(Hey there, TerinasTiger the author here. If you've read to this point,
I appreciate your attention immensely! This project was a whole lot of
fun to work on, and I'm glad someone commissioned me to write a part-2
after Sisselixer was finished! If you like this, I will let you know
there's a potential teaser for a "Part 3" (one of many directions I'm
considering) on the furrier corners of the internet, waiting for you to
find. Really, you're missing half the fun things I've put online if you
don't check me out at https://www.furaffinity.net/user/terinastiger/
But with that said, on with the show! Enjoy the finale of Sisselixer 2:
Free Refill!)
*Part 7: Gotta Stay Hydrated(
"Clothes shopping," Jeffy mumbled, seated at a restaurant's booth in the
Lustrum Mall alongside several other people slurping on fruit smoothies.
"Why did it have to be clothes shopping?"
He was packed into the backside of the booth alongside members of what
he'd been introduced to as "The Siss-T Club." If the "T" stood for
anything, he hadn't been informed. To his right, enjoying a blueberry
acai smoothie, was Tiny. For the past several weeks the gold-haired,
blue eyed, white furred mouse had been teasing him, while enjoying the
flagrant company of a number of horny gay males. Jeffy hadn't been
comfortable with everything he'd seen his former friend Tim go through
since his rebirth as an effeminate gay furryboy, but at least Tiny
seemed not just happy, but enthusiastic about his new life. Clad in a
pair of baby blue booty shorts with white hearts printed on the
backside, Tiny advertised his gayness with every moment he lifted his
ropey tail.
Then there was Lin, only about half an inch taller than Tiny. The red
panda boi was more stocky, a bit wider and softer in body, with pretty
emerald eyes that stood out against his cinnamon and white fur. When he
spoke it was with a bit of a faltering tone, but in spite of how nervous
he seemed, he laughed and joked with the rest of the club. He'd been the
first one to point out how cute the barista could be, for example "I-if
he just trimmed his hair a bit," and had offered a bet to anyone who'd
take it on if the same aforementioned barista was wearing panties or
not. Clad in a slate shirt with silver glitter rubbed into the fabric
and a pair of khaki white shorts that flashed a pair of yellow panties
underneath, he looked like he was putting out a welcome mat for
interested men. However, according to what Tiny and Lin had said in
conversations prior, he was the only one in the club dating anyone at
the moment, his "daddy." He slurped a mango-lime smoothie while texting
this man on his phone, giggling every so often from a received text.
Third on the club's nonexistent roster was Chastity, a french poodle boi
with pink-white fur and a mane of hair he kept covering up his right
eye. Chastity was tall and reedy, prim and just a bit stiff in his
mannerisms. A tattoo of a bejeweled crown and the word "Queen" adorned
his right arm, and he smelled faintly of a flowery perfume. Chastity had
one eye that was brown and one eye that was green, with the brown one
usually the one covered up. Clad in a black fishnet top that did nothing
to obscure his chest and a pair of tight black latex pants, he looked
ready to hit up a club at a moment's notice as he drained a plastic cup
of his iced mocha.
The last member of the Siss-T club was Tawny, a chocolate-furred "filly
boy" (he insisted he wasn't a stallion) with a long, luscious mane of
deep brown and bright green eyes. The long face of the horse was crested
by a bright white diamond along the forehead he'd rubbed golden glitter
into the fur of. Unlike the other femboys in the club, Tawny was dressed
almost modestly: Covering his chest was a pink and white striped shirt
that had nothing salacious about it at all. Matching his top down below
was a bright pink skirt that preserved his modesty and marked Tawny as
visually the most conservative of the club... until he lifted his tail
to lift the skirt with it, showing off a pair of cottony white panties
with a fleshy donut outlined in it. Jeffrey knew this from example, he'd
seen Tawny flaunting his naughtiness once already. Sucking down a wheat
and kale smoothie, the sissy filly laughed and joked with his friends,
letting his hooves tap against the tile floors with every giggle and
titter.
"So, girls, are we done?" Tiny said, pushing his empty smoothie glass
away before tossing his hair back. "We've got a mission today! We've got
a new sissy to pretty up!" he slid an arm around Jeffery's shoulders,
pulling him up close against the mouse.
With a mewl, Jeffrey whimpered, "Not really a sissy, Tiny. Just having
fun today as a send-off to Sisselixer!" he'd been expecting the
Sisselixer coursing through his system to have started to wear off by
now. It'd been about two hours since Tiny slipped him a full mouthful of
the fluid. But it hadn't, for some reason. His nubby feline tail had
grown out, a few inches long now and covered with the same ivory,
spotted fur he had along his arms and along his backside. He'd checked
it out in a mirror just a few minutes ago, and he could swear his tail
and his rear actually were BOTH a bit bigger. He caught himself mewing
every so often, and his human face was still paired with pointed kitty
ears poking out of his hair. They even moved with his mood, as if they
had a mind of their own. His voice kept cracking to a higher pitched,
more "girly" tone. Between his smoky-furred arms and his human, pink-
skinned thighs it almost looked like his body didn't know what he was
supposed to be anymore.
But that paled in comparison to the mental changes. Jeffy found he kept
sniffing at things, like an animal, and he could swear his nose was more
sensitive now. Any time a man touched him it felt like a lighting strike
of pleasure. The changing human's nipples felt sensitive and any time
they rubbed against his witty, nerdhumor clad shirt it was hard to avoid
moaning in bliss. His cock was flacid but started to drool whenever he
lost focus, because unless he was absolutely focused he'd start staring
at hunky men in the crowds of people at the mall. Jeffy felt his tail
swish a bit as he sat back up and pushed away his banana and lime
smoothie. "I think I'm ready to get this over with, yeah."
The whole Siss-T club accompanying him pulled out their smartphones as
they stood back up. Lin was watching a silent video. Tiny was texting
something. Chastity took a selfie. And a few moments later, Tawny looked
at his phone and scowled, ears drooping. "Aw... sorry, girlfriends. Ah
gotta go," he said, southern accent pushing through as he tapped a hoof
against the tile floors. "Somewhere ah gotta be all sudden-like. Y'all
have fun though!" With a wave and a giggle, he turned to trot off.
"Aww, you aren't going to c-come with us?" Lin frowned as he tucked away
his phone.
With a whip of the tail and a shrug, Tawny looked back. "Don' you fret,
Lin, sweetie! Ah do love a gal's day out with y'all, but this comes
first. Gotta special request ah gotta fulfill," he said.
Tiny gave a nod. "Well, guess whatever it is, it's important! Happy
hunting!" he said, with a wave as the club watched Tawny trot off at a
leisurely stride.
Once he was gone, Tiny held a finger up authoritatively to point towards
the sky. "Alright, Siss-Ts! We've got a man to make over! I wanna hear
ideas for Jeffy, girls! How do we want to sculpt this clay?"
Lin walked up right behind him and ran a paw through Jeffy's hair.
"There's so much to work w-with!" he giggled. "I work at, like, t-this
mall, Jeffy!" Looking up with wide eyes, he folded his paws together. "I
c-could do your pelt and claws, i-if you wanted. I do everyone in the
club's when we go for mani-p-pedis! If y-you want..." With a squeak, the
red panda's floofy tail curled and danced behind his hips, belying how
excited he was. "I do the whole Siss-T club's hair and n-nails,
actually."
"Huh?" Why were people calling him "Jeffy" all of a sudden? Jeffy raised
an eyebrow at that, but decided it wasn't that big a problem. He'd gone
by "Jeffrey" for so long it was starting to feel worn out. "Sure, Lin! I
think I'd like it if you could make my hair look all pretty," he glossed
over the 'doing your claws' comment. Having retractable claws on his
hands still felt weird, and he wasn't sure if he could keep them pushed
out long enough for Lin to work any magic there.
Tiny clapped and nodded. "Good, good! But since he's new to your salon,
make sure he gets the special chair, ok?" With a nod from Lin, he moved
on. "Anyway, I think Jeff-Jeff needs a new wardrobe too! We should buy
him some girly clothes so he can decide if he likes looking the part
too."
Scratching the back of his head, Jeffy sighed and smiled. "Yeah, I was
definitely expecting that from you, Tiny."
"As well you should!" Tiny giggled and pointed at his lavender belly
shirt. "I mean, look at me! I'll have you fashionable in no time!"
With a snort, Chastity walked up and groped Jeffy's crotch, provoking a
yowl and a hiss from the changing human. He felt his fur standing on end
as he glared at the poodle, who was still staring down at his crotch.
"What was that for?!?" Jeffy scowled.
"Ze proper sissy must learn to tuck... before he learns to fuck,"
Chastity said as he looked over at Tiny, entirely ignoring Jeffy's
outraged outcry. "We will take heem to ze Vicksen's Secret store. Zey
have new panties and undergarments from famous designers in Vixen's Run,
and even imports from Paris."
Tiny nodded. "Right! Sexy underwear! Good thinking!"
"JUST underwear, right?" Jeffy's ears flattened as he looked over the
trio of femboys. That 'learn to fuck' comment got him worried. "No gay
stuff like d-dildos or anything?"
Tiny rolled his eyes. "Gawd Jeffy, you're such a modest Macy! A public
mall isn't going to sell sex toys, silly little airhead!" he nodded,
waving a paw to lead the group towards a store called "The Purr-fect
Cuts Salon."
"I t-think they actually had one once, b-but it closed down super
quick," Lin squeaked, walking alongside Chastity as the poodle took
selfies of them both to upload to social media sites.
Tiny stopped them in front of the Salon, waving Lin and Chastity inside
but hanging out in front for Jeffy. "How you feeling, stud? Not too
nervous?"
Jeffy gave a shrug. "Mrwar..." After realizing he'd made a cat noise, he
cleared his throat and spoke again. "I MEAN, this whole thing feels like
you're all getting too attached to the idea of me joining your gay girly
club, but as long as you remember your promise..."
With a snort and a roll of his baby blue eyes, Tiny giggled. "Sure. One
last romp as a femboy, and then you retire. If that's reeeaaally what
you want," Tiny said, narrowing his eyes, before pulling out the gray
sports bottle Lin had offered the changing human in the car and
squirting some of the diet soda inside down his throat. "Want some?" He
held up the bottle. "Gotta stay hydrated, after all."
"Huh? Oh, sure." Jeffy took the bottle and took another sip. The cherry
aftertaste intermingled with the cola's flavor, making his tongue and
throat tingle a bit as the sip ran down his throat. "That's really good!
Is that grenadine in there?" His tail twitched as he felt a tingle wash
along his body.
"How would I know? It's Lin's bottle!" Tiny said with a nervous chuckle.
"We just share it. You know how us girlfriends are," he reached for the
bottle back. "Sharing everything... drinks, cuddles, underwear..."
The idea of wearing Tiny's underwear popped into Jeffy's head. Though it
seemed a little weird, it also seemed sort of fun! "I doubt I'd like,
fit in your panties," he said, sticking his tongue out and relaxing a
bit. Why had he been so nervous before? He had forgotten any source of
anxiety. "So, like, Lin works here?"
Tiny tucked the sports bottle down in one pocket of his shorts, before
gesturing back up to the salon's sign. "Not only that, but his Daddy
owns the place! Raoul is a really sweet lion with a purrfect mane and
it's adorable how much he dotes on and teases Lin!"
The Salon was a large space with a number of barber's chairs arranged on
either side of the room, with several of them full. Lin gave a giggle,
pointing at a chair all the way in the back of the room, in a small
enclosed space all on it's own. "C-come on, Jeffy!" He tugged on one of
Jeffy's paws. "We saved the s-special chair for you! Wah... I'm so e-
excited to get to use it!" The panda boi's tail twitched in short little
motions, his whole body practically buzzing.
"Oh, that sounds really posh!" Jeffy said, a giggle creeping into his
voice as he followed the excited red panda back, stopping only for a
moment to stare at a burly maned lion who had been trimming a woman's
hair. The lion bent down to peck Lin on the forehead before giving the
boi a pat on the butt, and then went back to his work. At the kiss,
Jeffy felt a slight pang of jealousy. "So what's so special about the
special chair!"
Lin's eyes lit up. "You'll see! You'll see!" he giggled, leading Jeffy
to a sink first. "But first we gotta get you prepped," Setting Jeffy
down in a chair in front of the sink, Lin leaned him down and let water
wash over his hair, applied shampoo, and then washed it out. A quick
toweling off later, and the petite panda tugged him back out, a red and
white bundle of energy all of a sudden. "Sorry! I just really love
making people pretty!" Lin giggled, a paw groping at his crotch as he
led Jeffy back into the enclosed stall containing the "Special Chair,"
Although it mostly resembled a normal barber's chair, the seat was odd:
A round U of padding built around a plastic part jutting out between
where one's thighs would rest. With a yank to get the curtain shut, Lin
turned to face Jeffy. "Can you sit down? You'll need to hold still while
I work, too!"
With a shrug, Jeffy sat down. "Sure, Lin!" In the short time he'd known
the panda, Jeffy had to admit he was starting to like Lin. It was so
cute, how he perked up when he talked about doing someone's hair and
nails. He clearly had a passion there. Lifting his tail on instinct,
Jeffy sat down, threading his new appendage back through a hole in the
seat. "How do you keep your tail so fluffy, anyway? I just got this
thing and, like, it's getting so fluffy and huge I can't handle it."
"Shampoo and conditioner and brushing and lots of love and care," Lin
said, squeaking back, as he got out a step stool and climbed it up,
tying a hair guard around Jeffy's neck. "You've got so much pelt to work
with! B-but you don't take care of it," As he finished that sentence his
voice grew almost dejected. Clicking his tongue, he frowned and began
working on combing and snipping at Jeffy's hair. As he began to work,
Jeffy relaxed against the seat, letting his body go limp. LIke with most
of his haircuts, he'd just shut up and relax while the stylist did all
the work. Lin giggled. "You're such a cute little Siss-T!"
BZZT!
And then, something buzzed against his thighs. He felt his cock tingle
and a shudder of pleasure run up his spine. "W-what was that?"
Lin giggled. "A cute Siss-T that l-loves taking care of their hair."
"That doesn't answer my question-" Jeffy started.
BZZT!
Before shuddering and moaning. "Nnngh. Lin, there's something-" he
leaned forward, huffing and feeling his dick growing hard.
"Hey, h-hold still," Lin said, chastising him with a pout and a glare.
Feeling chagrined, Jeffy fell quiet, before the snip of scissors filled
the air again. He watched as severed strands of hair fell down around
him, while the short panda giggled. A few moments later, he spoke again.
"It feels sooo good for a Siss-T to feel cute and pretty," Jeffy opened
his mouth to respond, but then-
BZZT!
He mewled and groaned. "Mmmmeeewaaaah..." With a huff and a pant, he
flopped backwards, squirming in the seat. Every time Lin spoke about
"Siss-T", the chair seemed to vibrate against his balls and his cock.
And every time, it felt so very good. "Lin, what are you-"
The scissors went snip-snip as Lin's tail arched and curled behind him.
"You are the cutest, girliest Siss-T ever!"
BZZT!
Jeffy shuddered, feeling a bit of drool escape his lips as he groaned.
"Oh my gawd..." His poor addled mind was reeling. Maybe it was the
Sisselixer, but feeling a buzzy sensation against his naughty bits was
some sort of mind-blowing experience. It was getting hard to focus
specifically on what Lin was saying, as the red panda's green eyes
glinted and he continued his work.
"It makes pretty Siss-T's like you feel so p-pokey and h-horny to know
you're a girly little slutboi."
BZZT!
"M-mmmmew!" Jeffy felt the muscles around his crotch tighten as he
panted, a wave of heat washing over him. Lin didn't even seem to be
acknowledging all the lewd noises he was making.
"Siss-T's can't help but feel their s-sissy-sticks get hard and wet
whenever they think about how girly they are."
BZZT!
"Gaaaaaawd!" Jeffy chewed on his lower lip, purring and panting as he
tried his hardest to hold his head still. His mind was foggy and muzzy
with pleasure. It was all he could do not to spurt his load out while he
was getting his hair cut!
"A pretty little b-boi like you is better suited as a Siss-T than some
silly man."
BZZT!
With a whimper, Jeffy closed his eyes, letting his precum soak into his
boxers as he listened. Every word felt like pleasure to him, as he began
to associate the sensations of the chair with the sentiments Lin was
drilling into him. Each sentence would be followed by a buzzing
sensation, and then a brief cooldown period. Jeffy found himself
treasuring those. Some instinct in the back of his head told him if he
came, he might stop feeling as good as he was. And he didn't want the
sensation to end. He didn't want to stop thinking about being pretty and
girly.
He didn't want to stop hearing about Siss-T.
It may have been forever. Or it may have just been twenty minutes. Jeffy
lost track of time. But he knew he smelled of lust and need by the time
that Lin stopped. "D-done!" The pretty red panda giggled as he held up a
mirror. "How do you feel about it?" The difference wasn't much in
length. Jeffy's pelt of hair had been cleaned up, stray patches and
snarls combed or cut out. His long Siss-T hair had a slight wave to it,
that framed itself against his ears and neck perfectly. There was even a
bit of a sparkle there... some golden glitter rubbed into his hair. He
found himself giggling. "Aw, are we done already? I mean, I look
fantastic, but-" With a needy huff, he ground his bottom against the
chair. Jeffy was so close to cumming and the chair had gotten him
halfway there. Surely Lin could see that he needed more time!
To the changing human's disappointment, however, Lin merely shook his
head. "Nuh-uh! Now we j-just join the other Siss-Ts and we do your nails
and brush up your fur!" Taking one of Jeffy's paws, Lin tugged him
gently out of the Special Barber's chair. It smelled a bit like him now,
according to his nose. As Jeffy stepped out (With considerable
reluctance and the objection of his nether bits), he saw a long, floofy
snow leopard tail fan out around the hole in the chair, slowly tugging
out behind him. When had that gotten there? When he'd last checked, his
tail was tiny. Now it looked fully formed, gray fur and black spots
floofing out as it twitched and danced behind him. He took a few steps
forward, feeling his tail adjust to help balance him. And then, when he
realized how right having a tail felt, Jeffy giggled. "That's a really
special chair, Lin!" he said as he walked out into the public area,
taking a seat down next to Tiny and Chastity. "I'm, like, tingly all
over!"
Tiny, whose claws were being worked over by Raoul, looked over and
giggled. "I'll say! Your pants crotch is soaked with lust."
"It is?" Jeffy looked down as Lin got to work on him. "Mewww..." He
blushed as shame crept into his happy horny buzz, moving a paw to cover
the dark spot as he flashed the sissified mouse a bashful smile.
But Tiny just smirked. "Which is why it's a good thing I'm up next!
We'll pick you out a new outfit for the Siss-T you! And you can wear it
out of the store since I'm paying for it!"
Although some part of the back of Jeffy's mind was panicking a bit about
that, it was hard to think of why while he was so horny. Instead, he
leaned back, letting Lin get to work on him. Thirty minutes later, he
sauntered out with golden, glittery nailpolish applied onto his
sharpened claws, and his tail fur brushed to look as fluffy as possible.
Raoul and Lin even spritzed him with some "feminine pheromone" perfume,
to help him live out his last day as a sissy proper. The name was
confusing, but smelling it made him feel good, so he enjoyed it.
As they stepped out of the The Purr-fect Cuts Salon, the poodle boi
Chastity stepped in front of him, offering up the gray sports bottle.
"From ze sounds, you really got into zat special chair back zere...
maybe you should h-have another drink? We sizzys must stay hydrated..."
Jeffy nodded. "Oh yeah!" He actually did feel a bit thirsty, after all
that. Grabbing the sports bottle, he tilted it up to his lips and gave
it a spurt. The diet soda filled his mouth, passing by sharpening,
transforming fangs, as he swallowed it, letting the cherry aftertaste
tantalize his tongue while he licked his lips clean of any backwash.
"Mrrrawr..." With a happy purr, he handed the bottle back to Chastity
and giggled. "You know, I thought you were kinda mean at first, but
you're really nice!"
"I am ze goodest boi," said the french poodle, tossing his hair and
turning around, the floofed tuft of pink fur at the end of his shaved
tail swishing as he waved for Jeffy- (no, he decided that his name
should be Jeffi, which sounded cuter to him) to follow. His whole body
felt a tingle wash over it as Jeffi followed, eager to see just how
pretty he could get.
The Siss-T club's next destination was a bit of a hike away to the other
side of the mall. Tiny considered and then rejected going to the large
department store "Racy's", and then passed by "Guava Democratic" without
even stopping to consider the clothing on display. On the other side of
the mall, he stopped, gesturing up towards their final destination.
"Here we are!"
Jeffi stared up at a store he never expected he'd go into, blinking.
"'Sexy Subject'?!? Isn't that a goth store, mew?"
Chastity walked past the changing human. "How is zat a problem?" The
french poodle boi's black latex pants squeaked as he sauntered in.
Lin followed his clubmate while Tiny put an arm around Jeffi's
shoulders. "Actually, they've branched out a lot lately!" With a squeak,
he pointed at the store's display window. "They've got nerd culture
stuff, club attire, frat boy jockstraps, even some fetishware!"
At that, Jeffi felt his ears perk. "What, really?"
With a nod, Tiny led him inside, along many diverse and odd sets of
clothing. They passed wearable beer bongs, inflatable muscle shirts,
creepy animatronic plush dolls, and a whole section of anime underwear.
"Ok, here's what we're going to do," Tiny pulled the changing creature
in towards him, squeezing Jeffi's shoulders against his. "Go into the
changing room and strip naked. Hand me your old icky man clothes, and
I'll give you stuff to try on. Once you're dressed, you can come out and
we'll all see how cute you are! We can just keep trying until we've made
a proper Siss-T out of you, alright?"
Jeffi mewed, tail lowering with his ears. "Aw, but that's a lot of
effort for clothes I'm probably just gonna wear today." He was, after
all, just going to let the Sisselixer wear off and go back to being a
man. Even though it did kind of sound fun. "Can't I just pick out
something I think looks cute and girly and go with that?"
Arching an eyebrow, Tiny shook his head. "Where's the fun in that? This
is supposed to be a makeover, kitten! Don't you want your Siss-T friends
to help you feel as cute and pretty as possible?"
The question from Tiny made Jeffi's cock twitch. He remembered back to
the Special Chair in the Salon, feeling his saliva building in his
mouth. Just those words "cute" and "pretty" were making his balls churn
with barely-repressed need. "T-Tiny, you temptress..." he whimpered,
feeling his cock stiffen in his boxers again as he imagined just how
girly he'd end up if he let the other sissies pick out his outfit. The
changing human hadn't cum today either, and he'd just gotten over how
horny he'd been getting his haircut. It was hard not to enjoy the effect
feeling "pretty" had on his body. Panting, his eyes rolling back, Jeffi
listened.
Tiny turned Jeffi to lock eyes with him. "The goal is to let yourself go
here, remember?" he pulled Jeffi up close to him, letting their
foreheads touch as the little mouse ground his body against Jeffi's
precum-soaked crotch with a titter. "You can't tell me you aren't
thinking about how hot it sounds to prance around like some girly little
twink, all the guys turning to stare at you and wonder how much they'd
have to pay to get a taste of that fuzzy ass..."
Jeffi was panting. He wasn't even staring at Tiny anymore, feeling his
cock grinding against the mouse's squirmy tummy. Another dribble of
precum stained his boxers as each of the mouse's words set his loins
further aflame. "M-mew!" With a needy huff, he relented. "I guess it
does sound really fun, actually." He felt his tail rising as he imagined
how sexy and cute he could be, bending over like Tawny to flash his
cute, girly butt to any male who caught his eye. Huffing, he thrust into
Tiny's body slightly, grinding against the mouse like they were dancing
at a club. He just needed some time playing with the mouse and he could
have some blissful relief. Jeffi was so horny he couldn't think clearly,
and dressing up all pretty with the sexy mouse sounded so fun he was
practically ready to cream just from the thought of it.
But he didn't get that far. Tiny just giggled and pushed him back. "Down
boi! I know you're eager, but let's not get too distracted." The mousey
femboy winked. "Plenty of time for fun later, but the mall's only open
for so long today. We need to get you looking as cute as possible!"
For a moment Jeffi felt a pang of pain. His balls ached to be emptied,
and twice now he'd been denied. Some growing instinct in him had WANTED
to play cat and mouse with the real life mouse. He had been having fun
with his body entwined with Tiny's. Even though the mouse wasn't as sexy
as Mike the buck had been, he knew how to push a lot of the same
buttons. Being denied made him feel a bit sad. "Aww, alright." He heaved
a sigh. "I guess I do need a cute outfit just in case." He turned
towards the dressing room, reaching down and rubbing himself as he
thought more about that sexy stag he'd seen just a week ago. Why had he
been so mad about Mike? Just for playing a mean prank on him? All of a
sudden it seemed way less valid a reason somehow. Closing the door to
the changing room, he started tugging his precum-soaked blue jeans and
plaid boxers off. It wasn't hard, they'd gotten looser as his waistline
had shrank, and his tail pushed the backsides down a bit as he'd
transformed more over the course of the day. Tugging his shirt off, he
slung them over the door of the changing room. "Ok Tiny, like, just toss
some stuff over when you, Lin, and Chastity have a mew outfit ready for
me! uh, I mean new!" Jeffi blushed as he realized what he'd done there.
"Sorry. I don't know why I keep making cat noises!"
Turning around, he stared at himself in the mirror.
His Sisselixer-triggered transformation wasn't receding. If anything, it
seemed like it'd been spreading since he came to the mall, for some
reason. He had a fully formed tail now, a floofy thing of gray and white
with black hollow rings for spots that danced and curled around him with
his mood. The same patterned fur was spreading from his crotch up and
down his waist, towards his stomach and down his legs. His half-erect
cock was slender and pointed, a lot like what he imagined a kitty's
prick might look like. "Wow. I'm so tiny down there now..." He'd
probably lost an inch or two in length. But as he touched it, Jeffi
shuddered, pushing his back to the wall of the changing room and mewing.
"Mmm... but it's sooooo sensitive, oh my gawd..." With a needy, hungry
purr, he pumped his cock, rubbing his bare booty against the wall and
imagining how it'd feel to have a fat cock pushing between his cheeks.
"I'm changing s-soo much," he said, huffing and letting his paw get
slick with precum. "Gonna be such a pretty kitty for-" He hadn't ever
actually been with a guy before. The only image he could think of was
Mike when he searched for a guy to fantasize about bending over for.
Mike.
That stupid, sexy perversion of his roommate. He could still see that
brown-furred stud in his mind, big and burly and virile and antlered,
his tight shirt straining to even cover his upper chest. Muscles
rippling from all the Brutbeer he'd drank just to turn into a brawny
hunk. He remembered how weak he'd felt, held down as that antlered stag
of a man held him down and spanked him, erection grinding against
Jeffi's sissified crotch. "Oh gawd, I can't believe I wasted an
opportunity," he said, reaching a paw down to push between his cheeks as
he imagined the big male's fat cervine cock pushing back there instead
of his fingers. Sandwiched between his fluffy buns; getting them all
slick and soggy with his precum. It was like he was marking the smaller,
scrawnier male as his property to anyone with a proper nose. As if he
were claiming Jeffi as his mate. "T-to feel that big buck rut and nut
inside-"
With a thwump, a bunch of clothes smacked against the top of the
changing room door. Tiny knocked once or twice, having somehow picked
the worst possible time to get back. "Don't take too long in there!" The
mouse giggled. "We're all waiting just outside to see how you look."
The realization that nearly the whole Siss-T club was right outside was
enough of a metaphorical cold shower to wrench Jeffi back to reality.
The half-human feline jerked his naughty paws away from his body, in
spite of instincts telling him to finish the job. "Nnngh, how stupid of
me," he muttered to himself, his balls churning and his cock throbbing
indignantly from yet another build up without resolution. "I can't
believe I keep losing focus like this. How much Sisselixer was in that
mouthful Tiny had me swallow? I can't believe it's affecting me this
much! But it's not like I've had any more since we left. Just diet
cherry cola. I'm going to have to be really careful not to let these
artificial sissy instincts impair me too much, or I'll walk out of here
collared and leashed to some big strong daddy-type."
Looking at the clothes Tiny had put on, he immediately noticed a white
leather collar on top of the pile, complete with a golden clasp that
could be locked with an accompanied key, and a little golden bell
suspended from the front. Ears drooping, Jeffi sighed and ground his
teeth, setting the collar aside as he poured over the rest of the
outfit. It was almost something out of his walking wet dream. Leopard
print stockings that covered his forming footpaws and went up almost to
his knees, and short black booty shorts that barely covered enough of
his puffy, fluffy ass to properly be called shorts at all. Straps from
the bottoms of them ran down his thighs, with little fabric straps that
wrapped around his legs just above the knees and buckled shut. A black
studded belt wrapped around the outer front of it to help hide any
awkward erections. "Chastity must've had a hand in this part," Jeffi
muttered, as he started trying them on. "Oh hey, there's a hole and
strap in back for my tail. That's just, like, sooo cool!" he giggled at
the convenience of it. Along with the shorts were black fingerless
gloves for his front paws, and black cloth wristbands to go with them.
Tiny and his friends had even packed a rainbow stretchy-bracelet to go
on one wrist and advertise how gay he was. Up top, he'd been given a
black wifebeater that clung to his hourglass figure. Completing the look
was a baggy, oversized gray shirt with a stag on front to wear on top of
it.
Having just been fantasizing about his roommate's deer-like
transformation just a few moments ago, it was enough to make Jeffi blush
and sweat a little as he put them on. It was hard to avoid thinking
about that big beefy buck when he kept seeing an antlered daddy whenever
he looked at his shirt.
Opening the changing room door, he waddled out with a swish in his hips
and a giggle as he waved at the three appraising femboys. "H-hiya,
everyone." After another moment, he spun around slowly, lifting his tail
so everyone could see every side of him. "How do I look?" Ears lowered,
trying his best not to laugh, Jeffi awaited their judgements, stretching
out his paws to either side of him so they could take in everything.
Rubbing his chin, Tiny narrowed his eyes. "Where's the collar?"
"Gold clashes with the rest of it!" Jeffi spat back in desperation.
Which provoked Chastity to shake his head. "Oh hunny... non non non."
Clicking his tongue and flashing Jeffi a narrow-eyed glare with his one
revealed eye, the poodle walked forward. "Zat is ze piece that completes
the ensemble, is zat not right girls?"
Tiny's muzzle wore a wide smile from ear to ear as he nodded eagerly.
"Exactly!" he scampered past Jeffi into the back room.
"I t-thought it was super cute," Lin said with a slight nod.
Jeffi tried to think of a response, before he felt Tiny pushing behind
him, heard the tinkle of a little gold bell, and felt leather siding
around his fuzzy neck. "Just imagine how cute you?d feel, wearing a
collar like you were owned by some big strong man." Tiny?s voice was
like a spark hitting gasoline, as Jeffi mewled and pushed back against
the mouse, arching his back as the white fuzzy femboy wrapped the collar
around his neck. "Your OWNER?S name etched on the back, so everyone can
see who owns a pretty little kitty like you. Maybe you?d be kept naked
around the house like a real pet... or just in pretty panties so your
daddy can see how girly you are and how hard it gets you to be his sissy
pet all the time."
Jeffi?s whole body was trembling. Even without anything touching his
cock, he felt like he was about to cum just from that mental image. "T-
that sounds... so-so-so... mew...."
Like melted butter, Tiny?s words slid smooth into his mind. "So nice? So
pretty and cute and girly? Do you want to be some sissy pet, a plaything
for a real man?" He stopped and giggled, as he tightened the collar
around Jeffi?s neck. The changing kittyboy could even feel a bulge
pressing against his rump. "Actually, that sounds really fun," Tiny
squeaked. "B-but anyways! I think the collar really pulls the outfit
together, don?t you bois?"
Jeffi watched Lin and Chastity both vigorously nod, making affirmative
noises as Tiny ground gently against his butt. After another few
moments, though, he felt the mouse?s paws on his shoulders. "But that?s
enough for the first outfit! We?re not done playing Dress-Up yet! Scoot
back into the changing room, pretty kitty!" Tiny giggled. "We?ll pick
out a few more outfits! I hope you haven?t dribbled in that one,
though!"
The comment made Jeffi?s face get hot. "I-I didn?t leak precum into it!"
he actually might?ve. It was hard to tell and he hadn?t bothered putting
his boxers back on.
"Then you can put it back on the rack with a clear conscious, if you
don?t buy it!" Tiny spat back, as he pushed Jeffi back into the changing
room and shut the door. "We?ll be back. Be sure to be nice and naked by
the time we are!" For the next hour, Jeffi tried on more outfits than a
girl?s Bardi Doll, as Tiny and the rest of the Siss-T club had him put
on ensembles they picked out, and critiqued each one in turn. Jeffi
tried on fishnet, latex, ruffly princess dresses, and even a ballerina's
tutu. By the time he was done, the cute kittenboy could swear a blush
was permanently burned onto his cheeks. In the end, they decided to buy
the first outfit, which was by far the thing he felt most comfortable
parading down a street with. (Even if it did have that kinky collar with
a kitty bell that jingled and tinkled wherever he went.).
Buying it, however, was another awkward experience entirely. Tiny had
his street clothes and wouldn't give them back no matter how much Jeffi
hissed, yowled, and protested. Jeffi had to stand in front of a cashier
giving him all manner of confused and awkward looks clad in the clothes
he was buying, squirming around to let the man scan different barcodes
all over him. By far the most embarrassing part was when he had to bend
over on all fours to let the man scan a price tag on the butt of his new
shorts.
But as he walked out of the store and looked down at himself, he felt
happy. "I look so cute and girly, mew!" he said, the thought filling him
with elation. Every step reminded him how pretty and sissy he was
getting. While on some level he felt like he wasn?t supposed to be proud
of it, at the same time he was surrounded by other sissies. It just felt
so good to dress like them and act like them. And if it felt good, it
couldn?t be a bad thing, right? He strutted alongside Tiny and the other
Siss-T club members, each of them making smalltalk with each other and
complimenting him on his "new look." It didn?t take long for the kitten
to purr and blush at each compliment, his cock clashing against his new
belt as he sashayed along with his new boi-friends.
"Now for ze Vicksen?s Secret," Chastity said, reaching over to grope
Jeffi?s squishy, fuzzy rump while walking alongside him. "You need
pantiez along with zat new sexy look."
"Eeeeek!" Jeffi jumped at the grope. "Don?t do that! I?m not gay,
Chastity!" he huffed and hissed at the dog, tail thrashing.
And the pink poodle rolled his eyes. "Zat lifted tail and those shorts
say you are. But whatever you say."
Ears flat against his head, Jeffi scowled. "W-well, I?m NOT. This is
just the Sisselixer talking. When it wears off I?m gonna go back to
being a big male."
Raising a finger, Tiny interjected. "That reminds me. I?m kinda thirsty.
Do you have your sports bottle, Lin?" As they walked along, his tail
swished back and forth behind him, swaying left and right like a
slithering snake through the air. "Gotta stay hydrated, after all."
Tilting his head in confusion, Lin frowned. "Huh?" After another moment,
the red panda blinked. "O-oh! Oh yes, gotta s-stay hydrated," Reaching
into a little red purse he?d been carrying with him, the pretty red
panda took a squirt of the diet soda, before passing it to Chastity.
"Here, let?s all take a s-sip," The bottle was passed from poodle to
mouse.
And then Tiny offered it to Jeffi. "Here! Share a drink with your new
Siss-T friends!" he shook it a bit.
"Eeeeeh. It?s probably flat and warm by now," Jeffi, no Jeffy, wasn?t
really feeling that thirsty, when he thought about it. "I can keep
going, let?s finish the makeover, if we can!"
Jeffy watched Tiny?s muzzle curl into a slight frown. "You sure? You?ve
been pretty THIRSTY all afternoon, hun." He stuck his tongue out and
winked. "I mean, you had to work up a sweat after what I heard you up to
in the changing room! Take a drink, you?ll feel better!"
Jeffy?s back stiffened. His eyes widened. "T-that was..." Lin and
Chastity broke into laughter, as Jeffy?s face got hot. After another
moment, he sighed and reached for the bottle, taking a squirt of it in
silence and feeling the diet cola wash down his throat, the sweet cherry
aftertaste making his whole body tingle. It was like a shot of rum,
hitting him and relaxing him as he swallowed it. "Mew, I guess I was
being really thirsty back there, wasn?t I?" With a giggle, Jeffi reached
over to run a paw down Tiny?s arm. "But can mew blame me? You?ve been a
naughty little squeaker all day, teasing an innocent kitty like me!
Maybe you need a spanking!"
At this the other three sissies eyes went wide. "Woaaaah." Chastity
laughed and smirked, looking smugly from Jeffi to Tiny as the mousey
femboy sputtered. "You are creating a monster, you know zat, right?"
Lin giggled. "I l-like him!" The girly red panda leaned up against
Jeffi, snuggling him with a gentle sigh of contentment. "He?s s-spunky
and cute when he?s not trying to act like something he?s n-not."
"What do mew mean?" Jeffi said, raising an eyebrow as he felt his face
tingling.
"And here we are at ze lingere store!" Chastity said, holding a paw out
towards the display windows of Vicksen?s Secret, where furry-themed
mannequins posed lewdly in revealing, lacy, often see-through underwear.
"Because zis part is tricky, I will be helping ze in the changing room
properly prepare yourself," he turned back to Jeffi, the poodle?s eye
glinting malifically.
As comfortable as Jeffi had gotten with his new girlfriends, this feelt
a bit daunting. Ears flat, he stared up at the lingerie store.
"Mrowwwr... I don?t think I?m ready." With a bashful laugh, he took a
step back.
"Ugh, you silly snow leopard." Chastity shook his head and put a paw to
his snout. "Until you start, you are never ready to begin tucking!" he
reached forward, taking one of Jeffi?s paws and tugging him into the
building.
"Wait, a snow leopard? Is that what I am?!?" Jeffi blinked, looking down
at his fur. It seemed so obvious all of a sudden now that someone had
pointed it out. Jeffi?s focus was lost as Chastity the poodle tugged him
through aisles of girly underthings that would?ve made him blush just a
few moments before.
He was so distracted, he didn?t feel the paw gripping his shoulder,
tugging him sideways. "Well hell-O there, little kitten." The voice was
deep and husky, and sent a slight shiver down his spine. Looming over
him, holding his shoulder was an enormous, muscular gray timber wolf.
"Or should I say little dream?" The bigger male?s piercing yellow eyes
almost stared into his soul. "Someone so cute and adorable couldn?t
possibly be real."
"I-I-I-" Jeffi?s heart was racing. This close to the man, he could smell
how masculine the other man was. He stared up as the big bad wolf loomed
over him, for a moment wondering if he was going to be eaten up. And if
he?d enjoy it.
The man chuckled. "Aw, are you swooning? I have that effect on cute
kittens," he leaned forward towards Jeffi, nose twitching. "You smell
divine, by the way. Are you in heat?" With a wagging tail, the wolf
locked eyes with him. "You needn?t be so silent. A little princess like
you has nothing to fear from one such as me. I don?t bite unless you
want me to." With a wink, he chuckled. "What?s your name?"
"J-J-J-us- I need a-" Jeffi started to speak. Every compliment made him
feel cuter and more girly, which he was enjoying, but he had never had
someone flirting with him before. He had no idea how to respond!
And was interrupted before he ever could. "Jessie? Such a cute name for
a cute cat! I am simply honored to be in the presence of such feminine
beauty!" Patting his chest, the wolf gave him a hungry grin. "I am known
as Vincent, and I can?t help but notice-"
At this, a calico catboy grabbed Vincent?s ear. "Hey, down boy!" The
wolf winced as the other kitty tugged him backwards. "You?re my
boyfriend, remember?" With a gentle boop to the nose, the kitten just
shook his head. "An? I said you don?t get to pick whom we have a
threesome with next until I get a turn, remember?"
The wolf grumbled, ears splayed downward. "You were much more submissive
when we started dating, Tobi. What happened?"
Tobi giggled and reached up to point at his collar. "You made me yours,
and now you?re stuck with me!" He turned back towards Jeff- Jessie.
"Sorry about that. My big doggy is always looking for new places to bury
his bone, you know?"
With a mew, the sissified snow leopard chuckled and scratched the back
of his fuzzy head. "Eh heh, I don?t think it?s that big a deal. I mean,
I?m not really gay, but it was kind of flattering!"
Tobi nodded. "Oh, ok!" He leaned in, purring and letting his slender
tail sway back and forth behind him. "But for a straight boi, you?re
really cute!" Reaching into the pocket of his jeans, the calico kitten-
sissy pulled out a notepad and scribbled on a page before tearing it
out. "If you ever decide to change teams, text me! We?d love to play
with you!" Tucking the piece of paper down into Jessie?s pocket, the
kitten turned and sauntered off, holding his big wolf?s paw as they went
back to browsing for underthings
"Well, zat was a thing zat happened," Chastity said from behind Jessie,
holding several lacy underthings from nearby shelves. "Are you gonna
keep zere number?" The pink poodle smirked, a hand on his hip as he
swayed his butt and started at Jessie.
"What? No! No no no..." Jessie held up his paws and shook his head.
"Mew! Er, I MEAN, I don?t wanna throw it out in front of them and be
impolite, but I?m not gonna... I mean, I don?t want a fat doggie dick up
my butt, spreading my tailhole and pumping mew full of cream!" he said,
face getting hot at the idea.
And then, all of a sudden, Jessie saw the rigid and stone cold bitch-
like Chastity actually POUT. "Zat is truly a pity," he sighed, turning
away. "Well, come on. We must make you pretty, at least."
Jessie could see Lin and Tiny off on the far side of the store,
examining products while making small talk. Too far away to be a
worthwhile distraction. "Can we please just have you guys pick out
lingerie for me and I model it?" They were almost to the changing rooms
in the back. There was almost no escape.
"Underwear is different," Chastity said calmly. "To be ze proper sissy
and a proper Siss-T you must be able to convince others zat you are a
girl," he opened the door, tugging Jessie inside. "Ze seductive power of
a sissy is in blending the line between masculine and feminine; in
blurring ze distinction until eet no longer matters for romantic
partners."
At that, Jessi raised a fuzzy eyebrow over at the pretty poodle-boy.
"You mean like a Tra-"
Chastity growled, lips pulling down and fangs bared. "We do NOT use zat
offensive language!"
Ears flat against his head, Jessie nodded. "Right, r-right. Message
received, mew," Eager to change the subject, the sissified snow leopard
looked at the clothing his third teacher had brought with him. "So how
are we going to do this?" The new kitten-boi had no idea what Chastity
had in mind.
"Strip," The sissified french poodle pushed the hair away from obscuring
his right eye, gazing over Jessie?s body while waiting for him. At his
hesitation to get naked in front of another boy, the sissified dogboy
arched one eyebrow and bared his fangs. "Did I stutter?"
Moments passed. Jessie barely noticed the cool breeze against his fuzzy
rump as his new shorts hit the floor. It had been a whole process
getting dressed the first time, but looking down at his sexy-cute
outfit, he found himself purring at the idea of dressing up a second
time. His body was almost completely feline now: Any trace of his
humanity had faded away from the neck down. He was covered head-to-toe
in bright gray-white fur with black hollow spots, complete with a huge
fluffy tail that he was falling in love with the longer he let it move
on its own. Maybe it was just in his head, but it felt like he was
better at balancing without his pretty snowmew tail. He almost couldn?t
imagine going without out now. It was only a slight exaggeration to say
it was almost as big as he was! Especially since he?d lost nearly a foot
in height with his transformation. Smaller, and with an hourglass
figure, Jessie looked like his body was built for sin. Any muscle he?d
had before was buried by a soft layer of flesh that gave his hips and
ass all the right curves. His hair had paled in color to a whiteish
blonde-brown, with black spots forming in patterns along it as well as
if his pelt was just a place he?d grown his body fur out. Bright pink
pawpads had formed along his front and bottom paws. How or even if he
wore shoes like this were questions Jessie didn?t know the answers to.
Naked save for his cute white collar, Jessie gazed at himself in the
mirror. The only remaining trace of his humanity was along his face: He
still had a very human snout and no trace of the elongated muzzles of
Tiny, Lin, or Chastity. Fur was creeping in on it from all sides, but
his cheeks and chin and forehead were still mostly human. And now, that
suddenly bothered him. It was like a flaw or an imperfection in a work
of art: A smudge or smear that marred an otherwise perfect portrait.
Looking at himself like that, Jessie almost wished his human side would
just go away so he could fully revel in being a pretty little snowmew
boi instead of a sissyfur with a freakish human face. No wonder Tiny
hadn?t followed through with his teasing. Still, as he posed and giggled
and swayed his hips in the mirror, Jessie thought he still looked pretty
hot. Especially with his dickie poking out between his thighs. He could
wiggle it with his hips to make it danc-
The changing snow leopard?s revelry was shattered when Chastity reached
a paw over to run a finger slowly along the length of his kitty-cat
cock. "Mmm... We need you all ze way hard. Do you want some assistance
with that?"
His face getting hot, Jessie couldn?t surpress a hungry, horny yowl from
the cool pawed fingers stroking at his cockhead. "Y-yeah..." Letting
himself get lost in the moment, he tilted his head back to Chastity.
"I?d really love some horniness help." The wordplay made him giggle
again. He could be really, like, smart and junk when he wanted to be. It
was just more cute to act like all he cared about was sex. Spreading his
thighs, he leaned forward to place both his front paws on the wall of
the changing table. "I?m ready..."
Chasity?s eyes went wide for only a moment before drifting back down
into a stern glare, but Jessie could see that doggy tail wagging at the
sight. "Unnecessary but appreciated," he said, reaching around to cup
his paw around the length of the snow leopard?s cock. The poodle-boi?s
paw was already damp and slick, as he stroked slowly up and down for a
few moments.
"M-mewww..." Jessie never thought he?d be getting a hand job from
another boy. His tail flagged as high as it?d go, his needy hole
puckering and begging for something to fill it, he huffed and tried in
vain to keep from making noises while Chastity pumped his iron up and
down. "Oh em geee... you?ve got, like, the perfect grip," he huffed and
wiggled his butt, almost praying that Chastity would push his luck and
start grinding up behind him. He had come so close to cumming twice now
on this trip...
"And you sound like ze stereotype when you talk like zat," Chastity
giggled, his words harsh but his tone amused. "But we all start
somewhere," His paw danced up and down Jessie?s shaft, sending shivers
up the snow leopard?s spine. A moment or two in, the dog stopped, before
running a finger from the base to the tip of Jessie?s prick.
It wasn?t quite the same. "Huh? Why did you stop, nya?" Jessie turned
his head back and puffed his lips out in a pout, newly growing whiskers
twitching as he tilted his head. Four times. That was four times now
he?d come so close to some horny relief, only to be blue balled.
Reaching down and groping at his sack, he whimpered. "C-can?t you just
keep going for a bit longer?" The last "r" even rolled a bit into a
happy purr. He?d been having fun! Couldn?t Chastity see that?
"Good. You are at ze most needy. I needed you horny and pent up to get
ze most accurate measurement of your length," If the poodle did see
Jessie?s need to cum, he didn?t seem to care. "Mmm... four point five,
perhaps five inches. Bigger zen many sissies after Sisselixer has
reshaped zem, but I have made miracles out of more." Backing away and
licking his paw clean of Jessie?s precum, the sissy pink poodle waited
for a moment before reaching back down and groping at Jessie?s sack. "I
have prepared some practice panties and a gaff for zis moment. But
first, you must learn," Jessie gasped and mewed as he felt the dog?s
fingers push up against his right ball. "Zere are holes in ze crotch to
push zese things into. You will not need them as a Siss-T, so zey are
best pushed out of sight and out of mind." With a twitch of his ears, he
demonstrated the procedure.
"T-that feels funny..." Jessie whimpered. The pressure of the invading
fingers pushing in his naughty bits made him squirm and mewl. "Are there
any bad effects?"
"None zat are relevant now." Chastity rolled his eyes. "You were not
going to be siring cubs anyway. Isn?t it more important to look as cute
and pretty as you can?"
The logic made sense to Jessie?s addled mind. He needed to look as girly
as he could. Feeling cute and pretty made him feel good too. "Y-yeah,"
he said, relaxing and letting the poodle continue with his other ball.
"Kinda feels right anyway." He knew that Chastity was just making him
look cuter and girlier. Every time he thought of it that way, he
remembered how amazing he?d felt on the chair. In front of the clothing
store. Getting dressed in his sissy outfit. Every time he?d felt like
more of a simpering little sissy-boy today, it?d come with it a tidal
wave of pleasure. "I-I want to be a pretty sissy boi." His mind was
making the connections. The more girly a boi he became, the better he?d
feel. Or so he was beginning to believe.
"Good." Chastity wagged again, reaching up with his free paw and
stroking Jessie?s tummy for a few moments before going back down to grip
at Jessie?s cock. "Now, good sissies take eet from behind, so zis little
clitty needs to go bye-bye." With a chuckle, he pushed Jessie?s
softening shaft down against the curve of his taint. "Tape ess most
convenient, but since we do not have zat and ze panties we have are not
yours yet, zis gaff will start." Holding every one of Jessie?s bits
tight and in place with one paw, the pink poodle held out a snow-leopard
print thing of lacy crafted fabric that looked like panties one size too
small for Jessie.
The snow leopard balked at them. "Are you sure I don?t need another
size?"
With an indignant snort, Chastity shook his head. "Zey stretch. Step
into them. Step into your new life, pretty kitty."
The phrase made Jessie freeze up. "P-purrrretty kitty..." he said, eyes
glazed and his speech slurred. Without thinking, he stepped forward,
into the panties. He was careful to let Chastity?s paw remain in place.
When the garment was properly fixed in place, his crotch looked smooth.
Staring into the mirror, Jessie couldn?t even see his bulge. "Oh em
gee... I look SO girly," he said, face hot at the idea as he felt his
sissy-stick drooling precum into its new fabric container. Which they
hadn?t yet bought. "Oops."
Chastity smirked and rolled his eyes. "Wet already, kitten? Tch... ess a
good thing we are already buying ze gaff for you too." With a chuckle,
the stern pink poodle held up a pretty pair of pink panties and a
matching training bra, both made of ribbon, lace, and hidden wire. "Now
put zese on and we?ll get you padded up properly." A few moments of
dressing later, and Chastity dusted off his paws and stood next to
Jessie as they looked at the sissified kitten in the mirror. "Now zere
is no one who will ever believe you are a man ever again," he smirked,
patting Jessie on the butt. "They will see you as ze epitome of sissy.
The cutest little sexy kitten-boi that has ever graced zis mall."
Even though the outfit hadn?t changed since he?d put it on last, Jessie
felt different. Like his mind and body were being reborn. "I-I?m..."
Taking a deep breath, he allowed himself to accept it. The twisted,
painful, wonderful truth that the club had been programming into his
vulnerable mind since they?d embarked on the shopping trip together.
"I?m such a sissy."
His co- his sissy clitty drooled as he went on.
"A shameful excuse for a male."
Arching his back, he felt his voice rise to a higher pitch.
"A girly twink who exists to serve and seduce real men."
Every word felt like a white-hot brand burning truth onto his very soul.
"A gay, fey little boytoy without any claim to a man-card whatsoever."
Jessie blushed, feeling his whole body tingle, spotty gray fur crawling
along his face, as his nose and lips pushed out into a proper feline
muzzle.
Chastity put his paws on Jessie?s shoulders. "I?m proud of you."
"Nyaaaa..." Jessie blushed. "T-thank you." He knew, deep down, he should
be rejecting it. He had started this journey wanting to become a macho
man. But with every drop of sisselixer he?d had, his desires had been
perverted more and more away from that goal. He could barely even
understand why he?d wanted it so badly now.
And then a loud knock on the door caused Jessie to squeal and jump.
"We?re proud of you too!" Tiny said, with a triumphant laugh. "Took you
long enough to admit the truth," Opening the changing door Chastity had
neglected to lock, the slender white mouse gave Jessie a hug. "Welcome
to the Siss-T club, the place for bois who realize they never could be
men in the first place," he giggled, taking the tags from the
undergarments that Jessie was wearing. "Come on, boyfriend! Let?s get
you rung up."
With bashful giggles, Jessie followed his Siss-T brethren. He felt warm
and accepted and happy now that he?d realized what he was always meant
to be. "Yeah!" he let his tail brush up against the other bois as he
purred, happy to have finally embraced his true self. "I can?t wait to
go boy watching!" Even now he was wondering what his type was. He was
gay now, he knew definitively that he liked men (and playing with other
sissies, of course) but he was still coming to terms with his new
tastes. He had no idea what to even look for in a proper mate! Except
for big strong arms, and a nice musky odor, and chiseled abs and pecs.
And maybe a nice large rack of antlers...
Tiny swung their bags gleefully as he flashed the tags to the cashier.
"Oh Jessy-poo, I?m soooo happy you?re finally a gay little sissy like
me! We?re gonna have so much fun together. I missed my bestest friend!
I?m so glad we slipped that Sisselixer into the diet cola-"
Jessie?s whole body went stiff. "You... what?" His mind was reeling at
the implications.
With the roll of his eyes and a shrug, Tiny tucked his credit card back
into a wallet. "Well, it was pretty damn obvious you weren?t going to
accept how much of a prissy little sissy gayboy you were deep down
without a little-" He reached back to swat at Jessie?s thicc rump.
"-push, girlfriend."
"That diet cola was spiked-" Jessie began.
Giving a nod, Tiny finished his sentence for the leopard. "-with
Sisselixer. Fun fact, once you?re fully transformed all those silly
sodas are just sugar water to you."
With a yowl and an angry hiss, Jessie balled his fists up. "You TRICKED
ME AND DRUGGED ME!"
"Twice in one day, yes," Tiny confirmed, before leaning forward, tail
curling behind him as he put a paw on Jessie?s shoulder and gave a kiss
to his cheek. "But you?re so much better this way, pretty kitty! And you
were circling the drain already. It wasn?t like I did too much-"
The snow leopard?s paw slammed against Tiny?s cheek, sending the mouse
stumbling backwards from the force of the slap. "You- you- you BITCH!"
Jessie hissed and snarled, feline instincts pushing his claws out as he
watched the mouse smack his ass into the counter of the check out desk.
"I-I?m not like you, I?m not a Siss-T, a-and-"
"And I?m never going to be a sissy!"
The snow leopard turned to dart off into the crowds, the spark of anger
and rage in his mind reminding him how much Jeffrey hadn?t wanted this
path.
It wasn?t too late.
He refused to let it end like this.
?????
Lin reached a paw out for Tiny. "G-geeze..." The stocky red panda helped
his clubmate up, looking down and frowning. "Did we really d-do the
right thing there, Tiny?"
The mouse folded his arms and rolled his eyes. "PLEASE. Jeffy wasn?t
happy as a man and by the time my tricks and traps got into play, he
wasn?t going to be a man for much longer anyway." The sissy mouse swayed
his hips. "It?s no crime to throw away trash when it?s just circling the
drain towards waste disposal anyway."
"Be zat as it may..." Chastity stared out into the mall crowds. "Zis is
a fine patch of drama you pushed us into," The poodle frowned. "I wanted
a new playmate. Not a weepy kitty hissing and slashing at my face."
The comment made Tiny start laughing. "He?s just fussy and adapting to
his new body. He?ll come willingly as soon as his spirit breaks." The
mouse reached down to grope at his panties. He almost wished he could be
there for it.
"And when will zat be?" Chastity raised his eyebrow and scowled at the
leader of the club.
But Tiny?s smile just grew more wicked. "I give it like, maybe twenty
minutes from when he realizes where I sent Tawny today..."
*Part 8: The Last Vestiges of Humanity*
The ride home was long and awkward for Jess- for JEFFREY as he fumed and
snarled. "Mrrrowllllll..." he lounged in the back of the empty bus like
a lion relaxing in a cave, daring anyone foolish enough to come near and
be disemboweled. "Should?ve never trusted that filthy rat..." It wasn?t
true, Tiny was actually a very cute, clean mouse. But just thinking like
that made Jeffery?s sissy-
-his COCK drool.
Smacking his forehead with a paw, Jeffrey growled. "Stop. Thinking. Gay.
Shit!" he snarled, dragging his claws against the cushioning of the bus
seats. "I?m not a gay boi. I?m a man! A straight, HUMAN male. Er, man!"
he huffed and let his tail thrash angrily, stomping a footpaw on the
floor of the bus as he saw his apartment complex up ahead of them.
Reaching into one of the pockets of his black booty shorts, he got out
his smartphone and posted as many mean words as he could about Tiny on
RaceBook and Chatter, before getting distracted looking up panties and
skirts online.
The bus jerked to a halt at his stop, and Jeffrey tucked his phone away,
checking to see if his dickie was still tucked away too, and then got up
to walk off the bus.
Pausing for a moment as he saw a familiar brown stallion in a pretty
pink skirt boarding the bus right in front of him. "Hiiiiiii, Jeffy!"
Raising a hoof-fingered hand, Tawny giggled. "Did you have a nice make-
over?"
Jeffrey wasn?t in any mood. Snarling, he pushed past Tawny, saying no
words but letting his abominable, wonderful tail smack the crossdressing
horse on the way out. In the back of his mind the humanity still inside
his brain wondered why the Siss-T pony had been there. But it didn?t
seem important enough to stop and talk with one of Tiny?s cronies about.
Jeffrey stormed inside the apartment complex, climbed up the stairs, and
returned back to his apartment, unlocking the door to barge in.
The scent of musky, horny male hit his nostrils like a freight train to
the face. Jes- Jeffrey stumbled backwards, feeling the scent tingling in
his kitty snoot, making his little sissy cock tingle. "Mikey?" he said,
pushing back towards the door to his apartment and crossing the
threshold. The whole place was dimly lit, the only light in the room
flickering and faint and coming from none of the electrical lights.
Intermingling with the odor of "MALE!" was a scent just as delicious:
Parmigiana. A quick glance over towards the sink told Jeffrey where it
was coming from: the array of pots and pans and dirty cooking utensils
told him Mikey had been cooking his favorite dish. "Hey, are you having
someone over for dinner?" Jeffrey called out, cringing at how cute and
girly his voice was. At the same time, it felt RIGHT that his voice
almost sounded prepubescent.
"Come to the dinner table." Beckoned a deep, husky, familiar voice that
evoked a purr on Jeffrey?s lips from down the hallway to their bedrooms.
The dinner table (which incidentally was the only table the roommates
owned) had four lit candles on it, one near each edge of it?s square
surface. Two fluted champagne glasses and china plates faced each other
in a dinner arrangement, set between a pan of delicious pasta. Jeffrey?s
stomach growled at the sight of the food. After a long day of being
tricked like a mewling moron and his balls being blueballed to a point
of exhaustion, some comfort food sounded nice. His tail slipped
elegantly through a tail in the back of the chair as he waited for his
roommate to show up. Idly, he wondered who Mikey was trying to impress.
A door creaked open, and a hulking silhouette stepped out through it and
into the candlelight. Jeffrey?s eyes went wide as he saw a figure he
thought he?d never see again. "Oh my gawd... you?re not Mikey..."
A large, burly stag was tucking a crimson tie under the coat of a black
evening suit. His antlers tapped gently against the wall as he trotted,
hooves hitting the tile of the dining room floor gently, into the room.
"I mean, from a certain perspective, Sissy, I?m just as much ?Mikey? as
you are ?Jeffrey?." Mike?s orange-brown fur looked darker in
candlelight. Unlike before, his face was fully that of a stag, with lush
green eyes that never seemed to look away from the slender kitty-boi.
His fingers were fully fuzzy as well, tipped with tiny hooves just like
Tawny?s had been. "But I?ll admit I was prepping for this apology for a
while. Tiny?s bestie convinced me to take the final plunge into stud
status, though." With a snort, he sat down opposite to Jeffrey.
Tiny. The very mention of his name lit Jeffrey?s body aflame. "That...
stupid... sexy mouse... set you up to this?!?" he hissed, his fur
fluffing out as his tail thrashed angrily. "Whatever this is, I?m fu-
fudging done with it!" The kitt- the human stood up, ready to storm off
to his bedroom.
Only to have his paw gripped by Mike?s big, strong hand. He felt his
heart racing. "Please stay," Was all his roommate would say. As Jess-
Jeffrey turned his head back to stare at the buck, he saw an earnest
desperation in his eyes. This close up, Jeffrey could admit Mike smelled
fantastically seductive. Either he was wearing a special cologne or his
natural scent was just seductive and sexy. And his grip was firm and
strong. Even seated, he was almost as tall as the snow leopard. And he?d
dressed up like he was going to a sex- a fancy restaurant. Had this all
been for him?
Jeffrey felt his determination to leave take a blow to the gut and
double over in pain. "W-well, it does look like you went to all this
trouble... though I?m underdressed, compared to you." Plopping his cushy
butt back down in his seat, Jeffrey gave a snort with only a slight hint
of disdain, trying to hide how curious he really was at the moment.
"You could wear sackcloth and rags and still look better than me," Mike
said, serving pasta onto Jeffery?s plate. "But that?s not what this is
about." He heaved a sigh, unable to look Jeffrey in the eyes. "It was
wrong of me to trick you into drinking Sisselixer. It was wrong of me to
not tell you anything for the time you were drinking it unknowingly," he
served himself before shaking his head. "I?m sorry. This whole mess
started because I didn?t talk with you about anything. And now, there?s
almost nothing I can do."
He looked up, a pained expression on the stag?s snout. "Except take
responsibility."
Stopping to salt his pasta a bit too much, he finally locked eyes with
Jeffrey. "Listen, kitten, I was planning on surprising you with this for
a while. But Tiny?s friend was the one who convinced me to be real about
this: I?ve drank enough Brutbeer tonight to be a gay buck for life. If
you?re stuck living with all this stuff I put you through, I should be
too," he flexed an arm and smirked ever-so-slightly. "It wasn?t my first
choice, but damn if feeling powerful doesn?t get addictive. And pounding
that pony pussy felt so fantas-" The longer Mike spoke, the more Jeffrey
began to snarl. Eyes widening, the stag laughed and looked away. "Er,
well, uh... sorry. Got a bit carried away." He heaved a sigh. "Fuck I?m
screwing this up. Talking was easier when my cock was half its new
size."
THAT statement provoked an involuntary purr from Jessi- Jeffrey.
Mike began again by putting a paw on the table, out towards Jeffrey. "I
don?t expect you to believe this, but I?ve had a crush on you since
before you were fuzzy and fluffy. And, well, since our moment on the
couch, I haven?t been able to stop thinking about you," he used his free
paw to point at himself. "If you can forgive me... if you want to try
this out, try me out, eeeeh..." He gave a shrug. "I promise to make you
happy. I promise to keep my little sissy kitten living so well you never
want for anything."
Jeffrey?s eyes were widening, as he stared up at his ma- his roommate.
Why was his heart racing like a derby stallion right now? "I-I. That?s
just- the Brutbeer is fucking with your head right now. T-that?s all
this is..." he stammered, a paw going to his chest, pushing up against
the head of the deer shirt he was wearing. Tearing up, he looked away.
"We?re not gay."
"Maybe it is," Mike conceded with a shrug. "But you know, kitten... that
doesn?t mean it doesn?t feel so goddamn right to have you in my arms,"
he stood up, trotting over towards Jess-Jeffi-Jeffy- JEFFREY and pulling
him into a hug, pushing the boi?s face up into his chest. Jeffrey could
feel the man?s muscles under his evening wear. "You?re the sexiest damn
kitten in the world, and I wanna make you mine," he turned Jeffrey?s
head up to lock eyes with his, as the sissy snow leopard took in his
manly scent.
Jeffrey- JEFFY felt his sissy clitty drooling into his undies, as he
shuddered and melted into his roommate?s arms. "Mmmmewwww..." After a
long, stressful day, Jeffi was having trouble focusing on just who he
wanted to be. It was so hard to stay focused. His balls were aching,
Tiny and his weenies had been teasing him all day, and Jessie just
wanted a moment to savor what was happening. After all his rigors, he
felt that he deserved a moment to feel like someone?s pretty...
Cute...
Sissy boyfriend.
Without any evident resistance, Mike continued speaking. "Come on, boi.
Aren?t you tired of the mental tug-of-war already? I?ll admit it was fun
when I was experimenting with it too, but-" The stag gave a snort,
grinding his crotch up against Jeffi?s chest. The snow leopard felt
something firm and fleshy poking at his fake tits through the buck?s
pants. "It feels so goddamn RIGHT to squeeze a sissy against my pecs, to
hold you, and take care of you..."
"A-am I pretty?" Jessie said, ears flat against his head. "Pretty enough
to keep?"
The stag flashed him a wide, toothy grin. "You?re the prettiest little
kitten there is." He let go, trotting over towards the refrigerator.
"But you don?t have to say yes."
Jeffrey watched as Mike, that obscenely large cock on full display
outlined in his pants, pulled out a black bottle labeled "Sisselixer",
and began pouring Jeffy a champagne glass full of a bright pink, cherry-
scented soda. "No tricks this time, kitten. You might still be able to
go back to being human. And if you do... well, I?ll live with my own
decisions. And respect yours." Mike closed his eyes, almost trembling.
"But if you want to give me a chance to make you happy... drink that
down. Seal your fate. Seal mine."
"Seal ours."
Jeffrey stared, wide-eyed, at the glass as Mike turned his back to the
boi. Jessie was reaching for it. Inside him, the last vestiges of
Jeffrey the human wrestled with Jessie, the sissy snow leopard. His paw
trembled as he considered what he was going to do.
But just for a moment.
His heart melted at the romantic display. Jessie reached forward and
grabbed the fluted glass, tipping his muzzle back and pouring the
beverage down. The sweet, wonderful cherry beverage kissed and fizzed
against his tongue as it swept down into his throat. The soda rained
down on every last fire of doubt inside him. Jeffrey knew he was ending
his life like this.
And Jessie reached out to take one of Mike?s paws, a needy purr escaping
his lips. "Wanna fuck my brains out, my manly mate?" The idea made him
giggle as he felt the configuration of his mind shifting, a more fitting
mindset creeping into him like a sneaky mouse. The snow leopard licking
his lips as he stood up to push his body against Mike?s backside.
"Mmm... you smell so yummy. I?m an addict to this scent," Grinding his
hips gently against the bigger man?s thighs, Jessie giggled and squeezed
Mike?s paw.
The solemn atmosphere of the room drained away, as Mike turned around, a
playful grin creeping along his snout. "Well, I mean if you?re going to
ask so POLITELY like that!" As coy as his words sounded, there was a lot
of enthusiasm in his voice.
He reached down to rub at the crotch of Jessie?s booty shorts. "Flat
down there, huh? Guess little sissies barely use their cocks unless
they?re playing with other girly-bois, huh?" The stag laughed a deep,
jovial belly laugh. "But I like you that way. You?re so beautiful like
this," His paw snaked around to cup at Jessie?s rump, and the sissified
snow leopard couldn?t resist a squeal of excitement. "Shall we retire to
the bedroom?" he said, trudging away towards his bedroom, before turning
back to curl a finger and coax Jessie to follow him. "The last of your
Sisselixer is going to kick in sometime soon, and I would love to be
inside you when that happens."
Mike waited for both of them to enter the bedroom before he reached down
and took Jessie?s paw, letting the snow leopard draw near to him and
then kissing him firmly. Pushing his tongue against the kitten?s mouth.
Jessie accepted it eagerly. This close to the bigger man, taking in his
scent, feeling Mike wrapping his arms around him; it almost made Jessie
cream his panties right there. He was discovering he liked feeling so
small and cuddling up to a stronger, bigger male. Mike ground his crotch
against Jessie?s body, and with each thrust, the cock sealed behind his
pants grew fatter and longer, sex-smells filling the air. The kitten
melted into his new mate?s arms, purring and letting Mike lift him up
with a paw on his rump, kneading his rear while they touched. Mike was
so strong now!
A few minutes felt like a blissful eternity, before Mike broke the kiss
and plopped down on the bed with a loud creak of a complaining bedframe.
Reaching over to jingle the little golden bell on Jessie?s collar, he
smirked. "On all fours, kitten. I think we need to get you prepped a bit
for what?s to come."
The tinkle of his cute little kitty bell made Jessie?s tail lift as he
crouched down on his front paws and knees. "Like this, daddy?" he tried
the nickname out to see how he liked it.
Mike certainly did. Scratching his balls, the big buck laughed, before
unzipping his pants and letting a massive slab of cockflesh poke out,
the mottled head smeared with precum already. "Wrong soda, kitten, but I
like it! I think I?m your sugar daddy now, at least," he gripped the
base of his cock, gently smacking the snow leopard?s cheeks with it and
leaving smears of precum on it. "Mmm... seeing you at my feet like this
is getting me going again, I gotta say." With a snort, he stomped a hoof
into the carpeting. "Was a bit worried that Tawny sissy would?ve tired
me out."
At the mention of the offending pony, Jessie felt his fur floofing out
in irritation. They?d only been "dating" for a few minutes but he
already felt a possessive instinct. "Well, I guess that pony just didn?t
work for it hard enough," he said, hissing and watching the cock before
him like a delicious mouse he was about to pounce upon. "A PROPER slut-
boi would make sure his daddy was milked dry!" A warm, rough feline
tongue flicked out of Jessie?s muzzle and across his lips. "But it?s for
the best anyway," Jessie giggled. "I mean, like, I need to give my new
naughty parts a test drive too." Feeling elated and amused by how frisky
he suddenly was, the snow leopard opened wide, wrapping his lips around
the bigger male?s cockhead and sucking on it like a pacifier. Gently, he
nursed it back and forth, feeling a dollop of precum splash against his
tongue. The salty taste was almost addictive, and he found his muzzle
clamping down a bit tighter just to not spill a drop. After a few
moments of letting his lips stretch out properly, he began to slide them
gently up and down on Mike?s little head, swirling his tongue like he?d
seen a girl do in a porno once.
It had the desired effect. Mike leaned back, huffing and staring up at
the ceiling. "D-damn, kitten, when did you get this good at
cocksucking?!? No way you?re just naturally this good!" With a loud
snort and a tapping of one hoof against the floor, Mike flexed his cock
against the femboy?s mouth. "But I wasn?t planning on blowing my first
load with you in your face, boi..." Careful never to tug his cock out of
Jessie?s muzzle, Mike squirmed around the bed, reaching for a drawer on
a nightstand. Out of the corner of his eye, Jessie could see a bottle of
something clear sloshing around. "Can I show you something I think
you?ll like even more, my love?" Mike leaned forward, setting the bottle
next to his thigh so the kitten could see it as he looked down for his
approval.
Jessie would?ve replied to Mike, but his muzzle was full of delicious
sausage and he wasn?t going to stop until he was forced to. Even so, he
managed to answer his lover?s question wordlessly with a nod and smile,
lips still wrapped around that cock. Purring happily, he wrapped his
paws around the length of his treat, while suckling and slurping on the
head of Mike?s cock, squeezing either side to make sure it couldn?t
escape. Having a mouth full of warm, throbbing dick was quickly becoming
Jessie?s favorite part of having a mate. But he was open to exploring
further options, whatever they were. A growing sense of giddy excitement
built in the femmy snow leopard?s mind as he felt his shorts and panties
being jerked down. A chilly air spanking his bottom. "Mmmph!?!" he said,
the greedy gay boi not wanting to give up his blowjob for anything, but
he looked up with pleading eyes for Mike to pick up the pace with
whatever he was doing. What was going to happen next?
"Just hold still, Jessie..." Mike?s voice was smooth and reassuring as
Jessie felt a hand gently leading his fluffy tail up. It took a little
time, but eventually he got used to having his tail hiked up like that
and kept it up so his new boyfriend?s hand could be freed up. "Just
gotta get you all prepped..." Mike reached for the tube of clear fluid.
A few moments later, Jessie felt his cheeks being buttered on either
side, the stag?s slick fingers smearing a smooth, slick gel onto his
rump. The snow leopard was able to put two-and-two together just in time
to feel a finger pushing into his needy back hole.
The sensations of intermingling pain and pleasure were enough to break
his vacuum-hold on his new mate?s cockhead. "Mreeeewl!" he yowled, his
head jerking up, pelt bouncing backwards, as he felt Mike?s fat finger
squirming inside him. "W-what are you doing, Daddy?" he didn?t protest,
of course. Flexing his pucker around the digit was far more fun. There
was still the slightest hint of Jeffrey in the back of Jessie?s mind.
And he wanted it gone as fast as possible. The best way to adapt to a
pool?s temperature was to dive right in.
"Just getting you all ready," the buck said, hesitating for a moment.
"Gotta stretch you out so this new bod of mine doesn?t fuck you in half.
I?m not hurting you, am I?"
The snow leopard shook his head, face getting hot. "N-no. It was
surprising, but I kinda... like it," he said, with a faint blush on his
spotted cheeks. "P-please, fuck me in half..."
The request was met with a shit-eating grin. "Well if you like that, I
hope you?re ready for ?Big Daddy Mike?! I?m waaaaay bigger than just
this! Speaking of which..."
It took a few moments for a slick, lubed-up second finger to join the
first. Jessie felt his spine shudder as he felt one of the digits slide
along his prostrate. A small little "mew" escaped his lips as he huffed
and flexed his rump against the two invading fingers. "T-that nickname
is terrible, Daddy..." Jessie managed to huff out, sticking out his
tongue while squirming and mewling in his need, his little dicky
dribbling precum like a leaky faucet.
The stag chuckled, making a show of looking hurt. "Well now, you hurt my
feelings," Narrowing his eyes, he pushed a third finger in, gently
spreading them apart while sticking his tongue out in a playful gesture.
"Guess I?m gonna have to use it forever."
Jessie rolled his eyes. "Oh my gawd, even as a big dumb brute you?re-"
The three fingers together was a bit much. Jessie shuddered. "M-mreeew!
A-aaah," Panting for a moment, he let himself be lost to the sensations,
enjoying the pleasure and pain before recovering enough to finish his
sentence. "-still a big dork."
"Would a big dork do THIS?" The fingers pulled out of Jessie?s backside
with a sudden "POP!" before two meaty paws grabbed at Jessie and pulled
him up. Jessie, caught off-guard, yowled in confusion, kicking his legs
before being pushed down to sit on the big buck?s lap. His own tiny cock
slid along the back of Mike?s mammoth shaft, making the boi shudder and
squirm.
Jessie closed his eyes as he felt Mike wrapping his muscular arms around
him. "Y-yup. A big dork would still hold me close and tight," he melted
against Mike?s manly muscles, feeling both relieved and disappointed.
"For a second there I thought you were gonna-" he felt his body rising
up again. "-huh?"
"Would you be a good kitten and lift your tail?" Mike said, as he aimed
his new snow leopard playmate?s rear right above his cock and plunged
downward.
"D-Daaaaaaadddie!" Jessie shuddered, entirely surprised as he felt the
buck?s big boner slide into him, nearly hilting inside him. "W-warn mew
when you do that!" he whimpered, the pain nearly overwhelming the
pleasure in a moment that almost made him regret his new life?s choices.
"Oh? Am I too much man for you now, kitten?" Mike?s dare made Jessie
huff and puff his cheeks out.
"Nuh-uh!" he curled his legs up, remembering his desire to outdo Tawny.
The slutty pony had seduced his man, and he had to make sure Mike knew
who the better sissy was. "J-just needed a moment to recover, is all!"
And he knew just how to do it. Pushing his body, feeling his muscles
quiver, the snow leopard began to spin around to face Mike, while
sliding up and down the cock inside him, bouncing on it like a pogo-
stick. Each time he did, it hit his prostate just right, making him arch
his back and purr. His eyes glazed over and his tongue lolled out in
lust.
"God-DAMN!" Mike managed to gasp out before grunting. "I was gonna do
all the work, but you-nnnnf-surprised me!" His face convulsed and
contorted, as Jessie watched his mate grit his teeth.
"Gonna bust a nut inside me?" Jessie teased, trying to pretend he was
Tiny and teasing. All of a sudden the mouse seemed a lot less of a
meanie. It was hard to be angry when he had a booty full of boner,
though. Huffing, he locked eyes with his mate, paws going to Mike?s
shoulders as he ground his ass up and down that fat cock. "C-careful...
if you mess in me, you gotta keep me..."
Mike?s response was to growl, reaching up to rub at Jessie?s nipples.
"T-that?s the idea, kitten!" he grunted, as Jessie felt his big male?s
body tensing up. " Love... you... so... much... G-gonna... blow..." With
his eyes closed, Mike moaned, his head flopping backwards. Jessie felt
that fat cock stretching his insides twitch, before a warm wetness
pressure-washed his insides. He felt the stag splooging inside him,
filling him with seed.
It was a euphoric sensation. His tummy puffed out from the sheer amount
of spunk inside him. "O-oh my gawd, is this what it feels like?" With a
needy purr and a whimper, Jessie shut his own eyes, feeling his slender
little kitty prick as he fired, ribbons of pent-up pussy-cat cream
spattering against Mike?s suit.
The pair both groaned, before Mike flopped backwards to lay limply on
the bed, reaching up to pet at Jessie?s head. The two didn?t speak for
quite some time, as they laid together in the dim light of the room,
caressing each other?s bodies and enjoying the afterglow.
Jeffrey was no more. The snow leopard that opened his eyes after cumming
had just the slightest pink frosted tint to his hazel eyes. A final sign
of his submission.
He was a sissy.
Now and forever.
At long last, the slender little girly twink broke the silence. "We
barely lasted a few minutes... are we gonna get better at that, daddy?"
The stag beneath him just snorted, reaching down to scratch at his
privates through his soiled suit. "Well... only one way to find out."
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"Nyaaa... hold stiiiiilll, Daddy! I?m trying to send a selfie to Tiny!"
A week had passed.
Jessie found himself back at the Lustrum Mall, arm in arm with his big
bad buck. After spending nearly the whole week in bed, they?d finally
come up for air. The realization that they both needed entirely new
wardrobes now had been something Jessie felt dumb for not realizing.
Fortunately, they both had credit cards they could max out.
Unfortunately, Jessie?s still had his icky old name on it. Every sight
of it caused him to scowl. He was saving to get his name legally
changed, but it would take a little while. Until then he had to see that
name staring up at him whenever he whipped out his card.
But he couldn?t argue with any results that got him a cute new black
skull top. With his phone held out in front of him, he snapped a picture
of his lips pressed against Mike?s cheek, both of them looking happy. A
flash of light and it was done.
And life went on. Mike patted his sissy?s ass as they walked along. "So
you two worked it out?" The big deer raised an eyebrow.
"Sorta," Jessie conceded. "The Siss-T club sounds super fun now that my
mind is soaked in pink glitter and girly feels, but I can?t just let him
get away with that. So I?ve promised him at some point he?s gonna get a
spanking so hard he won?t be able to walk straight for a month!" The
snow leopard giggled, making smacking motions with one of his paws. "He
just doesn?t get to know when it?s coming, that bitch."
The two laughed for a moment, before Mike coughed. "Can I help?"
Jessie reached up to caress his mate?s chin. "Daddy... I was kinda
hoping you?d do the spanking! I?m too cute an? girly to do something
like that!"
The admission made him squeal.
Jessie was living his best life now. And all it took was one sublime
surrender.
*THE END!*