How I Finally Became the Sissy I Was born To Be
"College"
After that first night in the pool house when I was initiated by my men, I serviced them often. I came to thrive in my role as a "sissy, faggot, bottom bitch". My men helped me learn how to serve them better and I became more feminine and submissive as the months moved on. I craved their attention and approval....even though the attention was purely for their sexual pleasure. Sometimes one or more of my men would spend extra time feminizing and humiliating me and I came to love them for it. As I said, I was good in school, so my life with them came to an abrupt halt. I graduated early - half way through our senior year, and I moved away to college on a music scholarship.
I arrived at Northern State University in January-having just turned 18 and moved into the music dorm. My roommate - and most of the other music majors were sissies like me. I enjoyed living with them and engaging in girl talk, but never had sex because I was drawn only to masculine men. So I continued to dress in my sexy lingerie while I wore boi clothes on the outside. I usually wore a chastity/clitty cage, butt plug, panties, pantyhose and a camisole. One day in February I was entering the music practice rooms, when someone across the hall spoke to me. Because I jumped, he said, "sorry baby, I didn't mean to scare you". I had seen Frank around campus - a black god with a muscular, perfect body - but didn't think I would ever be able to speak to him. He was not a music major - he was a kinesiology major and was on the wrestling team. But he was a very talented singer and took voice lessons as an elective. He told me to join him in his practice room and I did...little knowing that the next chapter in my life was beginning.
As I entered his practice room, he shut and locked the door behind me. I looked around for a chair...Frank was sitting in the only one in the room. "Sit here on my lap", he said. Of course, I did and he immediately began kissing me. His strong, muscular hands began to run up and down my thighs, and he felt my chastity cage. He said that he knew from a mile away that I was a sissy and that he was pleased to find that my clitty was locked up. As his tongue pushed deeper in my mouth and his hands roamed freely around my body, I began to thrill to his touch. My face flushed and my whole body became warm. He abruptly stood up and told me he wanted to show me his dorm room. I obediently followed him and as we walked across campus, he held my hand and put his arm around me. I was accustomed to leering, knowing looks and didn't pay any attention.
Suprisingly, he took me into the athletic dorm and led me to his room. He had no roommate so we were alone. He told me to undress, which I was happy to do. As I stood before him wearing only lingerie, he smiled and told me he had found his new 'girl'. I learned long ago not to question a man, so I just smiled. He asked my name and I told him my name was Shawn. "Not anymore", he said, "your name from now on is Shawna". I was so excited to be "owned" by this muscular, masculine god of a man. Another surprise- he had outfits in his closet and pulled out several things in my size. I put on a bra, exchanged the camisole for a slip and put on a dress. He then took out a case and applied makeup...finishing up with a wig and 4 inch heels. I looked in the mirror and was shocked to see a woman! "Damn Shawna, you are so hot and sexy!" I glowed as the focus of his attention. But the next thing out of his mouth scared me shitless.
"Let's go for a walk", he said. Now, I had dressed for my high school men, but had never gone out in public. At this point, I had no choice but to obey. So he took me by the hand and led me into the hallway. As we exited the building, we passed another resident of the dorm...a massive, muscular football player named Jon David. He introduced me as his girl Shawna and I blushed and looked down at the ground. He lifted my chin and told me to look up and smile at Jon David. As we continued to walk, he told me to never be ashamed of the woman I was...always look up and make eye contact with people. I was Frank's girl and I should be proud and happy.
We entered the dining hall which was filled with hundreds of people...some of which were music majors that I knew. I'm not sure if they recognized me or not. Frank introduced me to several of his athlete buddies as his new girl Shawna. They all responded with grins and knowing looks. We sat down to eat....he had a meal of baked chicken and vegetables, but brought me a garden salad. I felt like I was in another world...what was happening to me? As we started to leave, we passed the Dean of the School of Music. He told the Dean I was his new girl and that we were on our way to his office.
We then went to the music building and to the Dean's office. The Dean evidently knew Frank and didn't seem surprised. He told the Dean I was offically changing my name and gender with the school and was now known as Shawna. The Dean entered some information in the computer and in just a few minutes, the University now had me registered as a female named Shawna. Our next stop was the housing office where Frank had them transfer me out of my current room and into his as his new 'roommate'. This was crazy! How could my whole life change so drastically in just a few short hours? As we walked back towards Frank's dorm (now 'our' dorm), I thought about what had just happened. I left my room this morning as a (sissy) boi named Shawn and by Noon, was officially recognized as a girl and was living with my new man Frank.
When we arrived at 'our' dorm, Frank introduced me to few other jocks that lived in the dorm....each responding with a grin and a knowing look. As we got into our room, Frank immediately took me in his arms and began to kiss me deeply. I thrilled to his touch and responded to him in a totally submissive, feminine manner. I was really a woman! As he began to undress me I realized that I now 'belonged' to this beautiful massive god of a man...my residence had changed, my name and gender had changed and I had not yet been with him or even seen him naked. He removed my clothes little by little and started to strip himself. His arms were massive and chest very cut and muscular. When he removed his pants and stood in only his underwear, I became a bit scared because his bulge was so big I didn't know if I could handle it. I was standing before him wearing my wig, heels, makeup, panties, pantyhose and bra...feeling so vulnerable and feminine. He picked me up and laid me on his bed...my body tingled at his touch. He continued to kiss me and then took off his underwear. Damn! I had never seen a cock like his....beautifully black, cut, thick and nine inches long.
He expertly guided my head to his beautiful manhood. I licked and sucked around the head and began to take it in my mouth - as much as I could...licking and sucking. He began to move in and out, fucking my my throat. He then took my heels, pantyhose and panties off...as he continued to kiss me, he reached down and pulled out my butt plug in one swift movement. As I gasped, he stuck his tongue further down my throat. We continued to kiss and I wrapped my legs around him. He entered me slowly and gently pushed his entire nine inches into my pussy. Slowly at first, then faster he pumped his manhood in and out, in and out. I was still wearing my cage, and my clitty was tingling. I began to feel the warmth all over as he fucked my prostate. He began to moan....as he filled me completely, I was moaning like a bitch....faster and faster, the pleasure overtook my whole body...I was wracked by wave after wave of glorious orgasm.....then he exploded into me...six, seven, eight times he shot his love juice into me...filling up my insides. We remained motionless for a few minutes and then he pulled out. When he did, his seed began to ooze out of my boi pussy and mingle with the sissy juice which was dripping out of my clitty cage. We lay there...breathing heavy....I was glowing all over.....held by him...feeling like the woman I had always known I was.