Billys Introduction to a Sex filled Weekend
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Billy moaned as the redhead licked his shaft. His hips jerked like crazy;
he was so close, he was gonna....
gonna...
gonna...
He shot out into her mouth and all over her face. He was helpless, cum
gushing out of his dick. This was the life. This was the life. This
was...
...not his life any more. He opened his eyes sadly. It was morning. His
thighs were all wet and slippery from his wet dream. But there was no
morning wood to greet him. He slipped his hand between his thighs and
felt the soft, moist pussy. Puffy and wet from the dream of the last time
he'd had a dick. His last affair.
His wife Jenna hadn't taken it well. Not one tiny bit! When she found out
and confronted him, he'd lied to her as he had lied to her so many times
before. It was just a one-night stand. It was the only time he ever did
this. It meant nothing. But she knew the truth. Finally, Billy told her
that yes, he'd cheated but only cos he had a problem. A sex problem. A
compulsion. He needed help. Surely Jenna could understand that - she was
a therapist. It was all total bullshit of course. He knew exactly what he
was doing but he wanted to keep on doing it. And to keep his wife. Best
of both worlds of course.
Jenna seemed to buy his bullshit. She smiled and suggested he get some
therapy. Hypnotherapy. After all, she was trained in it. He had agreed
with a smirk. Apparently you couldn't be hypnotized without consent. And
that was true. Unless you ended up dosed with a CIA-level quality of
hynotics. Under hypnosis, he ended up confessing to his multiple affairs.
He laughed about it at Jenna's stupidity. Called her a dumb cunt. That
was when she decided to give him one. But she didn't rush into it. Jenna
knew he wouldn't agree to getting hypnotized again. This was her one
chance. So she gave Billy one post-hypnotic suggestion. He had to do
whatever she said. Without arguing. Without complaining. With every
appearance of enthusiasm. Her willing bitch.
He found out about the night after the hypnosis session.
"Billy, put on my panties."
Confused, he was trying to say no but instead found himself slipping them
on with a smile. It only got worse from there.
"Billy, suck on this dildo." And he was on his knees, sucking the fake
plastic cock for all he was worth.
"Billy, jerk off while you're sucking the dildo."
That came next. Kneeling in front of his wife, wearing panties, sucking
furiously on the plastic cock while jerking off. He didn't want to cum
with a cock (even a plastic one!) in his mouth and he really didn't want
to come while wearing panties but he couldn't help it. He jerked himself
off while sucking away like a cheap slut.
Even worse, Jenna didn't let him cum during sex anymore. She used his
mouth and cock, riding him like a cowgirl, but her instruction that he
mustn't cum meant he was hard for hours with no relief. His only relief
came when he jerked off while sucking her dildo. Soon, he was
automatically conditioned/trained to link cock-sucking with pleasure.
Just the sight of the dildo was enough to get him all rock-hard. When he
got to screw his wife, it wasn't fun even a little bit. She told him that
during sex with her, his cock was just a dildo, it was hard like a dildo
and totally completely without feeling. It would bring him no pleasure,
it would bring him no sensation. So she would fuck him for hours and he
would get absolutely nothing from it, only frustrated like hell at the
sight of his lovely naked wife with no relief in sight. Except when he
jerked off while sucking a plastic cock. He soon became more skilled at
it and insanely eager to fellate her dildo. To his shame, he even begged
for it when he got too horny. But she took that away from him too.
"Billy, " she purred as he furiously jerked his dick, deep-throating like
a champion world-class whore, "sucking this dildo does nothing for you."
He jerked furiously at his rock-hard cock but it felt like...nothing. He
was almost in tears. Almost crying from frustration. Jenna smiled meanly.
"Billy, you need to suck a real cock to get off."
That was how it started. His road to femininity, his journey from a macho
straight bro to a helpless horny cunt-boy addicted to cock. During his
journey, he found out that some men, a lot of men, sucked cock and were
still super-masculine. More butch than straight guys even. But that
wasn't for him, his wife decided. Other men, like transmen, didn't have
male genitals and stuff but they were still very masculine. But again,
Jenna didn't want that for Billy. He was her little pet, her creation, a
straight man who agreed to SRS. And ended up with a tight, needy cunt. He
was a pet, a fetish, feminized below the waist but still passing as male
in clothes and stuff. But that wasn't his fault!
Then she made it worse when she sat him down one day to explain things.
All the hypnosis had done was reveal his deepest desires. At a deep
level, he wanted to feminized. All his affairs were him compensating for
his guilt at wanting this! Him trying to prove he was a big macho guy
instead of a femme little thing. He had told her all about it when he was
under. She was only making his dreams come true and taking away his guilt
by "forcing" him to do it. But that couldn't be true, Billy thought. No,
he totally couldn't accept that as true. Anything that happened was cos
Jenna had forced it to happen. If he ended up as a pretty androgynous
little femme with a girlish nipples as well as a pussy, if he ended up
serving a master, that would be Jenna's choice, not his!
Gosh!
Billy wished he could curse but Jenna had forbidden that. At her command,
his manly language changed and was soon filled with "gosh" and "oh
sugar!" and "oopsie."
So...gosh! He missed his dick. But having a cunt felt so right. It was
twitching at the memory of his feminine journey. He didn't want to
jerk...play with himself right now. Now with Jenna outside his bedroom
door, listening and probably smirking too. But he couldn't help it.
Whining, he pinched his swollen nipples (Jenna hadn't put him on female
hormones -yet!-but without a cock and balls, he didn't have testosterone
and was starting to soften and feminize slightly from the natural female
hormones guys have.) She let him keep his most of his body hair except
for his waxed torso. His soft budding moobs made it look feminine. When
he looked down, his pov saw soft man-tiddies with rosy nipples, a little
soft belly (his muscles had melted away without testosterone) and a needy
pussy. He couldn't help it, he couldn't fight it. He was too horny. After
he got the SRS, Jenna had told him that the sight of his pussy would
always turn him on. Desperately horny now, he reached into the pink set
of drawers and pulled out a rubber duplicate of his own dick. Groaning
helplessly, he thrust it into his needy cunt. Literally fucking himself.
Outside his door, Jenna nodded and smiled. She could tell from Billy's
girlish moans that his day had already started.
(This story was loosely inspired by the super-awesome works of
DovSherman. I don't think they featured a character with SRS but hypno-
stuff is in a lot of their work. DovSherman's art is on DA
https://www.deviantart.com/dovsherman and their Patreon
patreon.com/DovSherman. )
Dani
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