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DIVINE PLAN? IV
"Oh, she still has her balls," Trudy claimed with joyous mirth in her
voice.
Tabbi was still a little behind the eight ball. She was now a woman with
something extra. A removable boob job was not what had transpired. George
was trapped deep inside her as her keeper ensured he did his job
dutifully. Looking down at her decollete, perfect cleavage, and sculpted
breasts stood proud and were hers. Her crossed legs looked so natural
with her now expanded hips and ass. The fuck-me-pumps accentuated the
woman she now was.
Kelly was so enraged when they saw this couple. Tabbi was sure this night
was the culmination and celebration for going their separate ways. Kelly
was not able to fix Tabbi. She did not know how to undo the extra
embellishments that Kelly lavished on her, but she was sure Kelly
understood that anything feminine she forced on Tabbi excited her.
Now, she and Kelly were dressed to the nines hosting the couple that
inspired Toby to become what he now is. What did Trudy say? She had her
sissy's balls removed.
"My, your sissy is fetching. I love how innocent her eyes look," Trudy
complimented.
"It was part of her facial feminization. The doctors made her eyes much
bigger looking," Kelly started with.
Trudy was studying Tabbi. She was getting slightly wet and perturbed.
Kelly's sissy was better looking than hers. She enjoyed the jealousy
Kelly showed all those months ago. She did not even acknowledge she had
seen her long-time nemesis. Penelope got the rogering of her life that
night. Seeing Kelly turn green with envy was a lifetime accomplishment.
"Wow, is this the little vixen I saw you with eight months ago?" Trudy
asked.
"Yes, stop changing the subject. You always had a flare for the dramatic,
Trudy," Kelly demanded.
Trudy smiled. She never took her eyes off Kelly's sissy. It seemed a
miracle that this sissy was created in such a short time. No one was ever
a challenge to her except Kelly. Rising, she went behind Penelopy.
Penelopy's mass of long hair was pinned up as Trudy kept up a civil
banter. Long dangly earrings were exposed.
They were beautiful. Similar but not perfectly the same, two orbs hung
low, almost to bare shoulders. They were organic looking and seemed to be
built of spaghetti-like tubes.
"Do your trick, dear," Trudy demanded.
Penelope looked horrified but obeyed.
She swung her head violently. Her massive tits giggled with her effort.
The ball at the end of a chain that was her earring tried to make it to
her waiting mouth. It took Penelopy five times, but she eventually caught
her bronzed testicle in her mouth.
"Now, the other one, dear." Trudy was not merciful when it came to her
sissy's parlor tricks.
Penelopy was not happy she could not perform her trick to Trudy's
satisfaction.
"She usually is better at this; it must be performance anxiety. Your sexy
sissy seems to be making her nervous. Her balls were all over her face
for months learning how to propel them into her luscious lips," Trudy
bragged.
Horrified, Tabbi wanted to understand what was happening.
"What is going on here?" Tabbi demanded.
Trudy was very amused. Kelly does not seem to have control of her sissy.
"It is not appropriate for a sissy to interrupt the mistresses," Kelly
scolded Tabbi Kat.
When Tabbi continued, Kelly indicated to the staff that they needed
service. Tabbi was beside herself. She had lost all control. Her every
move had been for a single purpose, and now she had no idea what was
happening. Kelly's face made Tabbi stop, but it was too late.
"We need to check our property, please," Kelly told Madame Devine's
establishment staff member.
"Very well, mam," said the maitre'd.
He snapped his fingers, and Penelope and Tabbi were taken to another
room.
Kelly did not even acknowledge Tabbi as she was carted off. What met
Tabbi's eyes was shocking. So many sissies were in different forms of
bondage. Many were in fucking machines. All were good-looking sissies. If
Toby happened upon this scene as a man, he was not sure how he would be
affected.
It was not long before she and Penelopy were bound in opposing fucking
machines. Their bare breasts were touching. Bands went around both of
them as their lips were only inches apart. Tabbi watched in utter
confusion, first taking in a close-up view of Penelopie's testicles
hanging from her ears. Then she recognized that the staff member was
doing something at the base of her keeper.
How dare someone touch her there? Tabbi thought as she became aroused and
enraged at the same time. Should bondage be turning her on? A tool was
taken from a rollaway, and suddenly, something was being wrenched at her
back package.
"It's the bunny theme today girls," said the sissy technician.
Something was pulled from the inside of big George. George was turned
inside out and twisted, and the keeper was open for a new invader. The
technician showed the pair butt plugs shaped like carrots with fur bunny
cotton tails at their ends. The tails were large and white, very soft
looking, and would look good at each of their womanly asses.
Playboy bunny satin outfits were brought so they could see what they
would soon be wearing. Tabbi was very upset when her dress was cut away.
Her bra was removed, and the new outfit was pulled into place while she
was still bound. The bodice had a corset-like feature that was tightened,
making her proportionally sized breasts push out further. The carrot was
pushed up into her keeper and then fastened while she watched Penelope
being similarly dressed.
Bunny ears were placed on each of their heads and pinned into their long
flowing hair. Rods were attached to their carrots, and the image Tabbi
saw was astounding. The mirror reflected two ravishing playboy bunnies
with a rod attached to a carrot under their beautiful rabbit tails.
When the machines were turned on, Tabbi and Penelopy had to endure the
pleasure of being stroked. After a short while, both rendered themselves
to the temptation of kissing the other.
Tabbi looked on in horror as Penelopy's earrings swung with each thrust
of the fucking machine. She did not know how she had misinterpreted
everything; her trapped penis was dripping cum. She could not deny that
she liked what was happening, but this was not what she wanted, was it?
"Oh, God, Penelopy's lips felt so good," Tabbi admitted. As Tabbi looked
past Penelope's swinging silver-colored testicles, the mirror showed two
sexy women dressed in expensive bunny outfits being fucked by a machine.
Kissing her soft silky lips as the carrots fed their bunny holes, ecstasy
and profound sadness took over Tabbi. She started shedding tears. Big
alligator droplets that showed the reflection of the room, if you were
looking closely. They would form and burst and run down her face seconds
later, leaving trails in her foundation.
Her panties were filled with her cum as she was sexually excited. This
was not acceptable to her. Penelope kept her engaged and turned on. Their
breasts were rubbing, and the soft, tender kisses were comforting. By the
time Kelly claimed her bunny, she knew Tabbi could be lost to her.
Penelope and Trudy had played these games many times, but Kelly's sissy
did not look like she would accept this treatment. A very sexy and hungry
sissy was withdrawn as Kelly drove them back to the hotel. Kelly was at a
loss as to how to proceed. She was jubilant as her husband showed promise
of being a sissy. Being able to join Madam Devine's sissy emporium was
something she had always wanted from the time Trudy had bragged about it.
Why else had Toby brought her to the restaurant that served as a front to
the debauchery Madam Devine offered? Within a week, he was clean-shaven,
and then he had her "catch" him wearing pantyhose and toenail polish. If
anyone wished to be a sissy, it was Toby. She only granted his wish. Why
was he so mad? Kelly did not understand.
Not too many men would look as good as Tabbi did in such short order. He
took to womanhood exceedingly fast. She lavished multiple surgeries on
her little sissy. It started to boil her blood that Tabbi was so
ingrateful. Her whole bonus was put to Tabbi's desires. It would not even
be possible for her to return to being Toby now that Kelly had been so
generous to the ungrateful little tart.
Kelly slammed on her brakes. The Mercedes came to an abrupt stop. Dust
sputtered into the air with the still tires sliding forward slightly.
"What is your fucking problem?" Kelly wanted to know.
Tabbi was shocked. Not only did she not get where Kelly's animosity had
come from, but her carrot was driven home with the car's jarring
movements.
"We were out for a celebratory dinner, which turned out to be some weird
showing of your prized possession to your, what? Is Trudy your friend? Is
she some nemesis from your past; what is she? I'm not your thing to be
shown off. You failed to "fix" me, so I thought this was our parting of
the ways dinner. I saw how upset Trudy with her sissy made you. I knew
you could not abide by such things. Instead, I end up bound and raped
while you and Trudy reminisce about old times. I'm dressed as a fucking
playboy bunny. I've got tits, for God's sake," Tabbi was on a roll.
"So, you wanted to leave me?" Kelly was shocked.
Tabbi wanted to think. Kelly was a quick study.
"It's not that I wanted to leave you. It's that is what I thought was
happening," Tabbi caught her mistake.
Kelly was quiet, so Tabbi continued.
"You failed to fix me with your immersion therapy. You thought that if
you overloaded me with femininity, I would get tired of all things
feminine. The soft fabrics and pleasant offerings of feminine things,
coupled with your renewed sexual interest, kept me aroused," Tabbi
admitted.
An enraged Kelly stated loudly, " you claim to have been raped, yet I
found you all dressed up kissing Penelope like a long-lost lover, and
your bunny costume is stained with your cum. You got excited about being
"raped," didn't you?"
Tabbi went to answer but got cut off.
"You sit there all sexy. A beautiful playboy bunny with a tail to die
for. Sexy tits with extended nipples due to your sexual excitement, and
the self-righteous sexy cunt complains about missing a meal. You got to
be stimulated and aroused. I got to eat an acceptable meal while I knew
you were enjoying Trudey's sexy little castrated sissy. And now, you are
mad?" Kelly had a WTF look on her face.
"Maybe I should go with Chuck. At least he will treat me respectfully,"
Tabbi let her frustration be known.
Kelly slammed her foot down on the gas. Bullshit was bullshit. Her sexy
heeled foot looked so enticing. How was it possible to have a fight while
sexually charged at the same time?
"So you think you are a woman now? Your not. You, my dear, are a sissy.
What makes you think Chuck would have you?" Kelly wanted to know.
"Chuck is gay," Tabbi informed Kelly.
The braking system of the Mercedes was impressive.
Tabbi's carrot shot home once again. A "hmmph was heard as Tabbi was
further impaled.
"Are you with Chuck? I mean, in the biblical sense," Kelly demanded.
Skirting the issue, Tabbi was glad that, technically, she had not had
intercourse with Chuck.
"No," Tabbi was able to answer honestly.
Kelly was tapping the steering wheel, clearly upset.
"Do you have any idea how much work and effort goes into a wanton sissy?
I have sacrificed more than most in attaining your desires. Money,
effort, planning, I don't think you have any idea how much time and
effort I have spent on you." Kelly stated.
There was quiet. Tabbi had no idea what to think, let alone say.
"Look at yourself. A completely passable sexy woman and you have the
nerve to complain?" Kelly was frustrated. She supported Tabbi in becoming
female and made sure she was the sexiest version possible. She allowed
her to have pleasurable contact with another sissy. The ungratefulness
she displayed was worthy of a divorce.
"You know what? Go take your sexy ass over to Chuck. You can have your
divorce. You ungrateful cunt," Kelly told her sissy.
He just realized the fruition of her desire. Tabbi Kat could be free of
Kelly.
The problem was Tabbi was not gay. She was beautiful and would never be
able to be Toby again. The larger eyes, smaller nose, feminine hairline,
cheeks that were over the top, girly, and accentuated lips all led to the
fact that she would always look feminine, not to mention that Tabbi made
a ravaging playboy bunny.
Tabbi started to cry. It was about time a woman needed to deal with a
sexy crying bitch. Kelly did not know what to do. It was as if she
invested in a thoroughbred horse, which turned out to be barn sour. Kelly
looked at her sexy playboy bunny sissy. She loved the dark hose and the
silken bodice that put her tits on display. She was a beautiful sissy.
The whole process was such an aphrodisiac. Turning Toby into Tabbi Kat
was so sexually rewarding. On the cusp of having her membership and a
sissy plaything, Kelly felt her pantyhose-clad, moisturized, smooth,
hair-free-skinned feminine creation slipping through her clutches. The
passable sexy woman that would propel her to the top rankings in Madam
Devine's Emporium was checking out. Out of the program and out of her
life, where did Kelly go wrong?
It was an impossible situation for Tabbi. The additional surgeries and
liposuction, giving volume for the Brazillian butt lift, made turning
back to Toby a half measure at best. Tabbi would always look feminine
now. At least Kelly's bonus was not able to pay for permanent makeup.
Tears of frustration engulfed her. Tabbi could not hear whatever Kelly
was saying. It was supposed to be a boob job. A boob job would have been
simple to remove. Kelly's driving was slightly aggressive in her upset
state. Tabbi's carrot kept being moved around under her bunny outfit. She
hated it when sexual noises found their way out of her mouth. She hated
that this aroused her.
Kelly watched her sissy bunny take in her sculpted nails as she slid them
up and down the classic bunny hosiery. She witnessed Tabbi looking at her
sexy legs nestled into those sexy heels. She watched the comprehension
that her tits were real. The white fur piping looked so good running
along her feminine orbs. Tabbi could not find fault with her feminine
face as she stared while crying into the visor mirror. Tabbi's manicured
fingers examined the long blond hair while the other hand cupped her
hefty breast. Kelly recognized that look in Tabbi's eyes.
The crying bitch knew she was hot. From Tabbi's glorious mane of hair (
with bunny ears) to her perfect little toes, Tabbi knew she was a
righteous-looking bitch. The surgeons had performed a miracle on her
face. Why is she crying? Kelly took a moment. She knew by the way Tabbi
was taking herself in that she liked what she saw.
The restraints to limit Tabbi's arm movement had already caused her
muscle atrophy. The smaller arms looked so good with her narrow
shoulders. It let her headlights shine. Large engorged nipples stood
proud on her majestic breasts. Kelly was slightly jealous of how
magazine-ready Tabbi'd tits always looked. The restraints also had the
advantage of easy access to Tabbi's delicious tits. Kelly loved to suckle
on them. She enjoyed painting Tabbi's breasts with refried beans and
topping them with guacamole. It would take a while to lick it off her
sexy protrusions.
Tabbi had enjoyed all of it. It never mattered what she said or
protested. Tabbi's little monster would show how much she enjoyed their
games. It was like her own little Pinocchio. Tabbi's "nose" would grow as
she tried to say she did not like being Kelly's sissy.
Kelly seemed to think it took an awfully long time to drive back to the
hotel. She knows Tabbi likes being her sissy. Tabbi had desires to be
feminine. And as Kelly started slowly, Tabbi never did not get excited as
things moved along. As Tabbi approached the point of no return, Tabbi was
nervous. So Kelly sprung the extra surgeries on her at the last moment.
The results were nothing short of spectacular.
Something was not right. Kelly judged that she had twenty-four hours to
rectify what was happening. She loved Toby. She loved she owned a sissy.
And she especially loved that she owned a sissy that was a better-looking
woman than Trudy's.
CHAPTER 6
Back in their room, Kelly started to remove Tabbi's bunny costume.
"Wait, I want to see it," Tabbi Kat told Kelly.
She had stopped crying. Kelly told her she would give her the divorce. It
was what she had set out to achieve--an amicable divorce from a woman who
was always adverse and demanding. Only during her conversion into a sexy
sissy Kelly was anything but negative. She was creative, supportive, and
fun. Things had gone too far. Tabbi was brought into existence so
advanced that Toby was irretrievable.
Chuck could be an alternative, but Tabbi was not gay. It would look right
in public. She made a good-looking woman. She had intended to become Toby
once this strange experiment blew over. But with her hot female-shaped
body and a face of an innocent angel, it did not seem possible to look
enough like a male ever again. The sexual encounters with Kelly had
become mind-blowing.
The bunny reflecting at her was authentic looking. Her chest heaved at
the thought of serving a bunch of randy businessmen so dressed. The ears
and tail were first class. A crescendo of emotions fell across the
heavens as Tabbi took in what she had become. Kelly moved in for a kiss.
She held her little bunny and brought her delicate charge into her warm
embrace. The kiss Kelly imparted to Tabbi was gentle and caring. Soon it
spoke of true love and passion. Kelly's invading tongue caused the sissy
to surrender to her ministrations. She guided the passionate sissy to the
hotel's bed.
On her back, Tabbi's breasts threatened to break free of the skimpy
outfit. Kelly knew her way around Tabbi's sensitive legs. God, how Tabbi
responded to her silkily sheathed legs being rubbed and manipulated. Soon
Kelly had Tabbi's large penis free. The most passionate and gently drawn-
out blow job happened as the defenseless Tabbi enjoyed every minute of
it. When Tabbi exploded into Kelly's mouth, she consumed every last drop
joyfully.
Taking Tabbi's spent penis between her palms, Kelly started the flame
again by rolling her penis between her palms. When sissy was hard enough,
Kelly climbed on top of Tabbi's monster. Her large breast did break free
of her costume as Kelly rocked her world.
"Thank you, bunny," Kelly said as she slipped the restraints on her to
enforce the muscle atrophy. Cuddling in against her oh-so-soft Tabbi Kat,
Kelly hoped that the morning would bring happiness to their arrangement.
"I love you, Kelly," Tabbi Kat told Kelly sincerely.
Both drifted off to sleep. It had been a long day.
Many times the answers come during sleep. Tabbi could never be Toby
again. She liked what she had become. It turns her on, and she enjoys
being a woman. As Tabbi, her relationship with Kelly had improved
threefold. Kelly had shown Tabbi Kat more support and love than when they
were first married.
Kelly was right. Tabbi was a sissy. He never wanted to admit it, but each
and every step into the feminine unknown caused his monster to react. He
could not lay all of it at Kelly's good looks. The soft cool fabrics and
smooth hairless skin were significant factors in his arousal. What he
witnessed in the mirror was astounding.
"I'm sorry, Kelly," Tabbi Kat told his wife.
Kelly was sad. She told Tabbi she could have her divorce. She loved Toby.
She loved Tabbi Kat. The power, the game, the primping, and the
happenstance of having a show pony was more than she could have ever
dreamed of. To be so close to having her desires fulfilled and find
herself alone in the world again was hard to understand.
She was glad Tabbi did not seem to hold any ill will against her. She did
try to help her sissy truly. Was it so wrong to want to show off what was
such a successful transformation was? Tabbi was so good-looking Kelly was
overcome with sadness. The sexy vixen she had helped to create was soon
leaving her forever.
She wished that she had learned more about Chuck. He was getting a fine
specimen. A small victory in the fact that Tabbi had not been to her
culinary classes yet made Kelly smile. Chuck would not be getting a
perfect wife. He would only get an almost perfect bitch! Kelly allowed
herself one last indignity.
"No, I'm sorry to have made your evening so hard," Tabbi told her.
"What?" Kelly hoped against hope.
"I love you. I always have," Tabbi Kat admitted.
"So, you don't want a divorce?" Kelly asked, trepidation in her voice.
"I did. I must confess. You have not always been cordial and can be
downright mean and unappreciative sometimes. But since we have been going
down this feminine road, you have been the partner I always wanted,"
Tabbi told his wife.
"What about the club?" Kelly wanted to know.
"We will need to work all these issues out," Tabbi answered.
Kelly grabbed the hobbled sissy into the most loving embrace. Tabbi might
not be a complete sissy, but they can continue the games with the club
and at home. She was excited about the possibilities.
"What about Chuck?" Kelly asked.
"We will find him, someone he can convert," Tabbi offered.
If anyone is interested in becoming Chuck's sissy, put your portfolio in
the review section of this story. We will have him contact you.
THE END.
Elissa
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