She was absolutely furious. Nobody but nobody dumped her! Not even pretty boy Davey Kline. Especially not right before junior prom. Nobody dumped her! She dumped them! But luckily, she had the perfect way to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend and he was so naive she knew he'd fall for it without a problem. Crushing up a few pills into a smoothie to show there were no 'hard feelings' had him knocked out in no time flat. He hadn't even hesitated to drink the drugged treat down and she couldn't help but roll her eyes and scoff at his stupidity. And he had the nerve to try and dump her?
It was a bit more difficult for her to get him to where her revenge would happen but she managed it. She grinned up at the sign on the building after dropping her ex's unconscious body off. 'Sensual Training Center' was glowing in red block letter and reflected in her eyes menacingly. Ever since the Second Enlightenment, things had been a lot different for human kind. They'd realized repressing sexual desire didn't really help anyone and had legalized almost all things sexual. Then the government had opened up special centers for volunteers (and in Davey's case not so voluntary volunteers) to come and relearn what they thought they knew about sex. Davey's ex reached down to her pocket where a thick wad of money was resting and she giggled evilly to herself. Despite sexual revolution there were still many positions in the community that rarely got filled due to lack of volunteers. And one of those positions was what she had so lovingly signed her ex-boyfriend up for. With him being out cold there had been absolutely nobody to object for him and she had simply pocketed the sign on bonus. It wasn't like Davey would be needing it she thought with a laugh. Maybe she'd go out and get an even better dress than the one she was going to wear to prom before…
When Davey woke up his head was pounding. He groaned and opened his eyes. He was instantly confused by the screens that he saw all around him. He tried to move but found he couldn't. He looked himself over and gasped at the sight. He was chained with his hands high over his head. He was wearing bubble gum pink gloves that went up to his biceps and were decorated with white lacy frills and bows. He had a frilly pink bikini top on that barely covered his nipples with little triangles of fabric. His eyes widened as he kept looking down at himself. He was wearing latex thigh high boots with awkward high heels in a bright pink color. The boots had white lacing and ended in frilly white lace poking out of the top right by his crotch. He whimpered a bit as he realized that his cock had been contained in a tight but clear plastic cup that strapped on with white glittery bands around his hips and went up between his legs like a very perverted thong. His cock was uncomfortable, cramped into the little area but it was currently bearable. His legs were kept closed with a white belt around his ankles and on either side of his knees preventing his legs from bending.
"Ah, he's awake," Davey heard someone say.
"Hey! Let me go! What the hell do you think you're doing!" he shouted as he tried to squirm free of the manacles and tight belts.
The voice from nowhere ignored him completely. "Begin stage one when ready," the voice said.
"HEY! Let me out of here!" Davey shouted again, still trying to get free. He didn't even have time to figure out what was going to happen when suddenly a mechanical arm extended from the ceiling. Davey's eyes widened as what looked like the dildo he'd seen in sex class, only bigger, unfolded from the arm. The phallus came closer to Davey and he tried to squirm away. The arm tried several times to stab at him with it's dildo tip but Davey's frantic struggles kept the arm from succeeding. Davey heard something mechanical and then his head was grabbed firmly by another arm behind him. "No! You can't do this!" he screamed as he continued to try and struggle futilely.
Suddenly, he realized what the arm was intending to do and snapped his shouting mouth closed. The dildo pressed hard against his lips but he grit his teeth and kept his lips pursed tightly. But his human strength was hardly a match for the mechanical arm and soon he was gagging as the dildo was forced into his mouth and halfway down his throat. It was bigger than he'd thought and he could barely find the space to breathe as his lips were stretched tight around it's girth. He tried yet again to get away but the arm on his head kept a firm grip on him, preventing him from moving. Davey let out muffled curses and shouts as he struggled against the indignity.
Nothing happened for a moment. Then, a hole in the end of the dildo opened and Davey choked as a flood of warm somewhat salty fluid filled his mouth. He refused to swallow despite the pure amount that was being channeled into his mouth. He continued to choke on it until it was oozing out of his nose and from between his lips. Finally, he simply couldn't breathe any longer and swallowed for the first time. He winced mentally as more kept filling his mouth, forcing him to swallow great gulps of the thick fluid.
Each gulp he took was done with less hesitation than the last. He was slowly relaxing as the warm substance slid down his throat and filled his belly. Finally, after countless swallows, he was hanging in his bindings passively as he automatically swallowed what entered his mouth. His blue eyes were hazy and distant as the drugs in the fluid clouded his mind.
The dildo finally stopped pumping it's salty solution into him and pulled back, leaving Davey's mouth parted and white liquid dribbling out of it. Davey's bound hands were shifted forward with their manacles, forcing the boy to bend at the waist, he head flopping down since he was too drugged to keep it upright. A different mechanical arm rose out of the floor and poised itself over Davey's backside, not that the boy was aware of it. Liquid, much like what had been pumped into Davey's stomach seeped out of the head of the new arm as it lowered itself. It placed it's relatively thin head right at the center of Davey's puckered virgin hole. Davey stirred a bit, realizing even through the drugs, something wasn't quite right.
Slowly, the arm put pressure on Davey's backdoor, causing the boy to moan in discomfort, "Uunnng!" But, just like with Davey's mouth, eventually the arm won out over human muscles and penetrated Davey's asshole. Davey cried out in a high-pitched shriek as he was penetrated for the first time. Tears streamed down his already stained cheeks as the arm pushed deeper inside of him. It wasn't a very thick intrusion but it was definitely not what he was used to or comfortable with. More liquid oozed out of the arm as it pulled back a ways and then thrust back in, even deeper than before. Davey let out another shriek as his rectum was forced to stretch open and accommodate the mechanical menace.
The arm started a rough and very regular pattern, constantly adding white sticky goo to the process with every thrust. Slowly, the arm inched deeper and deeper inside of Davey until it reached a preprogrammed depth. Davey screeched like a cat in heat as his colon was then pounded vigorously by the rod up his ass. His eyes rolled back in his head as his prostate was rubbed over with each thrust and his screaming turned into moans and shrieks of utter pleasure. His cock was throbbing inside of it's prison as each thrust felt better than the last. There was no room for him to truly grow an erection but his dick kept trying anyway, making it painful for the captured boy.
Davey was being slammed into so hard his body was shaking and swaying, which lulled him into the motion of rocking back into the thrusts of the machine. It wasn't too terribly long before he was pushing back against the thrusts of his own drug-hazed volition, working the pole ever so slightly deeper inside of his previously virgin ass.
After an hour of pounding Davey at a set pace, the arm sped up substantially, causing Davey to scream and his restrained cock to fill his clear cup with his release. Davey's cum seeped out of the edges of the cup to drip down from between his legs as his cock continued to twitch sporadically. His mouth was hanging open as he panted for air, having lost his breath at the intensity of the orgasm. The arm buried deep in his bent over ass continued to thrust as it pumped huge amounts of the white salty substance into Davey's bowels.
Davey moaned as wave after wave of it filled all the available space in his colon before forcing it's way into up his body. He could feel how warm it was and it actually soothed the soreness of his sodomized backside. Gallons of it pumped into him until it started to stream out of his anus. Only then did the arm pull back, leaving his ass with a wet and dirty sounding pop. Almost instantly, more of the goo flowed out of Davey's backside and down his legs to pool on the floor.
"Alright, that's enough for now, start up the training instructions," the voice from before said.
Davey didn't have a chance to wonder as he was hoisted back upright. The screens in front of him suddenly turned pink. All the screens then filled with images of boys in drag doing everything from riding a man twice their size to sucking down cum of man after man. Davey turned away but they were everywhere. He closed his eyes but suddenly realized that he couldn't. His eyes were being forced open by very thin but very strong wires attached to another set of mechanical arms. He hadn't even noticed when they were put in place. He was forced to watch as the little gay sluts did increasingly dirty things in front of him. A low whisper came over hidden speakers in his heart shaped pink earrings, so low he practically couldn't hear them over the sounds of the sissies moaning on the screens. The silky smooth voice told him how much he was like those sluts and how much he wanted to be more like them. That he wanted to suck cock and take it up the ass. His eyes were fixed on a boy that was spit roast between two massive cocks as the whisper told him that all he wanted to do was be treated just like that. That he wanted nothing more than to swallow down buckets of cum.
Slowly, he brain started shutting down from exhaustion but the wires wouldn't let his eyes close. He eventually slipped off to unconsciousness with his eyes still pried open to view the pornography being displayed while the insidious whisper started telling him even more, letting it all bury itself in his subconscious.
Three days of training passed quickly for Davey. Every morning he was awakened with the phallus down his throat, pouring more of the salty substance down into his belly. Each time it forced it's way down deeper until Davey didn't have a problem taking it several inches down his gullet. He didn't fight the urge to swallow the liquid either. He just drank it down in huge noisy gulps. It didn't help to fight anyway as he'd just have to swallow it anyhow.
Each day he was pounded harder and harder until his ass was well used to the arm and being filled beyond the brim with that warm goo. It always felt good on his sore insides anyway so why be upset about it? Every night he was forced to watch and listen to sissy porn until he fell asleep though he didn't know that they continued to play it and whisper things to him for hours after he passed out. Though he couldn't have done anything about it even if he knew.
On morning number four he woke up on his own and frowned in confusion. The dildo was poised right in front of him and not down his throat for once. Usually by now he was practically guzzling the warm liquid down. He waited for several long minutes but became somewhat uneasy with the delay. He squirmed some in his restraints as he tried to wait patiently for the inevitable. Minutes continued to tick by as he licked his lips and tried to ignore the fact that he was actually rather thirsty. There was absolute silence and Davey tried to ignore the little voice in his head that was telling him to just lean forward an inch or two and swallow it himself. He stubbornly waited for nearly an hour before he felt his resolve breaking down. The waiting was agonizing. He couldn't do it anymore. It would all happen anyway and the waiting was becoming worse than the idea of being sodomized.
He slowly leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the head of the fake cock. Almost instantly it seemed to reward him and pumped a mouthful of sticky white fluid in his mouth. He swallowed it all instantly but was surprised when more didn't come out. He frowned at the second disruption of his now established routine. He let his tongue run over the tip of the thing until he found the hole. It had closed up but the block didn't seem that strong. He could even move it with his tongue a little. Without thinking about the true nature of his actions, Davey gave the dildo a hard suck. Another mouthful of creamy goo was rewarded to him. But just the one.
Davey's brow wrinkled in frustration. This was becoming more than a little aggravating. He didn't notice the dildo move a touch closer as he started to suck on it again. It took more than one suck this time but he managed to coax another mouthful out of it. Before he even realized what he was doing, he was sucking hard on the dildo while bobbing his head to force it down his throat as best he could. He was so focused on his self-appointed task he didn't notice the voice in his ear telling him what a good cock-sucking sissy he was. He kept working on the dildo until he was deep-throating it like a true slut. After several minutes of him working on it, the dildo started moving. He was surprised but didn't fight as the phallus pulled out and then pushed back down his throat hard.
His eyes widened but he kept sucking even as the mechanical arm made it thrust roughly deeper down his throat than he'd ever taken it before. He gagged a bit on it but kept doing the best he could to try and coax the salty mix out of it. Tears built in his eyes at the rough treatment but he ignored them.
Finally, the dildo seemed to explode. Davey choked but did his best to swallow the flood of warmth. Some overflowed from his lips despite his best efforts but he managed to swallow most of it. The warmth of it soothed his throat so he had absolutely no problem swallowing even more of it than he normally did. He moaned a bit around the mouthful as he felt himself getting full. He swallowed a few more times until he simply couldn't anymore without feeling as if he were exploding. The excess bubbled over his mouth and down his front before the phallus slipped out of his throat and mouth.
He panted some for air even as his body was forced to bend over again. Surprisingly, he felt the belts on his legs get undone and his legs forced apart by a long bar. It wasn't long until he felt the now familiar feeling of something hard at his not quite as puckered entrance. He grit his teeth as he felt the slippery but hard head push into him. This was always the worst part. It seemed to be taking longer this time though and it was becoming more than just mildly uncomfortable. Tears built up in his eyes as his anus was forced to give way.
He cried out as his ass was slowly sodomized by something much bigger than normal. "Ahh! My butt! It's too much!" But his anus was forced to keep stretching despite his complaints. "Ahhh!" he screamed as he felt the large hard object finally breach his tight ring of muscles to slip the very tip inside of him.
He was only given a moment before the long length of pole started pushing deep inside of him. He whined and mewled as his insides were forced to stretch further than ever before. He arched away but was unable to truly get away from it. Davey jerked his head to and fro and protested loudly as he was forced to take all of it into his bowels. The entire pole slowly forced it's way inside of him until Davey thought he would be split entirely in half. It finally stopped. Davey whimpered as he panted for air, "My butt…"
The rod paused for a few moments before starting to thrust into the poor ass it was in. Davey moaned and squirmed as much as he could as the rod pounded him hard but slowly. Sweat beaded along Davey's skin as his rear was thoroughly stretched out over and over again with each thrust. He felt his cock slowly come back to life in it's cup as the pole touched his prostate over and over. He cried out with each return of the rod though he slowly stopped fighting it. Fighting it was only making it hurt worse.
The pace slowly sped up until Davey's whole body was jerking and he was screaming out in a mix of pleasure and pain. His cock was twitching and his backside was already sore. He needed to feel that warmth wash over him and take the soreness away. Slowly, he fell into his habit of rocking back into the pole despite how large it was. Stray thoughts kept entering Davey's mind, phrases and scenes he'd been forced to listen and watch for the past several nights. They all popped up at the most inconvenient time and he couldn't help but moan. 'His girly butt was being plowed' was the one that kept popping up the most.
"My butt…" he moaned as his cock twitched even more. "My girly, sissy, butt!" he cried out as he came inside of the restraining cup.
The pole thrust savagely a few more times before beginning to pump the thick cream into him. He moaned as it soothed his soreness and overflowed from his backside just like all the other times. After several minutes, the rod slowly pulled out with a sound of suction. Davey moaned at the sensation just before he felt the pressure release. He panted some as he felt his asshole struggling to close again after the reaming it had just gotten. "… my butt…" he whimpered yet again as he anus gaped and leaked. He stood there for several minutes, just trying to recover from the brutal anal fucking he'd just received.
Slowly, he was straightened and this time he didn't fight to close his eyes as he watched the sissy porn. He felt the thick liquid running down his thighs and shivered. The voice next to his ear was a little louder today but he didn't seem to notice. He just continued to avidly watch and in the dark corners of his mind, fantasize about doing exactly what he was seeing.
Training continued for as many days as it took for Davey to not hesitate to suck down the dildo or spread his legs for his daily pounding. By that time, he'd all but forgotten why he had been fighting it in the first place. He always came, sometimes more than once, and getting pleasure was never bad was it? He started to look forward to it and eagerly participate. The first time he screamed 'yes' instead of 'stop' had been a liberating experience for him and it wasn't long after that, that the shackles were removed and he was taken to a different room. He didn't try to leave though. He had to deep throat that dildo again. And bend over to have his boy-cunt pounded. He giggled some at the thought as he fixed his now longer blonde hair into the pigtails he'd grown fond of.
The bedroom he was in was filled with girly things and screens constantly playing his favorite sissy porn. He would often find himself watching it, sometimes masturbating with one of the many vibrators that were around the room. He never bothered to touch his pathetically small cock. It wasn't until now that he realized how undersized it had always been. It was very unsatisfying and he didn't care if he never dealt with it again. Davey didn't hesitate to thrust things up his ass or spread his legs wide to get the pleasure to climax. He actually rather liked it and the new wardrobe. It was all pink and sparkly and pretty. What wasn't to like about it? It was all far too cute to dislike!
Davey went to the closet after his hair was up and pulled on an outfit much like the one he'd woken up in all those days ago. It was just as pink and skimpy and he loved wearing it. After pulling on the platform boots, he went to the mirror and started putting on his make-up just like he'd seen the other sissy's in his movies doing. As he put bright bubblegum pink lipstick on he couldn't help but think he was a very pretty girl. Davey paused and looked at the reflection in the mirror. A smile slowly crossed those sugary pink-coated lips.
She would never think of herself as a boy again. She finished getting ready and then sat on her very large bed to wait. Today was her final test. A real man was going to pound her ass into the bed for once. Just the thought made her squeeze her legs together in anticipation. The longer she waited on her bed, the more eager she became until she was nearly beside herself with it.
Finally, the door opened and in came a large black man with a clean-shaven head and muscles like a linebacker. Her eyes widened and moved down his body before landing on his pants, which were straining to hold back what looked to be a small animal. She gave the man a coy smile. "Hi there… I'm Daisy," she said, the name coming to her instantly. She didn't question it. The name just seemed right.
The black man grunted some and stepped closer before dropping his pants. She gasped at how big he was. It didn't seem possible to be that big. He was hung like a horse, and Daisy wasn't at all sure it was just an expression. As her shock melted some, she giggled. "I don't know if my boy-cunt can take all your cock," she told him airily.
He grunted again and grabbed her off the bed. Daisy spotted a tattoo on his bicep that said R.A.V.A.G.E.R. right before she was turned and pushed back towards the bed she had just been pulled off of. Daisy giggled and spread her legs before leaning over the edge of the bed, her girly butt sticking out to her manly lover. "I guess we get to see for ourselves. My sissy hole wants you to pound it," she said, quoting the porn she watched nonstop.
She felt a pair of large hands on her hips and a fat warm ball against her anus. She moaned some in anticipation. "Come on… I want you to fuck me," she all but begged. He grunted and Daisy felt massive pressure at her backside. She whimpered some as it kept building. She made a face as it became more uncomfortable than even her largest toy. She gave a girly cry as he finally managed to fit the head of the massive cock inside her tight passage, making him moan in pleasure. Her legs trembled as she gripped the covers of her bed tightly. "You're so big in my butt…" she whimpered as she spread her legs a bit further apart.
After a second, she managed to adjust enough to push back, taking several inches deep inside of her rear. He groaned and pulled her back even further. He quickly lost his patience with the slow pace and used his grip on her hips to pull and push in time with snaps of his hips. She moaned and started rocking her hips, slowly working more and more of him into her body, forcing her canal to stretch to allow him entry into her insides.
Daisy moaned as her Ravager pulled her back particularly hard to stuff another few inches of his cock into her ass. It became almost painful as she is forced to take first seven inches, then ten, and still it went further. She mewled as, after twelve inches of meat, she finally felt rock hard abdomen muscles touch her round ass. She panted some as she started rocking her hips even more. The Ravager grunted and groaned as he began to thrust deep and hard inside of her.
"Yes!" Daisy cried as she arched her back and clenched around his cock. "Yes, I need you to fuck me in my boy pussy! Show me what a real man feels like!" Her muscles clenched and milked him as he continued to rut like a mindless animal. Her Ravager did just what she begged, thrusting so hard that the bed she was leaning over was jerking every time she braced herself on it.
Suddenly, she was hoisted into the air and she cried out as gravity helped impale her on his thick rod even more. He grunted as he lifted her and then dropped her onto his cock over and over again. She wrapped an arm around his thick neck and arched as he lifted her easily. His cock was slamming into her prostate over and over and it wasn't very long in this new position that she gave a womanly scream and came inside of the cup that kept her cock somewhat restrained.
The Ravager grunted as her muscles clenched around him wildly but ignored it as he kept using his superior strength to fuck her hard. He pounded into her for several minutes before again switching their positions, this time pinning her to the bed and making the springs protest loudly as he had his way with her.
Daisy cried out and pushed back every time, wanting more of his big black cock in her ass. She pushed herself up onto knees as best she could, perking her ass up higher so that he had a better angle to fuck her at. "Oh! Your big black cock feels so good in my sissy ass!" she shouted whorishly.
He forced his cock into her over and over again, drawing another orgasm from the sissy boy before finally finding one himself. Daisy's breath caught as she felt his thick cum fill her insides. "Oh… your cum is so warm in my girly butt. Oh, it feels so good…" she told him as he pulled his length free. She moaned as he pulled free inch by inch. He was still massive inside of her and when he finally freed himself there was a wet sounding pop. Daisy's anus was gaping and dripping with his semen as he rolled off of her and went to get his pants.
Daisy slowly rolled as well and smiled at him contentedly. "Thank you for fucking my sissy ass," she told him sweetly. He didn't respond and simply redressed before leaving her room, his purpose for being there now finished since she'd successfully satisfied him enough to climax. She was still smiling as she reached between her legs to push three fingers into her gaping anus. When she pulled them back they were coated in his quickly cooling cum. Without hesitating, she brought the fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean, humming some in satisfaction.
In a booth on the other side of the mirror, a man in a lab coat put a stamp that read 'complete' across the outside of a file. Tomorrow, 'Daisy' would be given the S.I.S.S.Y tattoo across her lower back so that everyone knew she was a fully trained sissy slut. Then she would be allowed to be reintroduced to the world and fill that much needed position in their society. The man got up from his seat and fixed his trousers before putting Daisy's file into the correct spot under the subheading Sexually Indiscriminate Submissive Saccharine Youths or, as it was affectionately nicknamed: S.I.S.S.Ys. He smiled at the different files in the cabinet before shutting it. He loved training sissies; they were far more pleasing for him than the Ravagers, who were intended to please women. He looked over his shoulder at Daisy who was still fingering herself absently while watching some sissy porn. His grin grew wider. Daisy had been one of his fastest transformations yet; he could only hope the next was even faster. There weren't enough sissies in the world in his opinion.
She was utterly furious as she stormed through the school. It was prom and her date had disappeared! After all the trouble she went through to deal with her rotten ex and get a new date he up and disappeared. She was going to find him and castrate him for this! She heard something from a nearby classroom and glanced in. Her jaw dropped at the sight of her date bending a girl with blonde and pink pigtails over the teacher's desk. They were quite obviously having wild sex. She glared at the girl whose face was twisted in whorish delight. Suddenly, she gave a start of surprise. "Davey?" she questioned softly. The two of them in the room twisted and she caught sight of a tramp stamp across her ex's lower back. In girly script font was the word S.I.S.S.Y, with little girly sparkles around it. Her anger spiked that her revenge had backfired so badly and turned on her heel to storm off.
She went straight to the Sensual Training Center. Without hesitating, she signed herself up for the Females Emasculating Males with Dominating Orgasm Manipulation or the F.E.M.D.O.M. program. There was no way she was going to let this sort of thing happen again.
