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Getting out of the cab, I walked up steps to the stoop and read the names on the apartment mailboxes. I followed it down until I saw the one I was looking for, "Johnny DeMarco & Lily Fields." I rang the doorbell and waited. I looked around while I was waiting. Standing there in my trench coat, I felt a bit sneaky, but didn't think I looked out of place. This was just off campus where a lot of the senior class lived. It was nice, to have your very own apartment and be out of the dorms. But I liked living in a house with all my best friends. The door opened in front of me and a beautiful brunette wearing a shiny silver club dress stood there. "Oh great! I'm so glad you found the place. Come on up!" she said, gesturing me inside. I followed her upstairs to the second floor where she guided me inside her apartment. I took off my shoes and dropped my duffel bag by the door. I was now barefoot walking around, still with my trench coat on. "I'm really grateful the girls were able to send you over on such short notice!" she said to me. "You are really a lifesaver. My bestie Erica is doing a big bash for her 21st birthday and I just HAD to go. It's all weekend up at her parents' lake house so I'm so so happy you had the weekend free to help me!" She showed me around the place, which was a really nice apartment compared to the dorms that the freshmen lived in. "I am so happy they chose me to help you today!" I said enthusiastically. I knew my manners. "So, long story short. My boyfriend Johnny will be here while I'm gone. He's really great, usually, but I found out that last weekend he got a handjob from some freshman slut during the Zeta party! I mean, I tracked her down and told her to stay away from my man, but how can I be sure he won't do something like that again?" I nodded as she told me her story. "And, like, I get it. He's just transferred here from an out-of-state college to be a shortstop on the baseball team and he's going pro next year so all these freshman sluts on campus want to get a piece. And, like, he's practically got a baseball bat for a dick so they all know the rumors." She had my attention. I could feel my heart rate start to pick up. "Anyways, I need to make sure he doesn't get into any trouble while I'm gone and fuck some random pussy. After all, there's another Zeta party this weekend and he really wants to go. But I nixed that plan off the bat!" I nodded, listening to her go on. "So yeah, that's where you come in," she said as she guided me to the door to their living room and opened it up. There I saw the infamous Johnny DeMarco lazing on the cough, sitting back and spreading his legs, wearing a white tank top and gym shorts while he drank a beer and watched ESPN. "Honey, I'm so glad you promised to stay out of trouble this weekend, and I totally trust you not to screw up like you did last weekend. But just in case, I asked the cheer squad to lend me one of their Cheerbois for the weekend." "I'm telling you, it was barely anything, she just wanted to feel it. That's all." "Look, we already talked about this and I forgive you. I just need to have a little bit of peace of mind while I'm on my trip this weekend. I can't have fun if I'm nervous about what you may be up to." "I promise, it won't happen again," he said. "And I believe you, honey!" she responded. "It's just for one weekend, just so I feel better." She walked over to him and rubbed his shoulder as she talked to him. I just stood there in my trench coat watching this. "This here is..," she said to him. "Actually I didn't even get your name, sweetie?" I looked at her and spoke up. "Brit." "Ah yes, Britney. Lana's favorite." I blushed as she said that. "Well, Johnny," she continued as she massaged his shoulders. He barely looked up at me, just drinking his beer and watching ESPN. "Well Johnny, Brit here will keep you company all weekend and make sure you don't get into any trouble. Isn't that right, Brit?" I responded readily, "Yes, Lily." "Honey," she said to Johnny. "Won't you even greet our guest?" He hadn't looked at me the whole time. "I just don't think this is necessary at all. I'll be fine, you can trust me," he said to her. "Oh I know you can honey, but this is just for me to feel less insecure. And I think you'll like having the company," she said to him. "And why's that?" he said. "Well, this isn't just about having a chaperone to watch you. This is something different, one of the new programs that the girls over at the Kappa House have come up with. It's called the Sissy Sitters program and it's designed just for this sort of occasion." "How so?" Johnny was now a little interested, maybe after hearing this was a Kappa House program, or that it was a sissy thing. "Well, when girls like us having guys like you who need to be watched for some time so we don't worry about you cheating on us with some skanks -" "I told you, it's no big deal!" Johnny interrupted. "I know," Lily kept going. "But when we need to make sure you don't get into any trouble, we need some 24/7 monitoring. And we sure as hell can't have that chaperone be one of your male buddies, cuz we all know that'll just end up with you at the parties. And we definitely can't have it be one of our girlfriends, because you may end up cheating with her." "So then why not just leave me alone and trust me?" Johnny said sarcastically. "Oh honey, I wish I could do that. But the Sissy Sitters program solves all my problems," she said. "Oh yeah, how so?" Johnny asked. This whole time, I just stood at the doorway watching them talk, trying to be polite. I was still wearing my trenchcoat, not wanting to make myself too comfortable in this new home. "Well, I know that your just too much of a man to not want to get his rocks off every opportunity you get. And I can't keep you from leaving the house and finding your fun. So instead of using the stick, we use the carrot." She kept going. "See, honey. I just want to keep you loyal and I can't have you cheating with other girls. But I know you have needs and I can't always be around to help relieve those. Plus, I just don't have the time and energy to help you out every time you get a boner and need to get off. A girl's got to get an education!" she said. "So what, then? How is this weekend gonna work out?" Johnny asked. "Well, the Sissy Sitter program keeps you loyal while also making sure your needs are met. You see, Brit here-" She looked at me. "Actually, I should say Sissy Britney here, will be your Sissy Sitter this weekend. He, I mean she, will make sure you are taken care of." She got up and stood next to me. "You see, honey. You may actually end up enjoying this weekend after all, even though I know you'll miss me. Sissy Britney will make sure you stay in the apartment all weekend." "What the fuck? How am I going to enjoy this weekend if I can't even leave my own apartment?" Johnny said. "That's because you won't WANT to leave the apartment," Lily said, and then looked at me. "Sissy Britney, show my man what he gets to play with all weekend." At that, I untied the knot of my trench coat, opened it and let it fall to the ground. Johnny was practically tongue-wagging at the sight. I stood in front of him wearing a white lace apron with ruffles, attached to black elastic garters and adjustable criss-cross back straps with a ribbon waist tie. That didn't hide my matching black lace G- string that tucked away my tiny sissy clitty. The outfit was finished with a neck ribon and a maid cap. I looked like a slutty french maid, and I just stood there letting Johnny drink in the sight. "Now, Sissy Britney, tell me how you will keep Johnny busy all weekend in this apartment and keep him from getting into trouble with skanks and parties." I looked at Lily then down at Johnny. "Well, sir. I have been trained to serve Alpha men like you with lots of different methods. I can tell you all the details later, but for now you should know that for the next 48 hours, you have complete access to this-" I brought a finger to my lips and opened my mouth, pointing inside. "And this," I said, turning around for him, pulling aside my g-string and showing my the bejeweled butt plug buried in my ass. "And you can have these any time you want them, any way you want them. My job is to keep you satisfied and happy all weekend." "You see?" Lily said to Johnny. "Isn't this better than doing stupid stuff with your friends or some dumb skanks?" "But," Johnny said, still staring at my sexy body. "I thought you said you didn't want me to cheat on you." "Oh silly," Lily said. "Fucking a sissy isn't cheating. This is what they're here for, to make sure guys like you are satisfied 24/7 and girls like us aren't busy chasing your every desire. This is just natural. Obviously it's not cheating, you see her only as a sissy to give you pleasure, nothing more. I won't worry about you running away with her like she's a new girlfriend, or worry about rumors around campus that you're with someone else. I can't have that reputation for us. We're making pro next year!" "Wow" Johnny said, his attention focused on my assets. "Well, if you say so. If this is what happens every time you leave for the weekend, then tell your friends that they should take you away all the time!" "Don't get too ahead of yourself, mister," Lily said. "Now, Britney, I think you can handle yourself form here." She went over to Johnny, "Behave yourself, ok? I mean, go wild with her, but still behave!" she laughed and kissed him before leaving the room and heading out the door. But before she left, she called out, "Oh, and Britney - feel free to wear any of my lingerie if you want, just make sure to wash them and have them folded back in my drawer before I get back!" "Yes, Mistress" I said, reflexively. It was just me and Johnny now. A silence hung momentarily in the air. "How can I serve you now, sir?" I asked, staying standing, upright with my hands behind my back. "Well, ummm...I don't have much experience with you sissies. I mean, when I transferred here the guys on the team tell me that you all are a riot, but I haven't tried it yet." I wasn't used to a newbie. "Well, I can do lots of things for you. Starting with cleaning, cooking, tidying up. And, of course, like I said, you have free access to my holes whenever you desire." "Umm, wow. I guess lunch would be great." I walked over to the kitchen to get started. I felt weird being barefoot so I went over to my duffel bag and pulled out some kitten heels and put them on. I got busy making this man a sandwich and a side of chips. I was a little lost at first trying to find all the ingredients in the fridge bu eventually I put together a nice sandwich. I walked over to him, now looking taller in my kitten heels, and leaned over at the waist and put the plate in front of him. He was back to watching ESPN but I knew he had stole glances at me while I was in the kitchen. "Oh, nice, thank you," he said. "Of course, sir!" I responded. His manners were a surprise for an Alpha. It was nice, though I wouldn't mind either way. He was about to pick up the sandwich before he looked at me again. "So, like, are you hungry too? Want to make yourself something?" he said. "Oh no, sir! I already had my smoothie for the day!" I said, still standing there. "Well ok," he said, and started eating the sandwich while watching the game. I kept standing there, waiting. He stopped eating for a second. "Do you want to take a seat? You must be uncomfortable just standing there in those shoes." "If that's what you would like, sir!" I said, and got on my knees in front of him. "Oh, that's not what I meant but yeah ok," he said, and kept eating his sandwich. Even though he was watching sports on tv, he couldn't help but look at me in my sexy maid outfit. I noticed that he had started developing a nice tent in his gym shorts. He tried re-adjusting so it wasn't as visible, but it kept growing. I looked at him as he finished eating and sipped on his beer. "Sir?" I asked. "Um, yeah?" he said. "I notice that you have gotten aroused. Lily gave me strict instructions to make sure you were taken care of. Would you like a handjob or blowjob while you drink your beer and watch sports?" "Oh...I...Yes," he said. I perched up on my knees in front of him and grabbed the waistband of his shorts as he lifted his hips to assist me. How kind of him! I pulled down and got the shorts down to his feet, and looked back up. Lily wasn't lying, his cock really was like a baseball bat! It was thick and huge, probably 10 inches and almost fully hard! I was also uncut, which was new for me. I stared at it for a few seconds, admiring the big blue veins that coursed up the sides. "May I, Sir?" "By all means," he replied. I tenderly picked up his slab of meat and brought my nose up to it and took a whiff. Mmmmm, I loved that masculine smell. I wish that was a car scent so I could package it and smell it whenever I wanted. "This is a gorgeous cock, sir," I complimented him. "Oh, thanks," he said, unused to this kind of treatment. "May I suck on it please? I would love it if you gave me the privilege," I asked him, practically begging. "Of course, all yours," he said, not used to answering that kind of question clearly. "All. Mine," I whispered as I brought my face closer to the covered head. I peeled back the foreskin and admired the pink helmet tip, then licked it all over and got it shiny. Then I got to work, opening wide and taking this cock into my mouth. Wow, this was a really nice cock. So thick, so hot. I stopped for a second and lifted it up and let it flap on my face. Gawd, I love the weight of these Alpha dicks. I continued, swallowing his cock and trying to fit more and more in me. Johnny groaned aloud in pleasure. Oh I love that sound. Spit built up around this cock and it helped me slide my mouth faster on it. Before I could even try and deepthroat it, I heard a loud groan from above. Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot straight down my gullet into my stomach. I held my position until the spurts died down, and slid my lips off his cock. It was glistening. "Fuck that was amazing," he said. "Thank you, sir!" I said. I licked up his cock of any remaining cum. "Oh wow, you don't miss a thing!" he said. "Of course! Us sissies are trained to serve you completely!" I said, before giving his cock one last lick and pulling his shorts back on. I sat there for the rest of the afternoon, on my knees, as Johnny watched more sports on tv. He had me fetch him more beers and would sometimes pat me on my head gently. He then took a nap through the rest of the afternoon while I cleaned up the apartment wearing just the g-string, garters and cap. Around 9 pm I heard him wake up and walk over to the shower. I joined him inside as he was stepping into the shower. "What's up?" he asked me. "I just wanted to see if I could be of assistance, sir!" I responded. "Oh, how so?" he said, getting in the water. "By cleaning you, of course!" I said. "Oh, yeah sure," he said. So I took off my maid outfit, but kept my g-string on, and got in the shower with him. I grabbed the body wash and generously poured some in my hand and started scrubbing his muscular pecs then down to his abs, before bending over and rubbing the soap over his trunk-like thighs. I admired his Adonis-like body, knowing I never could have looked like this even if I had tried. But that was my old life, and it was way in the rearview mirror. As I scrubbed up his legs I stopped at his thick cock and balls. Even soft, his cock hung over his sack like a powerful symbol. It emanated strength, a natural strength. I stared at it for a second until I noticed her was looking at me. I poured more body wash on my hand and rubbed it all over his sack and then gently over his cock. I squeezed the head a couple times before letting it go. It started to wake up, but I had moved on before I could give it more treatment. We finished the shower and I toweled him off. He then went to his bedroom while I put on one of Lily's robes. About a half-hour later he came out and was all dressed up in a button- down and jeans. He looked ready to go out on the town! "Oh, Sir, what are you planning?" I asked, wondering why he was all dressed up. "Just got a text from my boy Sammie on the team. Apparently the Zeta part is getting heated - jello shots off the Sigma Lamba girls!" he said and started walking to the door to get his shoes on. "But, but - Lily said you weren't supposed to go party this weekend!" I said, desperately as I followed him. "I know what she said, but she's overreacting. I'm just gonna have some drinks with my boys and maybe do some jello shots off some honeys. Nothing crazy, I can handle myself," he said and started slipping on his shoes. "But WAIT!" I nearly shouted. He stopped and looked up at me. I even surprised myself, talking this way to an Alpha. "Just...just wait for 5 minutes in the living room. Have a beer, and let me show you something," I said. I guess he was so startled by my concern that he took his shoes off and went to kitchen and grabbed a beer before sitting on the couch to drink it. He looked at me. "Five minutes," he said, and started sipping. I grabbed my duffel and scampered over to the bedroom. I needed to be quick. I'm glad I had re-done my makeup after the shower while he was in his room changing. I tore through the contents of the duffel before finding what I was looking for. In record time, I put it all on. I gave myself one look in the mirror before walking back out. He was nearly finished with his beer as he put it down. I made a soft mouth-clearing sound to get his attention. He looked over at me and gave me the same look he gave me this afternoon. "Holy fuck..," he said. "Wow," I said. "I'm not used to getting that kind of reaction." I saw his cock get hard and strain against his pants. "Now that reaction I'm more used to," I joked, nodding my head at it. I was standing there wearing high heels, a red bodystocking sheer lace garter dress with opaque detailing. It was complemented by haler ties and matching red stockings. These highlighted crotchless red lacy panties. "Around the Beta House we call this outfit the 'Man-Stealer', though I know that's the opposite of what Lily wants me to do this weekend!" I said. He stared me up and down. He saw that I was wearing a read choker with rhinestone lettering. He read it out loud. "Your Slut," he read. "That's right, Sir," I explained. "This weekend that's what I am. Your Slut, to do whatever you want with." I walked over to him sexily, accentuating my strides as my heels made my legs appear long. I straddled him, my face looking down at him. "Like I said earlier, you own both my holes this weekend. And I will use them to make sure you follow Lily's orders." "Wow, this Sissy Sitters program is something," he said. I reached back and deftly unzipped his jeans without even looking back. Reaching deep inside and struggled for a few seconds before I was able to whip his big cock out. "We're here to serve Alphas like you. And I'll serve you all night so you forget all about that silly frat party." I started stroking his thick meat as I talked to him. "After all, you haven't gotten the full Big U. experience if you haven't taken a sissy for a ride," I said, beating his meat. "Oh yeah? How's that?" he said. His cock felt so hot in my hand. "The entire baseball team except you has taken me for a ride already. And I'm known around the team as having the MVP," I said, as I teased my boipussy with his thick dick. How I love crotchless panties! "Don't you mean being the MVP?" he replied, moaning at the feeling of my tight boipussy winking on his dick. "No, they said I 'have the MVP'" I replied. "And what's that?" "Simple, I have the Most. Valuable. Pussy," I said, before easing the tip of his cockhead into my welcoming asshole. "Oh fuuuck," he said. I moaned, loving the feeling of being penetrated. I eased an inch of hot manmeat into my hole before wrapping my arms around his neck and looking into his eyes. "Alright slugger," I said to him, smiling. "You've got yourself the most valuable pussy to use all night long. Why don't you give it the Grand Slam it deserves?" I usually felt so silly using sports terms, but this might be the first time in my life where I felt comfortable using them! He looked up at me, grabbed my hips and thrust. Batter up! ____________________________________________________________ ONE MONTH EARLIER... For the next two weeks, we practiced every day, working out every day, learning about our roles in life, and trying on new clothes whenever we could. I found myself sinking deeper and deeper, enjoying wearing the soft panties against my shaved smooth skin, and loving the company of this new group of friends. The Mistresses had so much to teach us, and we were always expected to remember their lessons. It was hard work, that's for sure! It was weird at first to use the communal shower, getting used to seeing the rest of the bois in the house naked and lathering themselves up. But after a week, it just became kind of normal. The nervous giggles turned into words of affirmation and praise. I walked into the shower that day and saw everyone else already washing up. "Brit, look at your sleepyhead! If you slept more, you'd miss the first lesson!" Candi shouted over the sound of the showers as he rubbed body all over his lithe body. "What can I say? I just wanted to spend more time looking fabulous in this outfit?" I joked as I spun around in my light yellow babydoll, the hem flipping up playfully as I moved. "You do look hot, Brit!" Krissy praised. "I could just eat you up!" "Omg, thanks soooo much, Krissy!" she was such a good friend. I took off the outfit and went to an empty shower. We all scrubbed up all over. Bambi bent over to clean his feet, showing off his jewel-encrusted butt plug as he did. "Bambi!" Jada said. "You're already using the large plug!? Omg, how!?" Jada said, with a tinge of envy in his voice. Bambi blushed. "Ummm, yeah." He was so shy and cute. "Mistress Kelsey said I was ready for it, and like, once she put it in it was hard to take out." "You are sooo her favorite," Jada said Bambi just turned a shade of red she looked like a raspberry! "Oh don't be so jealous," I said, sticking up for Bambi. "We'll all get there eventually. Honestly Bambi, I'm so proud of you!" "Thanks Britney!" Bambi said. We all continued to wash up, teasing each other and complimenting how much we've changed. Krissy was really developed quite the tushy - it was so big and round. But I guess so was I - we looked like we could be related. Just two slight-framed bois with big butts! Honestly, every day she looked more and more like the pornstar Elsa Jean - amazingly alluring features but still with an innocent doe-eyed look. We all toweled ourselves off and went to our rooms to change. I looked at the CheerBoi App on my phone to see what I was assigned to wear. "Fishnet crop top, crotchless panties, no bottom. Medium butt plug. Hair: blonde wig. Makeup: smokey eye, pink lipstick, blush. Shoes: 3 inch black stilletos" I spent the next half-hour following the instructions to a tee. My nipples popped through the holes in the fishnet crop top. Honestly, I think all that estrogen in the smoothies was making me grow breasts! I had tried on bras over the week and noticed that I was at least an A cup! I walked downstairs and saw the rest of the bois. Krissy looked so cute, he had blonde pigtails and plaid tie top. He, as well as the other bois, wore crotchless panties. But we were each wearing a different color. You could see the rhinestone-encrusted plugs in each of our assholes. We had gotten used to wearing these around the house over the past few weeks, and it had accentuated our girly walking style. "Line up!" I heard. I saw Mistress Lacey in the corner of the main room. We did as instructed, the sound of our heels clicking and clacking on the wood floors. I stood next to Krissy. "Today is a very important day, one of the most important lessons you'll learn." She lifted a sheet off the dining room table. On it were several silicone dildos suctioned onto the surface of the table. "It's time to teach you the skills you'll need to be useful on this campus, to be assets to Big U. Now, everyone take a seat." We all took seats, wiggling our bums as we adjusted to the plugs. "You must all be wondering what this new life will look like, what it will be filled with, what your days will be taken over by." We certainly were. "Let me answer that question: PLEASURE." I was titillated, wanting to know more. "Now, pleasure comes in many forms and shapes and sizes. I mean, mostly big, but that's another thing. But you have to learn how to give pleasure before you can receive it." She turned on the tv and on it was a porno of Riley Reid with Mandingo. "Ok, sissies. What do you see here?" Jada spoke up first. No surprise there! "That, Mistress Lacey, is Riley Reid. One of the sexiest pornstars around. And she's about to get the fucking of a lifetime." "Yes, Sissy Jada. You're correct. But more importantly, can anyone tell me who she's with in this scene?" We all blushed, each knowing the answer but not wanting to say. The silence was overwhelming for a minute. I just had to speak up. "Umm, Mistress Lacey, that's Mandingo," I said, sheepishly. "Good, Sissy Britney. Now what's so special about Mandingo?" she asked. "Well..." I hesitated. "He, uh...he has a big cock." "Yes, good job! What's so important about that...Sissy Krissy?" "Ummm...because pornstars have big cocks." "Sure, yes. But see how Riley wonders at it. Why does she do that? Why does she look so excited?" "Because big cocks give more pleasure!" Krissy said, remembering the videos we had watched together. "Yes! Sissy Krissy has made an excellent point. Riley here is excited by this cock, this big wonderful cock. Why? Because it gives pleasure. That is something you all need to internalize. Cocks give pleasure, and the bigger they are, the more pleasure the give. You all obviously know that, don't you? It's clear from all the porn you've watched all your lives." I knew that to be true. Girls in porn always loved getting fucked by big cocks, especially those 'BBCs' like Mandingo's. They always squealed with joy, panting heavily as they orgasmed over and over again. "Which brings us to our next point. So if there are big cocks out there in the world, and they give so much pleasure, then doesn't it follow that they should be treasured? We should be taking care of those Alpha men and their big cocks, since they are so generous to us by giving us lots of pleasure." I guess she was right. They were special, and needed to be treated so. "And yet, there are so many Alphas with big cocks that go un-treated. They have to suffer the ignominy of not getting the love they deserve." I don't know why, but for some reason that just felt like an injustice to me. "And what a shame too! Because that means someone doesn't get to enjoy the pleasure those cocks give!" She pointed to the large dildos on the table. "Now, pretend like these are the big cocks of Alphas. Sissy Bambi, look at this one." She pointed to the first one. "And tell it that you're sorry it gets ignored so much!" Bambi hesitated for a few seconds, unsure of what to say. But then she just went for it. "Ummm, Mr. Alpha, sir...I am so sorry that no one is around to show you the respect and love you deserve. You're so big and full of pleasure, and yet no one is helping you give that pleasure away." "Good, Bambi!" Lacey clapped a bit. She went to the next one. "Now, Sissy Kagney, tell this one what it deserves." Kagney was more confident after Bambi had shown us the way. "Mr. Alpha, Sir. You deserve a hot willing mouth to treat you right!" "Yes, good gurl!" Lacey said. She explained further. "Each time you pass these in the house you are to compliment your chosen dildo and tell it why it is worth your praise and respect!" We nodded. "Ok, good." She fast-forwarded to the end of the scene as Riley's face was painted by Mandingo's enormous cumshots. "You probably hear girls complaining about getting facials from cocks, right? They say it's gross, or painful, or humiliating. But does Riley look humiliated? Does she look like she thinks its gross?" We looked at Riley's face. She was beaming, smiling wide as cum was sprayed all over her pretty face. She was absolutely stunning and happy. "No," Krissy said. "She looks so pleased!" "Yes, Krissy!" Lacey said. "She looks PROUD. Proud that she was able to satisfy that huge Alpha cock and drain it of its seed. That's ACCOMPLISHMENT." We wondered at Riley's work, as she licked up the cum on her face. "It's so much easier that schoolwork. It's so confusing to figure out how to go about classes, satisfy the whims of professors and try and get a job out there in the world. Doesn't this look easier? Give pleasure to a cock, get pleasure from it, and your reward is clear. A good job is rewarded with a load of cum. Simple, straightforward. Nothing more. You know that you did a good job if you earn that load!" We watched the scene closely. Riley even looked like she was having fun cleaning off that big dick. She looked so satisfied, and proud of herself. After all, that wasn't an easy task to take that monster. "This is how you must think from now on. Your lives now are all about pleasing Alpha males. And trust me, it's easier than you think. I mean, you have so much to learn, but life is simpler now. Just please them, and you will be pleased. Treat them right and you will know that you did a good job. No more complexity in life. Just pleasure and service." She ended the video and took us downstairs. For the next four hours, she reviewed makeup techniques, different types of panties and lingerie, how to walk sexier, and all sorts of fun yoga stretches to make us more limber. The day ended with an intense gym workout, mostly squats and cardio. We were all exhausted that night! ___________________________________ The next morning we repeated the same thing, complimenting the dildos, watching more porn and commenting on the girls in them. Lacey also had us strat describing the penises in more detail too. I really liked the Mandingo scenes, and would use those as opportunities to describe why his cock was so desirable to the girls in the scenes. It was pretty clear that the wisdom the girls taught us was true: "Cocks give pleasure, and big cocks give more pleasure." Every girl in those scenes looked like she was taken to another planet when he fucked them. I couldn't help but wonder what that must feel like... Krissy interrupted my reverie. We were on the exercise bikes, cycling like crazy. Sweat covered both of us. This was made even harder because the girls had made us be fully dressed up for it. I wore 3 inch heels on top of my lycra body suit. The girls made us all wear lycra body suits now, like we were in the "Call On Me" music video. My long hair was in a scrunchie, so I really looked like an 80's fitness instructor. I looked over at my friends on the treadmills. Mistress Kelsey was there coaching them on as they walked in their 5 inch heels, trying to do the catwalk. Candi and Jada tried to keep up while Kelsey adjusted the speed. They looked amazing, though Candi did stumble a couple times. I couldn't help but think Jada, or John as was his original name, had such a perfect butt. It was so large and round. It looked amazing in the one- piece and really filled it out. It was just so feminine. Looking at it made you wonder why he was born a boy in the first place... We finished up the class and headed upstairs. Passing by the dildos, we all made sure to show Kelsey the new manners we had learned. "Thank you for giving so much pleasure to the world," I said to one. "You command the room and everyone in it," Krissy said to another. "Your power makes people fall to their knees," Candi said. "You deserve a fat ass and a tight hole to bounce on you," Jada said. We all looked at Jada, scandalized. "What? Don't act like it ain't the truth," he said. We giggled and went to the showers. Looking around at the array of bois around me, I noticed how our bodies had began changing. We all started with thin torsos but now it looked like our hips had gotten bigger. Our waists were still tiny, bu the hips were just...more pronounced. I looked over at Candi. "Wow, your nipples look so puffy," I said. He looked back at me as he rubbed his hands over his nipples. "OMG yes, and they're so sensitive. It's like lightning bolts shooting into me when I twiddle them like this." He showed me. His eyes closed and I noticed his tiny penis looked harder. "Wow, I'm serious it's so nice. Plus, my chest just looks bigger." He was right, it looked like he almost had A-cups. I felt a smack on my butt and looked at who did it. It was Kagney. "Don't act like you haven't gotten yourself some new 'assets' Brit!" he said. I had to admit it, but butt was also looking bigger and rounder. Lana had said that she found that really sexy. I was so excited by that. We finished up showering. Drying off, I looking around and noticed our penises were smaller too. I mean, they were nothing to talk about before, but now the biggest was on Jada and that was just 2 inches. Even when I would see it hard, it was like 2.5 inches. His ball sack looked so tight and small. Honestly kinda cute! Like a little purse for his tiny balls! But I didn't dare tell him that - he had quite a temper! We dried off and using a bit of lube from a dispenser that the girls set up, we inserted our little buttplugs back in. I had gotten used to it over time, not minding the initial discomfort when I put it in. Once it was in, it actually felt kind of nice. I mean, it made me shift around in my seat when I had it in. But it felt reassuring. Like, I had gotten used to it here so that when it was gone I kind of missed it. It felt like someone was giving me a reassuring pat on my butt all day. Like I was never alone. Weird. We spend the rest of the morning learning from Mistress Alexis about makeup technique. We got ourselves all prettied up, enjoying the compliments from Alexis. I should have been weirded out that I was enjoying wearing makeup, but Alexis said this was progressive. "Seriously, just look on TikTok - all sorts of guys are doing it. It's now the cool thing, being different and transgressive." I believed her, and even if I didn't I couldn't help but enjoy putting mascara on my eyes and trying out smokey-eye. Honestly I looked like a teen model! Mistress Tori then joined us for the afternoon and we went to the living room to our designated chairs and watched her play more porn for us. She played the first movie, it was a movie of Megan Rain as a schoolgirl. She started out by sucking on an huge cock. "Bambi, what's so impressive about Megan here? "She's really knows how to deepthroat!" Bambi said. "Like, it's so impressive that she has learned to take so much cock down her throat! He must love it!" "Yes, Bambi, good job. Deepthroating and blowjob skills are to be admired. Not everyone can do it, it takes a lot of practice. And men really appreciate and value the sexy slut who can take their entire cock down. Wouldn't it be nice to be appreciated that way?" We nodded. "Now Bambi, since you're impressed, does that mean you're also jealous? "What do you mean?" "Well, if you admire her so much, don't you wish you could be as impressive as she is? Makes sense, right?" "Ummm...yeah." "What? You don't think Megan is impressive? You think it's EASY to deepthroat like that? To look that good while you do it?" "No, that's not what I meant." "Then tell me what you meant," Tori said. We were all nervous, listening to Tori take down Bambi like that. But we wanted to hear Bambi's answer. "I just meant...I just meant that it's super super impressive how well Megan can take that big cock. It's just that I don't know if that's what I want to be doing..." He trailed off. "Oh I see. So it seems like you all may not completely understand your roles here at Big U. Didn't we help you ditch that old boring life and adopt this new more exciting one. Oh wait, do you want to go back to being boring old Robert, Bambi?" "No!" he answered quickly, showing exactly what he thought of that. "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy the attention you got from all those guys the other week when you all strutted your stuff on campus. Don't tell me that it didn't feel amazing to be the center of attention, to get all those compliments...to be WANTED." "I didn't, I don't - " Bambi started. "Don't tell me it didn't get you excited to think that all those big powerful guys wanted to spend time with YOU. Don't tell me you don't enjoy getting to hang out with a bunch of hot sorority girls like myself, rather than play video games in your dorm rooms. Because trust me, we can end this whole thing now. This can be over in an instant and you'd all go back to your old lives." "NO!" We all said. And I meant it. I couldn't go back to that old life of being ignored, of being a nobody. This was definitely not what I expected out of college, but it was a hell of a lot more fun than being a lonely nobody in high school. I got to spend time with hotties like Lana and Tori. And I had this group of friends in the Beta House. "Then it's time for you all to embrace your PURPOSE. You are the CheerBois, which is an incredibly important honor here at Big U. You have to really embrace your sissyness. It's been in you all your life, we're just here to bring it out of you." She went to her laptop and changed the video playing on the big screen. The intro music was loud and thumping. It sounded like Nicki Minaj's song "Anaconda", which reminded me of girls twerking to in the music video. I kind of enjoyed the fun girly beat. The voice over began as hot porn scenes played: "What do men want? Feminine holes to fuck" Well, that's definitely true, I thought. "Obedient penis pleasers" the voice went. That's an interesting way of putting it. "Penis pleasers". Sounds like quite the job! "That's a SISSY'S PURPOSE" Oh... "Feminize yourself Sculpt your body and butt to be what men want Dress like a whore Flirt like a slut" I definitely had started along that. "Your purpose is to get cocks hard So you can fulfill your other purposes: To offer all men your feminine holes" "My" feminine holes? I...I guess I have two of the same holes as girls...Wait, what is that about getting cocks hard? "Get to work bitch! Offer your mouth Get poked and prodded Offer your body" I...I...I didn't know that was...they never mentioned that explicitly... "Giving up your holes is your purpose Men belong inside you Be his whore Show him how bad you need him And your body used" That...that's what it meant to be a CheerBoi, a sissy? "Give men what they want It just feels so right Let them take their frustrations out on you You need Alpha Men Give yourselves to them. It's easier." It did sound easy to just give over to someone else, to just abandon yourself to someone else. It did sound like an easier life. Men have to do all the work to get the girl, but girls just have to...give in. It sounds so...easy for them. "Giving pleasure to Alphas is your purpose And when they reward you for it You feel so accomplished and sexy For being a sissy who gives men what they want" The video ended. Tori spoke up, "Is that clear? You have a new purpose in life now. We will help you get there, but you have to be sure this is what you want. Now go back to your rooms and think about it. Anyone who wants out, pack up your stuff and just walk out. But if we see you here in the morning, you are committed to this. No turning back." We all did as instructed. I looked at Krissy before going into my room, hoping he wouldn't leave. He was my best friend here and I don't know if I'd have the strength to go on as a Cheerboi if he wasn't there with me. He looked at me with a similar look and we closed our doors. That night I tossed and turned, wondering what to do. I mean, it seemed so crazy to become a 'sissy', to become a pleasure toy for men. I mean, I WAS NOT GAY. I never had crushes on boys back in high school, I never wanted to do any of that. I couldn't imagine doing anything like that with another man. 'Another man'. Look at me, all femmed up and thinking a men would see me as an equal. I mean, sure, I definitely had touched a fellow Cheerbois butt several times, and been physically playful. But that wasn't gay. No more gay than when athletes pat each other on the butt during games. I mean, it was definitely different, but... I just really wanted to be accepted by the girls. And if I'm being honest...I guess I wanted to be like them too. Strutting around campus looking all feminine and cute was such...a thrill! I had never received that kind of attention. I mean, those guys were looking at us with a sexual eye, which was...new. But it felt amazing to be accepted by them, to be WANTED by them! Sure, this wasn't what I imagined it was going to be for me when I thought about hanging with guys in college. I guess I thought I'd be one of them. Who was I kidding? I was no jock, no...Alpha. Dressed up all femme, I was finally accepted by them. And it was amazing, in a different way than if I was one of them. They all wanted to be with me, to spend time with me. I felt so...POWERFUL. My thoughts rolled around in my head. One thing was for sure, I wasn't going anywhere. I had to go deeper down this rabbit hole because I needed to see where it'd lead. I wanted to know...what I could become. As I drifted off, I heard the music over the loudspeakers, lulling me to sleep. ""You could survive your whole life on only a diet of cum. You should have started sucking cocks sooner. You need to be on your knees, it's where you belong. You're missing out because you're afraid. Head out there, get on you knees where you belong. Life gets better once you start sucking cock. Don't be a pussy. Just do it. You need cock on your lips. You need to be full of dick. You can't stop thinking about it. You LOVE to worship the Big. Beautiful. Cock." I drifted in and out of sleep, hearing the voice drill into my head but not completely understanding what it was saying. "You can't stop cumming...to dick. You've made the right choice. Cocks make you crazy. You can't be blamed for your addiction. You better start practicing. You can practice on anything. Bananas, cucumbers, dildos. Indulge. Indulge in sucking. Indulge in cock - you deserve it! You deserve it! You feel overwhelmed by the need to see huge dicks. You want to know what it's like. You can almost taste it. You're missing out." Once or twice over night I woke up and the music was gone. I noticed a wet spot on my sheets. But I was too tired to do anything about it so I put my head back on the pillow and drifted back off. I could've sworn the music instantly started again once I was asleep. "Once you start sucking, it'll all be different, it'll all be easier. Just do it. You can almost feel it on your lips. You can almost feel the cum on your face, the cum sliding down your throat. The feeling of the cock stretching your lips wide. How many more days must you go without it? You need that big piece of meat. Sucking cocks makes you happy. Sucking cocks makes you powerful. Submitting makes you powerful. Feeling weak in front of cock makes you powerful." ___________________________________ The next morning I woke up super early and glanced at my CheerBoi App. The outfit for today was simple, just "Victoria's Secret PINK gym boyshorts, black thong, tight white PINK tee, thigh-high gym socks, white sneakers." It was surprisingly casual, but I was happy to comply. I showered, noticing that no other Cheerboi was awake yet. I hoped no one had left the Beta House in the middle of the night...I really hoped Krissy didn't. I got ready, putting on the thong, then boyshorts and pink tee. I pulled up the long socks, liking the feeling against my hairless legs. The girls had been making us use hair removal cream over the week and the effects were showing. I tip-toed downstairs and walked into the main room and loved what I saw. It was Krissy. He was wearing the same outfit, looking cute as hell. "OMG I'M SO GLAD YOU STAYED," I said, trying not to shout. "BRIT! I was so worried all night you would leave!" "I'd never do that to you!" We hugged and smiled. "What convinced you to stay?" I asked him. "Well, I thought about how Tori explained our new life. It's scary but at the same time...it's so invigorating. I know I'm not gay but when they show us porn it's like a light goes off in my head. I just...am so jealous of the girl. Like that scene with Megan Rain yesterday, she was a pleasure-giving queen who could make any guy cum. That's...POWER. I mean, to hell with my old life, Brit. All those classes I was bound to fail, all tha work to try and impress girls by trying to act like numbskull jocks, all of it. If I was like Megan, I would be the queen of this campus, and everyone would line up to get a taste. Just look at the Kappas - they practically rule this campus because everyone wants to be with them." It was like we were twins. I was so excited that I had found someone who just...got it. I told him that I was thinking the same thing. "Like, when we strutted around and the guys flirted with us. That was...amazing. I've never felt anything like it. And I wanted...I want more of it! I agree, I'm definitely not gay but it feels different when we're all femmed up. I'm not Brian, or Brit...I'm Britney. I'm this powerful, attention-seeking, dynamo. I felt like I could conquer the world!" Krissy smiled at me. Then she got serious. "And all that stuff about our purpose being to please Alphas...for some reason that...that clicked with me." "I guess it did for me too," I agreed. "It's like, we're clearly not Alphas. I couldn't throw a ball for shit all my life!" We giggled. He went on, "But like you said, it was amazing being around those jocks and getting attention from them. I enjoyed their flirting, and it just made me want to...I dunno..." "Made you want to what?" I asked, knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from someone else's mouth. "Made me want to...please them! Is that crazy?" "Of course not! I had the same feeling! It was like, thank you sir for paying attention to me and complimenting me, how do I return the favor? They made me feel so...small but so wanted at the same time! It was such a weird feeling but all I wanted to do was pay them back in some way!" We heard footsteps and turned. There the rest of the bois entered, first Krissy then Candi then Kagney and Bambi. We were thrilled that they had chosen to join! But Jada was missing. "Where's Jada, has anyone seen him?" Candi asked. "Wasn't in the showers," said Kagney. That's when we saw the basement door open. "Miss me bitches?" it was Jada, sweating from an early morning workout. "What? Jealous that I put more effort into this hot bod then you lazy butts?" he joked. We laughed. The front door opened and there stood Mistress Anya. "I knew Tori was wrong, none of you would leave me!" she smiled. It felt so good to have this goddess want us around! She lined us all up in the main room at the table. "I have a very special exercise for you all today!" She lifted a box onto the table. "You all have finally figured out that pleasing Alphas is your purpose. By being here today you have accepted that truth. But we need to introduce you to what that means." She opened the box and reached in. "So I asked the boys at the Zeta house and asked them to contribute." She pulled out six jock straps. I got nervous. "These here are the jock straps used by the Zeta boys during their hockey practice. You can imagine they really got used." I didn't know what was going to happen. I felt my heart race and took a deep breath, inhaling a new scent that got me tingling. "You see, you all may seem to understand what an Alpha is. You know Alphas are competitive, dominant, that they go anywhere and take what they want. They don't have doubt, only confidence. They are the future power players in this country, the future athletes and entertainers. You feel different when you're around them." I somehow knew exactly what she meant. "But you need to know more about them physically. And importantly how their physical dominance makes you feel." She tossed a jock strap at each of us. "So, take a whiff. That scent is unmistakable, it's Alpha." We looked at each other and hesitated, not knowing who would go first. Then Jada, always one for attention, grabbed the strap in front of him and brought to his face and took a dramatic whiff. We all looked at her, mouths agape. She closed her eyes and breathed in and out, smushing her nose against it. Then she calmly put it down. "Wow," was all he said. We'd never seen Jada so short for words. So one by one we followed her lead. I brought the strap close to my face and took a whiff. It was like the scent traveled to the back of my brain and swam across my nerve endings. It was a new smell, but one that was...welcome. I was sweet but tangy, a musk that was indefinable. My heart raced more and I felt my penis...well, I felt it twinge. And, as weird it was to admit to myself, my butthole twitched against the buttplug. We all put our straps down and looked at each other. Anya spoke up. "Intoxicating, isn't it? To a girl like me, it's honestly gross. But to sissies like you, it's kryptonite. That smell, it means power to you. Don't lie to me." I nodded my head, I couldn't lie. "Only a sissy would feel the way you just felt. Not a straight guy, not a girl. Not even a gay guy, let's be honest. What you felt was special to sissies. Don't be ashamed of that." She opened the box up again. "Now the Zeta guys were generous to let you all keep those." My heart fluttered. I wasn't letting this out of my sight, I needed to feel what it made me feel before. "But they were extra generous because they gave us something else." She gently lifted out a container, like a drinks container but each little pocket had a shot glass in it. They were all filled with a white milky fluid, and filled to the brim. "You see, us Kappa girls were over at the Zeta house just about an hour ago. We debuted our latest cheer for them, and there wasn't a soft cock in sight. And of course they wanted us to please them, after all we teased them right?" Seemed about right, if you tease then you must please. That's at least what Lana taught me one time. "But we had better things to do, so instead we gave them a little video to watch. It was a video that we took of you all doing squats in your lingerie." What! Oh god I was so embarrassed. "They all loved it so much that they returned the favor and here it is..." She nodded at the shot glasses. It...it couldn't be. Was...was that jizz? Oh my god, how were they all so full, how was a man able to cum so much they filled those? Wait, was she implying what I thought... "You got that right, your little candid show got these men so hot and bothered that they all went back to their rooms and gave us a little...donation." Wow...I was speechless. On the one hand I was embarrassed they had seen us in such a vulnerable state. But if she was saying what I thought...those big guys all got off on looking at us? "You little minxes, getting guys all hard! You should all be proud! But before you get lost in your thoughts, it's time for your next lesson." She distributed to each of us 3 shot glasses, each full to the brim of cum. "Now that you got a whiff of Alpha musk, it's time you got a taste of them too." I didn't know if I could go through with this. This was a whole new level. Dressing up, putting makeup on, watching porn and having a buttplug in, that was all fine. I mean, I had gotten used to it and had learned to really enjoy it. But again, none of that was gay. It was just femme. THIS...This was gay. "You look unsure, Brit," Anya said. "I just...this is something else, it's like...really gay." "Oh, and that plug in your ass makes you a big man?" A couple of the bois laughed at that. "Well, that's like, my thing, not another guy's. This is literally a guy's jizz." "Aaand...? You seemed to like smelling their jock straps. Don't tell me you aren't interested?" She was right, I was definitely curious. Part of me wanted to know. A big part of me. "I know what you're really thinking," Anya said. "You've watched so much porn in your life and how do most porn scenes end? Candi, help our Brit." "Cumshot," Candi said. "That's right, a powerful stream of cum all over the girl's face, body, and in her mouth. And a good pornstar swallows that cum. And you probably notice she looks like she enjoys it too." "But like, they could be acting that," I said. "Could be, sure. But if it really was so bad, do you think they'd do it again and again? You can't fake everything when you're acting. Now don't tell me you aren't curious if it really is as tasty as they make it seem." I guess I was... "But hey, you'll never know unless you try, right? Plus, it's not wrong or gay. I mean, does it make you feel better that it's not straight from a guy's cock? Think of this like a protein shake. After all, it's been scientifically proven that cum is high in protein and essential nutrients. It has to be, after all it's to make babies. Plus, some research shows it's good for skin care. Some of my friends swear by it." Well, if I could see it as a protein drink... "Best of all, these samples are still warm so they'll be fresh and full of flavor. Like a great protein shake!" We looked at the spread before us. "Go ahead, take a taste," Anya said. I swallowed my pride and grabbed the first shot, bringing it to my nose. The other bois were doing the same. I took a small sniff first. Hmmm...it smelled a bit like the jock strap did, but different. The shot glass was warm and I held it closer to my nose. I inhaled deeper. It had sort of a nutty smell, almost like a pumpkin pie but not quite. Only one way to find out what it was like. Here goes nothing... I took the tiniest of sips. The texture was...creamy. Definitely like a protein shake. The taste was strong but at the same time complex. It was definitely salty but that was cut by a sweetness and nuttiness. There was just so much...flavor. I looked around and saw the other bois going through the same process. I wanted to know more. I took a bigger sip, maybe a third of the shot glass. Wow! That was something. The saltiness of it was definitely obvious, but the sweetness really came through. And that nuttiness was so aromatic and gave it kind of a dessert-like feel. This was better than any protein shake I'd ever had. I took the shot glass and kept sipping, each time finding new flavors. It was warm but I wish it was warmer so it would bring out the flavors more. The texture was sometimes slimy, which I thought would gross me out but honestly gave it an interesting texture, almost like an exotic fruit's juices. Before I knew it I was staring at the bottom of an empty shot glass. "Well well well, looks like you didn't seem to mind that, Brit," Anya said, smirking. "Umm...no Mistress." "In fact, looks like you got yourself a little cum moustache!" Anya turned on the camera on her phone and showed me myself. I did! I had a lining of cum on the top of my lip. "Up-bah-bah," Anya admonished me as I almost licked it up. She looked at Krissy. "Krissy, why don't you give Brit a kiss and get that moustache off. After all, it's definitely not any gayer to do that than what you both just did." Oh god. Just when I thought it couldn't get weirder. Krissy turned to me and had a look of, "What? I can't say no to her." It helped that he was all femmed up and looked like a cute girl. But still. Before I could protest, Krissy was face to face with me and smushing his lips on mine. Wow, they were...so soft. I held myself there, then starting pushing back. Krissy really did have such soft and pillowy lips. Then I felt an intruder in my mouth, something new. Was he sticking his tongue in? I started to pull away but his lips just felt so good so I let his tongue in. Our tongues fought and danced, and I could taste the remnants of the cum he had just drank. My mouth was a symphony of salty and sweet and a pleasurable tongue batting against mine. "Enough you two!" Anya said, breaking us out of our reverie. Krissy sat back and licked his lips. He smiled at me. I smiled back. "I almost had to separate you two!" Anya joked. We blushed, hard. "Now, you all have two more shots left. Drink up, and compare the tastes from the previous!" I took the next shot, this time not being timid about sipping away. This one was tangier, sort of like a salad dressing. More savory than the last one. Weird, who knew cum had so many different types and flavors? "What do you think of this one, Candi?" "Umm, this one feels more like a dessert. Like, it's sweeter and has almost a caramel aftertaste." "Good girl! That one is Trevor's. He's been drinking a lot of rum and Cokes recently, that's probably where that sweetness comes from." She turned to Bambi. "How about yours, Bambi?" "Well, it's like...salty..." "You can do better than that, Bambi." "I guess it reminds me of salt taffy. The texture is really thick, almost like it could be gummy if it was a bit thicker. And it lingers in your mouth like taffy. And yeah, the saltiness is really intersting. It contrasts with the sweetness in background." "Wow, sounds wild!" Anya said. "Yeah, can...can I try?" Kagney said. "Sure!" Bambi handed Kagney the remainder of his drink. Kagney took a swig. "Oh wow, you're right. It's like how the salt on salted caramel brings out both flavors. It's making my tongue water!" "Great job you two!" Anya said, like a doting teacher. We all then tried out last cumshot. This one was the most interesting of the bunch for me. It tasted fruity, like a pina colada or something. The saltiness was barely there, and the texture was actually much thinner than the previous ones. "You look perturbed, Brit," Anya said. "It's just that this one is so sweet! It's like a weird kind of juice or something. I mean, it's actually kind of nice but so different." "Oh yes! That's Brett's. He's the team goalie and has been doing this new diet where all he drinks is pinneaple juice with some muscle building supplement. That explains it!" "Wow, yeah. It's kind of interesting how they're all so different..." I said. "Yes! Does it make more sense why those pornstars are begging for those loads. I mean, apart from the fact that they're huge sluts. They're also so curious what the load will be like. How big, how much, how fast it'll come out, but also how it'll taste. The texture, the smell, the initial flavor and the flavors that come out later. How thin it is, how thick, how sticky afterwards. Each cumshot is like a new experience! Like going to a hip new restaurant, haha!" We giggled at that comparison. "Now, my fine Cheerbois. You've made huge strides." "Thank you, Mistress Anya," Kagney said. "Yes, thank you!" Bambi repeated. "I feel like I just did a wine tasting at a fancy vineyard!" "Yeah," Krissy agreed. "Except instead of wine coinosseurs, we're CUM CONOSSEURS!" We all cracked up at that, including Anya. Then Anya dismissed us and we went to our next activity, which was porn watching in the big room. We paid special attention to the cumshot scenes, seeing the girl's reactions and understanding that look of excitement on their face. During one scene the girl licked her lips and I mimicked her and did the same, not even realizing it. I caught Krissy with his tongue out in a scene where a girl patiently waited for a guy to unload on her. She saw me staring and slapped my shoulder and we giggled. Heading back up to our rooms at the end of the day I could still feel the cum sloshing around my stomach. I rubbed my stomach and gave a burp, tasting the salty aftermath of my day. ___________________________________ That night I was awoken by my door open and someone crawling into bed with me. It was Krissy! He didn't say a word, he just started kissing me and rubbing himself on me. I responded in kind, and we groped and kissed through the night. At one point I felt his hand on my penis and I immediately started gyrating and spurting into his hand in what was one of the most pleasurable orgasms of my life. I reached for his and his little penis felt so soft and warm. I grabbed at it and started jerking it like I would my own and within seconds he was spurting all over my hand. I drifted away with his sweet pillowy lips on mine... I awoke the next day and there was no one next to me. Was I dreaming? I found another wet spot on my sheets and changed them. I went to the shower and got ready, making sure to clean my bum out as I had learned to do in another exercise the Kappa girls' had shown us. The enemas and bidets were weird to use at first, but it felt really nice to be clean aftewards. I looked at my CheerBoi App and the only clothes it mentioned to wear were "White G-string, garters." Well that was interesting. I put those on but also put on a bunch of makeup because I felt so naked without more. The makeup made me feel like I was all dressed up. I went downstairs to see the rest of the bois in similar dress. I looked over at Krissy who looked embarrassed by my eye contact. Was I dreaming all that last night? Weird. All the Kappa girls were there too, each wearing hip new outfits. They first had us drink our shakes and smoke some weed. The weed that day was strong! I was feeling lighteaded almost instantly! They then had us sit at the big table and the dildos were all suction- cupped onto the table. There was one for every seat. I sat down and stared at the 7 inch black dildo in front of me. It was way bigger than mind penis ever was. "Ok, bois. It's a big day for you," Lana said. "I heard from Anya all about how you loved the treats the Zeta men sent you. I'm so pleased to hear it." "But you all remember what your purpose is, and why Big U values its Cheerbois. This lesson today is the beginning of a big part of your journey. Listen to us, we will guide you and take care of you." We shivered in our seats, maybe because our clothes were so skimpy. It would have been so weird if you asked me a few weeks ago if I'd imagine myself wearing women's lingerie, with heavy makeup and a buttplug in me while listening to the hottest girls on campus. But now, it was just another day. Another adventure that I wanted to explore. "These dildos in front of you are today's challenge. You've all seen pornstars take dick, and they got their practice somewhere. It's dildos like these," she said. Then she looked each of us in the eye. "Today, you will learn...to suck cock." My heart leapt in my chest. A part of me wanted to storm out, say goodbye to all this, end this craziness. But the bigger part of me wanted to see what I could do, how I could compare with the others, how I could make Lana and the other Kappas proud. I was so deep into this that I don't think I could turn back now. The Kappas all pulled up chairs next to each of us. The Kappa that recruited each of us was sitting next to us, so Lana was with me. She patted me on my back. "Don't be nervous, ignore the others and focus. Pay attention to my voice, and relax. This can be so much fun if you relax." So I tried, I breathed heavily. "You're here to learn how you can please," she said. "I'm going to teach you." I steadied myself. "Let's focus on oral pleasure, it's a huge pat of serving. You need to learn what to do with your lips and mouth. They have the potential to do so much, to make someone feel amazing. It's quite amazing the power they have." I listened. "Today is also about patience. First look at it and thank it like you learned." I looked at the 7-inch black dildo and mustered up my creativity. "Thank you for letting me pleasure you today," I said. "Good, good. You'll learn to be more creative over time but that's a good start. Maybe Jada can help you out with that." She knew how competitive we were and how much Jada made the rest of us feel insecure that we weren't as cool and wild as her. "Now trace your fingers along it, be gentle." I did, feeling the fake veins running up and down it. "Feel how big and strong it is." I did, it was definitely bigger than mine. "Now give it a kiss." I brought my head to the tip and gave a light kiss. "You can do better, slobber a bit. Give it a kiss like I heard you gave Krissy." I blushed and brought my head to the tip again and planted a wet juicy kiss on it. "Better! That's how you show it that you appreciate it." I smiled at the compliment. "There are a lot of ways to start this, some people like to build their way up while others go to town immediately on it. Let's try the slow way." Phew, I don't know if I could do the other way. "Lick along the sides of it, really tracing your way up and down. Like a popsicle!" I imagined I was licking a chocolate popsicle and did as she was instructed. The taste of the silicone dildo wasn't all too pleasurable but the feeling of a thick heavy thing on my tongue was kind of nice. I liked that weight of it. "Good, your mouth clearly designed to please, Brit! You have such plump soft lips and a nice pink tongue!" I appreciated her compliment. "Ok, Brit. Keep feeling it and start stroking." I wrapped my hand around it and started sliding up and down. It had a lot of friction. "That happens, spit on your hand first." I did, then went back at it, noticing the difference. "Good, now lick it like a kitty." So I did, licking it up like a cat laps at a bowl of milk. "Ok, big moment, wrap those lips around the tip." I took a deep breath and brought my face to the tip, staring down the barrel of this dildo. It was so intimidating, I imagined that this was nothing compared to the real thing though. This one was 7 inches and it looked huge, I couldn't believe those pornstars took bigger cocks without blinking an eye! Ok, I can do this, I can do this. I repeated that to myself, trying to forget that I was dressed like a girl about to suck a dildo like some camgirl. No big deal, just having fun with my friends. This is what I was meant to do. I opened my mouth and took the head in. Not bad, definitely makes me open wide. But I could handle this. "Ease more into your hot mouth, Britney," Lana said. I think the weed really kicked in at that point because my brain became really cloudy and my body just relaxed a lot. I eased more of the dildo into my mouth. My mouth felt so full! But oddly enough this was kind of comforting. It was like a pacifier I guess. I took a breath and kept the dildo in my mouth. "Ok, girl, this is the hard part. You have to relax your throat to get more in." I tried, but immediately started gagging. I came off the dildo and coughed for a few seconds. "That's ok, Brit! Happens to everyone. This is why you'll practice. Totally normal." For some reason I did feel ashamed that I had that perfectly normal reaction, and I really appreciated Lana's empathy. But failing only steeled my resolve. "I can do this," I said to Lana. She smiled wide, clearly proud of me. I wanted to make her proud. I opened wide and took the head in and then took another inch in. Ok, not bad, not bad. Then I hit the point where it was difficult again. Lana then whispered into my ear. "Imagine, Brit. Imagine you're one of your favorite pornstars. Be like them, like you're taking on a huge cock and you're undaunted. Imagine what they must feel, that mixture of fear and excitement. But above all, the need to please their man, the need to pleasure the Alpha. This is what you were born to do. Be like them!" The words sunk in, making an indelible mark on my weed-addled brain. I imagined myself as some blonde bimbo pornstar who was feasting on dick. I could be like them if I tried. I could be that hot and sexy and desirable. I could be the best of them if I tried! I let my mouth sink, feeling the head of the dildo hit my tonsils. No, I wasn't going to give up now. I started breathing through my nose. You can do this, Brit. You can do this. I just imagined those sexy pornstars and the way they just gave into their lust. I did the same, just giving into what felt natural and I felt my body relax, and my throat relax. The dildo started sliding forward and I felt my face ease down. Before I knew it, I opened my eyes and saw the bottom of the dildo! I had done it! I held my position for a few seconds more then slowly eased back. I turned to Lana and started wiping the spit off my lips. "You did it! I'm so proud!" Lana said. She held my hand up and announced to the room. "We have a NATURAL!" The rest of the Kappas clapped and I saw some of the other Cheerbois stop their work to look at me. "This one's gonna be trouble at the frats this year, isn't she?" Anya said. "Not just a cock-tease, but also a cock-pleaser!" Tori said. I was so embarrassed by the attention and the lewd comments but I loved the attention and approval. We spent the rest of the morning working on dildo skills. Lana taught me the corkscrew, how to tease with my hands, and the sniff-and-lick. It was really cool getting to learn these moves, like she was my coach and I was an athlete. Our jaws were aching by the end of the afternoon! We all looked at each other and smiled, knowing that we had just accomplished something great today! It really did feel like the end of sports practice! That afternoon the girls let us change into something very comfortable, so I chose a pair of Gucci sweats I saw in the closet. They had us go to the movie room and they started a new lecture. "That was very impressive, bois. We're all so proud of the strides you've made in the past few days. We just know you'll all be valued members of the Big U community as the latest Cheerbois. But now you can all sit back and listen because we have an important lesson for you today, one that's fitting after that practice you had this morning!" We kicked back and watched these Kappa girls teach us. Kelsey started. "You must all be wondering: what's the deal with Alphas? Like, you understand their the big players, the powerful ones on campus. The ones that all guys want to be like. But there's something more than their athletic abilities and magnetic personalities that makes them Alphas. And you shouldn't be surprised. Anya then spoke up. "It's something that can't be taught or practiced. It's what they possess. Yes, that confidence and allure, that innate ability to dominate their environment. But something else too. They were given powerful instruments to dominate men and women around them." Alexis then went. "That's right. They have a physical symbol of their power. Not just strong arms and legs and ripped abs. No, something more. In fact, many Alphas don't have Adonis-like bodies. They don't need to. Because they are just naturally different. They are doms." Then Lacey started instructing. "Their dominance is obvious. But they are also gifted with a symbolic representation of their power. In fact, not just a 'representation', something that is truth itself. Something that shows the world that they are at the top of the food chain. Something that bring the world in and keeps it there." Tori started. "You all know it to be true. Some men have it and others are jealous. It's what you see online, what you watch in those pornos. It's something that makes girls go gaga and men fill with envy. It's the ultimate sign of power." Lana stepped up in front of them. "Alpha Cock." She let the words sink in. "So what makes Alpha cock so special? It's been a topic for lifetimes and generations and centuries. We all know the obvious: they are BIG. Not just larger, but BIG, HUGE. But research has shown it's not just about that. Alpha cocks have been researched and studies show they produce higher amounts of pre-cum compared to others. Other studies show that it's sweeter and thicker than others. Just think about what you sampled earlier this week." I thought back to it, and had to agree. It was just so flavorful. Anya started explaining. "You all know that they give more pleasure. You see pornstars go crazy on those Alpha cocks. Again, science has answered this: Alpha cocks have th eideal shape and contours to bring pleasure. Biologists say that Alpha cock their cum contains that enzyme that is highly addictive when ingested." That made me wonder if that cum I drank yesterday would make me addicted! "Yep, that enzyme causes the release of high amount of dopamine and serotonin, the addiction and pleasure hormones. As a result, people who ingest it feel total body relaxation and pleasure. A recent study of volunteer cocksuckers of Alpha cocks concluded that daily oral sex with it often resulted in lower stress and higher quality of life." That's pretty remarkable, hard to argue with science. "But on the flip side, those volunteers also saw a decline in IQ. Despite this, every volunteer in the study expressed that they would continue to be sexually use by Alph cocks." That sounded dangerous. Plus it was addictive so that seemed like a vicious cycle. "The cum from Alphas has been analyzed and it's been shown to have a high amount of hormone enhancers. That means that when ingested, significant amounts of estrogen are released, leading to breast growth and weight loss." Wow, so it really could change a person's body. I was intrigued... "The results are obvious, Alpha cock and cum are just good for you. It's no surprise, then why girls seek out Alphas in the world. It's not just their money and power, it's because their cock and cum literally transforms you and makes you happier and content." I felt like I was in science class. Except unlike real school, this science lesson made sense to me. I felt like I was finally learning! Lacey then spoke up. "So, bois. You are going to be Cheerbois for Big U. Alphas. That's a huge responsibility. But it comes with rewards. Not just social ones, but the reward of Alpha cock and cum. It may seem strange now, but trust us. Once. you start exploring the world of Alpha cock and cum, you'll understand and you'll never want anything else. But never forget it's an honor to serve them." I felt like a huge responsibility was being put on me. But at the same time I felt like I finally had purpose. A voice in the back of my head told me that this all sounded so...gay. But I didn't feel like the girls were making us gay. No, they were making us something else. We were Cheerbois...We were 'sissies'. ___________________________________ The rest of the week was a strict regimen: Monday: Porn viewing, booty workout, Bimbo talk, dildo practice Tuesday: Porn, makeup tutorials, dildo licking, squats Wednesday: Cardio, heel walking, Bimbo talk, hair and makeup classes Thursday: Booty workout, porn viewing, lingerie lesson Friday: Porn, booty workout, dildo practice, high heel practice I was getting better and better at my skills. I could deepthroat the 8- inch dildo no problem! Lana kept telling me how proud she was of me for that and kept encouraging me. When Saturday rolled around, we were all giddy. We walked like models, we looked like sex kittens, and we dressed like sluts! Plus, the Kappa girls had given us voice lessons so we even sounded like girls. It helped that the hormones in our shakes loosened our vocal cords. Our bodies were clearly changing. My nipples were incredibly sensitive, my chest looked like it was growing A-cups to the point where some of my bras were kinda filling, and my butt was big with a thin waist. The girls lent us their laser hair removal device so we were all completely hairless except on top where each of us had grown out our hair. The hormones did a number on that too, with our hair richer and shinier and long. My facial features even had changed. My jaw had softened and neck looked more girlish. With an outfit and makeup on, I easily passed as a girl. And not just any girl, a really cute one. Most nights I would just stare at the mirror and watch the girl reflected back at me. I'd move my arm and see her doing the same. I'd smile and see a hot girl smiling back at me. I looked just like a hot girl-next-door type that high school me would have gone crazy for. I couldn't believe it, even though I saw the same thing in the mirror day after day. And I was oddly really content like this. I had watched so much porn in my life and looking back I knew that I was paying special attention to the girls in them. In my head I couldn't help but wonder, "What was it like to be a hot girl? How awesome would it be if everyone wanted to get with me?" And now I looked like one of those hot girls, those amazing pornstars. By Friday night I was exhausted from all the practice and lessons. I changed into a babydoll and went right to sleep. I was awakened by noises in my room. I looked up and Krissy was standing over me. "I'm...I'm not dreaming, am I?" I asked. "No, Britney. It's me. I just...I've never felt close to someone in my whole life. And the way I felt when we kissed." "So that was real that other night?!" "Sorry, I couldn't help myself." "Don't apologize. It...it felt really nice." "For me too...I thought. Maybe we could do more bonding tonight." He lifted his hand. He was holding a double-sided dildo. Who was I to say no to more practice? I got on all fours and Krissy did the same. He held up the dildo to my mouth and I let the head slip in. This one was floppier than the one we practiced on so it slipped in nicely. Krissy then put the other end in his mouth. I still had to lift up the excess in the middle was we started sucking back and forth. After a few minutes, Krissy took his end out and said, "How about a little competition. Whoever can fit more in gets to have the other one get him off!" "Game!" I said then quickly stuffed the dildo head back in my mouth. We were like animals, shoving more and more dildo cock in our mouth. I stared into Krissy's eyes as we both wrapped out lips around the dildo. Gosh he looks so cute. His lips all stretched out around the dildo just made him look even hotter. He stared right back at me and smiled around the dildo before pushing his head further on it. I had to overcome my gag reflex, which I felt like I was quickly getting a handle of. The sounds of gagging and moaning filled the room as spit dripped onto my bedsheets. I felt Krissy slap my shoulder, tapping out. "Aha!" I said. We looked at the dildo under light. I measured and I had taken 8 inches while Krissy only got 7. I then leaned back and said. "A bet is a bet." Krissy smiled then pulled my babydoll up. He kissed along my smooth thighs all the way up to my penis. Wait, was he going to...? My question was answered when I felt a warm mouth bathe my little penis. Oh god wow, it felt amazing. I thought I saw angels as his tongue licked all around me. This must have been nothing compared to the 7 inches he just swallowed, so he was able to give me the full treatment. After a minute of feeling amazing pleasure I felt something slap my nose. Krissy was tapping the head of the double-sided dildo against my face. I got what he meant. I grabbed it and started sucking on it. It really did feel like a pacifier, calming me down and giving me a full-body experience as Krissy gave me immense pleasure with his mouth. I was in a pleasure haze when Krissy let me slip out of his mouth. He adjusted himself on the bed and before I knew it his crotch was hovering over my face. He was naked and he lowered himself down. Any ideas that this was gay slipped out of my mind as soon as his mouth covered my penis again. His penis then slowly easied down until it rubbed against my lips. Krissy stopped sucking and looked at me. "It's not a penis, remember? It's a sissyclit." I remembered the Mistress's lessons. They were right, this looked nothing like the cocks in the movies. It was barely a penis. It really as a clit. This was like if I was giving head to a girl. No difference. I opened my mouth and took him in. Mmmm...it was so soft, and the pre- cum tasted sweet. I barely had to do much work, it was so small. I rolled my tongue around it over and over again and bobbed my head. Krissy was giving me amazing head on my...sissyclit. I felt my body give in and before I knew it I was moaning around his clit. Nearly at the same time our bodies spasmed and cum started leaking out of our clits. I was in an orgasmic haze and Krissy's cum just slipped to the back of my throat. As my orgasm faded, I tasted some on my tongue. Mmmmm...as sweet as his pre-cum, maybe sweeter. Krissy rolled to the side and collapsed on the bed. We were breathing heavily. "That was..." I started saying. "Amazing," Krissy finished. We knew from that moment on we were going to be inseparable. ___________________________________ The next morning I awoke and saw Krissy had let himself out. I showered and got myself decent and checked my Cheerboi App for instructions on clothing. "Downstairs, bois!" I heard Lacey's voice shout. We all rushed to the main room, each wearing our assigned outfit for the day. For me it was a blue camisole and a jean skirt. "You all look scrumptious today," Lacey complimented us. I looked around and we really did look so cute. "Today is a big day. No lying about that. I wish I could tell you all the details but I shouldn't. Just know that you will all wake up tomorrow a new person." I was titillated. Whatever could she be talking about? "But before I give up any information, there's a van waiting out back. Today is starting with a fun surprise..." She kept us waiting for a beat. "Spa day!!!" Oh wow, that sounded like so much fun! We all went out back and saw Kelsey sitting in the driver seat of the van, and she honked the car. "Get in you sluts!" she shouted. She was hilarious. We put on our heels and piled into the van. The whole drive to the spa Kelsey played pop songs by Britney Spears, Nikki Minaj, and other sexy singers. We all sang along - no surprise, we all knew the verses. After all, this was what was blasting during our daily workouts! We pulled up to the parking lot of a spa and the car stopped at a spot far from the entrance. We wondered why she parked so far away when there were so many empty spots. But we trusted her and all got out. I began walking with the rest of the girls to the spa entrance when we heard a loud whistle. "Damn!" We heard the voice and looked at a big burly man walking out of a hardware store next to the spa. "You sexy little things getting ready for a bachelorette party? If you're looking to party, sign me up." There it was, that feeling of being objectified, of being the center of attention to a leering eye. I...I loved it. I smiled over at him and we kept walking. We could tell he was staring at us walk inside, his eyeballs rolling over our bodies. Everyone had gotten into spa but me, as I was holding the door open. That man was at his truck now, leaning against it and watching us. His hand was on top of his jeans-covered crotch and he was grabbing his package lewdly. I thought of what I had been taught as a child. I thought about how if a man did something that vulgar, I was taught he should be ashamed. I imagined my teachers saying that men like that were gross and misogynistic and that they should be ignored. But if that's what I was taught, that wasn't how I acted. I stared at him in the face, then looked down at him grabbing his big package. I then looked back into his face, smiled, and dramatically licked my lips. He grinned back at me and kept rubbing his crotch. Then I turned around, seeing his reflection in the glass door. I leaned, arching my lower back, and shook my fat skirt-covered ass at him for a few shakes. Then I turned back around and stepped backwards into the spa and closed the door. I could see he was laughing, clearly having enjoyed the show. What had gotten a hold of me? How could I have acted like that? It was hard for me to put into words, but it just felt so right. I know what I had been taught as a kid, that men like that were perverts and gross. That women who tease them were sluts. But that's not what I knew now. Now I was educated on the real world. And the real world had Alpha males who saw what they wanted and didn't hesitate to take it. And in the real world there were people like me, people whose purpose was to tease and please those Alphas. Plus, I was no longer ashamed to say it, I loved the attention! I craved being objectified, being desired. I wanted to be the center of attention! I knew that that sort of thinking would get be in trouble, but I couldn't resist. The feeling that surged through me when I knew that I teased someone with my body...I thought about how that man got hard because of me and I could barely breathe, I felt so alive! Kelsey came up to me, "You little slut, you just can't help yourself!" I replied, "Guilty as charged!" The rest of the bois laughed as I rejoined them, having enjoyed my little show. We were all then escorted into the spa and were assigned an individual masseuse. I got the best massage of my life, and felt so relaxed and stretched out. They took us to the salon part of the spa and I had a manicure and pedicure. My eyebrows were plucked and the nice woman working there put these long eyelashes on me. They pampered us, and did our hair. They gave me a blowout and my hair looked so full and bouncy. Then they did out makeup for us, putting pink lipstick on me. My eyes were perfect smokey-eye and the extensions really made my blue eyes pop. We enjoyed some time in the spa, relaxing and chatting. I loved having these friends, we really did feel like a 'squad'. I would do anything for them. Before we wrapped up, the aesthetists came long again with syringes and needles. "Don't worry, bois. This is a health product that will help you face looks younger and more attractive." The aesthetists stuck the needles in our lips and injected something in them. My lips got so swollen but on the car ride back we put ice on them and the swelling went down. Not all the way though, and I looked like I had inflated my lips! When we got back to the house, Anya was there. "You all look so hot! Wow, I'm so blown away. You're gonna look amazing...for the party we're having tonight at the Kappa house!" Wow, that sounded like so much fun! "All the frats are invited, so it's gonna be a blowout! No better way to celebrate the start of the football season!" My heart leapt in my throat. If the frats were gonna be there...that meant that were all gonna be out as full sissies for the first time since we started our new education at the Beta House. I was so excited but so scared. "No time to waste! Check out your phones, your outfits for tonight are listed on the Cheerboi App!" I ran back to my room and grabby my phone and went straight to the app. "Tonight's outfit: Plunge A-line Dress in Blue, yellow sheer mesh and lace cutout cheeky panty, 4 inch yellow peep toe." My makeup already having been done at the spa, I threw on the outfit hastily. I was so excited. My dress came down just about 3 inches below the bottom of my fat ass. If a gush of wind blew it up, there would be no mistaking what was beneath. Luckily the girls had taught us how to tuck our little clits down so an observer would only notice if they were close up. I could twirl around all I want and guys would just see a cute girl wearing lacy panties! When I was done, I looked in the mirror and a sexy party girl was staring back at me. This is who I had become, and I couldn't have been more excited. I went back to the main room and saw the other Cheerbois in similar sexy party dresses. The Mistresses were all dressed up in super hot party outfits and they were sitting around drinking. "Well are these the same boys we met last month, cuz they look like Victoria's Secret models to me!" said Tori. "Wow, if I had a dick it'd be hard right now!" Kelsey said. We all had a good laugh at that. "Ok bois, I have one final lesson for this week that I want you all to take to heart," Lana started. "But first, start drinking," Alexis interrupted and handed us sweet alcoholic drinks. "So, you've all learned over your time here in the Beta House that your old way of seeing the world was all wrong. You've learned that life can be more fun as sissies, what you were always destined to be." She went on. "You've learned that that it's wonderful to be the center of attention? To be a 'tease'. there's nothing wrong with that! It can be exhilirating to be a slutty cock-tease! There's nothing sexier than posing for some big studs! You have to think how your mind responds to that - Let's say that you are standing somewhere and you are just posing like a slut." I imagined myself in the parking lot earlier today, posing for that stranger. "One could say that it's shameful, something that shouldn't be done! But we all know that the truth is exactly the opposite! It's fun, it makes others happy, it brings joy to the world!" I definitely brought joy to that guy! "On the one hand, you take pleasure just admiring yourself while posing, thinking how sexy you look. You are admiring all the little things that make you feel sexy. Maybe it's your soft skin, or your smooth legs, or your well toned body, your sexy ass, your clothes, your nails, your hair, your make up, our lipstick! And I'm forgetting so many other things! Maybe the guys that are staring don't even care about the details of how you got yourself looking so hot, but you surely do!" She got up and kept talking, taking sips from time to time from her drink. "You take pleasure just thinking how others respond to your flirty games! You may be standing there like a silly little thing, but at that exact same moment you know that you are probably giving some guys a huge hardon! Is there anything better? You feel the power you have over them!" I thought again to that guy fondling his package as he looked at me, getting hard to my body. "Because you see, with a simple move you can have the attention of a powerful Alpha! A quick shake of your ass can cause so many problems to some guys! It's that simple!" She continued, "And finally, when you decide to give them what they want, you know that they are desperate to put it somewhere! By then, the guys are rock hard for you! Your goals are accomplished! You have your boys just where you want them! All hard and ready to give pleasure! You are now the object of their dreams. You are the one they want to give them release! You can decide now, if you want it to be quick or if you want it to be slow and painful." Wow, that did seem like power. To have an Alpha in the palm of your hands, to be able to give him what he wants. "And when they want that release, you can decide again. And all that is only for YOUR PLEASURE bois! You have to remember that!" She finished her speech, knowing she had pushed that idea so far into our brains that we'd be thinking about it all day, all night, all week. "So my beautiful bois. Know your power. Those Alphas out there, they want you, they want your holes. That gives you power. When you open your mouth and lick your lips, twirl your hair, wink at them. They are drawn to you. When they see your panties, they get hard. When you pull them down slowly and achingly, they can't help themselves. They're caught in your web." She slowed down. "That, my bois, is 'The Tease'. It sounds complicated but you all know how to do it, you've been trained and it's something you were born to do. So tonight, practice The Tease. Learn your power." Tori then stood up. "Now let's do some drugs!" That broke the tension as we saw Tori pull out a plastic baggie of pills. "Ecstasy, anyone?" She handed the pills to the rest of the Kappas and then to us Cheerbois. "On three, everyone put it on their tongues!" Tori said. "One...two...three!" I looked at the little pill in my hand. After all the hormones and weed I'd taken, this was nothing. So I put it on my tongue and let it dissolve. The girls then took each of us by the hand and dragged us out the door to head to the Kappa House. ___________________________________ The party was already going by the time we rounded the corner. The Kappas had hired a professional party company, so the place was decked out with crazy lights and a pro DJ. There was a line of prospective partygoers out front, all getting rambunctious waiting in line to get in. A group of buff men, clearly the football players, skipped the line and made their way inside. The Kappas and us behind them walked up, then past the line and up to the bouncer. "Hey Carlos!" Anya said waving to him. "Ladies, looking good tonight," he said, letting them pass. We heard the groans of disappointment from the people in the line waiting to get in. I, on the other hand, was thrilled. I just got into this exclusive party without waiting in line! I was now part of the college elite! Carlos looked at me as I stepped through the threshold. "My my you're a pretty little thing," he said to me, eyeing me up and down. "Thanks," I said, getting all nervous. Wow, that was cool! When we got inside, the party was lit! The Mistresses all fanned out, meeting people and flirting with guys. We Cheerbois got nervous and loitered in the corner by the drinks. I downed a punch real fast, boy it was strong. Krissy and I stepped back and forth to the music, watching the Mistresses be social butterflies. I felt eyes on me, mostly male ones but some jealous female ones too. The music was coming from the basement, and the bass got louder and louder. I was feeling nice and tipsy from the drinks we were having, and I talked to Krissy. "Can you believe it? We're here at this amazing party that everyone wants to go to, we're with the Kappas, and we look so hot." "I'm so happy right now," Krissy said. "Seriously, I just feel more relaxed and more happy than I thought I'd be." We held hands for a second when a big man came up to us. "You two look tasty," he said. He was wearing a button-up shirt with the top buttons undone to show his muscular chest. "Thanks, you look so good too," Krissy said. "Travis," he said, putting out his hand. I looked up at him, he was probably 6 and a half feet tall, towering over us. I put out my hand, "Bri---I mean, Britney. This here is Krissy." He shook my hand. Wow, was that the first time I used that name with a man? "Britney and Krissy. Hot names for hot girls." It felt so good to get this kind of attention. "My buddy Tyreke over there was admiring you Britney. He says you're the hottest piece he's seen here at Big U." I was practically melting. "Oh really? That's so nice of him." I looked at the corner where he was pointing and saw a stud of a man. He had jet black skin and cornrows and was BUILT. He must have been one of the new football players. "How bout you two join us downstairs for a dance?" he asked. I got really nervous, I hadn't really picked up on dancing, either as a boy or as a girl. I was always awkward and had two left feet. But Travis was so confident and Tyreke looked so...manly. "Yeah!" Krissy responded for me. Travis grabbed her by the waist and walked with her to the door to the basement. Tyreke joined us there. "Damn girl, that dress is showing off all the right parts." "Thanks, Tyreke. You look like you work out a lot." He flexed his giant arms. "You bet I do. MVP for three years back at the Academy, best half-back they ever seen." I didn't understand what that meant but it must have meant he was an all-star athlete. And he wanted to spend time with me? Wow. Tyreke grabbed me by the waist as we walked down the stairs. His hand was dangerously close to my ass but he just gripped my hips in a way that made me feel so small and yet so protected. I could feel the jealous leering of other girls, watching me escorted down to the dancefloor by this stud. I just soaked it in, enjoying the feeling of being desired by this hunk, of being the object of his desire, of being the center of attention to all these people. That's when the thought came to me: "This is an Alpha...I should treat him right" The men dragged us to the middle of the dancefloor and the stood side by side and each pulled us in. Tyreke faced me, wrapped his hands around my waist and started grinding. I didn't know what to do. The alcohol was hitting right, loosening me up but I had no rhythm. I tried to just follow his lead. He moved to the right, I moved to the right. He moved to the left, I moved to the left. The whole time he gripped me tightly by the hips, letting me know he was the Alpha in charge. Then he let go, grabbed my hand and twirled me fast. My skirt rode up a bit, showing the bottom of my panties! I should have been ashamed but I knew he would enjoy it and it felt really nice! "Damn girl, as if I needed any more proof you had a phat ass, those panties are doing you more than a favor." Wow, this man was saying all the right things. It felt amazing to get his compliments. He just oozed confidence and I followed his lead willingly. He gripped my hips again and danced with me. The song was a rap song I didn't know but it had a nice thumping beat. I swayed with him, pushed against his hard abs with my chest, tried to show him I could be sexy. I was starting to get nervous that he'd be turned off by my poor dancing skills. But then I felt something. My brain started to feel all...melty. Oh shit, the ecstasy was kicking in. I looked around and the lights were all glowing and trailing neon colors. My mind felt like it was floating and the world around me getting warm and weird. I glanced over at the corner, trying to steady myself. Tyreke was probably holding me up as he was dancing with me. I saw something weird...it was...no it couldn't be. I saw myself smiling back at me. This doppelganger was staring back at me smiling, wearing the same outfit as me, all made up like me. Wow, she was hot. I smiled back. I think I was having a hallucination, a vision. This ecstasy was playing tricks on my mind. But I just went with it. She gestured at me and then at Tyreke. I looked up at Tyreke to see him lost in the beat, dancing on me. I looked back at the doppelganger, and she motioned for me to turn around. So I loosened Tyreke's grip on my hands and turned around so I was facing away from him. He re-grasped my hips and got closer. The doppelganger then walked closer to me, now just a few feet from me. Clearly no one else in the room noticed, this was all in my head. The doppelganger then motioned to look at her, and she started shimmying side to side and tossed her hair as she did. She gestured for me to do the same. So I did, shimmying against Tyreke and tossing my hair, looking all playful. He seemed to like it because he gripped me tighter. The doppelganger than put her hands on her hips and rolled them around all sexy. So I did the same, and it forced me to bump up against Tyreke's crotch and I could hear him say: "Damn gurl, work it." That made me feel really good. I was getting this powerful man all hot and bothered. The song changed. I heard another rap beat start and listened to the lyrics. It was a remix of a 2 Live Crew Song: "Face down, ass up, that's the way we like to fuck! Face down, ass up, that's the way we like to fuck!" I remembered hearing this song when I was younger, thinking it was so X- rated. I remembered having thought that only sluts would like this song, thinking how demeaning it would be to be a girl dancing to this. And there I was, in a dress, with a big strong Alpha male behind me, grinding on me as I danced to it. I looked at the doppelganger again and she motioned for me to pay attention to her. She bent at the waist, arched her back and flipped her hair up and stood back up. She motioned for me to do the same. So I tried. I bent at the waist and arched my back. I felt Tyreke's bulge in his pants. That made me pause for a second but then I remembered what I was doing and I flipped my hair back and slowly stood back up. "Fuck yeah girl!" Tyreke said, pushing his hips against my butt. "Get freaky!" That was all the encouragement I needed. I tried the same move, bending at the waist as he pulled me in to grind his bulge against my ass. I arched my back but instead of standing straight again, instead I jiggled my ass side to side really fast and then flipped my hair side to side. I tossed my hair with my hand to one side and looked back at Tyreke. He was loving it! I could tell, his cock was straining against his pants and pushing against my ass. It was an amazing feeling, to know to know that I had had that effect on an Alpha male. Lana was right, that was power. I was doing 'The Tease' and getting power from it! The song lyrics played over us as Tyreke bumped and grinded on me: "I'm lookin' for a bitch to spend the night Do the crazy thing while I fuck all night I make her do things like nothing before And when I'm done, she'll always be sore >From the things I do when I'm fuckin'" I grinded back against him, pushing my fat ass against his bulge. It was barely dancing, it was more like humping what we were doing. Tyreke gripped my hips firmer and grided against me in circles. It felt really nice to have someone take control of my body like that. My doppelganger was still there and she was smiling and showing me a new move where I made small scooping motions with my ass, dipping down quickly and pushing my ass fast. I followed her lead and did that move against Tyreke. Then she mimicked another move. She bent down and put her hands on her knees. Then she pushed back with each leg to bounce her ass up. Right then left, then right then left. Each time her fat ass jiggled. I tried it. I released Tyreke's grip and put my hands on knees. I popped my right side up, popping my right buttcheek with it. Then I popped my left buttcheek. Each time my ass jiggled against Tyreke's crotch. "Damn girl you a freak!" he shouted. I felt so alive! I understood why girls like going out dancing - this felt so sexy, I felt so desired. My doppelganger then motioned for me to turn around and face Tyreke, which I did. He was looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I grinded my front against him, enjoying the feeling of being so small against his huge frame. The song kept playing overhead: "And when I'm tired, the bitches are suckin' A double team with a friend of mine Luke's in front and I'm behind Just ridin' you like a pony While you suck my dick, makin' me horny Then all of a sudden we'll switch positions Prop your ass up and freak the pushin'" Tyreke looked down at me, "I bet you know how to freak the pushin, girl!" I smiled, and kept rubbing my body on him. I was on fire! I looked over to my doppelganger at my side and saw her start fading away. I was sad to see her go, but I was so thankful this ecstasy gave me this vision. The Mistresses were right, there's a sexy sissy in me that just needs a push to get out. This doppelganger was just that. Before she disappeared into the crowd she turned and looked at me. She motioned to Tyreke, then back at me. The brought her fingers up to the side of her mouth and curled them around as if she was grasping a pipe. Then she opened her mouth and pretending like she was blowing an invisible cock. That slut! She winked then disappeared. The lyrics of the song kept playing as I melted into Tyreke. "And when I cum, you'll hear me roar I'll treat any bitch like a whore 'Cause it's the way I like to fuck It's face down and ass up!" As the songs switched to another heavy rap song, I heard Tyreke whisper in my ear. "Come back to my place." That was it, the big question. What would I do? I started to think when I felt a body push against us. "Well don't you make a sexy pair!" it was Lana! Lana pushed between us and started bumping and grinding. Now she was an expert at this, looking sexy as she twerked and grind up on Tyreke. He was loving it, dancing on the sexiest girl on campus. She pulled me in for a kiss, practically making out with me in front of Tyreke. She then looked me straight in the eye and said, "I couldn't leave you alone for this." The three of us danced against each other for two songs, Lana catching the attention of every guy in the room. We looked so sexy, dancing like skanks against this big football player. When the song ended, Lana looked back at Tyreke. "Why don't you join the two of us upstairs in my room?" "How could I say no to an offer like that?" Tyreke responded. I gulped. I wasn't sure what I had gotten myself into. Lana took me by the hand and led the way back up the stairs and into the foyer, then up the next flight of stairs to her room. She opened her door and let us all in. "Now Tyreke, my friend Britney here is a sexy little thing, isn't she? "A fucking dime," Tyreke said. Wow, that felt good to hear. "But she's inexperienced, being new to college and all. Came from a small Midwestern town. So innocent." "She don't dance innocent." "Oh no she doesn't! There's a firecracker in her! But she may need some time here to get relaxed." "We got all night, girls," Tyreke said before leaning in and kissing Lana. Fuck, they looked like models, him all jacked and her all busty with a perfect body. I just stood and and watched. Tyreke broke off the kiss. "So, you girls want to see why I was called the Hail Mary back in high school?" "Oh yes, I think we do," Lana said. Lana grabbed my hand and had me sit on the bed. Tyreke stripped of his shirt, showing us his rippling muscles and abs. Then he unbuckled his pants. He unbuttoned his jeans and shrugged them down so he was just left in his boxers. They weren't hiding much. That bulge I had felt while we were dancing was obvious and was straining against the cotton of his underwear. "They called me the Hail Mary," he started to say. He then grabbed the waistband of his boxers and started pulling them down. "Because..." he went on, and pulled those down before standing up again. "Girls would thank God every time they saw it." He stood back and let us take in the view. It was huge...probably 9 inches soft, and the girth...like a Coke can. It was jet black like the rest of his body. He was cut, and veins crisscrossed around it. No surprise- it probably needed all the blood supply it could get. The head was bright pink and flared out. The shaft flopped down his thigh, the weight clearly held down by gravity. But his balls were also unbelievable - like two plums in a dark sac. I'd only seen things like this in the movies...I thought back to when I saw Lacey and DeShawn. It was so different from this angle, where I could see a big cock in all its glory. And it was different because it was meant for me. Lana whispered in my ear, "Do you see what you did? You dressed like this, you made yourself up, you danced for him. You made that cock hard. Britney, you make cocks hard." I felt an unimagineable warmth surge through me. It was a mixture of pride and wonder. This was the new me. I was someone who could get Alphas' cocks hard. I was someone who was wanted, desired, needed. I could be with these powerful people and be wanted by them. "Now, you girls must be praying to God now, wondering how you got so lucky. But this beast needs some attention." He looked at me. "And Britney's got some DSLs that know how to give it attention." "DSLs?" I croaked, still taken in by his huge cock. "Dick. Sucking. Lips," he said, slowly. Oh God, he wanted me to blow him. Why was I so scared? I had practiced all week. But the dildos were nowhere near this big. Plus, that would be a huge step. I'd be...gay. Wait no, not gay. The Mistresses told me that. I'd be a fully sissy. Why did that scare me? It definitely excited me to act this way, so what was holding me back? I knew why. It's because if I did that, there would be no turning back. I'd officially have to say goodbye to my old life. No more Brian, all that would be left would be Britney. What would I say to my old high school friends...my parents?!? I'd be changed forever. Lana shook me by the arm. "Don't worry, I'm got you. Just follow my lead." She stood up. "Tyreke, that is a truly amazing cock." "Damn sure." "But remember when I said Britney here was 'inexperienced' and 'innocent'" "Yeah I do, a sexy little snowflake. Gonna make that snowflake into a snowbunny tonight." "Oh there's no denying what she's bound to be," Lana said. I didn't understand these references but I just listened patiently. "Well, she's a special type of girl, you see. In fact, you may already be familiar." Lana had me stand up. "You'll be very familiar with her type this year, they'll be special assets to the football team." She grasped the bottom of my skirt and starting pulling it up, showing my lilywhite legs. "You see, Britney here is..." She pulled my skirt all the way up then pulled my panties slowly down. My little sissyclit popped out. "A sissy." I was so embarrassed. I was worried Tyreke would storm out, or worse beat me up. He'd think this was gay and give me a beating. "Oh shit!" he said. "One of the Cheerbois!? Oh wow, that's fucking fantastic. One of those sexy little things recruited me last year. Fuck, it was one of the wildest weekends of my life. Those bitches know how to take cock!" What! He liked this? He knowns about the Cheerbois!? "Oh they sure do, but this is a new batch and we're training them. So we're gonna go easy on Britney tonight." "No doubt, no doubt. But when season's going, she best be trained and ready to suck and fuck!" he said. "Oh, she sure will. But let's give her a preview." Lana let go of my dress as she fell to her knees. She crawled sexily to Tyreke and looked up at him. I had barely paid attention to the discussion going on around me and about me. I was just transfixed by this Alpha male's huge cock. It looked like it belonged in one of the pornos. It was the kind of cock that once it flopped out, you'd see the pornstar look with shock and amazement and wonder how they'd fit it inside them. And here I was, staring at this beast of a dick. "Mind your manners, Britney. Your mouth is hanging open," Lana looked back and said to me. I didn't even realize it, but my mouth had been open and I had unconsciously been licking my lips. What was going on with me? Why was I acting this way? What had I become? "Now come here, sweetie, and join me." Lana stared at me right in the eyes, as if challenging me to do as she said. I didn't move, not knowing how to act in this situation. "Yeah, gurl. Why don't you come join this smokeshow..." Tyreke said to me, his eyes bearing down on me. "Come on, Britney, on your knees now," Lana said, in a mixture of sweet talk and dominance. "Where you belong," Tyreke said. Where I belong...where I belong. I didn't where I belonged anymore. I didn't know if I could do this, this was too much. I knew that I was Brian for most of my life, but ever since joining the Beta House and being changed, becoming something new...I didn't know where I belonged. All those lessons we were taught had been so thrilling and exciting, and I loved the new way I looked and how I was the center of attention. I loved that I was wanted, that hot attractive people wanted to spend time with me. I loved that I was now a someone. But could I do THIS? Could I join Lana on my knees in front of this big cock? What would he say about me if he saw me on campus? What would my friends think about me? Then I realized my friends were the Cheerbois, and they would be proud of me. I remembered that the Kappa girls described that being hot would make us popular, we'd be talked about. Sure, if news got out I got down and dirty with Tyreke, then that would just make me popular. More popular people would want to spend time with me. I'd become a SOMEONE. I felt my knees buckle as I fell slowly to my knees. I crawled, not knowing what else to do, crawling over to Lana. I was so close to his cock now. I could smell something unmistakable. It was like the jock straps, like those cum samples. It was an scent that reminded me of something undeniable. This was an ALPHA. And I...I was the sissy on his knees before him. My heart was racing, I didn't know if the drugs were either kicking in stronger or if they were wearing off and this was just my own adrenaline. I could have probably laughed everything up to now off as crazy party antics and blame my actions on too much weed, ecstasy and alcohol. I could have explained it all away and ran away, forgetting all about this and denying this ever happened. But I knew that's now what I wanted deep down. I was exactly where I wanted to be, dressed as I wanted to be dressed, looking the way I'd really always wanted to look, and about to do exactly what I wanted to do, what I had to do to become what I needed to be. Lana grabbed the base of Tyreke's cock, barely able to wrap her hand around it. She lifted it up, it's weight causing the rest to flop down. She stroked it slowly. Tyreke moaned, he clearly like the attention of the campus' hottest girl. "You are in the presence of something amazing, honey. This is the Alpha cock. You've heard about it, but here it is." I stared at it as she stroked. It was hardening in her hands. Even though I had whacked off countless times in my life, it was an awesome thing watching a big cock harden in front of my own eyes, to see the effect that sexual excitement had on a cock. It didn't escape me that Tyreke was staring at me and Lana as he got harder. That meant I was getting him harder. I was having this obvious, awesome effect. This huge thing, this dominant thing, was responding to...me. "You see, Britney," Lana started explaining. "There are some natural stages that girls and obviously sissies have when presented with big cock." She kept stroking as she talked. "The first is Shock. It's almost as though you can't believe what you're seeing. It's just so massive, you can't imagine that these exist in the world. You wonder how a man could carry this weight around all the time without being dragged down by it." She continued to stroke, the cock getting even harder and looking even bigger. "Then comes Confusion. You're clearly having some of those feelings now." She continued, "Then comes Evidence Gathering. I can already see you doing it, you're trying to measure it with your eyes, trying to guess how long it is, how thick it is. You're comparing the head to the shaft, then you're looking at the balls wondering how full they are. Part of you wonders how much cum is boiling in there, waiting for the moment it gets to grace the world." I was definitely trying to guess how big this man's cock was. I swear it started at 8 inches soft, and after Lana's magical fingers did their work, it looked closer to 10 inches hard. That was many times bigger than my little weenie was. Well, I guess that's why the Kappa girls taught us that we shouldn't even call our penises 'cocks' or even 'penises' at all. Next to this thing, my penis would definitely just like a useless thing, really just...a sissyclit. "Then comes Bargaining. Tyreke here is being very generous and letting you spend time with his beautiful beast. But not all Alphas are so kind. After all, they're important and busy and can't always be bothered to share their gift with you whenever you ask. Sometimes you have to bargain, convince them that you deserve it." I found it hard to believe that people bargained to get cock, but that was when I thought of my own. I guess I could see why a girl would be head over heels for Tyreke's. I mean, it seemed like a once-in-a- lifetime opportunity to be with someone like him. "Then of course comes Anxiety. You wonder if you could handle it all, if you'd be ruined by it. You wonder if your body would be forever changed by this thing. You'd doubt your ability to give it the pleasure it deserves. You'd start to wonder if you trained your holes well enough for a big Daddy dick like this." His cock was rock hard now, standing straight out. It was practically staring at me. I felt like it was staring me down, trying to challenge me. But challenge me to...what? "But that leads to Resolve. You remember your training, you have confidence in your holes, you know that you were built to take it. You know that even though it's a privilege of a lifetime to get a big dick like this, you are the one to take it like a champ." I definitely didn't have resolve. I wasn't sure if I should even be here right now. I heard the thumping beat of the party downstairs and wondered if I should be back down there now, with my fellow Cheerbois, in their safe embrace. I thought about Krissy and how I'd like to be with her. Then I remembered Krissy had been dancing with Tyreke's friend Travis. I had lost track of her in my booty dancing with Tyreke. I remember seeing her grinding with Travis, lost in the music. I swore I saw him being led away by Travis before I was taken. I wonder if she was having a good time now, I wondered if she was safe, I wondered if...if she was in a similar situation with Travis as I was with Tyreke. I thought of what she'd want me to do in this situation. What would she say to me if she saw me like this? I knew what she'd say. She'd say, "This is our PURPOSE. He's an Alpha, and we are sissies. You should be proud of this." And Krissy would be right. This was the most alive I'd felt in my life, and it was as though my past life was a boring dream. "Finally," Lana said. "comes Acceptance. You know that this was what you were meant to do, where you were meant to be. You accept that your place is at the end of this beautiful cock, and you are excited to start your worship." Lana stopped stroking this cock. "Because is IS where you want to be, isn't it Britney?" I nodded my head up and down. There was no denying it. "Remember what I told you, right?" Lana asked. "Cocks give pleasure..." I finished her sentence without even thinking. Her training had made me learn the truth. "And big cocks give more pleasure." "Good gurl," Lana said. She stroked again and I noticed a clear drop of liquid emerged from the tip of Tyreke's cock. Lana leaned up and licked it off. Part me felt...jealousy? Tyreke moaned. "Mmmm...it's really that good, sweetie. Nothing better than when you can get it fresh. Even better than those samples you had before." I thought back to those samples, wondering what it would be like to have a taste of something straight from the source. "You may wonder if those steps sounded like the Alcoholic Anonymous steps." They did, they sounded a lot like the steps of addiction or something. "That's because big Alpha cocks like this truly are addictive. And they make sissies like you admit your own powerlessness around them. This is the natural order of things. You know it's true." It sounded so true. I couldn't argue with her. Everything in this scene going on in this room felt like the natural order. A big strong man hulking over us with his massive cock, a dominant woman showing me the way, and me...me on my knees before both of them. I was being shown the way of the world and it felt right. I stared at this massive cock in front of me. Real power, unquestionable dominance, was pulsing through it, from its base to the mushroom-shaped tip. It was the symbol of his superiority. I could smell the muskiness of it. The natural, manly scent filled my nostrils. This was physical evidence that he was an Alpha, and I was not. Tyreke's thick shaft was heavily veined. His large mushroom head was the size of a plum. The slit continued to ooze that clear pre-cum. His shaft twitched when Lana touched it and that surprised me. It was alive. Like it wanted...it wanted...ME. Did I want it? "Now, Britney. Don't you think Tyreke deserve to be pleasured?" "Yes," I said automatically. "And how do men like him deserve to be pleasured?" With the hottest mouths and tightest pussies around, I thought. He deserved the finest holes in all the land. "...with the best blowjob ever," I said. "For a start, yes," Lana said. "Now, do you think you could give him the 'best blowjob ever'?" I thought hard. I had practiced a lot, and that night with Krissy...But that was all toys and clits. I had never experienced a real cock. And certainly been with anything, fake or real, that was this size. "I...I don't know." "Oh have more faith in your self, gurlie," Lana said. "I bet those dick-sucking lips could suck a tennis ball out of a garden hose," Tyreke said. I shivered. This man had a hold on me. Almost as much as Lana did. "Oh she will, Tyreke. But she's right. She's not ready for this yet." I felt disappointed. Partly from the lack of confidence from Lana. But also because I sensed that I wouldn't get to experience this big dick, this "BBC" as was said in the porn. "No no, she's not ready. But I, on the other hand," Lana said, grasping the cock firmer. "I'm wet, wild and ready." "Like a good Kappa girl," Tyreke said. "Like the best Kappa girl," Lana said. Then she started licking all around the head of his cock then opened her mouth wide and stuck it in. It was amazing to watch her go, especially up close as I was. She worked the shaft with one hand, sucked the end and twisted her head to and fro. She lifted her left hand and cradled his balls, teasing them every so nicely. It was like watching porn up close. I was enthralled. My little sissyclit was hard as a rock. A very very small rock. A pebble. She kept going at that for several minutes as Tyreke groaned from above. "Fuck, girl. You a fuckin' cocksleeve!" That just seemed to goad Lana more, and she took more and more of his thick dick down her throat. I was amazed, for someone with such tight features, she could really swallow a cock! She kept working it and working it until it was like Tyreke was about to blow. Then she stopped. "Uh-Uh!" She admonished him. "My turn!" She stood up, pulled down her panties and walked back to the bed. She kicked her high-heeled legs up in the air so her stunning pussy was open for all to see. "Come on, big boy. Come get some Kappa pussy," she said in a sultry voice. Tyreke was practically falling over himself to get to her. I couldn't help but think of the immense power that Lana had over him in that moment. She just opened her legs and he came running. This big important athletic strong man. This man that would make smaller men cower in his presence. Here he was rushing to get some time with Lana's divine pussy. That.was.power. He didn't waste any time, he slid his cock, then lubricated well by Lana's spit, into to her tight pussy. She groaned with a sound of satisfaction that I hadn't heard before in my life. "Fuck yeah, girl. This about to get wild," he said. Then he started thrusting. At first he made long slow thrusts but then he picked up speed like a muscle car on the highway. He was fucking her with an intensity that he probably applied on the football field. And she was loving it. She moaned so loud I was worried people outside would here. "Yeah big boy, fuck this tight pussy. Fuck yes! Give me that good-good! Oh fuck, so fuckin good!" she said. She was whipping her hair back and forth in ecstasy. I stared at them going at it, like I was watching porn. But this felt so real, so raw. I was sucked in. I wondered if they remembered I was even there. I saw the sweat drip down Tyreke's back as he pounded Lana's pussy. He was really giving it to her good! I saw the girl that I had immediately fell for my first day of college, as she was fucked like an animal in front of my eyes. I should have felt sick, angry, sad, disappointed. I should have pushed Tyreke aside and seen if she would give me a shot. I should have wanted to get a piece of that Kappa House pussy. But I had no interest in that. In fact, I wasn't even wondering what that pussy felt like. No, not at all. I wondered...what she felt. She looked like she was on Cloud 9, just getting it good from this hunk. She just had to lay back and get pleasured by this big cock. I wanted...I wanted to feel what she felt. I wanted to be the one who got the pleasures of big cock. It was obvious now. This is what all that porn did to me. All those pornstars getting fucked like rabbits by those big-cocked men, screaming to high heaven that they were cumming every 2 seconds. Watching Lana in front of me, I knew that that pleasure was real. It was all true. There was immense pleasure in the world to be had. You just had to get it from the end of an Alpha cock. They fucked away as I was lost in this dream-state, until I heard Tyreke shout. "Get ready - Ima flood this tight pussy!" he shouted. "No wait!" Lana said. She hopped off his cock and he looked disappointed. "Give her your load!" Lana said, pointing at me. I was still there, kneeling in the middle of the room watching them. Tyreke starting jacking his cock as he turned to me. "Then get ready, ho - you 'bout to get showered!" He walked towards me, like a bull in heat. He was shiny with sweat and his cock was gleaming as he stroked it furiously. I just stayed there on my knees and within seconds he was over me. "FUCK YES!" he shouted. I looked up, and just in time. His cock pulsed like a cannon, and out came a powerful burst of white pearly cum. And it landed...it landed right on my forehead. It felt...warm and interesting. But I didn't have time to think more about that because shot after shot after shot kept shooting out with a vengeance. "OH FUCK YES!" Tyreke shouted as he kept stroking. It must have been 10 huge shots in all. And they sprayed all over me - on my forehead, on my cheeks, on my nose, and my dress. I was thoroughly painted in his seed. I was speechless. I just sat there as his warm jizz trickled down my face. "You look..." Lana said, her nakedness glorious. "SO HOT." She scampered to her phone and picked it up before taking a picture of me. "Seriously, so fucking hot," she said. I couldn't help but smile. I smiled at her compliment. I smiled at the crazy situation I was in. I smiled because...I loved this. I just felt so sexy and wanted and...feminine. I was covered in a man's cum and I felt like I was the winner of a pageant. "Now, don't forget your Cheerboi manners, Britney," Lana said. I looked up at Tyreke who was breathing heavily, and his cock still huge but looking softer. "..Thank...Thank you, Tyreke." He smiled down at me. Lana spoke up again, "No, really thank him, and look him in the eyes. Thank him for honoring you with his orgasm. He could have blown his load in my pussy, on my face, or any face in this house. Thank him for sharing his cum with YOU." She was right. He had made me special by choosing me. I looked at him in the eyes. "Thank you, sir, for giving me the gift of your precious load of hot cum. It's truly an honor to get to wear it." "Holy shit, that's some sissy shit!" Tyreke said. "If that's square one for this bitch, then I can't wait to see where she goes from here! She gonna make CheerBoi captain this year, I bet!" I didn't know what he was talking about with that last part but I loved that his praise. Lana had him stand by me, his cock near my face as she took another picture. Even soft, it had this powerful presence. And it smelled divine, covered in Lana's juices and drying cum. He put his clothes back on in front of us as I sat there and Lana took more pictures of me. I was sad to see him cover up his big cock when he put his underwear on, but I knew that I'd think of it whenever I saw him again on campus. He left us alone and I started for the bathroom to clean myself off. "No, no!" Lana stopped me. "Wear his mark with pride." I looked confused. I had to get back to the Beta House somehow. "You earned that cumload. He honored you with it. It'd be an insult to just wipe it off. So you will wear it as a badge of honor." "But...I have to get back to the Beta House tonight." "And you will, looking like a sissy girl who just earned herself a load of fresh cum, like a proper sissy ho. Trust me, the guys will love it, the girls will be jealous, and the other Cheerbois be thrilled for you. Plus, they'll see Tyreke head down before you, so they'll know you just got with a all-star recruit on the football team. That's legendary. Could really make you quite the reputation." I guess she was right. I'd be the center of attention and the talk of the town. Isn't that what I wanted? This was my way of becoming that now. She slipped her dress back on and I followed her down the stairs. I got looks immediately as partygoers saw globs of Tyreke's cum dangling off my chin and smeaered on my forehead. I must have looked like a glazed donut, there was so much on me. "Girl got Monica Lewinsky'd" I heard a guy say, obviously commenting on the stains on my dress. "Fuck, what a slut," another guy said, eye-fucking me. "Lucky," a girl said as she passed by us. "Damn girl, you can ride with me anytime," said one big tall man. "Hungry for more?" another strong man said. I should have felt ashamed, but I just felt...proud. Tyreke's cum marked me as desirable. Lana led me to the back door and I stumbled outside. She looked at me. "I'm so proud of you sweetie. You're really growing into someone amazing." I was so touched. "We'll talk more tomorrow. Now head back to the Beta House and get some sleep. I bet you're exhauted." She was right. I was bone-tired. All those drugs, alcohol, dancing and sex caught up with me and I felt so tired. I walked back to the Beta House, giddy as a schoolgirl. I felt like a new person, like a caterpillar who just became a butterfly. I kept getting comments on the street and they made me stand taller and walk hotter. Entering the Beta House, I tried to be quiet so I wouldn't wake anyone. Turning on the light in the foyer I saw the main room light was on. I could hear giggling and chatter. Walking back there I saw all the Cheerbois wearing their sexy clothes. Krissy was there! She stood up and came to give me a hug. I noticed she had something sticky on her face. "I want to hear everything!" she said. She noticed Tyreke's drying cum on my face. "OH MY GOD, YOU TOO!" she exclaimed. I learned that all the Cheerbois had been painted in Alpha cum after watching their Mistresses get it on with a football player. None of them touched or sucked the cocks, but they were up and close with the action just like me. I was so excited that our sissy sisterhood was moving up together! We talked and talked for hours into the morning before we all fell asleep on the couches, too exhausted to get back to our rooms. __________________________________________________________________ The next morning I woke up on the couch, alone. My face felt sticky and was white stuff was flaking off of it. A flood of memories from last night came back to me. The dress-up, the music, the drugs, the dancing, the teasing, watching Lana suck and get fucked, then...being painted by cum...wearing it around and having people see me like that. I couldn't believe what I'd done. What would people think of me? Could I walk around campus without being teased and mocked? How could I have acted like that? Wasn't all that stuff...gay? I rushed to the shower and immediately washed myself thoroughly, scrubbing every part of me. I cleaned my plug and washed inside my tush, douching myself without giving it a second thought. I walked back to my bedroom and stared in the mirror. Last night I looked like a hot girl going out clubbing. Today, with all the makeup gone, I looked at the mirror and saw someone staring back at me. The person had a feminine face with long shoulder-length blonde hair. I looked unmistakably like a girl, sort of like Carey Mulligan. I was...cute. I looked like the girl next door. Without thinking, I grabbed my mascara and started painting my face with the makeup. I went through lipstick, blush, eyeliner, all of it. I stared back at the mirror again. I was still cute, but I looked sultry. I reminded myself of the pornstar Kali Roses. I felt good this way. I felt powerful like this. This wasn't Brian in the mirror, this was Britney. This person danced with a star football player yesterday. This person turned him on, got him hard. This person walked through the most exclusive party on campus and turned heads, got people talking about her. As Brian, I was nobody, a loser. As Britney, I was popular, scandalous. I was desired. I looked at the Cheerboi App and looked at my outfit assignment: "Rose bodysuit with plunging lace, black kitten heel." Not much, but it looked damn good on me when I put it on. My tiny sissyclit - I didn't even think twice calling it that - was tiny and honestly kind of adorable, easily seen through the bodysuit as it smushed up against my body. I walked downstairs to the main room and saw my fellow Cheerbois all wearing bodysuits of different colors, also with kitten heels. We all looked slightly anxious, remembering the events of last night. Well, everyone except Jada, who acted like she was just loving every second of life and not looking back. Mistress Anya walked in, wearing a trench coat and a gorgeous red dress underneath. She was stunning. "Well, you little sluts! You all had quite the night!" We teetered on our heels, feeling bashful around her and remembering the antics of last night. "Oh don't act so shy! I saw the true versions of yourselves last night!" she said. I was blushing. "Don't believe me? Ok then, come with me," she said, guiding us to the movie room. She had us all sit down as she plugged in a flash drive to the laptop and started showing us images on the big screen. The first was of random partygoers drinking, the next of the dancefloor with people bumping and grinding. She then showed us images of each of us dancing with a guy. There was Krissy with Travis, Jada with a big black guy, Bambi and Candi were dancing facing each other with their butts grinding on a couple guys, then Kagney dancing in the center of a bunch of guys around her. And finally a picture of me with Tyreke, me bent at the waist as I practically twerked on him. Far from being embarrassed, I think I felt proud. I was hot! I looked like a model! "See, a bunch of fun-loving sluts!" Anya said. "And speaking on sluts..," she said. And that's when she went through a reel of photos that made us see each other in completely different ways. She went through picture of picture of each of us with cum on our face. Each picture of our frosted faces was accompanied by another picture of us smiling next to the cock that did that to us. She then put a montage of all of us with those cock-face pictures. I stared...my sissyclit grew in my bodysuit. We all looked like...like pornstars. And those smiles. We were each beaming, with cum-covered faces and big dicks next to us. "You cum-loving sluts! I'm so proud of you all!" Anya could tell we were filled with all sorts of emotions. "What's wrong, gurls? Britney?" I looked at her. "I'm just...I'm worried that this is all kind of...gay." Krissy agreed, "Yeah, I mean, are people going to think we're all gay...I'm not...I'm not gay at all. This was different." "Of course not!" Anya said. "None of you are gay, you couldn't be. After all, you have to be a man to be gay." She started scrolling through the pictures of us with cum on our faces. "Do any of these people look like men?" I saw each of us, dolled up and looking like girl pornstars at the end of a scene. "Can't be gay if you're not a man," Anya reminded us. She went back to the montage picture. "You're not gay because you're not men. You never were. But you aren't women either. Remember? You're something altogether different. You're all sissies!" She reminded us. "Now you're starting to understand what it means to be a sissy. The feelings you had last night looking hot, turning men on, getting their attention. Didn't you love that? Didn't you love being wanted, being desired? Didn't it get you all lightheaded and happy?" she said. "And don't forget what you did to all those powerful men you danced with. You got them all HARD. They were hot and bothered. FOR YOU." It was a crazy thought, that I had that effect on those strong powerful men. I mean, I got one of the greatest recruits in Big U history to want to be with me. His big Alpha cock got hard because of me. That was...special. "You know what's called, gurls?" Anya asked. None of us knew. "That's called PUSSY POWER." She continued. "Your holes have power. They draw big powerful strong men in because they want your holes. You use your body to tease them, to flirt, to get them hard. And they'll do anything to be with you. Now, girls like us use that power to get what we want. All us Kappas are going to be CEOs, entertainment stars, prominent people. We use that pussy power to get ahead. But you sissies, you use your pussy power for society. You use it to make sure these powerful men are satisfied, so they can do important things. Make sense?" It kind of did. I was getting used to the idea that my body had a power over men, that I could have an effect on them. It filled me with purpose to know that I could use my body to help important men, to be useful to them. "Now, enough chitter chatter. You have work to do." She took us through several lessons that afternoon. We did more dildo practice - I was able to take all of the 8 inch dildo in one go! But this time she made us treat the cocks as if they were attached to a man. "Girls, you need to show him that this is a gift, and you are so happy to have received this gift!" She took a dildo and pointed it at Krissy's face. "You have to show them that you have an uncontrollable instinct, a longing for their dick, so strong that you had to practice on anything you could find. And now that you're on your knees, with his cock just inches from your face, you can hardly believe your luck." She wagged it at Krissy, teasing her. "Before you even get close to it, just feel it's power. Feel it's presence in the room. Even in a crowded room, this Alpha cock controls everything around it." She looked at Krissy. "Show him that you are under its control, that you'd beg for it. You don't even need words, because your body speaks for you. In fact, it doesn't even need to be shown to you for you to feel it's power." She tucked the large dildo behind her back. "Make your tongue dance for it before it's even made an appearance. Look ravenous, look hungry for cock. Imagine that you have it in front of you, your mouth watering for it, filling with spit that will dribble out of your mouth if you don't have something to wrap your mouth around." Krissy's eyes looked glazed over as she was deep in some far-away fantasy. Her tongue rolled around her plump lips, as if she was smelling a Michelin-starred dinner. Anya brought the dildo in front of her. She tapped Krissy on the cheek with it. "Now feel it's weight, it's power. Isn't this everything you've been searching for? Doesn't this make you complete?" Krissy nodded his head. "Now what would you do for this gift?" Anya asked him. "Suck it," Krissy responded. Anya smacked Krissy across the cheek with it. "WRONG!" she shouted at Krissy. "You are a sissy - sissies don't suck cock, they WORSHIP it! Examine it, fall in LOVE with it. You will show it the love it deserves. That may involve sucking, but above all it's worshipping." "Yes Mistress," Krissy responded. "After all, what is is about cock that makes you feel this way?" Anya started explaining. "Simple. Cock is dominance. It is power itself, a potent force that is a projection of the Alpha himself. It is the essence of masculinity. It's obvious that you all don't possess this." She pointed at our tiny dicklettes in our bodysuits. "Those tiny little...thing. They were never meant to satisfy any woman. They were meant to reveal to the world what you are. That you are sissies, there's no secret about it." She kept explaining. "Cock reminds you that you are beneath the Alpha. It makes you feel feminine, submissive. Even knowing that there's a Alpha cock in the room will make you weak in your knees. It does even more, it'll center you, remind you of your central purpose." Her story continued. "When you are with it, a big cock can reach into your subconscious and pull out the inner slut, and it will remake you. You sissies, who for years thought you were men, will find yourself wanting to be around the masculinity that a cock represents. It will remind you that you could never be a man, but taking cock you will be remade into what a man needs - the perfect sissy to satisfy him." Anya was breaking us, little by little. "And the beauty is, if you give yourself to it, it will give you pleasure." It all made sense. "So, gurls, surrender to it. Give in to it, and you will be perfect." __________________________________________________________________ The rest of the week was a blur, with so much practice. Our bodies continued to change, my little buds starting to look more like small A- cup boobs. My dicklette, as if it could, somehow got even smaller. My voice was higher, and I sounded like some Valley Girl from California. And my hair was rich and thick and long. I was starting to realize I may not be able to go back to being Brian...even if I wanted to. Mistress Lana joined us on Friday and let us know the big news. "My sweet Cheerbois, Pledge Week is upon us!" We were so giddy, though didn't know what that meant. "You are about to officially become members of the Beta house - officially become CheerBois! It took so much to get here, but this week is the final step." "But tonight will be a solo challenge. And it's a big one. It is a long time in the making, and one that I know you all will enjoy, though may fear at first." I was worried, not sure what Lana was talking about. But she was right, we had come so far and I had to see this through. This week, whatever Pledge Week held, would be the point that would determine if I'd continue down this road or not. The rest of the day went like normal, with a back-breaking squatting workout routine, porn exercises, dildo practice, makeup tutorials, and practice walking in heels. I thought about how natural and easy some of this stuff was for me. I could walk in heels like a runway model without breaking a sweat. I could make myself look like a hot Insta influencer in just a few minutes. This was all so natural for me, and the past few weeks had been so instructive. Finally, a type of school I was good at. That night, our Cheerboi Apps rang with strict instructions. "You have ONE HOUR to get ready. Your outfits are hanging in your closets. Full makeup. Be ready in the foyer at 10 PM." We rushed back to our rooms. I flung open my closet door and saw my outfit there. It was a pink satin corset with an accompanying G-string. The shoes were a 6-inch pink pump. I ran to the shower, seeing all the rest of the bois there, scrubbing and shaving and soaping up. We cleaned everything, being so thorough. I didn't even have time to make small talk with Krissy before I dried off and got back to my room, though I did give him a nervous wink as we were showering. I did my makeup in a shimmer eye fashion, with glossy pink lipstick, and plenty of powder highlighter and champagne shade to make myself have a dewy skin look. I shrugged off my towel and grabbed my outfit. The corset tucked in my tummy, which was already flat and toned, and made my hips flare out. It pushed up my growing boobs to make them look even bigger. The G-string cupped and tucked away my tiny sissyclitty. Looking in the mirror, I liked what I saw: a sexpot who could be the center of attention in any room. I was 100% certifiably hot. I raced down to the foyer, trying not to teeter over in my 6 inch heels. But I was stopped at the base of the stairs by Lana, who was dressed in professional clothes. She smiled at me before making me turn around. I did as she asked. She wrapped a black cloth around my eyes and tied it behind my head. Then she whispered in my ear, "I'm so proud of you, Brit. I know you'll do so well tonight." She guided my by the hand and took me to what I guessed was the back door, slowly guiding me down to a waiting car. The whole time, I didn't hear any other voices, and I wondered where the rest of the Cheerbois were. The car sped away as I felt Lana's presence next to me the whole time. It was a short ride, maybe 10 minutes. Before I knew it, I was being led out of the car and made to walk down some gravel before getting to another door. I was led inside and down some dark hallways, zigging left and right. We just kept walking, I was worried I'd get my heel stuck in something bu they guided me carefully. Then they made me stop. I waited. It felt like hours but must have been 15 minutes. Then they undid the cloth covering my eyes. I looked around, adjusting to the dim light. We were in a long hallway, but I wasn't sure where. Sounds echoed down the hall, and we must have been in a huge building. Then I noticed the sign on one of the walls. "This way to field." That's when I realized we were in the football stadium. The door in front of me just said, "Closet", so I wasn't sure exactly where in the stadium we were. Lana was standing next to me, holding my hand. She really did look quite excited for me, though she was being quiet and just waited with me. Lacey was standing by the door, playing on her phone and chewing gum. Every now and then she'd put her ear up to the door and try and listen inside. What was going on in there? I couldn't hear a thing so it must not have been that loud. The door opened. Out stumbled Krissy. He looked like he was in a daze. He was wearing the same outift as me and looked stunning. I noticed that his eyes were glazed over and he was smiling. Lacey looked at him with a questioning face. Krissy just nodded back at her. Lacey looked overjoyed and wrapped Krissy in her arms for a big hug. She then led Krissy down the hall again, but not before Krissy looked back at me and winked. What did it mean? What was about to happen to me? Lana interrupted my thoughts by gripping me tight and looking at me straight in the eyes. "Just remember, all you have to do is be yourself. Don't think, just let it happen." Her words rolled around in my head, so cryptic and vague. She looked at her phone, reading a text. She counted down one minute and then opened the closet door again and looked back at me. "Go, Brit." I didn't move for a second. Then I remembered that Lana looked after me, and she was my first friend here, alongside Krissy. She wouldn't lead me astray. I had to keep going down this rabbit hole that she was leading me down. I walked to the door and gave Lana one last look before she shut the door. Glancing around, I noticed we must have been in some sort of big storage closet. But it was mostly empty except for a few boxes and a wardrobe. What did Lana mean? What's going on? Why would they just shut me into some big supply room? I walked to the far wall and noticed some writing on it. "Where dreams are made" said one hand-written comment. Another said, "CheerBois, Class of 2010". There were several like that, all the way back to Class of 1985. I saw one comment that read, "Give in to it" and one above it that read, "Sissies Stick Together." What was this wall? It was like a yearbook. I was just starting to read more when I noticed that at waist-level there was a large hole in the wall. In fact, there were holes all along the wall at that level, and more at eye-level. Hmmm... I looked through one and despite the darkness in the other room I could see tiles on the wall and floor, and showerheads. Was that the Big U. football team's shower room? Then I heard footsteps. I got nervous, wondering if a stranger would find me in there if they saw my eyeball staring through the hole. I thought about walking back to the door, but then realized my heels would make noise and give me away. So instead, I just sank to my knees and tucked my head under one of the holes. The footsteps got louder and louder before I heard them stop. I could hear breathing, heavy deep breathing. Whoever this was must have been just on the other side of the wall. I don't know why, but for some reason I felt the presence of strength near me. It was an unmistakable feeling like a powerful person was on the other side. I felt my insides start to twist in weird ways. I don't know why, but I felt weak and mushy in my brain. And that's when I saw it. I looked to my right and the light that was previously shining through the holes was obscured. Because through it emerged a cock. Not just any cock... But a big...black...cock. And weirdly enough, I recognized it. It as Tyreke's. The image of his cock had been burned in my mind from that night. And now here it was in the flesh. All of the flesh. All 9 inches of soft, thick, cock. It just hung there, in all its glory. The room was silent but I could almost heart my heart beating in my chest. I didn't know what to do. This must have been part of the Pledge Week, but what...what was I to do. Then a voice spoke in my head. "You want this. You need this." I stared at this cock and the voice in my head kept going. "This is your salvation. This is your purpose. It's easy, it's simple. This is what you were born to do." I hesitated. The voice kept going. "All you have to do is relax and enjoy it. You're tired of playing games, of pretending." It kept going. "You want to be a perfect sissy slut. Look at this throbbing hard dick, and know that it's pleasure means everything." I inched closer to it, feeling it's power over me. I could practically smell its musk, I could almost hear the cum boiling, ready to come out. The voice kept going. "You are built for one thing: to extract cum from superior Alpha men. You have an overwhelming desire to please him. He deserves this, you need to give it to him." I scooted closer and looked at it up close, examining it. The voice in my head just kept going, "Free yourself, this is who you are." I felt Brian slipping away, and Britney taking his place. The voice got louder in my mind, "Don't fight it. Cock. Hard cock. Alpha cock. Worship it. You need this. Go deeper. Cocks give pleasure, big cocks give more pleasure." I stared at this thick meat, remembering the details from that night. But it felt different this time. Why? Because it was just me and this cock. No Mistress, no Lana, no one else. Just me and this Alpha cock. No one to coach me, but no one to judge me. There was no Tyreke, just his cock. I felt that man's superior presence but I didn't have to worry about what this man would think of me. I just got to spend time with his cock. I could just do what I wanted. I was in the shadow of this superior cock. I was kneeling for this real man. And I felt myself feeling weak as I felt the power of his cock. I felt all sorts of emotions. Shock. Awe. Weakness. My willpower draining. I couldn't help myself. I needed to know. I reached up and touched it. I grasped it in my hand. It felt alive! It was warm to the touch, so thick and I could feel it pulsing. This was the first cock I'd ever held other than my own. The differences in what he had between his legs and what I had was the final affirmation of what I was. This was a man's cock I was holding. The feelings got stronger. Unbridled lust, reverence for the power of this thing, the undeniable feeling of my inferiority to it. My hand gripped it tighter. This big beautiful thing...It's all mine. All mine. Mine! My hand stroked it up and down, every square millimeter of skin. I stared at this black beauty, trying to download every detail into my brain. I found myself pulled to it, falling into it. I gripped the thick shaft tighter. My hand looked so small...so girlish. I noticed the pink of my nails against his dark skin again. Fuck that was sexy. I loved everything I was seeing. The pink flared out cockhead that led to a beautiful dark shaft that was streaked with gorgous powerful veins to feed life-energy to this beast of a cock. It jutted out of the hole, that gloryhole, like a powerful symbol of manhood. I realized why these things must be called gloryholes - because the big Alpha cocks that come through them are, like this one, GLORIOUS. I felt my instincts kick in, as they were hard-coded into my genes and programmed in my soul itself. It was like a shell was being melted off of me and the real me was coming out. I held the cock with both my hands now, just stroking gently, feeling the life in it. It was getting harder, going from hanging in a vulgar wonderful way to hard and sticking out in a show of strength. I just kept stroking and wondering at it. An image popped into my mind. It was of the pornstar Elsa Jean, the tiny teen bopper blonde. I flashed back to a scene of her on her knees, in front of Mandingo's BBC, holding his cock and looking at him with her big blue innocent eyes. I realized I was just like her in this moment. I was exactly the thing that I masturbated to for years. I was HER. And I knew that if I continued, I'd surrender everything about my past. I'd be different, I'd be a sissy. No, not just a sissy...a cock-sucking bimbo sissy. I'd be a Big U. CheerBoi sissy cocksucker. I wanted that. The voice in my mind whispered, "WORSHIP." I just felt my mind and body just melt as I opened my mouth, pointed the cock at my mouth and made an "O" with my lips. "WORSHIP" I sank my mouth onto that hard cock and moaned. It was warm and hard but soft at the same time. It felt alive and powerful. It tasted salty and sweet and mmmm soo new and different and exciting, like a treat, like a popsicle that you got after running for the Ice Cream Truck after school. I sucked gently, letting my tongue dance across the sandpaper surface of that cockhead. I swirled my tongue around it, like the Mistresses had shown me. I brought my tongue down against the slit which started leaking precum. Mmmmm, salty goodness that lit up my tastebuds and sent a wave of joy through my brain. I pulled my mouth off and stared at the precum from the tip of this dick. I lapped at it like a kitty kat lapping at warm milk. I couldn't wait longer, I put the cock back in my mouth, feeling it grow harder. That feeling of a soft cock hardening in my mouth...it was so erotic and so...satisfying. My mouth was making this thing grow! A tiny whimpering voice in the back of my brain shouted, "THIS IS GAY! STOP!" But my heart beat faster, feeling unbridled lust, feeling reverence and above all...hunger. A hunger for this, a hunger for what it made me feel. The rest of my brain shouted back, "I AM A SISSY NOW AND THIS IS MY PURPOSE" The experience was so intense. This was probably what athletes felt during the big game. And I was feeling it during this moment. This was my sport, this was my championship. All this excitement, all this intensity...all from the end of a hard cock. I licked around the velvet head, letting my tongue rest on it as my entire life flashed before me. All those frustrated nights in high school. All those days trying to fit in, trying to be 'one of the guys'. All those wasted weekends playing video games. All those girls that ignored me. All those failing grades, and disappointed teachers. All that time pretending to be something I wasn't. But this...this moment, with my mouth wrapped around a hot Alpha cock. This was simple, this was right. I let my mouth sink deeper onto his cock, taking in 5 inches total. The head butted against my tonsils. I heard Tyreke moan behind the wall. I did that. I gave this powerful man pleasure. I was that worthy slut who could make this big strong football player moan in pleasure! I remembered Lana's voice in my head, "Show it the respect it deserves." With all of this excitement, and this passion, I began sucking his cock for all I was worth. In that moment, a feeling came over me that Tyreke's big beautiful hard cock was the most important thing in my life. It made me sexy, it made me powerful to be able to worship it. The more I took in my mouth, the sexier I felt. He kept moaning and that kept motivating me to take more. I was like those pornstars I adored, I was taking cock and pleasing Alpha men and I loved that feeling! That voice in the back of my mind that told me this was gay got quieter and quieter. I was being remade with every inch of cock I swallowed. Seven inches in and I was making happy slurping sounds. I was practically purring like a kitten. I lost track of time while I bobbed my head faster and faster. I wanted more of this, even though I knew I couldn't take all of it. It must have been over 10 inches hard now. But I needed it. This was my new happy place, on my knees worshipping big cock and giving men pure pleasure. I was a cocksucking sissy slut and this Alpha man was giving me the ultimate experience. My new happy place. My new happy wonderful place. His moans got louder. My purring got louder. His cock started pulsing. I was practically choking on this cock, but I controlled my gag reflex. I didn't want this to end, I didn't want to disappoint. But he showed me that I wasn't disappointing him at all. Quite the opposite. A loud banging above me, he must have pounded the wall. He groaned loud, shouting. His cock pulsed in my mouth, growing and shrinking, growing and shrinking. The cock head swelled. And I felt it. A hard jet of cum spraying the back of my throat with a vengeance. I pulled back, just with the cockhead now in my mouth, resting on my tongue. Shot after shot after shot. He was cumming! Not just that, he was cumming...for me...because of me! I just let the cum shots spray my mouth and felt so sexy, so pretty and special and desired. This was affirmation in its finest form. This was my reward. The shots of cum became a dribble. And thank goodness because my mouth was full of his hot cum. He gave me his cum. I made him cum. I made an Alpha cum and it let me take it inside of me. This was the deepest, strongest, most meaningful moment of my life I reluctantly let his cock fall out of my mouth. I tasted his cum. It was rich and thick and salty and creamy and sweet and unique in every way. And it was mine to enjoy. I swished it around my mouth before swallowing. It was a cocktail made for a sissy. I sat back on my haunches and saw the cock slowly soften. It still looked so powerful when soft and deflated. It was gorgeous, honestly. I couldn't help myself. I gave it a big loud kiss. I needed to thank it somehow, let it know that I'd forever be in its debt for showing me what I really am. Tyreke pulled his cock out of the hole and I sadly watched it depart. I was panting, breathing deeply, feeling like I just finished a huge workout. Slowly I got up, steadying myself on my heels. I walked back to the door and opened it. Lana looked at me. I just smiled, and nodded. She hugged me and whispered in my ear. "I knew you'd made me proud." She stood back and grabbed something from her bag. It was a pink cheerleader's outfit. On the front of the top read, "BIG U" She handed it to me and grinned at me. I felt the cum swirling in my belly, remaking me from the inside out. It was official. I was a Sissy CheerBoi. ______________________________________________________________ To be continued in Chapter 5: Pledge Week! Again, I LIVE FOR FEEDBACK. PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT OR EMAIL ME! I WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU LOVED AND YOUR IDEAS!!! xoxo LatinaRita