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Part 3: The Second First Day Of School As we pulled up to the front steps of the high school, Ally grabbed my hands and cheered. "I'm so excited we're here! Oh today is going to be great!" she said as she bounced up and down on the car seat. "Thanks for the ride Daddy!" she stated as she leaned over into the front seat and gave James a kiss on the cheek. "Oh I'm just glad to be the one to drop you two off, take care of our new friend Lexi now!" James remarked with a wink and another grin. There was no way I could leave the car dressed like I was. I took a deep breath and decided to see if James would see reason. "Hey, look - I'm really sorry for everything that happened between us James... it's just that I -" "Mr. Cartwright. You will refer to me as Mr. Cartwright," James replied sternly, as our eyes met in the rear view mirror. "Mr. Cartwright," I continued, unsure if I could even call him 'James' out loud if I tried, "Surely you've humiliated us enough already?" James let out a snicker as he smiled, never breaking eye contact with me in the mirror. "Humiliated? You still don't know the meaning of the word, you little faggot. We're just getting started. Now get the fuck out of my car." Unable to disobey him, I moved past the folded-down seat of his coupe and stepped on to the curb where Ally was waiting, closing the door behind me. I heard James' tires squeal as he sped away from the school, and I saw that things looked basically the same since yesterday. Girls were dressed in remarkably short skirts and provocative outfits while the boys were pinching their bottoms and yelling suggestive slurs, which the teachers only seemed to encourage. As we moved further into the crowd, however, I noticed that something was different. Yesterday I had been basically ignored by anyone who didn't used to know me, but as I walked toward the school with Ally I noticed that we were the center of attention. Cat calls and whistles seemed to come in from every direction, aimed primarily at Ally, but with a few that commented on me as well. "Whoa, damn Ally who's the new friend? You couldn't handle all the dick on your own?" "I can't wait to take you around behind the bleachers again Ally, you think your friend would want to come along?" and so on. Though my cheeks were burning red with embarrassment, Ally didn't hesitate in replying enthusiastically to each boy we passed, assuring them that they would each get a turn. Though there were certainly a lot of attention from all the boys, the girls we passed responded to us differently. Each girl gave us a cold stare or a sneer, and one even tried to trip me. Once we got inside the school, Ally pulled me toward the principal's office, where it seemed like we already had an appointment. As we entered the office and took a seat, Principal Adams looked away from his computer monitor and gave us a devilish smile. "Well, if it isn't my favorite little tart, Ally Cartwright. When I saw you requested an appointment I made sure to clear my schedule for our usual session, but I had no idea you'd be bringing a friend." He then hungrily looked my body up and down in my new ridiculous outfit and continued, "So what is it you need from me today?" Ally giggled and got up from her seat, putting her hand on the principal's forearm and seating her large rear on his desk. "Oh Principal Adams, I'm so excited to see you as always. But today I need to get my friend registered in some classes. You see, it seems like she was mistakenly put in the computer as a boy, but she's obviously just a sissy faggot!" The principal considered these words as he looked at Ally up and down, finally removing his eyes from her bosom and focusing on me. "Oh, is that so?" The principal replied coyly. "Well, how'd she get entered into the system wrong if she's such a sissy? Where's the proof?" Ally thought about it for a minute and then looked over at me. "Lexi! Why don't you show him what a sissy you are? Pull down your skirt for us!" After a short hesitation, I stood up from my seat and pulled down my denim skirt until it was around my ankles. Ally gestured toward my exposed legs "See? Obviously she's a sissy or she wouldn't be wearing such girly panties." The principal nodded his head and seemed to agree, but probed further: "Well, what else can you show us miss... what did you say your name was? Lexi?" Ally cooed and confirmed his suspicion. "Yes, Lexi. Why don't you pull down those panties, bend over, and spread your ass cheeks?" Once again, I hesitated for just a moment before I began to comply against my will. "You see Principal Adams? Only a sissy would come to school with her butt already plugged. And just look at her little clitty it's so small! Much too small for a boy." The principal scratched his chin for a moment before agreeing. "Yes, yes. I suppose you're right. Now sit back down Lexi, we'll get this sorted out for you right away." The principal began to look through the system file records with one hand while playing with Ally's breasts with the other. Ally remained seated on his desk, only occasionally letting out a cute whimper as he felt her up. Eventually, he came upon my old file and typed a few commands on his keyboard. "Okay, there we have it. There is no more Alex Conally registered at this school, we have a sissy by the name of Lexi Conally instead. Additionally I've removed all of your previous classes, Miss Conally." He laughed to himself for a moment "Can you imagine that? A sissy taking Science or Math? No, no, no, instead you will be enrolled in a schedule very similar to Ally's here." He printed out a schedule sheet, which Ally playfully picked up and examined for a moment before pouting. "She's only in about half my classes!" Ally remarked sadly. Principal Adams replied politely, "Well you're in courses far too advanced for this new sissy, don't you think? We wouldn't want to break her on her first day! No, you two will be together when it's appropriate." "Now, it's almost first period, so you've got to get headed to your first class Lexi! Off you go!" The principal gestured toward the door before continuing, "Ally, I'll ask you to stay behind for a moment however so you can thank me for getting things set up with your friend here." Ally purred softly as I exited, making her way off the desk and pulling down her shorts. Before I left, I saw her bending over the principal's desk with her ass exposed and a smile on her face as she bit her lip. Our eyes met briefly and she mouthed the words 'Good luck!' as the principal came up behind her unzipping his fly. With my new schedule in hand, I headed toward my first period: Women's Studies. Given what I had heard the day before from my sister, I wasn't surpised to find that the class was nothing at all like I had seen in college brochures. Instead the class was entirely female, focused entirely on repeating mantras about how women are inferior to men and only exist to serve their cocks. With me as a new student, the class also spent a brief period discussing the inherent inferiority of sissies, and how we only deserved the disrespect and contempt of real women everywhere. The teacher encouraged the class to find new ways to put me in my place, and offered extra credit to those who did so. After class in the hall I ran into Ally. Though she had already done so much to me this morning, she was the closest thing I had to a friend in this crazy school and I was in desperate need for solidarity after that hour long discussion on my inherent inferiority. As I approached I noticed that her makeup had been messed up, with mascara and a fake eyelash running down her face - her whole head looked like it now had a glossy white coating. "How are things going on your first day sissy bestie?" She asked me enthusiastically. "I... I'm not sure I understand what's going on in that last class, Ally... besides - what happened to you?" She thought about it for a second and then laughed as a wave of realization hit her. "Oh, you mean the cum? Yeah, Billy got a little too excited coming out of my last class. He barely got his cock out and on my face before he started covering me! That boy has a hair trigger between you and me, but you should still totally give him a try! He's got a really nice dick!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall. "Come on, let's go get me cleaned up a bit," she said as she pulled me into the girl's bathroom. What I found in the girl's bathroom was a stark contrast to what I had seen in the men's room the day before. Where there were a number large stalls clearly meant to accomodate two people in the boy's restroom, there were instead a simple row of toilets with no walls or doors between them in the girl's. As we walked in, Ally pulled a bag of makeup out of her Hello Kitty backpack and began to assess her makeup damage in the mirror. In the reflection of the large bathroom mirror I could see that we were not alone. Two girls were sitting on toilets next to each other in the bathroom corner, and I recognized one of them from my first class; I thought I heard that her name was Sarah. She looked over at me with disdain in her eyes as she did her business. Ally looked in the mirror at her disheveled face and ran a finger along her cum coated forehead as a sort of squeegee. Afterward, she took her cum covered finger and put it in her mouth, closing her eyes and letting out a soft, "Mmmm..." I looked back at the rest of the bathroom, and the two girls behind us were having a conversation about their sexual activities. The one I knew from class was speaking loudly, like she didn't care if anyone heard her. "Yeah, I'm on my period this week which is a total downer. I guess it's not so bad though because I've just been having guys cum in my ass. I've got to get cleaned out before next period though." Only then did I notice she was wearing a large badge on her chest that stated: 'Anal Week: backdoor only!' It looks like the badge was signed by the school council, so I imagine they must pass them out while girls are on their period. Ally ran another finger through her forehead and up into her hair, gathering more jizz in her hand. She then began to rub the slimy finger along my face, making it appear as though I had received a facial of my own. I grimaced, but just let her do it so that I wouldn't risk offending her and being commanded to do something even worse. "Oh, don't worry Lexi. You'll be getting boys to cum all over you in no time! What kind of sissy bestie would I be if I didn't share some of mine with you too?" In the mirror I could see my face was shiny just like hers had been with globules of semen smeared around my cheeks, forehead, and lips. Ally pulled out her phone again and snapped another picture of me, before I could stop her. "That's another one! Your progress on becoming a slut is really something to behold!" she said with a giggle. "All right, your turn! This is some good practice for you: scoop up that cum from your face and eat it!" With that command I found my mouth open into a large 'O' shape as I began to push the jizz inside and onto my tongue. Though part of me still wanted to gag, the taste was delicious, and I found myself licking my lips as I got more horny. Ally quickly got her makeup back in order as I suddenly realized I needed to pee before the bell rang for my next class. I went to the toilet as far away from the two girls as possible, and lowered my skirt and panties to the floor. Behind me I heard a loud "Ahem!" and turned around. "Lexi you dumb whore! What are you doing? You can't piss standing up! You always have to sit down to tinkle!" As she said that, I knew I would never be able to pee standing up again. I dejectedly sat down on the toilet and started to urinate, when Ally got a text message. "Oh, there's a boy that's been waiting to see me. I think I can fit him in before the next class starts. I'll catch up with you later Lexi!" She quickly packed her things and hurried out the door. Now I was alone in the bathroom with the two other girls. I could hear the one from my class working the last bit of semen out of her rectum from what must have been a heavy anal fucking a few minutes earlier, with sounds of splattering and plopping coming from her toilet. The girl she was speaking with finished with her business and then left. As I was finished urinating, I grabbed some toilet paper from the roll on the tiled floor in front of me and began to gently wipe down my clitty. When I looked back up, I saw that I was in the shadow of the girl from my class, Sarah. "Our teacher said that she's going to give extra credit to any girls who find a new way to degrade or humiliate you. I think I might have to help with that!" she said to me as she slapped the wad of toilet paper out of my hand. "You see, I just got ass fucked and had to come in here to relieve myself. I had to get all of the cum and shit out of my ass so that it'll be ready again for the next guy. You know what we've never had in here before though?" I looked up at her and shook my head. "A bidet. We've never had a really good way to make sure our assholes are nice and clean. That's where you come in! You're going to be my bidet." She then turned around and pulled her pants back down, revealing her large, feminine ass. Because I was still seated on the toilet, it was right at the level of my face. "Go ahead little sissy, give me a lick! I want you to make my ass nice and clean!" She swiftly reached her hand around her back and shoved my head into her backside. Though parts of me fantasized about tossing a salad when I was still a guy, this was far rougher and more humiliating than I had previously imagined. "Take a big whiff of my ass, you dumb sissy faggot. Then get to work!" Like she asked, I inhaled deeply on her asshole and smelled a mixture of lube, semen, and the telltale stench of anal sex. I then began lapping at her exposed asshole, making sure it was nice and wet while cleaning up any traces of toilet paper left over from when she wiped earlier. "Oh yeah, that's better sissy." she said as I finished. "Now, dry me off." I sheepishly grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped her ass for her. "That's a good little sissy bitch, isn't it? I'm sure my teacher will be delighted to hear what a great little bidet you are. I think plenty of girls are going to have you licking and wiping their asses pretty soon!" She then pulled up her pants and left quickly, her smell still on my nose and breath. I pulled up my pants and looked in my pink backpack (James made sure that I also had one in cute colors) to see that I had missed a text message that read "Oh my god, you're late for your next class! Get on down to the music hall, I can't cover for you all day Lexi! -Ally" I'm not sure she got my number, but just as if she had said it in person, I felt myself mechanically begin to move toward the music hall for whatever my next class had in store. I walked down the hallway, which was now empty due to my apparent tardiness, and wound up entering the music hall where I quickly spotted Ally licking a clarinet in front of a group of horny boys. She spotted me across the room and waved me over. It was clear that even though there were certainly many instruments in this room, it didn't seem like much music making was taking place. I spotted the instructor inside his office with one of the girls from the class and a flute, as he closed the blinds - clearly unconcerned with teaching. I overheard Ally telling the boys as I walked over. "See? And a little lick like that goes a long way!" She was licking the sides of the clarinet in a very suggestive manner, which also made it clear she had no idea how to actually play the instrument. One of the boys commented, "Hey, maybe you can give me a private lesson later?" Ally giggled and threw her arm over my shoulder. "Maybe if you're lucky boys my new bestie and I can teach you all a few things!" This was met with a collection of cheers from the group. "But... first I've got to get her settled. It is her first day, after all!" She then grabbed my hand and began leading me away from the group and down a flight of stairs. "Lexi, I'm so glad you made it to band! I've got a guy that I think you should really meet, down in one of the practice rooms!" I wanted to object, but she quickly interrupted. "Now, hush! This is going to be great!" Since she told me to hush, I was physically unable to voice any further objections. Once we reached the basement of the music hall, we began to peer into each of the private practice rooms, apparently looking for someone. Each practice room was pretty small and bare, containing only an upright piano and a piano bench with hardly any room for anything else. After turning a corner, we finally found the one we were looking for as Ally announced, "Oh finally, there he is! Lexi, I'd like you to meet Ron!" Looking inside, I felt my stomach churn as I spotted none other than Ron Davidson sitting at the piano bench. "Well hello, Miss Ally, I see you've brought your new friend with you!" I quickly grabbed Ally's arm and walked out of the room with her. In my high, effeminate voice, I began to tell her my objections. "Ally, I know you're trying to help, but that's Ron Davidson! One of the most annoying losers in the whole school! I can't tell you how many times that little-" *SLAP!* Ally put her hand back down by her side after striking my face. "Lexi, I know you are new to this but you CANNOT speak that way about a boy! Get it in your head: you are just a worthless little sissy slut! I don't care what you used to think about him but he has a cock and therefore he calls the shots! Now, I think you need to change your attitude about things here." With that she brought her hand to her cheek and began to think out loud. "How do I fix this?" Ron poked his head outside the practice room and quickly asked, "Hey whores, is everything all right? I'm not sure how much time we have left this period, so I let's move things along." "Yes, no problem at all, just a minute!" Ally replied cheerfully, before turning back to me. "I've got it! Okay, Lexi, you've got to feel more attached to Ron. You've dated someone before, right?" I nodded my head in silence, thinking of my girlfriend Carrie. What would she think of me now? Ally continued, interrupting my thought. "So you need to emulate that. Think of Ron the same way - think of him as your handsome new boyfriend!" My stomach sank for a second before I realized that what she said had already taken effect. It felt like my stomach had butterflies in it, like I was in the middle of a romantic trance - all of it centering around Ron. "Is that better? Oh Lexi, this is going to be great!" She started pushing me toward the door of the practice room, and gave me a final shove inside before closing the door. "Have fun!" I heard her say from the other side of the glass. I was alone in the room with Ron. A variety of emotions were running through my mind: fear, adoration, lust? Most sensations I found absolutely disgusting given who they were directed toward. Ron patted the piano bench next to him and said, "Oh, wait, don't I know you?" I blushed as I realized people from the school must have still recognized me, at least in some way. "Oh yeah! So you've been a sissy this whole time, huh? I think that happened with someone else a little while back... but who can remember? Some people aren't cut out to be alphas like me, I guess. Come to think of it, I always kind of pegged you as a bit of a whimpering little bitch, so it actually makes sense to me." I cringed at how he misremembered our prior history - would my classmates justify my appearance with false memories too? Ron continued, "Well come on over for a piano lesson. I don't bite - at least not at first," he said with a stupid grin. Internally I groaned at his stupid joke, but externally I giggled. Part of me thought he was a huge dork, but another part of me melted at his humor. "Okay, let's get started," he said. This was far from my first time working with a piano, I had taken lessons since I was eight years old. In my last school, I was the pianist for our jazz band, and even ended up playing second chair in All State classical ensemble, so I was curious to see what he could possibly 'teach' me. "Okay" he started "So, I think this one is middle C? Or maybe it's this one... Either way let's play a chord. This one's an F... I think." He was wrong. I knew he was wrong, but it dawned on me that I didn't know why. Wait, what was that 'button'? It's not an F, I thought... but what was it really? I thought harder and harder - I KNOW what he was saying was totally wrong, but I didn't know the right answer either. I started to worry. What did James do to me? Did he actually take away my ability to play piano? What other skills could he have taken from me? "Okay now you try!" Ron said as he grabbed my hand and put it on the piano. Feeling his hand grab mine shocked me for a moment as my heart skipped a beat and my clitty twitched in my panties. "Try playing that chord I just showed you!" I put my hand onto the piano, but found that no matter how hard I tried, it would not form a chord - I simply could not make the right shape. Instead, I found that my hand naturally began to form a fist and move back and forth, as though it were jerking off an imaginary cock. I couldn't play piano at all anymore! Seeing the jerk- off motion of my hands made Ron replied excitedly, "Whoa! I love the enthusiasm, but that's way off. You really suck at music, huh?" Just then I felt my phone buzz: I had received a text message from Ally. In it was a screenshot from James' programming app which stated "Lexi cannot play piano. It confuses her. If anyone tries to teach her, she becomes incredibly aroused." Just like that, I knew the programming was true - I was very, very horny, with my plugged ass at the epicenter. Combined with the strange feelings about my new 'boyfriend' from Ally, and the piano lessons, I found myself breathing heavily as I hopped back on the piano bench and onto Ron's lap. 'Fuck, is he getting hard?!' I thought in a panic, while the programming countered with feelings of excitement that cried out, 'Wow! He's so hard already!' A desperate struggle was taking place in my head as the rational side of my brain was screaming. 'What the fuck? This is Ron, Ron Davidson! What the hell are you doing?' It was no use, however, as the sissy side of my head was winning out and forcing me to act the part of the horny slut I had always daydreamed about when I used to jerk off. Except this time, I was her - I was the little minx hungry for cock. Before he had a chance to say anything I surprised myself as I asked breathily, "Do you have anything else you can show me?" Immediately I felt his erection swell in his pants as I began to move my ass in time with his hardening member so that we were dry humping on top of the piano bench. Every few thrusts, my buttplug would brush against the outline of his dick in a way that pushed it a little bit further into my hole, which only seemed to encourage my horniness. I couldn't stop myself from all the excitement, though I knew the feelings were involuntary and forced. Just then another text message came up on my phone, which was displayed screen up across the piano keys. In the midst of the dry humping, I could read the text from Ally: "Period's almost over! You should give him a blowjob! ;)" As though she said it herself, I felt compelled to follow the order from the text message. 'Oh fuck, oh fuck, please no!' The rational voice in my head pleaded, but to no avail. My girlfriend Carrie always promised that we could try 'third base' before the school year ended, but she was always too shy for it. My mind reeled in horror as I realized that my first experience with oral wouldn't be with her; instead I would be the one giving head to a horny teenage boy. I turned around and looked up at Ron, who appeared very tall and handsome from my position in his lap. Before he could ask why we stopped I looked into his eyes and said in as sexy a voice as I could muster, "Can I please suck your cock?" Before he was even able to finish his reply, I was unbuttoning his pants. This was all going so fast! I pulled down his boxers and his cock sprang loose, smacking me lightly on the cheek. 'Oh, God. What the fuck, what the fuck am I doing?' I thought as I stared at it and inhaled his scent. His groin was clearly unkempt, with an unruly nest of pubic hair surrounding his hard, six-inch cock. I had never been this close to a cock before (except for maybe Ally's clitty this morning) and immediately took in the intoxicating masculine aroma that came from it. Any internal hesitation was totally hidden from the show my sissy side was putting on; I cooed and moaned with his dick right in my face. I stuck out my tongue wide and got down underneath his member, feeling the heat of his erection radiating off it and onto my lips. I placed my tongue at the bottom of his balls and licked up, coating the bottom of his shaft in a thick layer of spit. Now with my mouth above his member I had just enough mental wherewithal to analyze the taste and think 'What the fuck? What the fuck am I doing?' as I turned my painted lips into a large 'O' and plunged down on his hot cock. I moved myself downward, guiding his dick past my teeth and toward my throat. I was surprised that I didn't gag when my mouth reached the bottom, with his tip held partially down my throat and his wiry pubes poking my lips. The minx side of my brain decided to mimick what she had seen girls do in porn, so I jutted out my tongue under his cock and did my best effort to lick his balls for a moment before raising my head back up his rod and plunging down again. I seemed to be well suited for deep throating, as I didn't notice any issue gagging as I hungrily took him in my mouth again and again until my lips were against his pubic hair. Moving my head back and forth quickly, I felt like the room was spinning from all the whiplash. Though he couldn't see them, my eyes were wide in shock as the old part of my brain took in the horror of what I was doing. 'You're sucking him off! Ron Davidson's sweaty penis is in your mouth! You're giving a blowjob to a BOY! You're an actual cock sucker now! You suck cock!' These revelations made me feel like crying out in horror, but the horny part of my head couldn't help but thrust my hips as I sucked him off in ecstasy. I hated it, but I loved it too. "Mmmmph! Mmmmm," was all I could say with my tongue and lips dedicated entirely to pleasuring him. Eventually I felt him began to tense up against my lips and release a low moan. 'Oh God!' The voice in my head started to protest in overdrive as I realized what was happening. 'He's going to cum in your mouth! You're getting him off with your tongue! Oh fuck, oh fuck, I can taste his precum!' As I finished that thought, Ron grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down hard into his crotch. Soon I felt a hot rope of thick, creamy jizz hit the back of my throat and coat my tongue, then another, and another. Part of me was revulsed at the fact that I had Ron Davidson ejaculating into my mouth, but a newer and much stronger side felt incredibly turned on that I was able to please my new, ruggedly handsome boyfriend. As his semen continued hit the back of my throat with stream after stream, he eventually began to slow down and his cock began to deflate in my mouth despite the continuing shudders it gave. At this point, to my surprise, my horniness overwhelmed me and I started to have an orgasm of my own. My sissy clitty began to spurt a small amount of clear sissy juice into my pretty pink panties as the plug in my ass undulated with the movement of my hips. I moaned loudly with his cock still in my mouth, which effectively gagged my noises. When it was all over, I lifted my head off his member, licking it clean of any traces of cum. For reasons I didn't even understand at the time, I gently kissed the tip of his penis before I tucked it back away and helped him button his pants. The deed now done, I felt like I was half in a post-orgasmic bliss and half in a disgusting nightmare. The programming quickly won over, as I smiled up at him while swallowing the salty, slimy load that coated my tongue. It tasted even more delicious than my own sissy juice from this morning, though I hated to admit it. "Hey, you're a pretty good sissy bitch aren't you?" Ron said to me as I still kneeled on the floor between his legs. "I think we should do that again sometime, maybe next time I'll try out that ass of yours," he remarked as he reached down to gave my behind a quick slap, before getting up and closing the door behind him. I was sad to see him go, and I hated knowing that I'd miss him in the meanwhile, considering I was programmed to believe he was my boyfriend. I was still picking his pubes out from between my teeth as I got up and grabbed my phone from on top of the piano keys. Another text message had come in from Ally while I was blowing Ron, which contained another screenshot from James' app: "Every time Lexi directly causes a man to cum, she will cum herself." 'Well, I guess that helps explain things,' I thought to myself. Outside the practice room, Ally was waiting for me. "Did you get my texts?" I nodded as she opened my mouth and ordered me to exhale. "Oh clearly you did! You little whore, you let him fuck your mouth didn't you? Oh, people are going to smell that cum on your breath for sure!" I felt embarrassed, but secretly excited from her degrade me like that. "Oh and did you see the screenshots I forwarded to you? James spent a long time getting that right, I used to have some commands just like that! The word 'directly' is really important in making you cum at the right times - the first time he put it in, I would cum every time someone thought of me when they masturbated! I was cumming every 5 minutes or so for about a week before we figured that out!" The bell rang and Ally kissed me on the cheek. "All right Lexi, have fun in your next classes, I'll be seeing you soon!" She ran down the hall a short distance before turning around and shouting "Oh, and don't think I didn't notice your little wet spot in the front of your panties! Lick that up ASAP before your next class! Byeee!" Now standing alone outside the practice room, I quickly pulled down my pink panties and saw the small congealed puddle in the front that Ally was referring to. Was she going to make me do this every time? Hoping no one would see me, I shoved the soaked portion of the garment into my mouth and sucked on it until I believed I got every drop of my sissy fluid. I swallowed the small load in my mouth, pulled my panties back up, and began heading for my next class: French. I made my way down the hall again, getting harassed by the wave of students changing classes as I went. Many boys made playful cat calls similar to what they had said that morning to Ally as we entered, while some pinched my bottom. One even remarked that he had just heard from Ron how I had "lips made for sucking dick." By the time I reached the French classroom, my cheeks were once again burning red in embarrassment. I noticed as I entered the classroom that there were no boys in this class either. Though I'm sure most of the girls in the class harbored disdain for me from their lessons in Women's Studies, I was actually a little excited for the upcoming lesson. I had been taking French for a couple of years now, and was relieved to be in a normal class for the first time in the day. Being an introductory level course, I felt that I could breeze through the material and hopefully find some respite from the crazy hell my day had been thus far. I was wrong. The girls in front of me in the class were involved in a conversation that was just out of earshot, though I saw girls occassionally turn around to stare at me for a moment before making another comment, which was typically followed by a heavy laugh from the whole group. Shifting in my seat, I was able to recognize one of the girls in the center of the pack; it was the girl who had tormented me in the bathroom earlier, Sarah. Between outburts of laughter in the group, I could hear her telling the other girls about how she had used me. "Oh, I'm definitely going to get extra credit for how I debased that dumb sissy. Maybe I'll even get more if you all make her do the same to you!" Laughter erupted from the group. "Besides helping out our grades consider the benefits..." My tormenter continued, suppressing a snicker. "You may never have to wipe your own ass at school again!" The bell rang just as the laughter began to die down in the room. The door to the classroom suddenly opened and our French teacher walked in. Instantly, I became more worried. The teacher was the same woman I remembered from before we left town - a relatively young woman in her 20s who had previously been passionate about helping young people experience a new culture. She was the first person to teach me the basics of the language, and helped me discover my fascination with international studies. Though it was the same woman now standing in the door, something was very different from the way I remembered. She was standing in front of the class in a frilly French maid's outfit somewhat similar to the one worn by Erica, my sissy-daddy, this morning. She also sported maid's cap, black high heels, and what appeared to be an antique feather duster to complete the look. She bent forward over the desk to give it a quick dusting, showing what seemed to be a new set of large, fake breasts that nearly fell out of her uniform. Once she seemed satisfied with how it was cleaned, she quickly sprang back up to attention, making her breasts jiggle slightly from the sudden movement. In a heavy fake French accent she anounced "Bonjour! Good morning ladiez!" "Bonjour!" the class replied in unison. "Oh how lovely!" The teacher replied cheerfully. "Ladiez, it would appear that we have a new student with us today, a little zissy named Lexi. Let uz welcome her!" The classroom filled with groans from the girls who had been making fun of me just minutes earlier, with a few crumpled balls of paper thrown at my head in the process. "Oh, zettle down class, what fun!" The teacher continued, seemingly oblivious to the animosity being directed my way. "Now, Lexi - what do you know already about French?" Finally, I thought - a chance to show off a little and put these bitches in their place. I started speaking in my high, effeminate voice: "Madame, Je peux parler un petit peu de Francais, et Je suis pret a apprende!" I smiled at the teacher confidently, hoping that I impressed her with the French I had recalled from her lessons a few years earlier. I got a very different reaction instead. "Lexi, what is the meaning of zis? This strange muttering haz nothing to do with our lezzons!" The teacher said to me sternly. What could she mean? "Now, start speaking correctly, in a zexy little French accent! This class is all about learning the best way to zeduce a man with the skills of a french whore!" It all began to make more sense: her maid's outfit wasn't just a prop - she was taking on the role of a French maid to educate the class. "Now, let'z continue where we left off yesterday: bending over to show off your delightful derriere! Make sure when you're cleaning you get down nice and low to the ground zo that a man can have a full view of your plump rear!" She then began to demonstrate by bending over in front of the class and dusting the lowest bookshelf. The frilly white bottom of her maid's outfit lifted up behind her and gave us all a view of her bare bottom with only a tight thong running between her cheeks. "All right clazz, now you try! If you zee a student who isn't bending over enough, pleaze spank their bottom to let them know!" We all got up from our desks and practiced bending over as if we were dusting an imaginary shelf. After staying low for about a minute my back began to hurt, so I started to raise my head again to alleviate the pain. Instead I received a sharp *SLAP!* across my bottom, as one of the girls giggled. "Zank you Sarah for helping Lexi stay focused! If anyone else zees her move out of position, please do the zame!" The teacher order. The lesson continued for about another 15 minutes, during which I received three more spanks from different girls. The rest of the class followed a similar lesson plan: French culture to entice men. We went over the basics of French cooking, making our hair into a French braid, and spent the majority of the class discussing the importance of proper French kissing. I made sure to speak in a fake French accent whenever I had to speak up, which the teacher commended, saying I had a knack for "zounding like a zexy French zissy whore already!" When class finished, I picked up my things and reluctantly headed toward the class I feared the most on my schedule, sex ed. After another string of hallways harrassments, I entered the classroom for Sex Ed and took a seat. Once again, the class was all girls, though at this point I expected nothing less. As the class began to settle down before the bell would ring, Ally came into the room and stood at the front of the class. Seeing my confused look, she gave me a wink and a quick wave before putting her hands back behind her back, pushing her breasts out in front of her. The bell rang and the students found their seats as the teacher spoke up. "All right, listen up class. Welcome to Sex Ed. Today we've got a student teacher here to help us out - please welcome Ally Cartwright." The girls in the class let out an annoyed groan. "Now girls, I know she's a dumb sissy slut, but she's also undeniably the best lay in this whole school. You could all learn a thing from her if you open your mind and just pay attention!" The teacher continued. "Especially our new student, Miss Lexi. She's a little sissy herself, so she's going to be some real competition to you all very soon!" The teacher laughed to herself. "So without further ado, today's lesson is Cam Whoring 101. You all have the necessary supplies in your desks, and Ally will go around the class and help you out as needed. Get to it!" I opened the drawer to my desk and noted the supplies provided: A vibrating butt plug, a realistic six inch purple suction dildo, lube, nipple clamps, and an iPad. The teacher helped explain "Class, open up the Camera app on your iPad so you can look at yourself as you get busy. Make sure you press record! We'll be reviewing these videos later to try to find improvements - or perhaps you could even give a copy to the boys if you do well enough!" I set up the iPad on the desk in front of me and opened the camera app. On the screen I saw the same, feminine sissy boy that Ally had helped create in my bathroom just that morning. I had actually forgotten about the pink bow clipped to my hair until right that moment. As Ally made her way around the room critiquing the girls, I put all the sex toys in front of me, feeling uneasy and unsure of what to do. Noticing my hesitation, Ally made a beeline toward me across the classroom with the same excited look on her face. "Lexi, what's wrong? You need to get started with your sexy little camshow you dumb slut!" she said playfully. Trying to keep my cool, I asked her in a quiet voice, "What are you doing here, are you missing another class or something?" She smiled. "Oh, this was the principals idea actually! This morning when he was butt-fucking me over his desk he told me that I should come to your class and make sure you're on the right path to be the biggest whore you can be! I think the idea really excited him, because he came inside me a TON after talking about how eager he was to get you back in his office! I almost couldn't eat it all after!" Not sure how to take such news, I looked at Ally and then around at the girls in the room who were all engaged in various levels debauchery in front of cameras of their own. I recognized that seeing so many sexual acts around me should have gotten me excited, but instead all I seemed to feel was a sense of insecurity. I whispered to Ally in my soft, high voice "I just... I'm not really sure what I should be doing. I don't really know much about this, Ally." "Awwww! My little sissy Lexi! You have nothing to worry about!" Ally said, perhaps a little too loudly for my liking. She then whispered in my ear, "You and I both know that you're a way bigger whore than any of the girls in here, so this is no big deal for a slut like you, right?" She didn't give me a chance to respond before she confirmed her own question. "Right!" Somehow, her degrading words actually made me feel confident and reassured. "I mean, what are friends for, right? I'm going to help you nail this lesson!" "So, the secret to being a good cam whore is the pacing of your act. You don't want to go right for the big finisher, right away, but instead seduce your audience by showing them what a horny bitch you are! So let's start with you taking off your shirt and bra!" Unable to resist her command, I removed my pink crop top and the lacy pink bra underneath after a minute of fighting with the strap. Ally then instructed me to sit on the chair in front of the camera. "Okay, so let's start off with something sensual... how about you rub your nipples! Your crowd is going to love that!" Like that, I moved my hands up to my nipples and began to move my fingers in a circular motion. "Not bad..." Ally encouraged looking me over, "But let's try you pinching your nipples too, and licking you lips! And if it didn't already, this should be getting you pretty riled up little missy!" she said with a laugh. I noticed as I began to pinch my nipples and lick my lips that the now too-familiar feeling of horniness was returning, now with an added emphasis in the areas I was touching on my chest. Butterflies flew in my stomach as my nipples extended and grew hard, which only encouraged me further. "Nice, that's pretty hot, slut!" Ally remarked. "Now, let's show the boys just what kind of girl you are; take off your skirt and panties and bend over in front of the camera - don't forget to spread your ass cheeks!" I was now horny enough that I didn't hesitate at her suggestions, although there was certainly still part of me that found my actions revolting. I got out of my chair and bent over with my hands spreading my cheeks to each side - giving the camera a clear view of the butt plug buried in my ass. "Ooh lovely! Stay right there, let me give you a hand!" Ally commanded, as I found myself unable to move from my compromising position. I then felt a hand land on the small of my back while another hand reached for my plug - and with one violent pull I felt my ass become empty. "Oh my god, look at your adorable little gape!" Ally remarked, as I felt the cold air from the classroom enter into my open hole and goosebumps forming on my backside. "See if you can make it wink for the camera!" Ally said with a laugh. I clenched my anus together and relaxed it in front of the camera, unsure if I was creating the desired effect. Ally let out a small cheer, which seemed to confirm that I was doing it right. "I already told you Lexi, you have such a cute butthole! It's totally made to be filled up. Let's try one of these other toys... hold this for a second." Ally approached me with my buttplug from this morning as I extended my hand to hold it. "Nice try honey! I think your audience would rather see this in your mouth for the time being." I put my hand back to my ass, as she inserted my buttplug into my mouth. Though I knew I was clean thanks to James' gift and the enema, I could help but notice the slimy, salty taste that was coating the plug. "Okay, here we go! Ready or not here it comes!" Ally announced as I felt a probe entering my backside again. Though I was still not used to the feeling, having something re-enter me was somewhat comforting after having my plug inserted all day. At that moment something changed, and I began a loud moan, muffled by the plug still in my mouth. The toy in my ass had started vibrating. "Oh, you really like that huh? Normally you'd insert this type of vibrator inside you and have it trigger when you get a tip - but today I'm going to trigger it for you myself to help encourage your performance! If you're good, I'll turn it on again!" Just like that, the plug in my ass stopped vibrating. "Now we're going to have you give us a grand finale! Take that plug out of your mouth and hold onto this dildo instead. You're going to get this nice and lubed up with spit!" Ally took the plug from my mouth and handed me the veiny suction dildo. "Hmm, needs a little something else I think..." she said while grabbing the nipple clamps. As she put each onto my chest, I let out a soft squeal noise, which made her giggle in appreciation. "You're such a funny little whore, Lexi! All right, now suck off this dildo for me - give it a good show too! Act like you did with Ron earlier today, the boys are going to love that! As a bonus, every time you deep throat it down to the balls I'll give you a vibration in your ass! Ready, set, go!" I found myself quickly moving my mouth up and down on the dildo. It helped that I had some practice on Ron earlier in the day, as the toy was roughly the same girth and length as my new 'boyfriend'. True to her word, each time my lips touched the balls of the toy I felt a *bzzt!* in my asshole, which made me clench my ass and moan. After about five minutes of this routine, Ally said it was time to finish the show. "Okay, now the best cam whores always end their show on a bang. You wouldn't want any of your viewers to get blue balls would you? I think you know where I'm going with this Lexi. It's time to show the world what a filthy butt slut you are! That toy is going up your pretty little ass!" For the first time since class started, I found myself actively fighting Ally's orders. This toy was significantly larger and wider than the plug I had been wearing, and I did not want to know how it would feel to stretch out my insides. Sensing my hesitation, Ally followed up "Come on sissy Lexi, suction that dildo to the chair! You're going to lower yourself onto it nice and slow so that everyone can see how much you love it!" After her second command, I was unable to do anything but submit. I placed the dildo in the center of the chair in front of the camera, while placing myself in a crab walk position above it: my hands on the back of the chair behind me and my feet on the edges of the seat in front of the toy. My clitty was hard and on display for all to see, though it was significantly smaller than the toy I was about to use to impale myself. Ally came over to me and yanked the vibrating plug out of my ass with a smile, forcing me to gasp loudly. "All right! Let's see you lower yourself down! It's like watching the ball drop at new years!" She laughed. "In fact, let's do a countdown!" I felt like my hole was gaping again from the vibrating plug being removed violently from my ass, but I was unable to verify that in the awkward position I was in. Ally grabbed the shaft of the dildo and placed the head of the toy so that it was nestled in the entrance of my hole. "Here we go! 10!... 9!..." With that I felt myself lowering onto the sex toy, which was stretching my ass out in a way that I knew should feel painful, but instead I found very sexually fulfilling. By the time Ally reach '1' in her countdown, I had bottomed out on the dildo, the fake testicles of the sex toy touching my own, much smaller sissy jewels. "Yay! You are such a pro at taking cock in your ass, Lexi! You are going to have the most well-used bum in the whole school soon enough! Come look everyone at how well she can butt fuck!" With that announcement, the girls in the class began to crowd around my desk, with the teacher declaring that I was a natural. "Go ahead Lexi, move up and down the shaft, show us how much of an anal whore you really are!" I began to move myself back up and down the shaft slowly, moving up until the head of the toy was barely inside and back down until I sitting on it entirely. "Faster, faster!" Ally encouraged. Soon I found myself moving up and down the toy as quickly as my body would allow, with my clitty bouncing up and down with each thrust. "You're so hot! Now, cum for your fans little Lexi!" Ally exclaimed. I felt the orgasm taking hold in me again, clenching my ass muscles against the large phallus inside me and spurting out more watery sissy juice onto my stomach and the floor in front of me. I let out a loud scream as I had my best sissygasm yet. When I finished, I awkwardly slipped the dildo out of my ass and instinctively scooped up the jizm on my stomach with my finger for me to eat. Realizing I needed a way to end things before Ally had other ideas, I then blew a kiss to the camera, winked, and turned off the iPad. "Wow, did you come up with that last part yourself? You're a natural!" Ally stated as she hugged me. "Also, I could tell you really enjoyed that orgasm more than the others - there's no doubt about it. You're an anal queen at heart! I'm definitely going to make sure people know that your specialty is ass fucking around here! Now come along and get dressed, the class is almost over." As I was getting ready to go, the teacher came by with an assessment sheet, with a large "A+" written on it. "That was quite the performance today Lexi! I'm going to make sure the boys all get a copy of that video tonight. If they weren't thinking of you before, there's no doubt about it now: tonight all the boys are going to be jerking off to your sweet rear end! You've earned it!" Ally followed up, "She just can't help it! She was made to be a slut!" while slapping my ass again. Heading out, I only had one more class on the agenda today: gym. I parted ways with Ally at the entrance to the gym after she congratulated me again for my sex ed performance and informed me that everything I needed for the class was already in my pink backpack. As I walked into the gymnasium, I heard a commanding female voice shout from the corner of the room: "Hey sissy! Where do you think you're going? Go get changed, pronto!" The voice belonged to what must have been my gym teacher, only she didn't exactly come across as I would have imagined. Instead of the stereotypical butch woman in loose athletic gear, my teacher was instead a slender brunette in her late twenties dressed in what can only be described as a stripper outfit - complete with fishnets, high heels, a tight G string and a pushup bra to show off her enormous fake breasts. "On the double sissy!" She ordered again, as I quickly ran past her into the girls' locker room with my backpack in hand. Inside, I noticed all of the girls were changing into very similar outfits of their own, with personal touches here and there like tassles, fake glasses, and other sexual items. "Oh hey girls look who it is! Our favorite little sissy!" Said a familiar voice in the locker room. Turning my head, I saw that Sarah, the girl who degraded me earlier in the bathroom, was now in the same gym class as me. I just couldn't catch a break with her. I opened my backpack to find a stripper outfit of my own, and packed my other clothes back into my backpack and put the whole kit in an empty locker. Now dressed, I quickly hurried back out to the gymnasium so I wouldn't catch any unwanted attention from the girls who resented me. In the far corner of the gym was a section with a lower ceiling, and what seemed to be over 20 poles extending down to the floor. "All right, listen up ladies! Today we're going to continue with our pole dancing lessons! I want to see you really grind on that thing! Follow my lead, come on!" What followed was another half an hour of me awkwardly trying to keep up with the athletics of the girls in the class, but I kept stumbling in my very high heels. Eventually I found I was able to keep rhythm only by keeping to simpler moves, like shoving the bar between my ass cheeks and sliding up and down to rhythm. I found this to be one of the only positions I could reliably maintain, and soon the girls began to point and laugh at my ineptitude. When class was winding down, the teacher made us all fall into a huddle. "All right ladies, good work today. Hey sissy - Lexi, right? You've got to do a lot better next time if you ever expect to pass this class. You must give one hell of a blowjob if you managed to convince the principal you belonged in my lesson." I didn't know what to say, but I felt embarrassed anyways. "Okay, next lesson we're going to have a volunteer boy in here to practice lap dances. Don't be late!" The girls squealed in excitement at the news. "Now, go hit the showers! That includes YOU, little sissy!" Back in the locker room the girls all began to strip down and take showers. I sheepishly undressed and made my way over to the tiled room, hoping I could sneak in and out quickly without being noticed. That hope didn't last long, however, as I was quickly spotted by the girl who had been bullying me, Sarah. "Oh hey, the little sissy really must have worked up a sweat rubbing that pole up and down her ass, huh girls!" The girls all snickered. "I think she deserves to cool off a bit, huh? We already know how much you love being a bidet you sissy fag, but the question remains: how are you as a toilet?" Before I was able to yell any objections, she shoved me to the floor of the showers and stood above me with her naked body. I tried to sit back up as my ass hit the floor, but found that I was immediately met with a warm, sour stream of liquid around my mouth - she had started to piss on my face. "Oh how do you like that you dumb sissy? Does that taste good? Tell me you love how it tastes." Seeing the crowd of girls around me, I felt I had no choice but to play along if I wanted to get out alive. "I love how your piss tastes on my mouth." I said softly as her stream continued to run down my face. "What? Say that louder you stupid faggot!" She taunted. "I love the way your piss tastes in my mouth!" I repeated loudly. "Good." she said while giving an evil smile. "Because I think each girl here is going to want a turn pissing on you too." One by one each girl came by to squat over my face and piss on me, which I thanked them for. By the time the last one had finished, I was lying on the floor with my makeup running down my face, crying in a puddle of urine. When all the girls had left, I remained lying on the tile floor of the showers for what must have been another 20 minutes, too scared to get up and stumble upon more examples the everyday debauchery of James' twisted sex town. It was then that Ally came into the locker room. "There you are Lexi! Oh - what's wrong?" She picked me up from the floor and looked me over. "Oh did the girls give you a little piss bath? Don't worry Lexi, I know that's hard at first. But you do get used to it! I've been drinking piss for a long time now, and it's really not so bad! So give me a smile!" Despite feeling horrified with the context of what she just told me (she drinks piss?!) I couldn't help but follow her order and smile through my running makeup. "That's better!" Ally said gleefully. "Now, let's fix your makeup and get out of here! You and I are going to the mall for some shopping, and we're going to have so. much. fun!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------- Part 4: After School Special Ally and I stood on the curb in front of our high school, waiting for James to arrive and pick us up. Just a few minutes earlier, she had come to pick me off of the floor of the girls' showers, still covered in the piss of the girls who had spent the remainder of their last period trying to humiliate me after gym. She helped me get up, quickly rinse myself off in the shower, then get dressed again with new clothes. When I was putting on my outfit that Ally had helped me pick out earlier in the day, I noticed that she had also changed at some point as well. She made an offhand comment about how she always brought a few changes of clothes, seeing how her outfits were usually ruined by the boys part way through a day. "That's why it's just sooo fun to go shopping!" she stated, before texting James and bringing me out to the curb. As we stood outside the school we received a similar public treatment to what we had experienced that morning. Boys were certainly not shy to come up to us and tell us all what kinds of dirty things they would like to do to us, usually while grabbing a handful of our chests or bottoms above our clothes. While this made me nervous, Ally seemed to revel in the attention as she played along with each of the boys. She even seemed to seriously consider taking them up on their offers, before remembering that she shouldn't keep James waiting and promising a raincheck. Eventually, James' sports car rolled up next to us announcing itself with a couple of quick honks to get our attention. "Oh hey, look who it is! How was your second first day of school, Lexi? Anything exciting happen?" James asked mockingly as Ally and I entered his car. I was ignoring his question in protest (I wasn't directly ordered to reply), but Ally was quick to fill him in on all the details. "Oh, Daddy you were so right about our little sissy Lexi here! She was a real natural on her first day! She's a really good at dick sucking and riding dildos!" James turned around for a moment and smirked "Oh yeah, your teacher sent me over a video of you really going to town in front of a webcam, Lex. I made sure to post it online and tag both your new and old names. I'm sure all of the college admissions people are going to love what comes up when they google you - I honestly don't know if that will help or hurt your chances!" An internal rage ignited inside me toward James, though I felt like crying. I had been so worried about my short term embarrassment that I hadn't even considered how James would try to punish me on a longer scale. Years of straight As and extracurricular activity would probably do nothing to save my college applications after they saw the type of humiliating activities I was now taking part in. Ally was wiggling her hips against the car seat, something she seemed to do often when she was excited. "Mhmm! That's not all Lexi has been up to though, she even has a new little boyfriend: Ron Davidson!" Upon hearing this news, James let out a loud guffaw and continued to laugh for at least another minute before he could speak again. "Oh my god that's so good! I'm crying! Little Lexi running around with her little teen love, Ron Davidson! I mean, Ron Davidson for Christ's sake!" He put up another short fit of laughter, which ended with him wiping a tear from his eye. "Tell me Lexi, and you can't lie: what do you think of your new boyfriend?" As my cheeks were burning red I tried to keep my lips pressed together to deny him the satisfaction, but couldn't help but blurting it all out in my girly voice "I never noticed before today, but Ron is dreamy and handsome. I'd really love to make him happy and please him however I can." James laughed once more and looked at Ally with a smile. "Oh, you've really outdone yourself this time Ally, well done." Ally beamed with pride at the compliment as James put the car in gear and began to go toward the mall, stifling a few laughs as he did so. When we got to the mall, James motioned for us to get out of the car. "Okay you little whores - I'll come back and pick you up in a few hours. Have fun!" As we began to walk away he yelled again "Ally, make sure you teach her all your favorites!" Ally replied by blowing him a kiss, before skipping ahead of me and guiding me into the mall. "Okay, so we've got a lot to do here today so we had better get started! We've got to move fast, so you can't make any complaints, okay? First off, we're going to go get manicures!" I wanted to groan at the suggestion, but found I was unable to do so because of her command. I opted to simply remain silent - after all, this was far from the worst thing that had happened to me that day. Once we arrived at the salon, Ally decided that we should both get our nails done in neon pink color. She commented to me that she found herself getting her nails done more or less each week because her manicures "could only last so many handjobs." The workers at the nail salon could easily overhear Ally as she went on about her daily sexual activities in a loud, almost proud, voice. Though I was embarrassed, I could do nothing to ask her to keep her voice down or change the subject, likely because I was not allowed to complain. Instead I just sat next to her and nodded my head as we received judgmental stares from the staff. Once our nails were all set, Ally informed me of the next stop on our little adventure: piercings. I had never done any modifications to myself before, and the idea of making a permanent change to my body like a piercing seemed revolting. Even if I could try to forget about the awful things I had been forced to that day, it would be hard to ignore a reminder permanently made somewhere on my body. Ally clearly did not have the same feelings on the subject: she had a number of tattoos in suggestive places on her body from what I had seen, as well as piercings on at least her ears. I had not seen her breasts or much of her tongue yet, but I wouldn't have been surprised to see piercings there as well. As we entered into the shop, Ally started talking to the very heavily tattooed clerk behind the counter. "Hey there! So today is my friend's first time getting a piercing! We were thinking of just starting with an ear piercing, but maybe a nose and belly button piercing would be fun too!" The tattoo clerk looked at me hungrily for a second before turning back to Ally. "All right, if your little sissy whore friend wants to get some piercings that'll be fine by me. I'll just add the charges onto your account, Miss Cartwright. I will, however, need to hear her personally consent to the changes done." He turned back to me. "Do you want to get these piercings, Miss?" I tried to think of some kind of loophole, a way that I could answer the question negatively without complaining. I froze for a moment, trying to quickly think of the best way out of this situation - if I could stop the piercings, then maybe it would derail the other plans Ally had for this evening... maybe I could even escape! As I was thinking this over, I saw Ally wave to me silently from the corner of my eye. When I looked over, our eyes met and I realized I was back in a kind of trance with her as my heart sank. I was like a deer in headlights as she mouthed the words to me with a smile: 'Yes, you agree.' I dejectedly turned my attention back to the tattoo artist and meekly said "Yes sir, I agree." Ally gave me a thumbs up and another smile. The tattoo clerk got out from behind his desk and put up a 'Ring Bell for Service' sign before saying to me, "All right then, let's get started. Head into the back room and take off your shirt." As the clerk walked ahead of us, Ally grabbed my hand and whispered into my ear, "Sorry about that... I forgot he had to ask that! You should just say "yes" to anything else I suggest tonight for you, okay?" Shit, there went my chances for escape. The piercings hurt more than I would have expected, but I was forced to give no reaction as the hot needle moved through my skin because of the 'no complaints' command I had received. After the process was finished, Ally helped pick out small jewelry that would be placed in each of my new holes. It was certainly a very feminine touch. Ally looked me up and down on the chair "Oh wow Lexi, you're really looking super cute with that new jewelry in! It didn't take too long either!" She then checked her phone for the time, before continuing, "In fact, we actually have a bit more time than I thought. How much longer do you think it would take to do a lower back tattoo?" She asked, turning toward the shop worker. "You mean a tramp stamp? Maybe another hour depending on what you want," He stated nonchalantly. "Yeah! How about something like this?" Ally replied as she turned around and lifted the back of her shirt, revealing a cursive tramp stamp that stated 'SLUT'. I suddenly became a lot more nervous. Piercings were one thing, but a tattoo? My eyes darted back and forth in horror between the shop worker and Ally as they discussed my future new ink above me. "You want one just like that on your friend here?" The shop worker asked. "Sort of, do you mind if I draw it for you? Lexi, stay right there." Ally went to the desk in the corner of the room with the shop worker and began sketching on a piece of paper. I was unable to see what she was drawing from where I was forced to sit, but eventually the worker began to nod and stated, "Yeah, I think we could do that. Miss, are you okay with getting a tattoo done on you today as well?" He had turned to me to ask for my consent again. Without knowing anything about it, I was forced to reply in the same, meek manner. "Yes sir, I agree." Ally jumped up and down hearing the news, her breasts wobbling with each bounce as she rushed over to me with her drawing in hand. "Okay, so I had, like, a great idea when I thought about what kind of tattoo you could get. Since you and I are sissy besties, I thought we should get tattoos that are very similar - but with a key difference! First off, my tattoo is done in all black lettering, but I thought that yours should be a combination of black, pink, and purple to really help set you apart. Also, do you remember this afternoon when you were putting on your cam show and you went crazy on that dildo? I told you I was going to let everyone know that your specialty was ass-fucking... and I think this tattoo will really help! Check it out!" Ally placed the drawing down in front of me, and to my horror I saw it looked exactly like hers, but with one major difference. Mine would read 'BUTT SLUT'. "Ooh aren't you excited! Let's get this done quick, we've still got a lot of things to get done today!" The tattoo worker came over to me and instructed me to lie on my stomach and present my lower back. I first lowered my skirt and panties down just a little below my ass crack, but Ally was quick to step in. "Hey you dumb sissy! How is he supposed to work if he can't access the canvas! Show your whole ass for him!" Following her order, I pulled my panties down below my ass so that everything was in plain view, including my pink butt plug. The tattoo worker grinned and said, "Well hey little missy, that's quite the ass you have there, isn't it?" Ally let out a giggle and winked at him, presumably on my behalf. The worker was giving me eyes when we first entered the shop, but I never thought I'd be bent over a chair with him giving me a tattoo just a half hour later. He put on his rubber sanitary gloves and got to work on my tattoo. As much as I thought the piercings hurt, the little needle from the tattoo gun was worse. He began on the area just above my ass crack with a stenciling of his tattoo, before moving in for some shading. As he was working, I noticed that his hand kept brushing up against my plug, which sent a small shock of pleasure down my clitty. At first this happened infrequently, but then began to occur multiple times in a minute. Was he doing this on purpose, the pervert? Ally noticed my confusion and bent down to whisper again in my ear. "Oh yeah - this tattoo worker can be a little handsy, I forgot to mention it. Who can blame him with your ass sticking out in the open like that, right?" she said with a little giggle. "He's used to me letting him kind of do whatever, so just go with it, okay?" I gulped hard hearing that last part - what was he going to try with me? As he continued with the shading on my tattoo he eventually made a comment. "Okay, I've tried to ignore it so far, but it's making things hard to work. This plug has to go." Ally was quick to reply. "Oh, okay! Let me get that for you!" she said as she pulled the plug from my ass. Similar to how I felt in the classroom, it seemed as though there was a cool air on my behind. I wondered if I was gaping, as I suddenly felt much more vulnerable. "Oh, great. That's much better," the tattoo artist commented as he continued working. He was able to keep up his shading for only about another five minutes before inventing another complaint. "Yeah, we've got another problem here ladies. Her sissy ass is just wobbling too much every time I move the gun. I'm going to need hold onto it however I can to keep things even here - do you mind Miss?" I turned my head to see the tattoo worker giving me a wicked grin. Ally's advice to 'just go with it' echoed in my head despite my better judgment, and I replied softly "Okay, but please be gentle." The tattoo worker laughed a bit to himself and stated, "I don't see why I'd have to be gentle with self- proclaimed butt slut!" With that I felt him grab my ass cheek with one hand while continuing the tattoo with another. I would have been fine with this position, only he kept making things worse. "Ally, do you mind bringing me some lubricant? You've always got to make sure things are nice and moisturized with a tattoo." Ally quickly got up from her chair and brought back a bottle of cocoa butter for the tattoo artist. "Help me just put some on my hand then," he requested, as I heard the bottle of lotion squirt onto his gloved hand. When he resumed his work, I felt him first start on the shading again but was confused - where was the lotion he was going to use? His gloved hand against my back was still dry. It was when his other hand grabbed my ass again that I had my answer - he had lubricated the tips of his fingers. "Okay you little butt slut, I'm going to have to hold onto you pretty tight on this one," he said as I felt his lubed middle finger enter my asshole. I wanted to cry or scream out, but all I let out was another feminine "Yip!" as he moved his finger in and out of my ass. He let out a soft chuckle and commented, "Hey miss, are you sure you're a friend of Ally's? Because your ass is crazy tight!" Though I felt violated, I couldn't help but feel very turned on, as each thrust of his finger made my clitty spasm a little more until it was hard. After a few minutes of me softly moaning with his finger inside me, he introduced a second finger into the probing, which he shoved in and out of me even more forcefully. Ally applauded me during each step of this process and took photos and videos of me bent over being finger banged up my ass, to help remember my first tattoo. She promised she would send me a link after she posted them on the school's message board. I was beginning to feel really stretched out and close to cumming as he stopped the tattoo gun and announced, "All right, your tattoo is looking pretty good." He did not remove his fingers from my ass, however, but instead kept moving them inside and out more slowly. "So how about you and your little butt slut friend help repay me a little, Miss Cartwright?" Ally giggled moved across the chair toward the tattoo worker. "Oh, I think that can be arranged." Keeping track of time, Ally agreed to give the tattoo artist a handjob while he continued to finger my hole. I began to grind into his fingers and meet his thrusts in a deparate attempt to get myself off, but found myself unable to get over the edge. Ally began to stroke him faster while the tattoo worker started to moan loudly. "Oh, fuck. Take my cum you stupid whores!" He came on my back as his fingers continued to penetrate me. Ally giggled again while using her tongue to clean off any remaining cum from his penis. She was about to lick the cum off my back as he removed his fingers from me, but was told to stop. "Remember you sluts, you have to keep that thing moisturized!" Realization seemed to hit Ally as she instead began to work the cum into my new, sore tattoo, remarking "Lexi, you have got to see how nice this ink looks on you. I don't know if any guys are going to be able to keep in their pants when they see this hot tramp stamp on display!" With that, she thanked the tattoo worker and told him to add the cost of the day's visit to her tab. Ally quickly grabbed my plug off the table and shoved it back inside me. I got dressed again, pulling up my panties and skirt and putting my shirt on my back, which was still wet with fresh cum. I was frustrated that I didn't get to cum myself - was it because I didn't cause his orgasm directly? Was Ally trying to ruin my fun by getting that fat dick to cum without my help? If I had been able to turn around and give his cock a few strokes maybe I could have been the one to get him off, or even catch some tasty jizz in my mouth when he came. Just the thought of his long, meaty... I paused for a second to process my last thought. Oh god, was I starting to think like her? This oversexed little teenage wet dream that James created? No, no, I couldn't let that happen! We began to walk back into the mall area, with these terrifying new questions still floating around in my head. Back in the mall, Ally checked her phone and frowned. "Oh darn, we don't have time to get our bikini waxes done. You'll just have to make sure to shave yourself really well down there tomorrow instead!" I nodded knowing that I would have little choice in the matter, but relieved to not have try something as painful as waxing. Instead, Ally and I went to the makeup store and filled up a basket with all of the tools I would need to 'look my sissy best.' I mostly just followed along and nodded my head, unaware of how to use most of the items. Ally promised that she would show me more makeup fundamentals later on, but that I should just use what I had learned from our session that morning to give myself a reliable look. I didn't actually want to know anything more about makeup, but I had been ordered to pay attention and was therefore trying very hard not to forget anything. With a bag full of makeup supplies, Ally and I headed into the women's section of a trendy clothing store. I had shopped there a few times as a boy, but didn't find most of their clothing to be to my liking. Walking in with Ally, we went right past my usual section and into the dimly lit area in the back. There she helped me find different feminine tops and bottoms, primarily clothing that was designed to show off my admittedly slim midriff. The shorts and skirts that she selected were all very short, to the point where the lower portion of my ass cheeks were hanging out of the bottom. It seemed like we were intentionally picking clothing that was too small, but I was unable to voice complaints and was still forced to just 'say yes' to whatever she suggested. We left with a selection of the most risque styles offered by the store, clothing far more daring than I had seen girls on from my old town. I wondered if the store was ordering more provocative styles because of demand from the town's abundance of seductive young women, or if we had just gotten 'lucky' with the offerings they had in stock. Ally really seemed to enjoy dressing me up in girl's clothing, and excitedly led us into the lingerie store of the mall. There we sorted through bins of panties and filled up a basket with what must have been at least 25 different pairs. Ally made sure to steer clear of any varieties of underwear that could be described as modest - no boyshorts, masculine colors, etc. Most of the pairs she picked out for me were pink and skimpy - at least half were either a thong or g-string. When we were satisfied that I had enough panties, she brought me over to the bra section. There we gathered about ten or so different bras for me to try on, most of which contained a generous amount of padding. Ally gave the bag of bras and ordered me to try each of them on in a changing room. Now alone in the changing room, I found myself having a difficult time removing the bra that Ally had given me that morning. This was certainly a skill that I would need to practice if I was expected to actually wear these - not that I wanted to, of course. The first bra I put on was a red lacy pushup bra. Once it was on I was able to admire myself in the mirror; though I didn't have any breasts the bra helped create the illusion that my chest had a pronounced feminine definition to it. I opened the door of the changing room to show Ally, who was waiting outside. "Oh, look at you! It looks like little Lexi just may have some budding titties after all!" She encouraged with a smile. I wasn't really sure how to reply to that comment, so I simply smiled back at her. "Oh, I wanted to show you this," Ally said as she held up a black strapless bra that she must have grabbed while I was changing. "What do you think of this sexy little number?" I looked at the garment in her hand. The patterns in the lace looked to be pretty similar to what Ally was already wearing, and the cups were clearly much larger than any of the items I had been trying on. "It's cute." I replied, not really knowing the proper way to judge a bra. "Isn't it pretty close to what you're already wearing though?" Ally looked at the bra for a second, then at her own chest, before stuffing the bra back into the bag. "Oh... right. Yeah, I guess I've got one pretty similar already. You like it though, right?" Not sure again how to respond I simply nodded my head in agreement. "Oh yeah, I mean, it looks pretty nice I guess. Definitely too big for me." Ally gave me a big smile at the news. "Right, okay, great! Now go back in there and try on the rest of your bras! I'm going to keep looking around, so you don't have to show me each one." I turned back around and headed into the changing room to try on my remaining nine bras. Removing each one and putting on a new one remained a struggle to the point where I developed a strategy of hooking the straps beforehand and sliding the whole thing over my head. As I was in the middle of my bra marathon, I heard the door of the changing room next to me slam shut. I could clearly hear the muffled voices of a man and a girl in the adjacent room as they talked dirty to one another. Not long after, I heard rhythmic banging coming through the wall, alongside masculine and feminine moans with each thrust. As I was trying on my last bra, I heard the guy yell out "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," as the girl replied, "Please please cum inside me!" After the orgasmic moans ceased, I heard the quieter sounds of zippers being re-zipped and the door re- open to the outside. Just then, I heard a knock on my door. "Hey Lexi? Are you finished in there?" As I opened the door I saw Ally standing outside, her cheeks burning red and a look of contentment plastering her face. Was she the one being rammed in the changing room next to mine? "Oh great, there you are. Come with me - I wanted to show you something." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the checkout counter of the lingerie store, and asked that our selections be kept aside for us. She then led us outside the store and down the mall corridor until we arrived to a long hallway with bathrooms in it. She led us into a single room 'family' bathroom, closing and locking the door. She put her back to the door, stared at me, and smiled. Her face was still flushed red, but she was now breathing heavily and giving me a hungry look as her breasts moved up and down with each breath. "So... I just got a text from James," she said with a seductive smile on her face. She opened her purse and pulled out her phone, before showing it to me. On the screen there was a new text from James that read: "Hey my little slut. Hope you're having fun at the mall with your new friend. I know it's been a while since we added any new conditions to your programming, but I know how much fun you have when I change things up. Anyways, have fun ;)" Below that there was another screenshot of his Hypnosis App, which read "Ally loves to share cum she has gathered with her friend Lexi. Nothing turns her on more than the idea of Lexi eating cum out of her." I looked back up at Ally with a feeling of dismay, but her eyes were still locked on mine in a lusty gaze. Her breathing remained heavy and her cheeks were still flushed red with excitement. "Oh Lexi, as soon as I read that I could not stop thinking about how hot it would be for you to eat some cum right out of my asshole. So when you were trying on your bras I grabbed the man closest to the store and had him fuck me in the dressing room next to yours." I wasn't surprised to hear it was her in the adjacent changing room, but her motivation for doing so scared and repulsed me. "He wasn't too much to look at: middle-aged, fat, balding, but he had a pretty big dick! Oh and I don't know if he's ever been with someone like me before... he came in me so much!" Ally was getting closer and closer to me as I tried to look away in order to not encourage her. It was then I noticed her purse was still open on the floor, and inside was her large buttplug - which had apparently not been put back inside her after her sex session. "So, I was thinking - what are sissy besties for, right? I should really help introduce you to sissydom by sharing some cum..." I wanted to run away or tell her to stop, but I was limited by my previous commands of not complaining and only saying yes. I was trapped. Ally then said what I had been dreading between heavy breaths: "Lexi, lie down on the floor and open your mouth." Part of the old me wondered how clean the bathroom floor was that I was about to lie down on, but I knew it was probably not the dirtiest thing I had done that day anyways. As I lay down on the floor on my back, I saw Ally in my peripheral vision quickly slipping down her shorts and thong, revealing her large, bare ass and little clitty. "You probably guessed from reading that text, but I didn't eat the cum from my ass- fucking yet... I've saved it for you and me!" She then stood directly over me, blocking out the ceiling light as she lowered her legs until she was squatting directly over my face. Her abused hole looked much the same as it did this morning, a long meaty slit, but was now more red from wear. It appeared slick with cum. "Oh my god, Lexi, this is so hot. You don't even know!" She got in position until her hole was directly over my mouth gave me another command. "Lexi, catch as much cum as you can for me, okay? But don't swallow just yet!" With that, she cried out a loud, girly whimper and began to push. Beneath her, I could see her slit pucker a couple of times before a long, slimy bit of cum leaked out of her rear and landed directly into my waiting mouth. Her hole remained slightly agape for a moment as she continued to push out this stream of jizz. Her balance over me wasn't perfect, however, which resulted in the stream going in and out of my mouth a few times, onto my chin, my lips, and a little even went in my nose. Given her command, however, I made sure not to gag or swallow. The initial stream of cum seemed to end as Ally continued to whimper and moan above me. "Oh Lexi, you're such a good slut. I've got more for you even deeper..." She pushed again on her hole, which pucked a few more times as bubbles of cum formed around her slit. A loud eruption of cum bursted out of her and splattered all over my face. This happened twice more before her ass seemed to be drained entirely of semen, with only a light spray spewing onto my mouth every few pushes. Realizing she was finished she then began to moan loudly as though she were about to cum. She lowered her ass directly on top of me so that she was sitting over my mouth. "Oh my God, I'm going to cum! Eat the cum in my ass Lexi! Eat it you sissy whore!" I kept my mouth open and tried to lick as much as I could around her sphincter as she had a violent orgasm on top of me. When she finished rocking back and forth on my face, she stood up and instructed me to do the same, her knees still shaking. "Wow, I haven't cum that hard in a long time. Having a sissy besty is so awesome!" She approached me and gave me a hug. "I'm so happy we get to be best friends like this! Let's do that again all the time!" She then began to scoop up the cum that was on my face and put it in her mouth. "Oh yeah, go ahead and swallow what's in your mouth, you've earned it!" Grimacing, I swallowed the slimy load of cum still in my mouth, resenting the fact that I found it so delicious. I turned to the paper towel dispenser and started to clean up the mess on my face and neck, but was stopped by Ally. "Oh no, James is waiting for us outside! You don't want to make him mad - there's no time to clean up. In fact, I bet he'll think it's pretty hot that you're such a mess... I know he loves it when I'm a dirty girl!" I looked back in the mirror, humiliated knowing that James would see me as a glossy, sticky mess. Ally shoved the plug from her purse back inside her asshole and said "After all, it's all totally clean anyways thanks to Daddy's morning gift! Those were just cum farts I was spewing all over you face, nothing else! You'll see quickly that cum farts are just another part of the life of an anal slut!" She then opened the door, which had at least half a dozen men gathered outside. "Lexi, looks like our moaning drew a crowd! Excuse us guys, but we've got to go buy a couple of bras before meeting up with my daddy! Come along Lexi!" With that command, I walked through the gauntlet of smirking men outside the restroom, my face and neck still coated in cum from Ally's rectum. We quickly made our way back to the lingerie store and purchased our bras before going back out to the curb and meeting James in his sports car. Upon seeing me, he laughed. "Oh, I see you and Ally already got to enjoy my new command, huh? You can tell she's always super eager - you could learn a few things from her Lexi!" Ally beamed at the compliment as James continued to laugh. "All right, it's been a really big day for everyone. We're going to go back to Lexi's place for a little celebration you two!" Ally cheered and clapped her hands, but I instead was having trouble hiding my confusion. James caught on to this. "Oh Lexi, did you think you were the only one trying new things today? No no! Tons has been going on. You'll learn all about it at the party!"