I leaned forward in the upstairs bathroom, steadying myself on the edge of mauve faux marble vanity sink, and reached behind to pull down my panties and find the dangling tampon string descending from my sore bottom. It was so degrading! I found it and grimaced as the tampon passed out of my boi hole. I was really sore after the fucking I got. I noticed it had expanded and was wet with Mr. Andre's hot cum, and saying "eww" I dropped the soiled tampon in the trash basket and rushed to sit on the toilet to expel the rest of his seed.
His cum was so hot as it passed out of me and into the pottie! I felt myself blushing, thinking about how the man had corseted me and fucked me in the ladies changing room at his store. It was terrible of course, but then again it was kind of exciting. I never suspected when I used to look at the pretty lingerie in that store that I would one day end up outfitted from head to toe in the most feminine undergarments imaginable, and become such a slut!
"Brandy? Where are you ,dear?"
"In the bathroom, mom!"
"Well don't you dare take off your new clothes! You are to wear them the rest of the evening, until bedtime. Do you understand?"
"Yes mother!"
In front of Dad? This was going to be a fun evening!
I had unzipped and removed the short black skirt I was forced to wear, and dropped it to the bathroom rug, but was still wearing the rather sheer white blouse mother had dressed me in over at Mr. Andre's. The sheerness of the blouse clearly showed the intricate lace of the lavender colored corset underneath. It was quite tight and I found breathing was a bit difficult. With my panties down around my ankles I looked down at the luxurious sheer stockings that caressed my smooth legs and sighed. Yes, I was feminized. I felt like my masculinity had been taken away from me, and as I thought on that my little cock began to get hard again, very hard. I'm a boy, but then again I like being a girl, too. It's kinda confusing.
I leaned back on the toilet, still feeling the need to expel more hot cum from deep in my bowels, and I began to stroke myself, right there on the toilet. I couldn't help it, I felt so sexy, and I thought about being kissed and about cock, and before long I was spurting my teen juice all over the place, letting it fly!
I heard a noise on the other side of the bathroom door and froze.
"Brandy, are you masturbating again?"
"No mother!"
With that lie my mother barged into the room, seeing me sitting there on the pottie, my cock softening and the smell of semen permeating the atmosphere. She strode right up before me and took her right hand and slapped my cock, really hard! I flinched, and looked up at her. She was obviously not amused, and pulled me up from the toilet and dragged me, with my panties still down around my ankles, out of the bathroom and into my bedroom which was next door. She sat down on the bed and pulled me down over her lap as I protested.
As she slapped each of my exposed ass cheeks, she chided me for my transgressions!
"Masturbator! Can't you keep your hands off that little worm of yours, Brandy! Here you are in a lovely new set of undergarments and we have to deal with errant semen stains on your new pretties paid for with your father's hard earned money! You're so inconsiderate!"
My ass began to burn. She had me in a tight hold and I could go nowhere. As usual I began to cry. I couldn't help it, it hurts when mommy spanks. My sobbing also had the effect of her softening, and wrapping up her discipline. As my tears flowed she stopped spanking and then began softly rubbing and caressing my smooth bottom.
"Such a pretty rump you have darling, I love seeing it all pink and quivering in anticipation! No wonder Todd wants to breed it. I notice some redness around your little hole sweetheart, and what appears to be semen residue leaking out of you. You're becoming quite the little slut, aren't you! Well I'll just have to put you on birth control pills. It's the responsible thing to do, and it may also do something about keeping those erections of yours in check."
"Now get up and pull up your panties and put your skirt back on. I'll be downstairs cooking dinner. I want you to behave yourself, young lady...no more masturbating, and do leave that hungry little pussy of yours alone, won't you, dear?"
I pulled my panties up quickly, my cock quite deflated, and listened to her instructions as the tears dried on my cheeks.
"Mom, I don't want Dad to see me dressed like this...like a sissy!"
"Oh don't be silly, your father knows you are a sissy. I've told him you are transitioning and that you want to be a girl now!"
This was going way too fast, when my mother decided on a project she always went full speed, and obviously feminizing her only son was very important to her. She has always been a force, one that Dad and I could not stand up to. She had not only feminized my appearance but was doing her best to control me psychologically, and now she was talking about making me take her birth control pills. Isn't that a bad thing for a teenager? What was happening was terribly exciting to me, but also pretty damn scary!
"But mom, I don't know that's what I want. I like dressing like this..but maybe its just a phase?"
"Oh darling Brandy, I know you better than you know yourself. Trust mother. We don't want your father knowing that the boys at school urinate on you publicly, do we? Or you masturbating to orgasm in front of the school nurse? Or that you obviously seduced Mr. Andre right in his establishment, do we?"
She knows all, sees all...
"Um, no..I guess not."
"Then you will play along and be a good girl. Follow my lead at dinner and everything will be fine. It's not like you're wearing makeup...at least not yet anyway! I am so glad however you decided to let your hair grow longer, its so much more feminine this way. Perhaps we should get you a perm? Hmmm... Now you study while I prepare dinner. I'll be up in a while to check on your appearance...and no more masturbating!"
"Yes mother"
For the next ninety minutes I tried to focus on my schoolwork, getting caught up on a reading assignment. It was hard to focus because as I sat on my bed and read I kept being distracted by how good my legs looked, as well as the new found curves I possessed now that I was wearing a corset. I got up a few times and went into the bathroom, mostly so that I could admire my reflection in the mirror. I realized that from the neck down I looked just like a real girl, with a bit of an hourglass figure. My tits weren't very big of course, it was just my boi fat pushed up and over the top of the corset, but I had tits, in some cases bigger than the girls at school. You could clearly see my nipples through the blouse and it looked kind of hot. I wondered what Todd would think of it!
"Darling, time for dinner. Wash your hands and come downstairs!"
Even though I was concerned about what Dad would think of me all dolled up I was really hungry and as I entered the kitchen I realized we had a dinner guest. There across from where I sat was Todd, smiling at me! She invited him to dinner to see me all dressed up! I could see him look me up and down, smiling his approval. My Dad just started coughing and choking when he saw me dressed up.
"Barbara! What the hell have you been up to? Why is our son dressed up like this?"
"Doesn't he look nice, Martin? I took Brandy to Mr. Andre's for a fitting today. I thought it was high time he started dressing properly. Morris has such wonderful merchandise, and he knows how to shape a girl. I must tell you Martin, I maxed out your MasterCard, buying Brandy foundation garments, panties, stockings and a few other things to wear."
"Now Barbara, we talked about this....no son of mine...."
"Face it, Darling...you don't have a son, you have a daughter now. You know of the troubles he's had at school...and now that he's Todd's girlfriend and sexually promiscuous..."
Todd unexpectedly interjected.
"My bitch. He's my bitch, Mrs. Cumholtz...there is a difference of course! And I don't know about promiscuous but Brandy sure is one hot horny little bitch, now more than ever!"
"Oh Dear! Do you see Martin? Our son is a black boy's bitch! And unless we let him evolve into a pretty young lady he will continue being used and violated! No offense Todd, but I expect my child to excel to a higher level in life than just "bitch". I know you care about Brandy, and the more you see her as pretty and feminine I hope you will see her in a new light, and afford her the same courtesy you give to the real girls at school."
"So Barbara, since the boy is a coward and and a pussy he is to become a girl? You know, I was picked on at school and I survived all right."
"Martin I hardly see you as a shining beacon of masculinity...and if you wish to blame someone you may want to look in the mirror. You have hardly been an effective role model! Shall we discuss your interests and inadequacies at the dinner table?"
My father loudly set his silverware down on the table, obviously embarrassed,
"Mom, Dad, Todd...can we just eat dinner please? Look, I don't know who I am, or what I am. I do know that I like dressing like this and being a girl, even if it's just for a little while. Either way it's still me, still Brandon, and I'm hungry."
Dad sighed and started eating. I looked at Todd and saw him smiling at me, kind of a goofy look on his face. My mother was just beaming, clearly in control and confident. It was all so confusing, I just wanted to blend in, to get along.
I said very little during dinner, trying to eat without spilling on my pretty things. Dad questioned Todd on his athletics and they talked a bit about the world series, which I wasn't really interested in and I felt inadequate as a male, an outsider. It's not the first time this has happened, Todd knew I didn't like it when he talked sports with the guys, it bugged me, Mother sensed my discomfort and seemed quite pleased. She would change the subject from ti,me to time, and interject about how pretty I looked in lavender or how my pesky little penis would bone up during corseting, which just made Dad uncomfortable and made Todd laugh nervously. I figured he was pretty horned up and hoped I would be able to service him. When dinner was over my parents sent Todd and I up to my room to "play" for a while before he had to get home. When I walked up the stairs I felt myself putting a bit of swing in my hips, and Todd was right behind me trying to feel my ass through the short black skirt. I giggled and ran to my room, Todd right behind me. When he came into the room he quickly closed the door and grabbed me, pulling me close. He turned me around so that he faced my back, and started humping against me, letting me know he was hard. He reached around and felt my breasts through the blouse and started to squeeze. I felt like such a girl, being felt up like that. I moaned, loving it, but I pulled away from him.
"Not like that Todd, be nice. Like this..."
I turned to face Todd and and put my arms around him, getting close to him, smelling his musk. I leaned in and before he knew it I kissed him on the lips, gently. He jerked back for a second, then relaxed and took over. He kissed me back, awkwardly. I opened my lips, inviting his tongue inside, but I don't think he knew what to do. I took my tongue and entered his mouth slowly, giving him the idea.
"Nobody knows I kissed you or else, I'm no faggot you know!"
"I know, Todd. I'll never tell anyone, I promise."
Todd seemed relieved at my silence and proved when it came to kissing that he was a quick learner. He kissed back, digging his tongue into my mouth and exploring. I went a bit weak, and felt him hold me tight. He's so strong! I surrendered to his kisses and felt so happy and complete. I know that's weird, to feel that way with your best friend, but that's what I was feeling.
"Todd use me like a girl, please. I feel so sexy and feminine and I need a man. I need you!"
Aware of his erection pushing against me, I reached down and rubbed it through his jeans. He was so hard, and I giggled knowing I had that effect on him, He was so much bigger than me, but I was hard too, hard for him. He just kept kissing for a second or two, then pulled off my mouth, smiled at me and put his hands on my shoulders. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too, wanted to taste him. I dropped to my knees before him and gently undid his pants, lowered the zipper, and pulled them down, along with his tented boxer shorts.
His cock sprang out, nearly fully erect. I could see a drop of pre at the head and I reached out with my tongue to lick it. I breathed in the smell of his manhood and it made me crazy! Todd moaned and went to grab my hair, to force his cock in my mouth.
"No Todd, let me do it...let me make love to you...I want it to be romantic."
He just grunted and put his hands on his hips, spread his leg and let his cock bob in front of me, totally hard and waiting for attention. I was on my knees, all dressed up, and so damned horny for him! I could feel my own cock straining against the lavender panties. I began to kiss the head of his cock, moaning and cooing, wanting it, but wanting to tease him too. He let me do the work, licking and kissing his juicy cock and lightly haired balls, and he slowly undid my sheer blouse and exposed my new found titties. He played with each one, running his fingers over them, grabbing the flesh, pinching the nipples. I liked it...a lot! I took several inches of his cock into my mouth and began to suck more of it into my hungry mouth. I loved having it inside me like that, showing him how much I cared.
"I knew it, Brandy...I just knew you would make a good bitch. All you weak little white boys dream of being on your knees before a black man, that's what my Daddy says! It's where you belong! Look at you, my former best buddy, all dressed up real sexy, on your knees sucking my big cock! I love that your Mom is encouraging this...she knows what your place is, even if you don't yet. You'll always suck my dick for me, and take it up the ass when I want it. I don't care if you like it or not, or if you think it's romantic or not, you're a bitch...my bitch!"
I looked up at Todd and nodded, my mouth half full of his hot throbbing black cock. He was right, I knew I would never resist him.
I continued bobbing up and down on his cock, paying particular attention to the thick vein on the underside of his meaty shaft and he began to thrust in and out, fucking my mouth while he pulled on my nipples. The pain was bad at first, but then it felt amazing, having him pinching me like that. I focused on his orgasm, knowing he was getting ready to nut. I tickled his heavy balls with my fingers as he pistoned in and out of my horny mouth. I wanted him to cum, to fill my mouth with his love cream.
With a few grunts Todd froze and I pulled my head back so just the tip of his cock was in my mouth, and I took his cum, looking into his eyes with wonder and appreciation. God, there was a lot of it! I began to swallow, gulping every shot of his delicious semen. He must have shot six or seven times, and when he stopped he pulled out of my mouth, wiped his sticky cock on my face and was all smiles!
I felt faint and funny inside. Kind of like I was drunk or something, drunk on Todd's big black dick. I looked up into his face, which showed his satisfaction and pleasure at using me. Did he love me? I hoped so, I wanted him to. I slipped his cock back into my mouth and gently sucked on it as he gently stroked my cheek. The gentleness of his touch made me shiver and I moaned with submissive delight.