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If you were to ask my friends a year ago, they probably would have told
you that I had a pretty sweet life. As an account manager for a high-end
hotel chain, not only was I making a pretty good salary, but I also got
to travel the world and stay in any of our fabulous hotels.
I was a single guy with a healthy libido and money to burn who was known
for taking several vacations a year. Some of them were business trips,
but most of them were just for fun.
That changed a year ago, just before the world shut down. I had been
partying with my friends in New York City for a few days, but one night I
decided to head out by myself and hit a late-night cabaret that had a
reputation as a pick up spot for kinky people.
I was looking for an adventure.
I had only been sitting at the bar for a few minutes when a gorgeous
redhead plopped down on the stool next to me. She gave me a seductive
smile and told me that her name was Sophia.
"Sophia the escort," I thought to myself. She was far too pretty to be a
normal Nancy hitting on a guy in a bar. So I smiled and gave her a fake
name. "Hi, I'm Michael," I lied. "Lovely to meet you."
After a couple of drinks and a little chitchat, Sophia leaned over and
whispered that we should go somewhere private. Now I'm not opposed to
taking a prostitute back to my hotel, especially one who looked as good
as Sophia, but I wanted to know how much a night with her was going to
cost me?
I didn't have to ask. She brazenly reached over and gave my crotch a
squeeze. "I'm not an escort," she said with another squeeze. "Well, not
in the usual sense. I have a website where subscribers pay me to make
sexy videos and you look like you might be down for some fun."
I asked her what type of videos and she explained, for example, that
tonight's entertainment might involve her going out and seducing some
random guy, taking him home, turning on the web cameras and fucking him
like a bitch in heat.
"There will hundreds of people watching me give you the best fuck of your
life," she said with a seductive grin. "If you're into really kinky
games, maybe even thousands."
I was a little worried about showing my face, but Sophia pulled a little
black mask out or her purse and explained that she could protect my
identity.
That's all I needed to hear. I closed my tab and took Sophia back to my
hotel. I was so excited that I barely noticed the doorman give Sophia a
wink as we entered the hotel lobby.
We were alone on the elevator, so Sophia guided my hands to her tits and
backed up to rub her fabulous ass over my crotch. She was moaning out
loud by the time the elevator reached the 28th floor. I swear you could
smell the pure sex coming out of her pores by the time the door opened.
I couldn't get her into my room fast enough! She handed me her phone and
told me to record everything as she dropped to her knees in front of me.
"Hi guys," she said with a wicked gleam in her eyes, "as promised, I went
out and found somebody new to play with."
I had trouble holding the phone steady as she unzipped my fly. She
giggled like a little girl at Christmas as she pulled my hard cock out of
my pants.
"Yum," she purred. "I love a big cock full of delicious cum."
She devoured my cock, swallowing me to the hilt with one practiced motion
and used her tongue to get me fully hard. Then she began bobbing up and
down, effortlessly taking me to the point of no return.
She stopped only long enough to take back her phone from me. Keeping it
trained on her face she said, "My fans love it when I get face-fucked!
The harder the better!" Sensing my confusion, she explained, "My favorite
was this one time where a guy fucked me so hard that he split my lip--do
you think you could do something like that for me?"
She pouted her lips for me (and the phone) and said "pwease."
I didn't want to disappoint the poor girl. Bunching her hair into
pigtails, I began ramming into her mouth with all my strength. Sophia
moaned in appreciation, so I took her to the ground and let gravity help
out with my thrusts.
I was too consumed with lust to care if I was hurting her or not,
although she continued to keep her phone pointed at her face, so I
deduced that this is what she wanted.
I gave it to her as hard as I could, which sadly meant that I didn't last
very long. I stiffened and shot my first load of the night straight down
her throat. When I watched the video later, I'm ashamed to say that I had
only lasted 78 seconds.
Sophia didn't care. I had ruined her makeup and given her a bloody nose,
but she still had a look of sheer lust in her eyes. "One load down," she
said to the camera as she blew her fans an air kiss. "Let me know what
you want to see for round two."
She stopped recording and uploaded the video. "Thanks," she chirped as
she suddenly popped up and went into the bathroom. "Think you can go
again in 30 minutes?"
I said yes, but I don't know if she heard it as her attention was now
focused on her phone. After a few minutes it started beeping and buzzing
non-stop. "You're a hit, babe," she called out from the toilet. "Ooh,"
she giggled, "some of my fans have some sick ideas about what you should
do to me next."
She came out into the room a few minutes later wearing nothing but a bra
and panties, stocking and heels. My eyes immediately went to the bulge in
her panties.
She laughed as she saw me, open mouthed and unable to talk. "Oh yeah,"
she shrugged. "I used to be a guy. I hope you're okay with that."
She cocked her hip and added," nobody thinks I'm a guy now."
She was right. Sophia was as hot as any porn star, and I told her so, but
I did have a few questions. Sophia took me into bed and told me her
story; all while she ground her ass into me and had me play with her
nipples.
Once upon a time, it turns out, Sophia had been Sean, an out of work
actor who was bisexual and so he would occasionally make his rent by
dressing up like a girl and meeting businessmen on Craigslist who were
interested in meeting a no holds barred sissy whore.
She giggled and explained, "In my case, it was no 'holes' barred."
She eventually caught the attention of a hotel manager who threatened to
call the police. "Unless," he'd explained, "you want to join our special
concierge program." There were twenty or so hotels in the city where the
staff would look the other way, and even help hook a sissy whore up with
their preferred clients. Sean would be safe and protected if he agreed to
work for the hotel, but he would have to share his "tips" and serve the
hotel staff on occasion.
Desperate to make his rent yet again, Sean had agreed.
The hotel had him officially apply for a job as one of the housekeeping
staff. He would receive a full salary and benefits, and would only be
expected to show up a few times each week and "clean" a few cocks. But
there was a dress code, so Sean was instructed to go to a beauty shop in
the Bronx for his first day of training.
Sean went into the shop as a nervous young man, but came out as a very
pretty woman.
He was given a drink to help him relax. It was drugged, and Sean was
barely conscious when he was put into the beauty chair. Headphones were
placed on his head and Sean began his first of many hypnotic-training
sessions.
When he awoke several hours later, the girls at the shop had given him
long blonde hair extensions and a full set of fire engine red
fingernails. They did his makeup with semi-permanent cosmetics and
started teaching him how to make himself pretty on his own.
They glued on a set of D cup breast forms and used latex to hide the
seams. He was then locked into a severe corset that took his figure down
to something far more womanly. Sean was proud that he now had a 33"
waist, but the ladies explained that he still needed to lose at least
10".
The final step happened so quickly that Sean didn't know what was
happening until it was too late to stop it. He suddenly found his cock
surrounded by a hard steel cage. It was a tiny chastity device that only
allowed his cock to poke out ?" at the most--ensuring that he would never
mess up his new work uniforms with an unsightly bulge. A steal cable belt
was added to keep everything nice and tight.
Sean tried to protest, but found out that the hotel manager held the only
key to his cage. "If you're a good girl," one of the women explained,
"I'm sure he'll let you out on occasion for a sissygasm." When he still
protested, the stylist said something discreetly into his ear and Sean
was suddenly filled with the need to obey her. It was the first of her
sissy triggers. It wasn't very strong yet, but it was enough to make Sean
desperate to do whatever these women commanded.
Sophia guided my hand down into her panties at this point in her story so
I could finger the tiny cage that surrounded what was left of her
manhood. There wasn't much left.
Sophia took me back to the beauty shop with her story. Seamed stocking
and a garter came next, followed by 4" beginner heels that were locked in
place. The ladies helped Sean over to a mirror and smiled at their new
creation. "Chica, you're going to be beautiful," they gushed.
A van came to collect Sean and deliver him to the hotel. The hypnotic
suggestions were still active. He was given some employment papers to
sign, one of which was an official petition for a name change. And thus
Sean the struggling actor ceased to exist. She was now "Sophia
Cunningham," a maid working for the hotel.
Sophia found that she was expected to clean hotel rooms each day, but
also found that the guests frequently returned while she was doing her
"job." Predictably, she would quickly find herself thrown across the bed
and being fucked by the guest. Sophia would moan like the appreciative
whore that she was becoming, although she would pout when she had to make
the bed all over again after the guests had used her.
The hotel took a substantial cut of her earnings, but even so, Sophia was
thrilled to find her bank account growing. What's more, the hotel kept an
"advancement account" for her, which was eventually used to pay for
breast and hip augmentation as well as facial feminization surgeries.
Within the year, thanks to continual hypnosis training sessions and non-
stop corset training and all of those surgeries, Sophia had become one of
the most requested features of the concierge program.
"Those were the days," she mused. "I would get fucked eight or nine times
a day."
I felt Sophia's little cage twitch at the memory.
Her story was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. "Sir," a deep
voice called out. "Hotel staff. Please open up."
Sophia gave me a quick squeeze to tell me that it was okay.
I opened the door to find the doorman standing there, along with one of
the hotel guests. They didn't wait for my invitation, barging into the
room as if it was their own. I was a little shocked until Sophia popped
up and gave the doorman a big kiss.
"Hey girl," he said. "I saw your video and thought you might like a
little help making a new one." Sophia clapped her hands in approval.
"I was reading those comments," the doorman continued. "You've got some
pretty sick fans, but I'm game." A shudder ran through her body and she
all but begged him to do anything her wanted to do to her.
The hotel guest got a strange look on his face. I was a little concerned,
but Sophia started trembling in anticipation of what was to come.
Sophia handed me her phone and gave me a deep kiss. She asked me to
please film everything, and to not stop recording no matter what
happened. I was a little overwhelmed by what was happening, but I agreed.
The doorman and the hotel guest put on masks, and then he leaned in and
whispered something into Sophia's ear. A physical change rippled through
her body. She fell to the ground, and when she next looked up, she was
something feral. She whimpered in her need to be fucked.
I recorded everything. I recorded as the doorman dragged Sophia across
the room by her hair and threw her across the bed. I recorded as he
fucked her mouth while the other man took the desk lamp and proceeded to
fuck her sissy hole. I was worried that the light bulb that was now being
shoved in and out or her ass would break, but Sophia was moaning in so
much pleasure so I kept recording.
What's more, I was turned on and wanted to join in the action. I had a
close up on Sophia's face when the doorman filled her mouth with his cum.
The other man was next, although he pulled out and shot his load directly
into her nostrils, so Sophia had to snort down his cum.
They looked over at me and I found myself handing over the camera and
joining in the fun. I fucked her face once again, and this time I lasted
for several minutes before giving Sophia her fourth load if the night.
No sooner had I cum than the doorman handed me back the phone and
proceeded to start pissing directly into her mouth. She swallowed his
entire stream without spilling a drop. The other man had taken the desk
lamp out of her ass and replaced it with his own cock, which was now
filling her bowels with his own stream of hot piss.
Throughout all of this, Sophia moaned and writhed as if it was the most
enjoyable sexual experience of her life. I understood that it was the
hypnosis training, but I was turned on at the thought of somebody
enjoying being degraded so much.
Somewhere deep inside I wondered if it was something that I might enjoy
as well.
I found myself handing over the phone and crawling over to Sophia. I
kissed her and licked the residue cum and piss off her face. I wasn't
wearing a mask. I knew I was being filmed. I didn't care.
We fell into bed, kissing and fondling each other like horny teenagers.
The doorman kept filming it all. At one point he handed over the phone
and stepped forward, his hard cock jutting out and demanding attention.
I'm not sure what possessed me, but I lunged toward him and started
sucking his cock while Sophia turned her attention to his balls.
I vaguely recall hearing a knock at the door. I was too wrapped up with
Sophia to notice anything until I suddenly realized that there were four
men in the room.
One of the new guys stepped forward and began fucking my face. Even if I
had some second thoughts at this point, I was helpless to resist the
assault on my throat. Before I knew what was happening, I felt him shoot
his hot cum down my throat.
The doorman was right there with the camera; What's more, he had fished
my driver's license out of my wallet and was holding it up next to my
face. I wasn't wearing a mask and I had a mouth full of cum. "I think we
found ourselves a new sissy," he narrated for the video.
I knew in my heart that this was a transformative moment.
I knew in my heart that I didn't care.
I looked straight into the camera and licked my lips and said, "Yes, sir.
I want to be a sissy cock slut like Sophia."
The doorman stopped recording and gave me a look that asked if I really
wanted to have him post that video. I was so overwhelmed with desire that
I nodded my head and said yes.
To prove my point, I crawled forward and started to suck the doorman's
cock, knowing full well that it was all being recorded.
That's the moment that my life started to change in earnest.
Later that we lay in bed languidly pushing dildos in and out of our sissy
pussies. As we scrolled through the comments on her website, I was once
again overwhelmed by my desire to join Sophia in her life as a sissy
whore. I knew that it was my last night in the city, but we were already
making plans to take things further the next time I came to town.
Unfortunately, everything would change a few days later when the pandemic
really took hold and after a month, I was furloughed from my job. Sophia
and I kept in touch via my webcam, and she helped me find a beginners
sissy outfit, but it wasn't as all consuming an experience as I had
hoped.
And the truth of the matter was that I had to start worrying about money.
That was right up until Sophia came up with a plan that would change my
life.
She posted a video to her page. It began with a close up of a black
rubber dildo mounted to a chair. She stepped into frame and positioned
herself above the dildo, blew a kiss to the camera, and then dropped full
force down into the seat.
"Hi guys!" she said with a bubbly, schoolgirl voice. "I have a friend who
needs some help. "Remember that guy I met a couple of months ago? The one
who said that he wanted to be a sissy like me? Do you want to help make
it come true?"
A mischievous look came into her eyes.
"She needs a sponsor. Some guys who will be in charge of her
transformation from boring office guy to fabulous sissy! She will quit
her job and move to New York, and then do whatever you tell her to do!" I
saw a shudder run through her body as the words came out of her mouth.
"You would get to decide how she gets trained," she continued. "Want to
hypnotize her so that she can't eat any food except for cum and piss and
poop--that's up to you. What surgeries do you want her to have? Giant
tits, ass implants, permanent cocksucker lips? You decide. You paying, so
you can make her look and do anything at all."
"All you have to do is be her sponsor," she giggled. "We'll put the whole
thing here online. You'll get a front row seat for when she is forced to
spend the night in jail, or in the kennels. Maybe even a close up when we
chop off her ugly sissy balls. It's your call. Sponsor her at the link
below and let's see what a crowd-sourced sissy looks like."
This was all posted on her page, along with the link to my new page. I
noticed that there were a lot of comments on the video. Horny, kinky-as-
fuck men and women who said that they would pay to help turn me into the
world's biggest sissy whore.
I should have been terrified, but I was rock hard. Well, as rock hard as
I could be while locked in my little chastity. Sophia kept the only key
safe and sound with her,
Clicking over to my new page, I saw that the only video was the doorman's
video of my first night. I knew that couldn't stand.
I pulled out my phone and stripped naked, except for my panties and
chastity. "Hi guys," I said in my newest video. "Thank you so much for
wanting to help make my sissy dreams come true. If you will be my
sponsor, I will obey your every command, no matter how kinky."
"Please," I finished, "Make me into a sissy cock slut."
I sent the video to Sophia and asked her to post it for me. Then I
started dragging my belongings out to the dumpster as I started making
plans to throw away my life and move to New York--The city where naughty
dreams can come true!
AUTHOR'S NOTE.
I hope you like this idea--I get deeper into her transformation in part
two. Leave a comment if you like where this is going or if you have any
ideas you'd like to see in part 2. Or, feel free to email me at
[email protected].
xoxox
Emshoninque, aka Sissy Michelle
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