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Big U Pride Ch. 03: The Squad Forms Remember to check on parts 1 and 2 before you read this! Also, please rate and review my stories! I love hearing feedback from readers! If you have suggestions, just send them right along! Maybe your suggestion will be featured in a future chapter... ________________ Most days at the campus health center were typically light affairs. Usually it's the routine knee sprain for the athlete who comes in from practice, or the emergency pregnancy test for a girl who partied too hard over the weekend. The center was staffed with nurses from local hospitals who wanted to make extra money on the side. Ever since college benefactor Dirk Diamond donated an extension to the health center, however, more and more students were showing up. They tended to be a specific sort. Namely, all men. And not just that, but all athletes of the school's premier teams. The center was named "The Diamond Center for Athletic Wellness" and it was by all rights a decked out spa. Athletes could enjoy a number of services, including massage therapy, cryotherapy, and saunas. Every week, an acupuncture specialist would be flown in to provide some Eastern medicine remedies. Every Friday, however, the health center would shut down to students. Only the Diamond Center would be open, but just to those athletes and special guests. Most people walked by the center not aware of what was going on inside, assuming it was physical therapy work to help athletes prepare for the weekend games. And in many ways, it was physical therapy. Or at least I liked to think of myself as a physical therapist in a sense. I wasn't majoring in PT, but I had developed several useful skills in getting athletes physically ready for their big weekend games. And that's how I ended up working my regular Friday afternoon shift at the Diamond Center. This happened to be one of our busiest shifts yet, with several teams about to engage in big games that weekend. The football team needed a win against Downstate to clinch a spot in the playoffs; the baseball team was entering the championship to win the pennant; and the basketball team was about face our rivals at State. No surprise, but these boys had practiced hard that week and were paying the price by week's end. They were all ready to get some help from the Diamond Center for Athletic Wellness and all who worked there. "I've never seen it so swollen before." He looked worried. And that was not the look you'd expect on the face of the captain of the basketball team. "I agree," I said, doing my inspection. "This might be one of the most swollen I've seen here at the Center." "It just built up over the week," said the basketball player, Kent Longmore. "I mean, I guess this is what happens when you don't care of it early." "You are correct there," I responded. He had a point. "This is why we always recommend that you take care of swelling early, before it can get this bad. We have a number of services that can help with this, even outside the Center." "Well, what can we do about it now?" he asked. "I can't play in this shape tomorrow, and it's the biggest game of the season so far. It's State! Our biggest rival! Plus Coach says that there'll be pro scouts there. This could be the moment I make it pro." "I couldn't agree more," I said, giving my conclusion. "You certainly cannot go out on the court tomorrow with this." "Well, what are you gonna do about it?" Kent asked me. "Well, first let me see what the blood pressure is. High blood pressure is bad for you and you can't have that before your big game." I grabbed the blood pressure cuff and wrapped it around his appendage and pumped it up. As it puffed up, Kent moaned, "Ohhhhh." He closed his eyes and laid back on the exam table. "Oh wow," I said. "Look at these numbers. The pressure on this thing is so high! This is a real emergency!" "Oh yeah?" Kent asked. "Oh yes! We need to get the pressure down quickly or you could suffer!" "Then please," Kent pleaded. "Help me get the pressure down!" I'll have to use extraordinary measures to do this. I quickly unbuttoned my blouse and exposed my bra-encased tits to him. "Please, look at these, it'll help the process go faster!" I said. I stripped off the blood pressure cuff quickly and grabbed the cock that it was just wrapped around. It stood proudly 9 inches tall, it's veins prominent and angry coursing from base to just under the helmet cockhead. That cockhead flared and pulsed, almost pulsing with frustration. This thing head been left untended for far too long. No wonder this guy couldn't concentrate on the worthy job of playing basketball for our team. This is why the school needed us, needed me. How could we expect to win championships of our best players had this much pent-up frustration? These men needed release so they could perform at the highest level! I stroked it quickly, knowing that wouldn't be enough but I needed to get this going. "Your girlfriend should have been taking care of this sooner!" I said to him as I stroked his meaty member. "She's such a prude! She's been studying for midterms all week and hasn't come over in days. What, am I expected to just masturbate that whole time?" "Of course not!" I responded. "Alpha men like you should never have to masturbate! There must always be a willing hand, mouth, pussy or ass ready to take your seed whenever you need. It's basic biology." "Thank you!" he said. "I tried telling her that, but she blew me off, no pun intended. Doesn't she understand that I'm under a lot of stress?" "I'm glad you came here, sir," I said to him. "Alphas like you shouldn't suffer that kind of treatment. We here at the Diamond Center for Athletic Wellness know that Alpha needs come first, and we are ready to serve those needs 24/7." "Thank God for Dirk Diamond and this place. I don't think we'd win a game without the services you provide," Kent said. I blushed. "That makes me so proud to hear, sir." I returned to the task at hand (pun INTENDED), as I stroked his cock. "No time to waste!" I said. I lowered my mouth onto his cock and got to work. Up and down I went, stroking with my hand and bobbing with my mouth. This wasn't to be the achingly long wet BJs that I'd do on a normal day on campus. This was to be fast and easy, something to pop him off as quickly as I could so he wouldn't have to suffer his case of blue balls any longer than he already did. "Oh fuck that's so damn good, so fuckin' wet!" he said. I adjusted my stance, standing wider in my white skirt with my feet in heels set apart as I stood and this man laid down on the table. My white nurse's hat bobbled as I sucked him off. My blouse was wide open and my C-cup tits were held in a red bra that jiggled as I did my work. This went on for a couple minutes, with Kent moaning loudly as I tonguebathed his meat. I knew I had to move faster. So I grabbed his hands and placed them on my tits. "Here," I said in between licks of his shaft. "Play with these." He mauled my breasts with gusto, squeezing tight as I swallowed his cock again. Thankfully the surgeon who gave me these breasts made it such that any sort of manipulation sent pleasurable lightning bolts through me. Whether it was a nipple twist, a tit mashing, or even the lightest breeze against my areolas, I would get zipped with warmth and pleasure. Don't get me started on how amazing it feels to have a cock wrapped in between them... My tits did the trick. I could feel his cock tense up and his hands left my breasts and grabbed the sides of the table. "Fuck you fuckin' cumslut oh fuck!" he shouted. If only I had a penny for every time someone yelled that at me. His cock throbbed mightily and then jets of cum burst out of it, right onto my tongue and down my hungry throat. He had 10 shots in all of hot creamy cum that he deposited in my eager mouth. He gave a loud groan and laid back, spent. I swished his cum around in my mouth, savoring the taste and texture, and swallowed it all. "Mmmmm," I groaned. Nothing like a protein shake to get your day going. "Wow, I feel so much better," he said. "I'm ready to destroy State tomorrow." "I'm so glad to hear that, sir!" I said, beaming up at him with my blouse open and tits on display. His hands had made imprints on them. "That was exactly what I needed. Wow, you sissy CheerBois are something else. Don't know what we'd do without you." "It's our pleasure and our purpose to serve you," I said, repeating a line I'd said countless times. "I'll tell Lana that you were exceptional," he said, as he hopped up off the table and pulled up his pants. "Thank you, sir," I said. "And may I add something," I continued. "Yes, sissy?" Kent said, grabbing his sports duffel bag. "I noticed you cum today was on the thinner side, not as thick and creamy as I'd like it someone with a big game tomorrow. May I recommend a diet of watermelon and mango tonight?" "Damn, you know your stuff, Britney. Yeah, sure, I'll eat some tonight." "Thank you, sir! And one more thing," I said. He looked back at me as he almost walked out the door. "Yeah, sissy?" he asked. "Well, I'm concerned that your condition will return sooner than is safe. After all, an Alpha like you stores much more cum than can be spent in one session. So I'd like to make you an appointment tomorrow morning before your game. Just show up any time tomorrow morning to the Beta house and bring this," I scribbled on the back of a piece of pink paper. I handed him the pink slip of paper. He read it out loud. "Sissy CheerBoi Prescription," And he read on the back where I had written on it, "Pre-game treatment." "You can choose any of the CheerBois in the house to give you the pre- game treatment. A mix of a rubdown and tongue bath of your cock. I think it'll be exactly what you need to get you in fighting shape for your game. "I'm definitely using this. Can I use it to get Sissy Jada to treat me?" Oh gosh, everyone loved Jada. "Of course, sir! You can have any Sissy who is in the house at that time." "Well, tell Jada to get ready for me bright and early tomorrow!" he said, and left, shutting the door behind him. I was a little disappointed. Why did it always feel like all the Alphas lusted after Sissy Jada? I mean, I get it, she has an amazing ass and is a twerk queen. But wasn't I voted CockTeaser Champion for two months in a row? The door opened up again, and it was Kent. "But hey, Britney. Just cuz I'm gonna get Jada to treat me before the game, doesn't mean that I won't be looking for you at the afterparty. I've been meaning to sample that ass for weeks now," he said. I practically squealed. "Oh yes Daddy thank you! You won't be disappointed!" He smiled at me before leaving again. I was giddy about the basketball game tomorrow. Now I wasn't just excited to watch our team beat our rivals, but I knew my clit would be tingling in its cage the whole game as I would watch Kent play, knowing he'd be railing my ass by the end of the night. What fun! I buttoned my blouse again and tidied up my makeup in the mirror. I adjusted my high heels and went out the back door of the clinic room and walked down the hall by other clinic rooms. I opened up the door of the room at the end of the hall. Looking in, I could see my roommate and all-around best sissy friend Krissy on her knees under a table. The table had a hole cut out of it and a man had stuck his big cock through it. Krissy was on her knees, her head tilted up and her mouth deepthroating his cock. She was using this Milking Table so effectively. She must have just finished up a massage and was giving the happy ending. I didn't want to disturb her so I closed the door quietly. I checked in on a couple of the other rooms. Sissy Kagney was in the Nutrition Clinic. In the room were three new recruits to the hockey team. Each was completely naked and had just jerked off into cups. Kagney took sips from each of their cum samples. "Ah, yes, this one is thick, certainly creamy, with a bold nutty flavor. You must eat a lot of peanut butter. But I do notice it's a bit on the saltier side, not enough sweet to balance it off. Here is a customized diet to get you in better shape, starting off with more bananas for breakfast and less meat at dinner. Next week when you provide your sample, I bet the flavor will be perfect." She then went to the next sample and repeated the process. I closed the door and crossed the hall to the saunas. This is where we helped athletes with their joint health, and did lots of stretching exercises to limber them up. Sissy Candi was running this today. Today she was working with the basketball team's point guard, Demetrius Billings. "Yes, Demetrius. Now a wider stance and let your quads balance your body. With those arms I want you to engage your biceps but don't put strain on your forearms. Just loosen up and you'll get it," Candi instructed him. I could see Demetrius stand wider and let his legs slide out to the side as he curled up with this biceps. In his arms he was lifting up Sissy Candi. She was upside down with her head buried in his crotch, his cock lodged in her throat as she gave him a sensual blowjob amidst the steamy haze of the sauna. Demetrius, meanwhile, was eating out her asshole, the two of them locked in an acrobatic 69 position. Wow, I couldn't wait till I was assigned to Sauna duty next week! I closed the door as I heard Candi take a breath and say, "Yes Demetrius! Now thrust with the hips!" And then the sound of gagging. I walked back to the front desk and saw a few athletes sitting at chairs, waiting for their appointments. One man was ready to check out. "Oh hi, Andr?," I said as I got to the desk to see him standing there. Andr? Thicke was the basketball team's Power Forward and last year's MVP. "Sissy Britney, wish I got to get some treatment from you today. Though I can't complain, Sissy Candi worked my muscles good today. My main muscle is exhausted." He winked at me. "I'm glad the CheerBois could be of service today! And I am quite jealous of Candi today, I must admit. But we're here as a squad to make sure all you alphas are ready for your big game tomorrow." "I better see you there in the stands...and at the afterparty." "I wouldn't miss either," I said. "We CheerBois are here to serve you men anywhere, anytime, anyhow." "Damn, ain't that the truth," Andr? said. "Now, I see from Candi's notes that she has some prescriptions for you," I said. I handed him the pink slips of paper. "Here is the list of porn you should watch tonight, including scenes starring Cali Carter and Sheena Shaw, all anal scenes. And she also has you on a schedule of Sissy Home Visits next week to help you recover from the game. Just use your CheerBoi App to schedule them at your convenience!" He tapped on his phone for a few seconds before looking back up at me. "I just scheduled a Rubdown and Cowgirl Riding session with you, Britney, next Monday at noon." My heart flipped with joy. "I can't wait, sir! Just so you know, I don't hold back!" I said, teasing. "Neither do I. You probably won't walk right for a week after we're done!" he laughed and walked out of the clinic. He wasn't joking - I had heard from Candi that he rides Boipussy like an animal! I looked at my phone and clicked on the CheerBoi App, with its picture of a silhouetted bimbo girl in high heels and wrists out at her sides. I looked at my sissy schedule for next Monday. "8-9 AM: Maid duty at the Kappa house 9-10 AM: Human Alarm duty/Morning Wood worship at the Zeta house for the frat president. 10-11AM: Study session with Krissy on 'How to Stroke and Ride More Efficiently' 11 AM - 12 PM: Anal Stretching 12 PM - 1 PM: Rubdown and Cowgirl Riding session with Andr? Thicke 1 PM - 2 PM: Under-the-table blowjobs at the Big U Alumni Association Meeting 2 PM - 3 PM: Take the CheerBoi Bus to town for Community Service duty 3 PM - 4 PM: Anal Fuck session with Mayor Steele 4 PM - 5 PM: CheerBoi Bus back to campus. Sissy Hypno session: "Cum Worship" 5 PM - 9 PM: Report to Kappa house for more lessons." I had a full schedule for Monday! I don't know if I could handle any more activity that day! A man walked up to the desk and tapped the waiting bell. I looked up away from my phone. "Oh hello sir! Welcome to the CheerBoi clinic here at the Dirk Diamond Center for Athletic Wellness! My name is Sissy Britney. How can I be of service to you today?" He responded, "I have an appointment in the Nutrition Clinic with Sissy Kagney." "Oh, right this way sir. And here, please take this cup with you," I gestured down the hall and walked him to the clinic door. As I let him in the door my phone buzzed again. "New calendar alert!" it said. I clicked on it and it took me back to my CheerBoi App schedule. I saw a new item had been added to my calendar. "11 PM - 12 AM: Surprise Birthday Anal for the Baseball Team Shortstop Derek Beater." Andr? was right - at this rate I definitely wouldn't be walking right for a week! _________________ 5 months earlier... "Well my little sissies, we have a very exciting future laid out for you. Don't we Lacey?" Lana and Lacey looked down at us as we sat there on the floor of their closet, dumbfounded. "Why, yes we do. You bois have so much awaiting you. And I think you're going to absolutely love it." "Yes, yes they will. But there's no time to waste," Lana said. "Now get up," she said to us. We did as the said. And followed her out of the closet into the room itself, our faces blushing as we overlooked the last few minutes when we were making out with each other. Lacey spoke up. "You boys must be wondering what life will be like from now on. I mean, you don't think things will just return to normal, do you? We just found you two, dressed up like sluts and going at it with each other." She held up her phone and took a picture of us. "And then there's this evidence of you two dressed the way you are. You wouldn't want that getting out into the world, would you?" "No," I said. "No, what?" Lacey asked. "No, Lana." "Uh-uh, I think you best now be calling me by my title, Mistress Lacey." We automatically obeyed this gorgeous girl. "Yes, Mistress Lacey," We said in unison, so doped out on the drugs and alcohol they had fed us. "Ok, sissies, enough talk. It's time you bois finally embraced who you really are. But tonight is just the start. We own your lives now, do you understand?" Lana said. "Yes, Mistress Lana." "Every fucking second of your lives is in our control, and the control of all the girls in the Kappa sorority. You don't go to class unless we tell you. You wear what we tell you. You eat what we tell you to. You watch what we tell you to. You DO what we tell you to. Do you understand?" We hesitated. "Or these pics of you all dressed up get out to everyone you know, everyone you went to high school with, everyone in your family. We tell them all about what you've become." "Yes, Mistress Lana," we both immediately said. "That's better. Now here, take these," She grabbed two boxes from the corner of her room and handed them to us. "This is your starter kit with everything you need." We took the boxes. "And don't worry about going back to your dorm rooms. All your belongings have already been moved to your new house. You two are moving in next door into the Beta Theta House." We thought about that house. We never noticed anyone coming in and out of it, we honestly thought it was abandoned. "I don't hear you two agreeing," Lana said. "Yes, Mistress Lana." "Good, now get your sissy asses out of here and get to the Beta Theta House. Your lessons for tonight are over." We picked up the boxes she gave us and hustled out their door, thoroughly embarrassed. We walked out, past all the partygoers, hoping none of them noticed us. A few guys groped us on the way out but no one gave us any trouble. Walking next door we got to the Beta House, with the big Greek letter "B" on the front for Beta. We both made our way in, and were so tired that we didn't tour around. We just walked down the hall to the rooms with our names on it. Well not our names "Brian" and "Kris" but instead our new names, "Britney" and "Krissy". We went into our respective rooms and immediately fell asleep, unsure of what the next day would bring. I fell into such a deep sleep that I didn't hear the sound of the front door opening multiple times that night and the sounds of heels against the wood floors. _________________ The next morning I woke up to the sound of a loud gong going off. "BOOOOOONGG" the noise reverberated throughout the house. I immediately woke up, still wearing the pink thong from last night and nothing else. There was a large mirror covering the ceiling and one covering the walls as well. I looked at myself, still wearing my makeup. All the events of last night came flooding back to me. "BOOOOOOONNGG" The gong went off again. And this time a voice accompanied it. "YOU BITCHES BETTER GET UP AND GET OUT HERE NOW OR YOU WILL FACE PUNISHMENT," a loud female voice rang out. I didn't know what was happening, waking up in this new room and in this strange house. But I didn't want any punishment. I darted up and headed for the door without even putting more clothes on, just wearing this pink thong. I walked out into the hall to see Kris, or I guess now Krissy. He was also just wearing his yellow panties from yesterday. We both looked at each other, gave each other a look up and down and then stared at each other with a shared look of confusion. "BOOOOOOONNGGG." "THAT'S THE LAST WARNING YOU'LL GET, BITCHES," the voice yelled out. We both followed the echoes of the gong, walking down the hall and to the left where we came upon a large living room. There stood Mistress Lana, along with five other extremely hot girls, each lined up in a row. They were each wearing the school cheerleader outfit, clearly each was a member of the cheerleading team. They stood with their hands on their hips, looking totally authoritative. Kris and I walked into the room and stared at them. We should have felt embarrassed, wearing girl's panties, but for some reason we didn't seem to care. "Oh, Sissy Britney and Sissy Krissy. I'm glad you two could join us," Lacey said, holding a large drumstick that she had used to hit the big gong on the wall. We heard footsteps behind us as people were running down the stairs and down the hall. That's when four other boys joined us. They were each short and white like us, each very thin and whaifish, and each with hair on the longer side. They all looked so...cute. Each had makeup on, which looked like last night's makeup by how worn it looked. But each looked girly and...they all wore panties just like we did. All different kinds of panties, but panties nonetheless. They joined us in a circle as we stared at these dominant women. "Well, well, well. So the whole squad is here," Lacey said. "Now, all of you, on your knees." We all dropped to our knees without saying a word. I kept looking around, and noticed these boys were staring at the women in front of us with conviction. "Welcome to the Beta House," Lana said, stepping forward. She walked from side to side in front of all of us in an row. "You must be wondering what has happened to your life. Each of you came to college thinking this would be the time of your sexual maturity, the time you each became men." That certainly was true for me. "But look at you now, all wearing our panties and full makeup. Plus, you all can't forget what you did last night." I couldn't deny that something had changed completely. And last night just reinforced that I had been exposed to new experiences that were exciting. "But don't fret, your dreams of hitting sexual maturity here at Big U will still come true. Just not in the way you probably imagined it would. But that's fine, in fact it's so much better. You're about to become something truly incredible. You're about to hit your sexual maturity in a way you can't even imagine. You will become more than just the boys that you are...you will become true SISSIES." We all listened in a trance. None of us moved or talked. Lana just had that power over us. "Each of the mistresses in front of you has chosen one of you to have a distinct honor of being a Big U Sissy. That may be the greatest honor of your lives. This is a big moment for each of you. I myself chose Sissy Britney here." Lana pointed to me. I blushed as every eye in the room turned to me. "And I know she will make me proud. Isn't that right Britney?" I couldn't think of any other response. "Yes, Mistress Lana." "Good boi," she said. "Now, there is so much we have to do today and this week. This is the beginning of a new life for each of you. And this journey starts today, in this place. But let me start with asking you all a question: Are you ready to become who you were meant to be?" I thought about it. I had no idea what was in store for me, but Lana had taken me to a point of no return, one that made me both excited and scared, but I just couldn't say no to finding out what else she had for me. "Yes, Mistress Lana," I said. Then all the boys around me repeated too, "Yes, Mistress Lana." "Very good. Because this school needs you. You are about to become an integral, an indispensable part of Big U. You are joining a legacy, a tradition that is core to the success of Big U." She continued as she paced back and forth. "You are no longer individuals. You are no longer mere students. You are now members of an elite group. You are now sissies for Big U." She stopped and looked at us. "And together, you are now the Sissy CheerBois." I didn't know what that was, but I was so interested. "You see, for years this school was in a rut, losing games and falling in the rankings. Big U lost the luster it had for generations. This great campus was no longer the hallowed place it once had been. But then Dirk Diamond, one of our school's biggest donors, had an idea. He hired Coach Jackson Hammer to take over the football team, and he installed a new head of the athletics department. The school president resigned and a friend of Dirk's took his place, President Rick Strong. The three of them brought back a tradition that they knew would put Big U back on the map." We listened in earnest. "They knew that in the old days the school had a tradition that kept our teams winning, that kept our donors giving, and kept our local community supportive. That, my sissies, was the Big U Sissy CheerBois." Lana continued. "You see, it was tradition that every year a select group of six freshman would be chosen to join the CheerBois. Each boy would be hand-selected by the cheerleaders. They would form an alternative cheer squad, one made up of boys turned into sissies. While the cheerleaders would be the boosters for the school and its teams, the CheerBois would serve the critical functions of serving Big U's most powerful members and students and athletes, keeping everyone invested in the school's success." She kept talking as everyone in the room was transfixed on her story. "How, do you ask, would they do this? Well, they would offer themselves up for anything that the school needed. They would offer their bodies, and they would train themselves to be the perfect servants. These sissies would become the ultimate toys for powerful men's every pleasure. Their bodies, their minds, their lives would be completely dedicated to this cause of serving Big U's powerful men." She looked each of us in the eyes. "That is now your purpose. You are joining this honored tradition. You are going to become everything this school needs to succeed. Big U needs you. Are you going to answer the call to serve?" She stared us down. "Or perhaps you'd like all those pictures we took of you in panties playing gay sent to the email accounts of everyone you know?" she said. "So I ask again, Are you going to answer the call to serve?" "Yes, Mistress Lana," we all said, one by one. "Good. Because a decade ago the CheerBois were disbanded when a new conservative President came into power. And just like that, our teams started losing, our best professors were recruited away, and the morale went into the drain. This is how important the CheerBois are to this school. There's a reason we've been on a winning streak for 5 years straight, and every graduate gets the job of their dreams. It's because the Sissy CheerBois keep morale high, keep our teams winning, and keep our leaders motivated. Are you ready to take on that challenge?" I was getting excited as she talked. It felt amazing, thinking that I would become an important member of this school. I was tired of anonymity, I was tired of just being an average Joe. I was tired of being unimportant. I was ready to become a somebody. I was ready to hang around powerful people and serve their needs. "Yes, Mistress!" I shouted, before anyone else spoke. Lana smiled at me. "Yes, Mistress," the others said, following suit. "That's what I want to hear. Now, you have so much training to do before you can become a true Sissy CheerBoi. And that training starts today." She grabbed her cell phone. Each of the girls handed us each our cell phones. "Each of your phones have been confiscated and completely changed. You will find new backgrounds to the phone each day, and new apps. The app you all will see at the top of your screens is the CheerBoi App, with its picture of a silhouetted bimbo girl in high heels and wrists out at her sides." We watched her demonstration. "This App will tell you everything you are expected to do each day. What to wear, what to look like, where to be, what to do. It is your life now. Always be checking it. You'll also find several apps that will show you how to be your best selves, as well as lots of workout apps. We've also erased all your music and installed more sissy- appropriate music. Just take a look." I looked at my lock screen on my phone. It was the picture of a Victoria Secret's Pink logo. I opened my phone and saw lots of new apps, including the CheerBoi App. I opened my Music App and saw songs by Britney Spears, Iggy Azalea, and Nicki Minaj. "Your new rooms are stocked with all your new outfits, your new makeup, and everything you'll need in your life now. Plus, the fridge here is stocked with all the shakes that you will eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Time to get fit, boys." "Now, Mistress Anya here will take you through the next exercise. Ok then, goodbye boys." A brown-haired girl with gorgeous blue eyes stepped forward. "Well hello Cheerbois. I can't wait to get to learn about all of you and train each of you. I've so loved getting little Sissy Candi to this point." She looked over at a cute blonde to my right. "I'll be taking you through the first lesson of the day, and the first lesson of your new life! How exciting! Say good bye to the rest of the Mistresses. You'll see them later." "Goodbye Mistresses," we all said as they marched out the room and left the house. "Ok bois, time to learn about your fellow Sissy Cheerbois! Time for a lesson on hierarchy! But first, let's introduce everyone here!" She went down the line. "I see here we have Sissy Jada, Kagney, Candi, Bambi, Krissy and of course, Sissy Britney." We all looked at each other. I admired how cute the rest of the sissies were. And I thought I looked girlish. These bois were so feminine, but unmistakably guys. I guess that's part of the sissy thing. "You'll get to know each other VERY well over the year. The sissies next to you will be your closest friends, your sissy sisters in life, the ones that you will have an unbreakable bond with forever. You're about to go through something that will define who you are, and the bois next to you will be right there with you every step of the way. Never forget that you're in this together." That was heavy. I knew college would entail making close friends, but there was something exciting about having your own squad. I only knew Kris, I mean Krissy, and I already really enjoyed how far we'd come together. Now I get to enjoy this adventure with all these others. How thrilling! "But you'll have plenty of time to get to know each other. Now we should jump right to your first lesson. This one's on Hierarchy!" We all listened intently. "You need to re-imagine how the world works, bois. I know you think that you may have some ideas about how things are supposed to be, but you'll see soon enough what really makes the world turn. And let's start at the top." She paced back and forth. "I know you're all porn hounds, so you can probably predict what I'm about to say. The top of the pyramid, the head honchos, the top of the food supply, the pecking order. You've seen them, you feel their power, you know how small you feel around them. Each of you have seen one of us with them and felt the deep pangs of jealousy." "That's right, the ALPHA MALES. How many times have you bois been walking around campus seeing the big football and basketball players just tower above you, taking what they want when they want it. Or those male pornstars who throw the girls around to suit their needs. Just admit it, there's a power to them that you'll never have." She continued. "And that's fine! Some men are just born to be Alphas. And that's a good thing. I mean, aren't you tired of trying to pretend to be big and confident? Isn't it nice just to let nature take its course and select for you? You know I'm right." I thought to myself how nice it would be if things were just determined up front. I was tired of trying to prove myself. All throughout high school I'd get frustrated that girls weren't into me and would naturally gravitate towards the athletes and confident men. It was as though they just felt like an energy pulling them in - an energy I didn't have. "It's just the way the world works. There are Alpha Men who take on all the responsibility of leading, of achieving, of dictating what has to happen. They were born to dominate. And you weren't. And guess what, that's fine." She stopped and stared deeply at me. "And you like it that way. Trust me, you do. It's just easier when the roles are determined. They lead, you follow. Isn't that just an easier way to think? You don't have to do anything, just let nature take its course." I don't know if it was her beautiful eyes piercing through me or my vulnerable state, but I just knew she was right. Things would be easier if we just accepted natural roles. Alpha men just naturally have a power that I don't have. Plain and simple, move on. "Just think about how much easier that would be," Anya continued her lesson. "You don't have to pretend anymore, to work to be something you're not and no one believes you to be. Plus, think of it this way. It's so much less work for you! You don't have to lead, you don't have to dominate, you don't have to be responsible for important things. Just let the Alphas do what the Alphas do best." It almost felt like a weight lifted off of me to hear that. I really didn't want to be a leader, to be the dominant one. It just sounded like so much responsibility that I didn't want to have. "But that's obviously a lot of work, isn't it bois? Just think of the weight of the world resting on the shoulders of the Alphas. They have so much that people depend on them for. Just look at our football team - we all depend on them to win, to make the school proud. Isn't that a great deal of responsibility?" I sure was glad that I didn't have to do that. To think that the entire school looked to you to make them proud. How daunting. "So naturally they need to be thanked for their service, don't you think? It's not easy being manly and dominant. It's not easy having to wield all that natural power. Don't they need someone to help them ease their worries?" The cute brunette to my left spoke up. "Their girlfriends?" "Oh Sissy Jada," Anya responded. "That's a simple thought. But don't us girls have our own responsibilities? Don't we have the responsibility of building the school community, of organizing people, of one day having children and raising them? Isn't that enough to think about?" "Yes, Mistress Anya." "You see, us natural girls do indeed have a great role in aiding those Alphas in their duties. But the community looks to us to lead too. Who else is driving the fundraisers for the school, keeping the student body focused, and of course trying to get careers for ourselves? Do you think it's easy doing all that while looking this good? You could argue that we need some relief too." We all nodded. She was right, Lana was a real dynamo. She ran the cheer squad, was a major fundraising machine, and was well-known as someone who could rally support for the school. And she did all that while looking stunning. "You see, that brings us to the other group in our hierarchy. The Mistresses. We Mistresses stand side-by-side with the Alpha Men in keeping the world turn. They perform and we organize. You need both for things to continue." She went on. "Plus, of course, you need us Mistresses to show you how the world works. Bois like you would be lost without us. Just think about how hopeless you were before you met us. Just flapping in the wind, being social nothings and having no purpose. Then we came in and now you're about to become something amazing. You were nobodies. And now we're going to make you into SOMEBODIES." She was entrancing. I just was so excited about what she would do to and for us. "So you have the Alphas and you have the Mistresses. And of course you have the Standard Men. They're not dominant like the Alphas, but they have their purpose. And they certainly are higher on the food chain than you. Every now and then they need some support and relief too." She strolled back and forth again. "And of course you have your Genetic Girls. They can still tell you what to do and they're still to be admired, but they won't always accept you for who you are. But that's mostly because they are jealous. They are jealous that you are being trained to be perfect by us Mistresses. They are jealous that despite their natural 'equipment', so to speak, the Alphas can prefer the company of you bois. But don't let that deter you. You have a greater purpose now and can't get bogged down in their pettiness." We kept listening in a trance. "And now that brings us to you, and who you all are. You are, of course, Sissies. What this means exactly will become clearer to you but now I imagine you're all curious and confused. That's ok. What you have to need to know for now is that you are becoming who you're meant to be. You'll soon realize that there is a place for people like you." I felt so inspired by how Mistress Anya was talking. I finally felt like I belongedsomewheree. It was exactly what I needed to know: that I was needed, that I was a someone. "And you'll find that by fulfilling your purpose, you'll find more happiness than you thought possible. You'll feel pleasure that you didn't know you could feel. Trust me, it'll all come clear soon enough." Sissy Anya then gestured us to the rest of the house. "This is now your house, this Beta Theta House. You will make memories for a lifetime here and grow as a group. You aren't just a collection of people, you are a SQUAD now. Help each other through this next phase of immense growth." We looked to each other, all of us having an innocent and wondrous look on our faces. I looked at Kris/Krissy. He smiled back at me and I knew that this would be the defining year of my life. Anya announced, "Now, my little pantybois, it's time to talk about what you're in for this week. Forget all your scheduled classes, because we Mistresses will be giving you the education you really need." "Ummm," said the blonde boi next to me. "What about our grades?" Anya responded, "Oh Candi, don't you worry. That's all being taken care of. You just focus on what we're going to teach you. Plus, it'll be so much more fun than that silly engineering degree you were going to get." "Yes, Mistress," he responded. "Now, follow me to the kitchen." We all stood up and walked with her down the hall to the kitchen, which had appliances all in pink. Anya opened the fridge and it was stocked with smoothies in every shelf. "This will be your diet from now on. We have had the best chefs we can find design these smoothies just for you. They have all the calories, nutrients, and vitamins that growing bois like you need. Some of you are just so thin, so this will give you all the right fats you need to add some thickness exactly where it's needed." She opened the freezer. "But of course you need some treats too, so we stocked the freezer with popsicles - mostly chocolate! Think of it as a reward for all the hard work you'll do every day!" She closed the fridge. "Now follow me downstairs." We tiptoed down the steps to the basement following Anya. I looked at each of the other bois as we went, all of us were shorter than average (Bambi was the tallest at 5 foot 7), and thin. Me and Kris had longer hair, as did Bambi, but Jada and Candi had shorter hair with Bambi's hair in the middle. We looked around the basement which was fully done up. It was filled with exercise equipment, including treadmills and bikes. "This is your training room which I expect you all to use multiple times a day. We will focus on cardio," she said, pointing to the treadmills and bikes. "And we will work on toning your little muscles". There was a weight rack and some other machine with lots of pulleys. "We will pay special attention to your legs, waist, and butt. We can't have you walking around campus without a proper base to be admired. After all, don't you want your body to be admired?" Of course, I thought. I wish people would stare at me like they did muscle men and hot girls. That attention seemed to nice, to be validated and celebrated. Candi pointed at a door. "What's behind there, Mistress Anya?" he asked. "That, little Candi," she responded. "Is where you'll go if you fail to meet our expectations. I remind you that you are doing this out of your own free will, though obviously with some...encouragement and maybe a little blackmail. But your own free will nonetheless. But we are putting so much effort into making you the person you want to be, so we expect you to work hard. If you show us that you are wasting our time, we have no choice but to...exact some punishment." We were all quiet as our minds wandered to the possibilities of punishment. "But nothing for your little heads to worry about now! Come along!" Anya led us out of the basement. She took us to the kitchen and handed us each smoothies which we duly started drinking. Mine was vanilla flavored and sweet and creamy. It was actually really nice and kind of like a milkshake. "Ok bois, let's continue with our next lesson. You all need to re- learn how you talk. Consider this like your new English classes." We crowded around the kitchen island and listened to her. "You all just sound so...boring when you talk. Like you're trying so hard to be boring straight boys. That just won't do. You need to have a more...commanding voice. Not like an Alpha does - after all, we all know you bois wouldn't be able to do that. But commanding in a different way - commanding attention." I was interested. I always felt ignored, not only by girls but by other boys too. No one seemed to care what I had to say ever. It'd be nice if I could have a more 'commanding' voice that people would pay attention to. "First, you need to raise your voices. Not how loud, but a higher register. It's like how a whistle gets attention, so do higher voices. Just like mine, duh!" She continued, "You know how Valley Girls talk? They raise their voices at the end of sentences, use lots of 'like' and 'as if' and 'whatever' and 'totally' and 'as if' and 'so hot'. You know that gets peoples' attentions, they love hearing when girls talk like this. That's because it's so pleasing to the ear. Strong men really like hearing people talk like this! It grabs their attention and makes them pay attention to you. And girls like me hear that and know you're someone we can relate to, and talk to." She opened a drawer and pulled out lollipops. "The best way to practice this is what a lollipop in your mouth. Think about Valley Girls suckin on a lollipop, and try to mimic them." I took a cherry one and popped it in my mouth, my tongue licking the round tip and enjoying the sweet flavor. "Now repeat after me: As if!" We all repeated, "As if" "Oh come on, more energy, more attitude! And raise your voices! Now again, 'As if'" "As iiiiif!" we all repeated, stretching out the 'i' and raising our voices higher. "Omg, so much better! Now here's a phrase you'll use a lot that works in so many situations: 'That's hot'" We repeated, "That's hot" "No, no no. Relax your jaw and stretch out to the 'o' and really, like, use your throat to do that." We tried again, "That's hooot" "Yes! So much better! You sound like little Paris Hiltons!" she clapped. "Let's try a situation where you can use that phrase. So here we go...Oh my god, I love this skirt, it's to die for. I'm gonna get so much attention at the frat party!" We responded, "That's hooot." "Yes! See how it works for so many situations? Ok, next. Let's talk about flirting. You all must be absolutely terrible at this or you wouldn't be here. But now you have a hot girl in front of you who's gonna give you the scoop. I'm gonna turn you into flirting machines, you'll be irresistible." That sounded appealing! "So obviously, you have to dress to impress. Everything you wear had to be provocative, draws the eye in. Like, look at my heels," She was wearing 5 inch heels. "These draw in attention and make my body look more statuesque. When it comes to most clothes, shorter is better. But when it comes to heels, longer is better!" She continued. "And always try to show skin! Cuz when guys see that, they are lured in and they'll pay attention to you and spend money on you and treat you so well." "And when you talk to them, you have to get close to them and show that skin. Bend a bit at the hip," She bent at the hip, her cleavage visible. "And always make eye contact with them and when you talk make sure they see your tongue moving. And bat your eyelashes, like a puppydog!" "Now, Jada, try that on me. Tell me 'That's soooo interesting'." Jada took the lollipop out of his mouth, leaned forward and jutted his hip out so his panties showed off his butt. He leaned closer to Anya and said, "That's...soooooo...hot," His mouth made a exaggerated "O" face when he said 'soooo'. "OMG so good! Jada you are a fast learner! I bet all your little penises are hard in your panties!" Jada looked proud of himself. And Anya was right, my little weiner was definitely hardening. "Other things you can do are play with your hair, twisting it around your finger. Then twist your knees together. Communication is a whole- body thing. Don't forget that." "Let's talk about new vocabulary. You're going to have to replace some words that you use. No more 'cool', now you so 'OMG!' You won't just say 'good', you'll say 'yummy, cute, sexy'. Don't just say 'bad', say 'yucky, silly, boring, prude, gross.'" She went on. "And you boys aren't goint to be 'jacking yourselves off' anymore. Gross. No, that's what Men do. You bois are 'diddling yourself'. And that stuff that comes out of those pathetic members isn't 'Cum'. Absolutely not, definitely not like what Alphas make. I think you all know that. No no, you make 'Cummies', or 'Sissy Juice'. You don't 'shoot' those cummies, you 'Leak' those cummies." She looked at us and said. "And you all clearly have learned that when talking to Mistresses or Alphas or other Men, you will address them accordingly. Alphas are your superiors, so you address them as such. They are 'Alpha', 'Daddy', 'Master', or just 'Sir'. Understood?" We responded, "Yes Mistress Anya." "Good bois!" she said. She reached into a drawer and pulled out some rolled up joints. "Now for some more fun!" We took those joints, threw away our lollipops and she lit up the joints. "You all seem to need to relax some more. Whenever you feel like life is too much, try one of these." She pulled another drawer out and showed us some small bottles. "Or these." She showed us a small bottle. "These are poppers that will help you really experience life to the fullest. Whenever you want that extra burst of energy, just try it!" "Now come with me," she said, walking to another room. We all followed her while taking puffs from the joints. I had gone from not doing drugs in school to now feeling so comfortable smoking weed and maybe trying these 'poppers'. We followed her into what looked like a movie room. It had six Easy- Boy Chairs arranged in front of a very large floor-to-ceiling TV screen. "Ok bois, this is where you will spend a lot of your days. We have loaded up this entertainment system with everything you'll need. Trust me, we have every hot porn scene on the planet ready to go. Plus we have some...'special'...videos that we know you'll enjoy." I wondered what Mistress Anya meant by that. "Plus, eventually we'll do some 'Monday Morning Quarterbacking' on this, watching your tapes from the weekend and coaching you." She went up to the wall and clicked a switch. This flipped upside down one of the seat cushions. The reverse side was now facing up and on it was a pink dildo! "We'll get to that part later. But you bois just can't watch porn without getting some treatment of your own." I gulped at the thought. "Let's move on to the last part of our tour - your rooms!" She walked us back to the hallway where the bedroom doors were. Each had our names on them, "Britney", ""Krissy", Jada", "Kagney". "Candi" and "Bambi" with hearts around each name. "As you can see, we have some motivational posters to remind you of your jobs," Anya said, pointing at the framed posters on the wall. One had the phrase "Keep Calm and Sissy On" like the "Keep Calm" posters that were so popular. Except instead of a crown on top, it had a thong. One next to it said, "Submission is Power," and had the picture of a girl on her knees in front of a man, her head bowed and hands behind her back. The one in front of Candi's room had a picture of a pair of hands grabbing onto a massive cock. The words underneath said, "Perseverance: When You Don't Understand The Words 'Too Big'" "How about we show you Sissy Candi's room," she said as she opened the door. We all scurried in behind her. "As you'll notice, all the walls are in pink, because duh," The walls were painted a bubblegum pink all over with white molding. Even the bed had pink sheets. "Now you'll see here in the wardrobes." She flung open a wardrobe's doors. "All the clothes you'll need from now on." Inside were panties of all colors and styles. It also had women's sleepwear and lingerie and frilly clothes. One one side was what I think were costumes, like a nurse's costume and a cheerleader's costume. "And down here you'll see all the toys you'll need," She pulled out a drawer and we all gasped. Inside were dildos of all colors and sizes, with the biggest probably a full foot long and deep black. There also anal plugs and beads and leashes." Krissy looked nervous. "And last, shoes!" she pointed to a shoe rack which had heels and stilettos and all shapes of women's shoes. "But you'll have plenty of time to play with all these. Now our tour is over and your I am to send you all to Mistress Kelsey downstairs." She took us back downstairs to the gym where we saw Mistress Kelsey, the brunette bombshell in tight workout clothes. "Time for your first workout, bois! Put these on," she threw tight boyshorts at us, as well as what looked like training bras. We all looked around sheepishly, not wanting to change in front of each other. "Well, go on! You bois are sisters now, you shouldn't have anything to be ashamed of!" None of us moved. "I SAID GO ON!" Kelsey said sternly. We all responded immediately to that. I threw off my shirt and started pulling down my thong. I guess it didn't matter much, we all saw each other in panties. I looked around, as did everyone else. I saw Krissy naked, but I already had seen him naked before. I noticed Jada had a big butt compared to his thin small body. I mean, it was BIG. If you forgot he was a boy, then you'd think that butt belonged in a rap video. All of us had tiny penises and balls, nothing that would be considered worthwhile to show a girl. We all looked at each other naked and started to giggle. This really was surreal the position we were in. Just a few days ago we were all strangers, and now we were naked in a basement of our new house. "Come on! Put those clothes on!" I put on the boyshorts which fit snugly. I struggled with the training bra next, trying to figure out which way was front and which was the back. But finally I put it on. Somehow I almost had tits - not really tits, but more like tiny little mounds. Hmmm, I wonder if this was the freshman 15 lbs people talked about. Except I just seemed to be putting on weight in my ass and my chest. Once we were all dressed, Kelsey put us through the most grueling workout I could think of. It was mostly squats and lunges and leg lifts, and by the end I was so sore. "Good work, bois! No go back upstairs and down some shakes!" The rest of the day we learned more about house rules and how to use the CheerBoi App. I noticed that it always had our location in the house on a map in the app. All calendars for the week were uploaded in there. I definitely wasn't going to be going to any classes with the chock full of activities they had for us. I was tuckered out, and we were told to call it a night. I was so beat I wandered back to my room and just fell asleep on top of my bed. I swear I heard sounds overnight, a voice speaking to me in my room. It kept saying things like "Relax, just accept it...take it all...you love to worship...you need it...accept it," But I was sound asleep and never woke up. _______________ The next morning I woke up in my new fully pink room. I was still wearing the workout clothes from the day before. Wow I stunk, and really needed a shower. I wandered down the hall and saw the communal bathroom. Inside was a series of sinks with big lights like a Hollywood makeup room. On the right were stalls and on the left was a shower room. It was an open layout shower room. I tiptoed in and took off my workout clothes. Turning the water on, I let the hot water cascade down my body. I started cleaning myself and as I washed my chest I noticed my nipples were really sensitive. Like, when I touched them I felt jolts of electricity shoot up my body. Weird. As I was tweaking my nipples I heard someone turn the water on next to me. It was Bambi. "Hey!" he said to me. He started washing his long blonde hair. "Oh hi" I responded, a little embarrassed and let go of my nipples. "So you've noticed your nipples have gotten, like, super sensitive too?" he asked as he washed himself. I looked at his body, seeing his tiny penis was just like mine. "Ummm yeah, it's weird. Like, it feels really sensitive when I touch them." "Same! I love it. It feels really nice! I was playing with them all last night!" "Oh wow, cool," I responded. I'd have to try the same tonight. "So who got you into all this craziness?" he asked. "Lana." "Omg, she is sooooo hawt," He was talking like Mistress Anya had taught us. "You're sooo right! Definitely the hottest on campus. How about you?" "That would be Alexis. She's one of the other cheerleaders." "Oh yeah, she's really cute. I think they're all cheerleaders." "Yeah, you're right. So...did you try any of the clothes in the room?" "No, I fell asleep as soon as I got to my room. You?" I asked as I bent over to wash my feet. "Literally couldn't wait a second once I got to my room. I tried on maybe ALL the panties. Lol!" I chuckled. "That must have been a sight." "You bet, I love the big mirrors in our rooms." We finished cleaning up. By the end, I wasn't weirded out at all by the fact I was showering nude next to another guy. It was like we were just really comfortable around each other, just naturally. I went back to my room and dried off. I realized then that they hadn't brought any of my clothes from my dorm room. All I had here was whatever was in the wardrobe, which was all girls' clothes. But I guessed all the other boys were in the same situation, so...maybe it wouldn't be such a big deal. I opened the wardrobe and looked at the array of panties. There were panties of every type and color, so many to choose from! I went with a pair of yellow Cheeky-style panties. But what else to wear? I needed something easy to wear, so I found a light blue babydoll and pulled it over my head. I paired the outfit with a pair of slippers with fluffy balls on them. Walking out of the room, I made my way to the kitchen where I grabbed a shake out of the fridge and downed it. Mmmmm, these things were tasting better every day. In walked Sissies Candi and Bambi, and soon after Kagney and Jada and Krissy joined. Everyone was wearing different colored panties, and different sleepwear like camisoles and babydolls. Sissy Jada was wearing a thong that highlighted her sexy ass. We all talked about what our birth names were. Jada was John, Kagney was Ken, Candi was Charlie, Bambi was Robert. But those names just didn't seem to fit with us wearing panties and lingerie. So we stuck with the sissy names we were given. It just felt right. I sized up all the sissies. They were all so small and definitely effeminate. Honestly, they were just cute bois. And the panties showed up out best assets. The front door opened and Mistress Tori walked in. "Oh hi bois!" "Morning Mistress Tori," we replied. "Well, look at you all. I didn't even have to tell you to get those panties on, you just did it on your own. I'm impressed!" She put her bag down on the kitchen island. "But we still have work to do today to get you ready." She pulled out some lotions and razors. "First thing, get all that fuzzy hair off your bodies." She handed us each the creams and razors. "Time's a wastin! Go for it!" she said as we all scampered to the shared bathroom and got to shaving and rubbing the hair-removal cream on ourselves. By the end, we all had super smooth skin. Mistress Tori walked into the bathroom. "Don't forget those little balls and undercarriages! I want hairless bums and assholes!" With a good amount of difficulty, we contorted ourselves so we could shave those areas. "If you can't do it yourself, ask a sissy sister!" she said. I turned to Krissy. This was awkward, but I couldn't figure out another way. She grabbed my razor and I bent over as he shaved the inner sides of my ass and rubbed the cream around my asshole. I returned the favor to him. What a way to bond. We put our panties and lingerie back on and followed Tori to living room. "Your next lesson is makeup! Each of you has great features, but we need to accentuate them! No better way of getting the right kind of attention than to use makeup to show people where to look!" She said. She took us to our rooms and one by one showed us how to apply eyeliner, powder, and lipstick. She worked foundation into our skin, tweezed our eyebrows and added eyelash extensions. I was so confused by the flurry of activity, but caught on as she showed me the right technique for each product. Honestly, it was kind of fun using these things to show off my blue eyes and pouty lips. It was like a game to figure out how to best highlight my facial features. Tori backed away and spun the mirror to face me. Staring back at me was a sexy pixie blonde girl. I couldn't believe that was me. I brought my hand to my face, looking at the girl in the mirror doing the same. Wow...I was stunning, absolutely stunning. I was the kind of girl that the boy me would stare at on the street and try to get the courage to talk to. "See? You're so hot!" Tori said. She was right. Wow, it felt so good to feel...hot. She handed me pink nail polish. "Here, play with this while I help the others." I applied the nail polish slowly, watching as the girl in the mirror focused on the task. I smiled at myself in the mirror and saw a cute girl smiling back. I tried looking sexy and smouldering, giving myself a raised eyebrow in the mirror. I looked so tempting! After an hour of admiring myself in the mirror I heard Tori yell out: "Ok, bois! Come on out." I walked out of my room to the living room. I saw the other sissies walk out too. Oh my god, it looked like a train of sexy sorority girls. Everyone was done up so beautifully, looking like sexy college co-ed girls! I barely recognized Kris - he was wearing blonde extensions on his already-long hair. He had pink lipstick and his face made him look like the pornstar Elsa Jean. He looked like a pornstar! And the rest of the boys were equally sexy looking. Jada was enticing as a brunette vixen, looking ready to go out to party! We paraded around, admiring each other. I couldn't believe it, just how incredible everyone looked. We really did look like a group of sorority girls about to go out on the town! "Don't you all look amazing!" Tori said. "Now compliment each other." I turned to Kagney and said to her, "Kagney you look so fucking hot!" Kagney smiled at me. "Britney you are to die for! I could eat you up!" My little weiner was getting hard at this sight. It was jutting out of my panties. "Now, now, Tori. Don't get too excited!" Mistress Tori said. "Sorry, Mistress! But look at Kagney - he looks like a model!" "Isn't that the truth," Tori said. "And all it took was some motivation and some makeup with the right clothes. See, just like that you went from boring boys to these irresistible minxes!" She was right. Overnight we had transformed from the kind of guys no one would give a second look at, to these gorgeous looking things that could get into whatever party they wanted. The sight of us all together would be sure to stop anyone in their tracks. "Now it's time for some class!" Tori said. She sat us all down movie room and turned on the television. "Let's talk about your favorite topic: Pornstars!" She said, and on the screen started a porn scene starring Rachel Roxxx. "You all must know who this is. I know all of you are addicted to porn. These pornstars are like friends to you at this point. Let's talk about what makes her so special, so beguiling and addicting to watch." The scene started of her walking around a group of men teasing them with her body. "Watch how she works the room, how she draws the attention of all of those men. Look at her ability to command the room. Everyone wants her. And why not? She's hot. But she's not just hot, she has a power to her, doesn't she?" I saw what she meant, Rachel was enthralling. Every move was sensual, every look she gave was tempting. "Look how she can get them hard with just a sight of her body, with just her walking around a room. That's so hot! I mean, that's like a superpower - she can get a cock hard without even touching it!" I had to admit, she was getting my little member hard. Tori had a point, Rachel was a temptress, able to get these men hot and wild just with a look. I had never been able to get any attention or be seen as powerful. But Rachel was doing all of that with such ease. The scene moved on as the men pulled out their cocks and started stroking. She went to guy to guy and rubbed her hand along them. "Look at her go," Tori said. "She's about to take on a whole group of men all by herself. That's like the Super Bowl of slutdom. Imagine the task ahead of her, how she's about to be brought to new levels of sensation and pleasure. Isn't that exciting?" It really did sound exciting! "And she's doing it with such control and confidence. She should be a role model for you bois, an IDOL. Why? Because you need to learn to have that kind of power, that kind of confidence. Isn't that what you've lacked all your life?" She was right, I never did feel powerful or confident. I really wanted to, but just never knew how. I wasn't a jock or smart, just average and boring. No hobbies, no interesting qualities. I felt lost, I felt looked over. Honestly, I was drifting through life until now. "We will show you how to have those qualities, how to be a SOMEBODY. But that requires you to change how to see the world and see yourself. I mean, look at yourself. You're all done up like sluts and wearing adorable panties. Could you ever imagine being in this position, wearing skimpy clothes looking like a sex toy?" Honestly, no. Obviously no. I couldn't believe I had gotten to this point, forgetting how I did so. It was a blur of excitement of meeting Lana and having her take me on a journey. This wasn't what I expected out of college, but for some reason I felt like I belonged right here. I had been on a roller coaster of emotions, but I didn't want the ride to end. It kept getting more exciting each day! "Of course not. But look at yourselves, you just ARE. You feel incredibly sexy right now, don't you? And all it took was some clothes and some makeup and you became these sexy little things. That's all it took!" It seemed to simple. I was surprised how quickly my transformation was. "And shouldn't that mean something to you? That all it took to get you to look like sexy sluts was a little push, a little makeup, a pair of panties? Alpha Men, even regular men would never find themselves in your position. But you just slipped into this so easily. It's as if you were meant to. It's as if you were born for this, made for it. I mean, I barely had to do anything to make you all look so stunning." She was right. I went from boring boy to sexy girl with barely any work, as if this was a natural transition. "Why do you think that is? Could it be that this is an abberation? But how - it was so seamless. No, no. This was meant to be. Look at Sissy Jada, for example." We looked the big-assed brunette vixen among us. "Stand up for us, Jada," Tori demanded. Jada complied, standing up. "Look at that body, look at that ass. Look at her pretty face. Does this look like a 'John' or a 'Jada'? I mean, it's obvious. This is how he's meant to look." Jada was definitely the better form, the one that got attention and looked more confident. "You can sit down Jada, thank you. Have you ever wondered why your bodies were so small and effeminate? Why your faces were so delicate and your waists so slight. It was meant to be. You weren't meant to be men, you were meant to be something else. Sissies!" Bambi rose her hand. "Yes Sissy Bambi?" "Umm, Mistress. What exactly is that, a sissy? We've been called that for days and I don't understand what that makes me." "Great question, Bambi! You'll learn in good time what the full meaning is. A sissy isn't a boy, or a gay boy. It's something altogether different. You aren't women, but you look like girls. You can look like incredibly sexy girls, models even. But you're not really a woman. You're somewhere in between. You are the combination of submission and femininity. You dream of being a bimbo, completely empty except for the need to be desired. You want to be the center of attention. A sissy wants to go down the rabbit hole of pleasure." She had us all entranced. "And I know what you're all wondering, and yes: You were born to serve Men. That's right, you may not realize it yet but you are submissive toys to Alphas. That may sound so foreign to you, but you'll come to realize it's exactly what you've always wanted. It'll feel so natural. The Bimbo in you will kick in soon enough. You'll realize that the life of pleasure is everything you've always wanted. And that pleasure comes from one place..." She took a dramatic pause. "From the tip of a man's COCK." We gasped. "Oh you silly sissies, just relax. All in due time." She continued. "This is a welcoming campus and place just for you. Alpha males here are on the lookout for sissies just like you. You'll learn to love their attention, trust me. They'll be the center of your world soon enough. Trust me, it'll unlock your true selves, and you won't look back." She turned to the television, which played a video of the pornstar Dani Jensen. "After all, just ask yourselves what you would do if you looked like her, had her face and her body. Would you play with yourself, get hot girls? Or would you try to be like those pornstars that you've always admired? Would you go out and get a big cock? Whore yourself out for it? Suck cock, get fucked, give into the lust, be a fuck toy, submit to cock. I know what you'd do! You know what you'd choose! The porn has infiltrated your brain for years and taught you the one lesson you know to be true - pleasure is all that matters, and you get it from sucking and fucking!" Fuck, she was getting us going. Everything she said just sounded so real, so obviously true. She was right, I'd always been curious what the girls in porn felt, why they were acting like such sluts. It must be that the pleasure was so encapsulating, so completely perfect that you had to return for more. And they clearly loved the big cocks that gave them that pleasure. "And look at yourselves now? Don't you look like hot girls that Alphas would want?" I looked around and knew she was right, we looked like hot girls with luscious smooth asses and gorgeous faces with perfect makeup. "You could all be the seductive queens you love in porn. You know it. You can finally be like your role models in porn. I mean, you are hotter than most real girls right now! And trust me, being hot is FUN!" I was hot. Finally, I was hot. That meant people would want to be with me. I had always thought that would be girls, but I guess being desired by anyone would be amazing...including by big Alpha men. "Just let your feminine instincts take over, give up on trying to pretend being a man. Trust me, it'll make you more desirable. The guys will go crazy for you, they'll give in for you if you want. You could be with anyone you want, and they'll talk to others about you saying how hot and amazing you are. You could be popular!" Wouldn't that be amazing, to be popular on this campus. I'd love to be important here. I know I wouldn't do that as a jock, but I guess I could do it as a 'Sissy'. "You all have perfect assets, perfect faces and asses. These can create reactions in Alphas, if you use them right. You could be like the pornstars you admire. And it's so much fun to flaunt what you have! Alpha will gawk and fondle themselves looking at those assets. They'll feel so lucky to get a chance to spend time with you. Before you know it, you'll be campus celebrities." That sounded amazing, I'd love to be famous here! "That's enough lesson for the morning. Time for special videos!" She handed us headphones and changed the video. It was fast moving clips of porn interspersed with shots of big dicks. It was weird, but I kind of liked it. The music was thumping. Tori gave us all blunts that we smoked as we watched. It went on for what must have been hours, because before you knew it, it was bedtime. We scurried back to our rooms and went to bed. I dreamed of being a pornstar getting ready for her scene. When I looked down I saw big tits and a hot lingerie outfit. I looked around and saw men gathered around me, what must have been a gangbang scene. All eyes were on me. I started swaying as I looked at them. Their eyes were feasting on me, ready to pounce. But I just kept swaying and dancing, moving around the room drawing their attention. I owned the room, I commanded their attention. I was the center of attention and I was loving it. They all started rubbing their bulges as I rubbed myself all over. Then they started unzipping their pants and pulling out their cocks. I don't remember the rest of the dream but when I woke up in the middle of the night I had cum all over me, I must have "leaked cummies" in the night. I swear that I could hear a voice over the loudspeakers, and it said, "Go deeper, sissy. Go deeper. You want to be the girl. You want to be the slut. Live for pleasure. Live for HIS pleasure," But it was so subtle and before you knew it I was back asleep. _______________ The next day was similar to the last one, and as was the next and the next. My dreams kept getting more vivid and sexual and I swear the voice on the loudspeaker was there egging me on. A whole two weeks went by of us becoming experts at makeup, and working out our thighs and butts with intense cardio. I had lost a few lbs, but it seemed my ass got bigger and my nipples more puffy. My favorite activity was heel-cardio. That was when we all had to wear high heels and walk on the treadmill as it went faster and faster. At first, we all looked like clumsy does but after a couple days we'd gotten the hang of it. And I was the indisputable champion - I could walk at a 3 MPH pace while wearing 4 inch heels. "There you go, now swish those hips, Britney! Use those long legs!" Candi was complimenting me as she walked. "You go girl!" Krissy cheered. "You're on the catwalk, baby!" I giggled but didn't lose by balance. I accentuated by walk by putting my hand on my waist, and pretended to toss my hair back. I must have looked like a model! And the other sissies were so complimentary. We had started to become a real squad, supporting each other in every bit of our new training regimen. When the end of the week came around, Mistress Tori walked in on us in the morning all dolled up and in panties. We didn't need any coaching anymore. She handed us short denim Daisy-Duke short shorts and tight white shirts. The shirts read, "CheerBois" on them in pink with rhinestones. "Time to go out! It's been a whole two weeks and you're all ready to unveil yourselves to the world!" "I don't know, Mistress Tori," Candi said. "It sounds so embarrassing! We'll be teased and bullied!" "Don't be silly, just go along with it, trust me." I don't know if it was the weed we'd all been smoking that morning, or the week of gaining confidence as we grew into our feminine looks. But we were so compliant, just going along with whatever the Mistress told us. So we did, putting on the short shorts and shirts. Our legs were rubbed in oil and looked long and shiny. We each wore 3 inch heels to finish the outfit, making our legs seem even longer and our butts plumper. Stepping out, we realized how long we'd been inside. The sun was almost blinding. But that didn't stop us, we started walking around the campus, going around the quad by the academic buildings. I felt so tense, but as soon as we heard the first guy whistle at us, I eased up. One guy passed by us and said, "Goddamn. Where you girls headed to?" We smiled awkwardly but kept walking, side by side down the sidewalk. Krissy put her arm around mine and smiled at me. It was incredibly, people were staring at us. It was the first time I felt so...noticed. And I loved it. When one guy smiled at me, I summoned my courage and smiled and winked at him. I noticed her then started walking differently, and that's when I saw the bulge in his gym shorts. Omg, did I just do that? Did I just get a guy hard? Wow that felt...kind of amazing. It really was like a super power! I mean, it did feel kind of gay which I don't know how I felt about that, but wow it was amazing to get that kind of immediate response to my looks. We made our way to Frat Row with Tori leading the way. The jocks were out on their patios, having barbecues and drinking the Saturday away. And they stared, enjoying the show of us Sissies walking by them in our little shorts. As we passed the football frat, one of the players came up to us. His name was Danny D, and he was one of the wide receivers and really popular. People said he'd make pro before graduating. He gave us all leering looks up and down our bodies. While staring at us he talked to Tori. "So this is the new batch, huh?" "Oh yeah, Danny. Handpicked. I think it might be the best class ever." "That's saying a lot. Last year's was wild. I was sad to see them all go and get acquired. One day I'll get one of my own." "As soon as you make pro, Danny. Then you can take one along. But until then, you just get to enjoy them like everyone else." "And that I will. When will they be ready?" "Soon, Danny. We just need a bit more time." "I better be the first to know as soon as they are," Danny said, licking his lips and adjusting his crotch with one hand as he looked at me. I shuddered. This was a weird feeling, having a guy get aroused looking at me. I was scared by it, but also kind of liked it. I felt like I had a power over him, like his desire for me was a tool I could use. So I winked at him. "Fuck, that one's gonna be trouble," he said, nodding at me. "Ah yes, Britney. Lana knows how to pick 'em." "That she does, that she does." We tore ourselves away from Danny's lustful eyes and kept walking, and I gave my butt an extra shimmy knowing that he was still watching. I looked back and he smiled at me. We kept walking, our heels clicking on the concrete as we enjoyed the catcalls of other guys at the different fraternities. And then we got to the Mistresses' Kappa house and Tori led us in. Inside the living room were all the Mistresses all dressed up for summer fun in cute sundresses. "Well well well," said Mistress Lana. "Don't you all look tasty!" "Thank you Mistress," we replied. "Did you enjoy your little slut walk?" We nodded. She looked at me. "How did it make you feel Brit?" she asked. I paused. But I knew the answer. "Powerful." "Good boi. Remember, submission is power." "Yes, Mistress." We all took a seat while the Mistresses hovered over us. "By now you must realize that your life is changed forever. You are no longer those little boys that came to Big U. You're something more, something better. You are SISSIES. And not only that, you are Big U's CheerBois. You'll learn what that fully entails in due time." She went on. "Think of this as the greatest opportunity you've ever been given. It's the opportunity to unleash your full potential. This is your chance to live out your fantasies. No more masturbating alone to pornstars. You get to BE that girl in the pornos. You no longer wish you were with that hot girl in the pornos, you can now BE that girl. And you get to enjoy all the pleasures of being her." Mistress Alexis spoke up now. "And you'll do that as a group. This squad, this CheerBoi squad will be your friends till the end. You will support each other and bring each other along this journey." Now Mistress Kelsey spoke up. "And you will help each other become perfect sissies. You're all tired of pretending to be men. Because the truth is you were never meant to be men. You were meant to be sissies. It's so much easier. No more pretending, no more working to be noticed as a man. Not anymore. As a sissy, you get to enjoy a new world of pleasure and it will feel so natural. Just look at yourselves. You are hot, you are desired. Those men that saw you walking here all wanted a piece. You're finally important. And all it took was a little motivation." Mistress Lacey now spoke. "Don't worry anymore about grades or classes. That's all taken care of. Your parents will all receive transcripts in the mail this semester showing perfect grades. That's how much Big U values you." Wow, my parents would be thrilled. And I wouldn't even have to study or go to class! "And after this year, you'll all have high-paying, high-rewarding jobs lined up just for you. No applications, no interviews. You'll each get your own job perfect just for you." Was I dreaming? This was incredible. This sounded better and better. "But that comes with a price, a price that I think you'll be happy to pay." Mistress Anya then started speaking. "You must notice you've undergone some subtle changes. Your voices are higher, your asses are bigger, and you're getting little bumps below your nipples. That's because we put hormones in your smoothies. High doses of them too. Your transformation really has just begun." What!? I wondered why I had looked and sounded more girly every day. But I thought it was the makeup and outfits. This wasn't what I thought was going to happen!? "Don't look so angry and confused, Britney," Anya said to me. "This is really what you want. You know it to be true." I relented, just accepting what was happening to me. I trusted them, they'd led me this far and I just...I just had to know what would happen next to me. "That's right. Now...Welcome to sluthood. No guilt, no regrets, no shame, no inhibitions. Just fun, and lots of pleasure. But your training has just begun!" They led us all back to our Beta house. When we walked in, we noticed that different rooms in the house had dildos suction-cupped to the walls. The shower room had dildos suctioned all over the walls. Even the kitchen table had a dildo in the center. "These are your toys. Take care of them," Lana said as she walked us through the house. There were more motivational posters that had been added. One had a picture of a girl in slutty bridal lingerie and stroking off a line of cocks. It read, "Dress for the job...that you want to give." Another one was a picture of a big hard cock with lipstick marks at the base. It read, "Hard work is measured in inches" Lana then handed us each small butt plugs. "These will help you walk better, helping move your hips the right way. Put them in each other. Now." We complied. Krissy pulled down her shorts and bent over in front of me and I took the plug and eased it into his bum until I felt his asshole give way. I then unbuttoned my shorts, pulled them down and bent over as Kagney did the same to me. It was a weird feeling. Not painful, but just pressure. My asshole seemed to swallow up the plug and plop it right in place. I took a couple steps and the plug shifted slightly inside me. It altogether wasn't an unpleasant feeling. And it definitely made my walk more accentuated as I had to shift on my feet to keep it in position. My panties rubbed against it holding it in place as I moved about the room. Lana looked at us walking around the room adjusting to our new anal guests. "Oh my little sissies, this week is going to be the week that you finally take the big step to become you're meant to me." _______________ To be continued in Ch. 04!! Please leave comments and send me messages! I love to hear your ideas for future chapters! I live for your compliments and support, so I want to hear EVERYTHING! xoxo LatinaRita