to find out," I said. "It's gross." "Seriously, right? All of the sudden the thought of kissing a girl makes me want to vomit!" We laughed. We were so happy to be straight girls now! It seemed like images of handsome pilots were flooding my mind at all times. "Oh my god, Nora, I'm so glad we are in this together. How did you find out about Chrysalis?" "Oh, um I just had my online profiles where I was posting pictures as Nora. And one day I got a message." "Same here!" I said. "I just remember being really interested after I opened it." "Me too!" She got a quizzical look on her face. "Hey., do you think those messages. like do you think we were brainwashed?" "What do you mean, Nora?" I was confused. "Like. we both just opened the messages and then. like here we are. No questions asked. Do you think. like the messages somehow hypnotized us and brought us to Chrysalis?" I thought about what she was saying and now that she mentioned it, I didn't remember the text of the message at all! I just. knew I needed to drive to the building. "Wow," I remarked. "You could be right! Huh." We sat there and looked at each other in silence. But after a few moments, we both burst into giggles. "But what's done is done, right?" Snorted Nora. "Absolutely, girl!" I chirped. "Too late to back out now!" I laughed. Nora calmly inspected her manicure. "I wouldn't want to anyway..this is awesome." "Totally," I said. "Two words... Captain..Richards." "Yum," said Nora. "I think I might faint, Molly. Seriously. Oh my god, I want him soooooo bad." "He smelled so." "Manly," said Nora dreamily. "Yessssss," I purred, shaking out my long hair after I was done brushing it. "We should probably go to bed, Molly. But it's fun just staying up with you having girl talk, tee hee." "I know! I love this! This is like. so cool. Like you and I are the only two girls in the world right now who know what it's like to be us." "Well," said Nora. "I mean, I think all the other Chrysalis girls have been through training before so they know." "Yeah, but I mean like. right now. You and I still have so many questions. Those girls have all been on planes, they've all had..you know, penises in their mouths." Nora looked at me with big eyes and then we both started laughing hysterically. "We should go to bed," said Nora. "Oh my god, Molly let me know if I hog the blanket." "You do the same if I do," I said. "I think I'll have some sweet dreams tonight." I wasn't sure how much time had passed after the lights went out, but I had not yet fallen asleep when I heard a knock on the door. Nora turned on the light and we looked at each other. I assumed it was Mistress Christine coming to check in on us so I opened the door expecting to see her. Instead, it was Captain Richards. He grinned at me coyly when he saw me and I felt my heart skip a beat. "Hello, Nora," he said to me. "I had to see you." "Um. I'm..Molly." "Molly," he said calmly. "Can I come in?" I backed away and allowed him space to enter. "Are you. allowed here, right now, sir?" I asked nervously. "I don't know, honestly. I didn't think to ask. All I know is. I couldn't stop thinking about you two today. You're both so cute. I said to myself, 'Jimbo, there's no reason you can't be the first one to pop their cherries.' I mean, we got all night. I don't fly until the 11 a.m. to Chicago. I got some time." By now, Nora had pulled up beside me and I could feel us breathing rapidly in tandem. Captain Richards grinned deviously and then snapped his fingers. "On your knees." Nora and I both collapsed and rested on our knees in front of him. I stared straight ahead fixated on the bulge in his pants. "Shirts off, now!" he barked. "Yes, Captain," I heard Nora say obediently. We furiously unbuttoned our pajama tops and I felt my breasts now exposed and visible to him. He walked slowly over to us and stood between us. His right hand slowly moved down to my right nipple and he quickly began to pinch. The sensation was so overwhelming. I felt so powerless, so submissive. I began to moan uncontrollably and I could hear Nora doing the same. "You both have such amazing titties," he said. "Stand up." We both shot to our feet and I could feel my face contorting as I tried to keep it together. I just kept biting my lip. He was so handsome! So incredible to look at. He lunged at Nora and I stood by rigidly as I heard her moaning and squealing. After a few moments, his tongue was in my mouth and I was lost in a sea of goatee stubble and wet musky manly saliva. I felt his hand caressing my waist and at that moment, my mind was absolutely erased. He pulled back and made sure to stare into my eyes enough to totally entrance me. Then he motioned to the bed. "Both of you on the bed. Now!" I pranced over to the bed and briefly caught Nora's eye as she sat down next to me. She looked like she was about to start crying, not out of sadness but out of lust. Captain Richards took off all his clothes and I took every inch of him in. He had such big arms, a broad hairy chest..a reasonably large gut which I found very appealing. and of course. his massive penis which was now pointing directly at me. He jumped into bed between us and said, "This is the one-minute drill. Molly, you suck my dick and Nora, come kiss me while Molly sucks me off. After one minute, you girls switch places. We do that until I cum. Okay?" "Yes, Captain," we both said hungrily. "GO!" Upon hearing his command I lunged at his penis and immediately accepted it in my mouth. I made sure to get my tongue moving rapidly all over the head before letting it go further in. Waves of pleasure were moving through me as I realized that I was performing such a womanly act. I was now a cocksucker. A man's cock was in my mouth and this reinforced my femininity. I made sure to savor the taste of his sweaty meat as I slurped away. The minute seemed like an eternity and was working my mouth down towards his hairy balls when I heard him say, "Switch!" I pulled my mouth off and Nora and I switched positions. I gently moved closer to Captain Richard's beautiful face and felt myself getting closer to his lips. His hand came up to caress my cheek and he said, "Good girl. When you go back down there, use your teeth a little, okay. I like it when they nibble." "Yes, Captain," I said hungrily. He then pulled me towards his mouth and I bathed in the ecstasy of his musky tongue. I could feel my pussy becoming extremely wet. I loved hearing his low resonating moan and his breathing becoming heavier. I was so emotionally invested in his pleasure. After a minute he pulled away from me and smiled at me coyly. "Switch, bitch." I laughed instinctively to let him know I liked being used and degraded and then quickly crawled back towards his penis. I made sure to get my teeth nibbling on his head. I also started working his penis with my hand and I took in the sensation of touching it. I couldn't believe I was now working on a male sex organ, when only a few days previously it would have been unthinkable. I liked it when his pelvis began to thrust and he was more or less fucking my mouth. We got into a nice rhythm and then he called "Switch!" I quickly lunged for his beautiful mouth and lips and he laughed. He was so happy now and I was taking pride in making him happy. I delighted as our tongues fused and I drank in his musk, his prickly facial hair. I drank in the majesty of his deep voice as he began to lose himself in pleasure. "Oh yeah. so. fucking hot." Something bubbled up inside me and I felt myself needing to join in with him. I turned on my little girl voice instinctively. "You like that, daddy? Mmmmmm..you're so sexy.." Before I knew what hit me, he practically bit my lip and yelled out, "OHHHHH FUCK!!!!" I jumped back in surprise and then saw that he was in the midst of cumming. I turned around to see Nora still fully engaged with his penis, dutifully swallowing what was certainly entering her mouth. I was jealous of her. but also happy for her. She looked so focused, and blissed out. I turned back to Captain Richards and began to stroke his head gently. "Ohhhh, baby," I said. "You like that." He was still huffing and puffing, but then he looked like a lightbulb had gone off in his head. "Nora!" he panted. "Let Molly have some of my stuff. I need my stuff inside her too." Nora straightened herself up and made sure to close her mouth so she would not swallow anymore. We both looked at each other in a sort of unsure manner, but we both realized that this was not optional. this was a command. from a man. As unnatural as kissing another girl seemed, it instantly became tolerable when I tasted the Captain's cum inside Nora's mouth. It was so salty, so warm. it wasn't gross like kissing another girl at all. And after a few seconds, it was like we both realized that this was probably turning our man on..so we put some effort into it and made it look like we were enjoying it. I was just trying to get every bit of the delicious salty cum as I could. "Good girls," said Captain Richards. "So good. You can both come lay with me." Instinctively we both nestled up on either side of him and buried our faces in his chest and armpits. Now we could explore his manly chest with our small hands and drink in every ounce of his warm, masculine body. It was such a safe feeling. "Oh, I love this job," he said still catching his breath. "I don't know how they do it time and time again. You girls. you happy? This is want you wanted, yeah?" "Yes, sir," we both said softly. I looked up and saw the stubble of his facial hair right in front of my eyes. "Well good. And I got to be your first. Whenever I'm in town, I always volunteer my services. You'll always remember me. And I know when you fly with me, you're gonna find a way to remind me of tonight. They always do. They always do." I just listened to him talk and felt safe, felt useful. I loved how small I felt right now. "God you girls are hot," he continued. "I don't know how they do it." Nora lifted her head up. "I don't know either I just know they did. And I love it," she purred. "Yeah?" Asked Captain Richards. "You didn't like being a guy? Having a dick?" Nora shook her head. "I like having yours better," I giggled. Nora was awesome! "Shit, you girls are awesome. They always make you so damn cute. How is it I mean are you like robots or something? I mean, they change your head too right, not just your body?" I was just happy to be having an intimate conversation with a man. "Everything is different," I said. "But in a perfect way. This is. perfect." "And. you signed up for this? You signed up to have dudes' dicks and balls in your face?" "Absolutely!" I chirped. "It's pretty much all I think about now." "Well, as the pilot of your plane," he said in a serious tone, "I expect you to think about providing excellent inflight service to our valuable customers too, do you understand?" "Yes, sir," I said, nervously. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean." "Aaaaaaah, I'm just fucking with you!" he blurted. He laughed hysterically and then playfully nibbled on my forehead. "I don't give a shit about any of that as long as you swallow my pipe in the bathroom at 35,000 feet whenever I want! Ha ha ha ha ha!" I became hot and bothered by his boyish playfulness. And the thought of blowing him in mid flight????? My heart started to race, how fun would that be for a submissive woman like me? "Oh man," mumbled Captain Richards. "You girls tuckered me out. I'd love to be the first one to fuck both of you properly but I'm fadin'. Gotta be in the cockpit tomorrow. need my rest. Some other pilot will get the chance.." "It's okay," said Nora. "It was nice to do what we did." "Yeah," I said. "It was soooo sweet of you to come over." Captain Richards began snoring. I looked up and caught Nora's eye. We were both wide-eyed, smiley and mouthed "Oh my God" to each other. Our dream man had just come through the door unexpectedly in the middle of the night and here we were snuggling on his warm, manly body. We felt so..girly.. Five days later I was sitting in Monica's living room wearing a low cut green blouse with ruffly sleeves, and black leather pants and a killer pair of heels. I was rocking a huge pair of hoop earrings and had a giant silver butterfly statement necklace. We had just gone out for a manicure and I was inspecting my fresh set of long pink acrylic nails. "Oh, Molly," beamed Monica. "Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life. Three flights on your first day! It's no different than the training. You've got this, girl." "Aiyeeee! I'm sooooo excited Miss Monica! Thank you for turning me!" "Awwwww, you're welcome, sweetie." She moved closer to me. "Now, Molly dear, do you remember right before we turned you, I had you stare into my pretty diamond ring. this one I'm wearing now?" She brought her hand in front of my eyes to position her giant ring right there in my field of vision. It was so pretty, so powerful. "Yes, Monica," I said. "I am so jealous. I would love a ring like that." "Funny you should mention that," said Monica producing a small gray jewelry box. "Now that you are one of us, it is only fitting that you get one as well. You are now part of the sisterhood of Chrysalis. Put on the ring, Molly. By doing so means you have fully accepted your conversion and you understand and love that it is permanent." My heart raced as I saw an exact duplicate of Monica's ring. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. "Oh my God!" I screamed. "For me?" "Yes, Molly. These rings as you have seen have a certain power. a certain energy. The stones in them harness the essence of femininity. A lot of us girls find that when we are having doubts about our life as flight attendants or as women, we can wear our rings and immediately feel better. Does that make sense, Molly?" I picked up the beautiful ring and inspected the detail and the magnificence of the diamond. It was so big, so heavy. so sparkly. "Yes," I said softly. "I can feel it just by looking at it." "Yes, Molly," continued Monica. "And, when you have someone else look into it, you can make them open to suggestion... you can.. soothe them, if you will. The rings. make us passive, make us feminine. and even lend those qualities to those who simply look at them. You will find days. when it is necessary to wear your ring to feel better about yourself. and also, and this is important. to get others to see things your way. do you understand, Molly?" "Yes, Monica," I said. "I do. I can use my femininity..to my advantage." "Yes, darling," said Monica. "But never with a pilot. They are always in charge of you." "Of course," I said hungrily. "That goes without saying." "My what an asset to the corporation you are," smiled Monica. "Such a lovely young woman. What are you waiting for? Put it on..seal your conversion, Molly." I smiled and slipped the beautiful ring on my finger and suddenly felt..truly part of something wonderful. I looked at how beautiful and feminine my hand looked with the ring going with my nails. I giggled and looked at Monica. Monica smiled wickedly at me. "Excellent...welcome to your new life. You are one of us now. And you love it, don't you?" "Yes," I said softly. I could feel myself almost drowning in a sea of femininity, of submission...of bliss. "Close your eyes, Molly," said Monica softly. I did as I was told. It felt soooo good to obey my superior. So blissful. "You are now and forever a slave. A slave to femininity. A slave to men. A slave to TransGlobo. And a slave to Chrysalis. You are one of our latest creations. We have had years to perfect our girls and you are the beneficiary. You are the most special creation yet. You are so good, Molly. You will never lose sight of your purpose in life, will you, sweetie?" "No," I said proudly. "I love being a slave. I am happy now. Truly happy. I am.. beautiful." "Yes, Molly. You are. Your submission makes you beautiful. You will never disobey us. We're too powerful. We control you." "Yes, Mistress," I said purposefully. "I am under your control." "Good girl," purred Monica. I felt the tingles pulse through me as my mistress called me a good girl.