Sometimes Three Isn't A Crowd

Robert Wilson got off the train. He'd normally have driven, but it was easier for him to handle the business in the city on this day. He wore a black business suit and tie with his short black hair combed neatly. As the owner of a big construction company, he was a jeans and t-shirt guy, but today was about expanding his business. That meant putting on "the plastic face" as he called it.

His lovely wife Karen was waiting in the parking lot to pick him up for lunch. Karen was perfectly put together from her head to her toes. She had beautiful red hair and green eyes and curves in all the right places. She could stop traffic and always had the guys holding the door open for her or waiting on her if she needed something.

She didn't look like a 40 something mother of four in her sexy blue dress. Her secret was that she stayed active and ran her own successful beauty salon. Making that easier was the fact that the couple kept a full time live in maid. They had certain expectations and were very selective about who they would hire. There were certain requirements of their maid, but certain rewards. It was almost as if the maid became the third person in their marriage, while performing all domestic duties and a little extra.

The Wilson's were in a bit of a bind as Tamrah, their maid of the past five years, had to quit due to another job opportunity and the fact that she had met a man. As Robert exited the terminal, he saw her. She was standing off to the side, people watching. She wore a black skirt and purple blouse. Her brown hair was long, but it needed work. Her makeup wasn't bad, but it could use improvement. He liked her choice of burgundy lipstick. She wore three inch black heels.

He could tell something else about her. She wasn't born a female. She wasn't all that bad looking and was what he might call presentable. With a little work, she would be beautiful like Tamrah and appear to be a natural born female. He grabbed his cell phone. A female voice answered. "Where are you baby, " she asked? "I'm here waiting for you."

He looked once more at the lady in the corner but kept walking so as not to draw attention to himself. "Honey, I'm here, but I'm gonna catch a cab home."

He could hear the anger in her voice. "Dammit, Robert. We haven't had a good meal together in how long, and I got us reservations. I even dressed up in something nice. It's bad enough that Tamrah left, but..."

"Honey, I know, " he interrupted. "Shut up and listen for a second. This is about Tamrah's replacement."

"I thought we agreed that we were going to the agency."

He shook his head. "Yeah, and we probably won't find what we are looking for that way, but I just saw somebody that would be perfect."

"Okay, " she sounded skeptical. "And have you talked to this person? How do you know she will even be interested?"

"That's where you come in, " he explained. "Just stay where you are and look for a lady wearing a black skirt and purple blouse. She'll have long brown hair. You can't miss her. I'll see you back home."

"Robert, how do you..." She threw her phone on the passenger's seat. "Bastard hung up on me. Okay, where is she?"

Every day this week Sheila watched the people at the train station, longing to meet somebody. She wanted to meet a woman, but usually all she got from this was guys coming on to her and calling her to come to their cars. Most of the time, she refused them, but a few of them sweet talked her. "Why doesn't a woman ever call me back to her car, " she thought as she walked away?

She walked out of the station with her head held down. Karen noticed her, but she had already made it to the street before she could try to get her attention. Sheila wondered when life was going to get any better. She struggled at a minimum wage job at a department store, and it didn't pay for the things she needed, like hormones. She found herself on hormones only when she could afford them, which wasn't at the moment. She also worried about how she would pay the rent on her small apartment his month.

Karen had to go down the road and make a U-Turn as Sheila walked on the other side. She pulled up along side her in her brand new Camaro. "Excuse me miss, " she said through her open window. "Would you like a ride?"

A woman was asking her if she wanted a ride, and Sheila did what she always did in these rare moments. She got scared and declined. "That's okay. I'll be fine."

"Kind of shy. I like that, " Karen thought. She wasn't about to let it go. "It's no trouble, Miss. I'd like to give you a ride."

Something about her smile and those green eyes made Sheila's heart melt. She opened the door. "Thank you."

"It's no trouble at all, " she replied as she extended her hand. "My name is Karen. And you are?"

She accepted her hand. "I'm Sheila. Thank you for the ride."

They drove to the next stop light in silence before Karen spoke. "I hope you don't think I'm pushy, but who does your hair?"

She blushed. "Oh, I don't really have money for that sort of thing, but I do what I can myself."

Karen glanced at her. "Really? Because I run a salon, and I think we could do something really nice with your hair and those eye brows. Really make you a sexy thing too. You got it, girl. Why not flaunt it?"

Sheila started to get aroused. "Really? You think?"

Karen nodded. "Absolutely."

She started to get a little suspicious. "What's the catch? You don't get something like that for free, and you're obviously very good at this. You're so beautiful."

Karen smiled. "Aw, thank you sweetie. And there's no catch. I just saw you and thought you could use some help. I like to help my sisters look beautiful and fierce."

Sheila shifted in her seat to hide her arousal. "You'd have to do a lot of work on me."

"Not really, " she replied as they hit another red light. "You have a lot to work with." She looked at her watch. "Say, how would you like to get lunch with me?"

She shook her head. "Oh, I couldn't do that. I don't want to be a bother, and..."

Karen laughed. "You are not a bother. You'd be doing me a favor. My damn husband canceled on me, and I have these reservations."

"Husband, " she asked with disappointment in her voice?

"And I'm a mother of four, " Karen added.

Sheila's jaw dropped. "Four? With that gorgeous figure? No way?"

Karen felt a tingle at that comment. She took a lot of pride in keeping a good figure, but it felt great to hear others acknowledge it. "Why thank you, sweetie. let's go do lunch."

The two ordered salads and white wine. "How do you do it all, if you don't mind me asking? Family, a business and staying in shape?"

Karen took a bite of salad, "Oh, I love my job and I love my family. It takes a juggling act, but Robert and I manage to pull it off. Of course, it's more of a challenge with our maid quitting to start a new job. She was a very important part of our family, so we're struggling with that a bit. We need to get the house back in order."

"It's that bad?"

She took a sip of wine. "Well, Tamrah, our maid, kept the house clean, did the shopping, errands that needed to be handled for the house and anything special we needed taken care of." There was something in Karen's eyes when she said special, as if she had lost something important. "She also had her own room with a walk in closet and bathroom."

Sheila was barely eating as she listened to Karen and admired her beauty. "Wow. She lived with you and had a room like that?"

Karen smiled. "Of course. She was a member of the family, not just an employee. Our kids loved her. Our littlest daughter Katrina just adored her."

The two enjoyed the lunch and Karen could tell that Sheila had an attraction to her. She took an instant like for the shy young lady as well. One of the things that appealed to Sheila was the fact that Karen just treated her like a woman, not a trans woman. The conversation would come up at the salon as Karen insisted on going there after lunch. "I want to do something with that hair."

It was a rather large salon with a half dozen women being taken care of when they arrived. A couple of them were getting their nails done. "Wow, this is impressive, " said Sheila.

Karen was proud of her salon. "This isn't all of it. There's more in the back. We do waxing, massages and more. I'll give you a tour sometime." She gave a younger red headed woman a kiss. "Hi Kristen. Busy day today?"

"Not as busy as yesterday mom, " she replied, "but we're doing pretty good."

She introduced the young trans woman. "This is Sheila. I'm taking her to my office to give her a makeover."

Kristen was unphased by this. Her mother had a policy of welcoming the transgender community into their salon, and then there were the house maids, who were usually male to female transgender woman "Nice to meet you Sheila."

Karen ushered Sheila into her office and pointed to the chair. "Have a seat. I think I know just the thing for you. I want to give you a trim and we're gonna style it a little. I want to bring out your highlights, so I'll touch them up. Then, we'll do something about your eye brows. You did okay with them, but we can do better."

Karen carefully and meticulously did her brows. "So, how long have you been transitioning sweetie?"

"On and off for the last five years, " she replied. There was some discomfort with her eye brows, but she was looking forward to the results. "That is, when I can afford to get hormones."

Karen admired her work. "I'm sorry to hear that. I'm glad you're not doing what some girls do to transition, but I know it's difficult for you. Robert and I paid for Tamrah's hormones and laser, even breast augmentation and wardrobe."

"You did all of that for your maid, " she asked in disbelief.

Karen prepared to do the young transwoman's hair. "She wasn't just a maid. She was a member of the family too. Robert and I will always have special feelings for her."

"Can I ask why she left?"

"She had an opportunity to manage a high line clothing store, but she also had a boyfriend too. I think the chance at having a husband of her own and a career was more appealing than being a third wheel in our relationship."

"Third wheel?"

Karen prepared to wash her hair. "Well, not to Robert and I. We loved her. But, I'm sure she had those feelings."

Sheila pondered what it meant to be a third wheel in their relationship and Karen worked her magic with her hair. The process want on for a while, but she was impressed with the results as Karen turned her around to face the mirror. "What do you think, dear?"

Sheila started to cry. "Oh my God. I love it."

She helped her out of the chair. "Told you I had a lot to work with. If you don't mind going back to my place for a moment, I'll drive you back home."

"No, not at all."

The Wilson's had a nice house on the hill just outside the city. There were eight bedrooms, two four car garages and a pool and hot tub out back. The property was expensive, but they could afford it. Sheila was impressed. When they went inside, she could see that a little cleaning was in order. Something smelled burnt, and a little girl came up to Karen.

"Hi mommy." She hugged her. "Daddy cooked, but it didn't taste good, so he bought pizza."

Karen shook her head. "I told him to pay attention to the stove and not the damn ball game. Where is your daddy now?"

"In the garage, " the girl looked at Sheila. "Who is she, mommy? Is she gonna be here like Aunt Tamrah?"

Karen smiled. "Her named is Sheila."

"She's pretty, " she replied as she ran back to the living room to watch TV.

"That's my youngest daughter. Her name is Katrina, " she said to Sheila as she led her into the kitchen. She really had nothing to do and could have taken Sheila home, but she wanted more time to interest her in the maid's job. "Forgive the mess. We're working on that. Can I get you a drink?"

Sheila didn't have a big apartment, but she kept it clean at all times. No dishes in the sink, vacuumed and mopped floors and furniture always dusted. When she saw the dishes in the sink and gloves to put on over her painted purple finger nails, she went to work on them. "Sheila, you don't have to do that. You're a guest in my house."

"It's no bother at all Karen, " she said as she continued washing the dishes. "It's the least I can do."

"Do you mind if I speak to my husband a moment? I needed to see him about something."

"Go ahead. I'll be here."

"There's soda or wine in the fridge if you want. Help yourself."

Robert had the hood up on a vintage red corvette. He turned around when he heard her come in. "I was hoping you'd have called by now. How did it go?"

She walked up and kissed him as he was about to hug her. "Don't touch me with those greasy hands, baby. I don't want to ruin my dress."

"Well, how did it go, " he asked impatiently?

She smiled. "She's in the kitchen washing dishes as we speak."

"So, you hired her?"

She shook her head. "No, she offered to do the dishes as a thank you. I did her hair and eye brows and had lunch with her, but I think she is interested. I just haven't asked her."

He grinned. "Well, get your cute little ass in there and finish the deal."

"Why, so you can bend her cute little ass over the Corvette and have your way with her, " she giggled?

"If you don't get out of here, it will be your ass over the Corvette." He said with a wink. "The place is falling apart. We need her here."

When Karen returned to the house, Katrina was still busy. Karen could hear vacuuming and noticed the dishes were done and put away. "Mommy, Sheila wanted to know where the vacuum was, and I showed her and now she's vacuuming but I can't hear the TV."

Karen shook her head as she walked into the living room. Sheila was just finishing up when Karen kicked the plug out. "Cone with me. I want to show you something."

"But, I'm almost done, " she protested as Katrina took her seat on the couch to resume watching her cartoons.

She grabbed the young trans woman's hand, "Just follow me." She led her into the maid's bedroom and locked the door behind her. "This is where Tamrah slept."

Sheila was impressed. There was a queen sized bed with pink sheets. The room was decorated in various shades of pink. The walk in closet had a full length mirror on the door and there was a bathroom with a Jacuzzi bath tub. "Wow."

Karen led her into the closet. "Lots of room in here for wardrobe, and she had a lot. She wore a maid's outfit here. She had a few actually. It was her choice. Robert and I didn't care how she dressed as long as the work got done, but she said it made her feel more professional."

Sheila looked it all over. She could put the bed she slept in inside this closet. She looked at Karen in suspicion, "Why did you bring me here?"

Karen slowly moved in closer and her ruby red lips met Sheila's burgundy lips in a deep kiss. "I hope you don't mind, but I've been wanting to do this all day."

Impulsively, Shelia put her arms around the beautiful red headed woman and kissed her passionately before realizing what she had done. She pulled away. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"Why? It was nice."

Shelia walked out of the closet and Karen headed for the bed. "Karen, you're married."

She nodded. "Absolutely, and I love my husband. I'm sure you'd like him too if you met him, but this is about us. So, we kissed. So what?"

"So what, " Sheila replied incredulously? "You have no idea the things I've wanted to do to you since I got into your car."

Karen grinned. "Oh, that sounds good." She pulled off her dress to reveal matching baby blue bra and panties and breasts that threatened to rip the bra. "What do you want to do to me." She rubbed her panties. "As you can see, I'm already wet."

Sheila's tented panties were concealed by her skirt. It wasn't much to hide at about maybe five inches. "I want to lick your..." She blushed and stopped talking in embarrassment.

Karen looked at her new friend seductively. "Lick my what? My pussy?" She removed her panties. "My ass." She bent over to reveal a beautiful round ass. "Both?" She removed her bra to release her DD breasts. "Maybe you want to suck on these? I still lactate, by the way."

"I..." Sheila was speechless.

Karen wouldn't let up with her teasing as she spread her legs . "Or do you want to fuck me."

"Karen, I... I don't know if I can. I just..."

She giggled. "Well, neither did Tamrah, but that didn't stop me from riding that thing of hers dozens of times."

Sheila gave in and stripped down to her tented pair of purple panties and matching bra. She got in bed and started kissing Karen and fondling her breasts. Something was telling her this was wrong, but she was ignoring that voice as she started sucking on her nipples.

"What do you think of my breasts, " she asked?

"They are amazing, " she replied as she licked one nipple and she gently pinched the other.

"Hmmm, you like 'em?"

"I love 'em. I'm jealous of 'em."

Shelia was kissing her all the way down to her neatly trimmed pussy. "You know, you could always get a pair one day."

"I couldn't afford it, " she replied as she stared at Karen's beautiful pussy. She breathed in her feminine aroma. She wasn't in the mood for talking as she started kissing her there and then licking her. It suddenly occurred to Sheila that she had never done this before. She wanted to do it right and recalled a comedian telling a joke about licking the alphabet down there. She felt silly, but she started doing it.

Karen started encouraging her and gently directing her. "Hmm... Right there. Yeah, there baby, " she said as she pushed her head into her pussy. "Oh, God, yes. That's it. Mmm... Oh fuck, yes."

For the first time, Sheila gave a woman an orgasm, and she did it with her tongue. She was unprepared for what literally came next as Karen began squirting in her face. She looked up with a wet face at Karen, who was smiling. "Oops. Sorry. I forgot to tell you I'm a squirter. Gimme a kiss, angel."

After kissing for a few moments, Sheila got up to clean her face, but Karen pulled her back to the bed. "Where do you think you're going? I thought you wanted to lick my ass too, baby. It's jealous of all the attention you gave my pussy."

In moments, Sheila's pussy juice drenched face was buried in Karen's ass with her tongue probing her tight hole. Karen was a woman who loved having her ass rimmed, and she started to get a little noisy with her moaning. Sheila was nervous and excited at the same time when Karen turned around and pulled down her panties to reveal the trans woman's shaved clitty. "If this is going up my ass, I need to get it ready."

"Karen, I don't know if..."

"You can, " she interrupted with a wink. "Trust me." She could already taste the sissy's juices, so she stopped and turned around, looking over her shoulder. "I'm ready when you are, sweetie."

She had all kinds of thoughts going through her head, some telling her that this was wrong, but in the moment she gave into temptation. She had never penetrated anybody with her clitty and didn't have the desire to do so. However, the beauty of the very sensual Karen persuaded her as she pushed up against her tight hole, Slowly, it gave in.

The feeling of Karen's ass wrapped around her clitty was indescribable to her. "There you go angel, " she said as she looked back. "Not as big as Robert's, but that's okay. You really have to experience Robert to know what I mean. He's big and he's loaded, if you know what I mean." She started grinding against Sheila, who was all the way inside her.

Sheila did her best, but she couldn't last long before she had one of her biggest orgasms inside the beautiful woman's ass. "I'm sorry."

Karen had an ass full of cum as she stood up and put her panties back on. "Don't be sorry, dear. You did your best. You'll do better next time, but we should get going and get you back home."

"Shouldn't we freshen up first, " Sheila asked?

"Why? You're going home and I'm coming back here, " she kissed her. "I don't mind having your cum inside me. Don't you like wearing my pussy juices as a mask?"

Sheila had no response as the two got dressed. Karen drove her back home and kissed her before letting her out. As she entered her apartment, Sheila realized she didn't get a phone number. She had doubts that she would see Karen again. Over a week went by before she heard anything.

It was a Sunday and it was football, one of the things she enjoyed on her antenna TV. The picture was crisp and in high definition, and she had beer and plenty of pizza, thanks to a two for one deal. No sooner had she sat down for the game than there was a knock at the door.

She answered to find a black haired man on the other end in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Can I help you?"

He extended a hand. "Hi, my name's Robert."

"Robert?"

He grinned. "You know my wife. She did your hair and then you fucked her ass and ate her pussy. I believe she squirted on your face."

Her jaw dropped. "Look, Robert, I'm sorry, but..."

He laughed and walked through the door without being invited. "Don't worry about it. She likes you. She said I might like you too, so I thought I'd come by and introduce myself. Oh, is that pizza? Got any beer? Who's playing?"

She stared at him for a moment as she shut the door. She went to the kitchen to get him a beer and sat down beside him. "Help yourself, " she said, though he was already eating pizza.

He finished a piece and took a big drink. "Look, I'll be honest with you, Sheila. My wife and I are looking for a live in maid, and we think you'd be perfect."

"Why me?"

He looked around the room. "For one thing, you keep a clean house. My wife tells me you started cleaning our house when you were there. You are very attractive and a little adventurous, which we both like, and you need help with your transition and a better place to stay." He grabbed another piece of pizza.

She shook her head. "This all seems very strange to me, Robert. Your wife makes it sound like... I don't know. It's just strange to me."

He looked her in the eye. "We're looking for a third person in our relationship. Karen and I are very busy and can't always take care of things at home. That's where you come in with cooking and cleaning and all we need."

She eyed him suspiciously. "Yeah, and why do I get the feeling sex is involved as well?"

He took a drink as he watched the game. "Oh, nice pass. He should have caught that one. Well, there would be a little sex, or a lot, depending on the day. Sometimes Karen is in the mood and I'm not."

She looked at him and saw a bulge in his pants. "And sometimes you..."

He looked at her and smiled. "Sometimes I'm in the mood for a nice tight hole to fuck, and she's just not in the mood or unavailable."

"You don't mince words, do you."

"I'm a business man, " he pulled down his pants, "and it pays to be direct. Plus, I know you've been thinking about my cock since you found out I was Karen's husband. Admit it."

She looked at his bulge, anxious to remove his cock from his underwear as she noticed a dot on the underwear, "Well, go ahead, " he instructed. "Have a look at the cock that has penetrated my beautiful wife in every possible way."

The removal of the underwear revealed the truth. Robert's hairy cock was massive. It wasn't just the eight inches of length. It was thick too. "Impressive, isn't it, " he asked. "Go ahead. Touch it. Kiss it. I'm not leaving until I put it inside both of your holes."

She looked him in the eyes. "And what if I say no?"

He sighed. "I'd be very disappointed, but I'd respect your decision not to come live with us as our third and our maid." He flexed his cock as it got even stiffer for a moment. "But, we both know that's not happening now, don't we Sheila? Suck daddy's cock."

Sheila kissed and licked the tip of his shaft. She grabbed it gently with one hand and felt the soft hardness, the flexibility of it. "You know, sometimes it's a bit much for Karen to handle. I don't believe in going out and finding hookers or cheating on her, and we both agreed years ago as our careers took off that we would hire a maid who could also serve as the third in our relationship."

She took her mouth off of his massive shaft long enough for a question. "Why a transgender woman?"

"Lots of reasons really, " he replied as he felt her mouth around his cock. ”There's loyalty to the one who helps them transition." He guided her head down on his shaft until she gagged for a moment. "You'll get used to it. So many are so lonely out there that if you show them love, you'll get it back in spades. And then, there's the fact that so many are good little sluts in bed."

Sheila hated to admit it, but she could get used to servicing Robert's big cock. He was very direct in what he wanted, but something told her he would take care of her if she served him and his wife well. She already adored Karen. "I think you'd be a good little slut in bed, Sheila. Am I right?"

She continued working his shaft with her hand and mouth. His taste was getting stronger as he just relaxed and watched the game. "Aw, what do you mean holding? Bad call." He held her head down on his cock until she gagged again. "A little better that time. You're getting it."

He smiled down at her. "Sweetie, stop for a moment and strip naked for me."

She was a bit hesitant, but she did as asked. "Turn around. Let me see that ass. Not bad. We'll get you back on hormones and see what else we can do. Turn around. Yeah, I think your tittles will grow more, but we can get you a boob job, no problem. Karen was right. You have a cute little clitty. She may have use for it, but I don't. As you can see, I have the cock in the family. Get on your knees over there."

She looked up at him as he stood in front of her. "What are you doing?"

He grinned. "Well, you see, Karen told me she gave you a facial, so I feel it's only fair I get my turn, don't you? Why don’t you do me a favor and tell daddy how badly you want his cum on your face."

She licked her lips. She'd like to think she would have a shred of self respect, but she was soon begging as she asked. "Cum on my face, daddy. I need it badly." She licked her lips again.

He shot a spurt right on her nose as she opened her mouth to try to catch some. "There you go slut." Another shot landed above her right eye and another on her chin before one went into her mouth. She savored that as another shot hit her in the cheek. He managed to get the other cheek as he laughed. "You are a messy little slut."

When he was done, he ordered her to clean him up. He smiled proudly at her. "You take orders better than Karen. She still has an independent streak in her. Now, go get me another beer and don't wash your face. I want you to wear it when I fuck your tight little hole later."

Sheila was more than a little turned on by being dominated by the older man the way he did it. She brought him and herself a beer and sat next to him, still naked and with cum on her face. He kept his pants off, and she kept stealing glances to see when he might be ready to take her virgin hole with that monster of his.

They carried on a somewhat normal conversation about football as they watched the game. He allowed her to gently play with his cock as the game was about over before ordering her again. "Sweetie, get some lube. It will make what's about to happen much better for you."

She brought some lube from the bathroom and started lubing her tight hole liberally. "Sweetie, what we're gonna do is have you come over to the house tomorrow morning or tonight. Call your work and say there's a family emergency and get a week off. You will be auditioning as our maid. There is a list of things you need to do in your new room. At the end of the week, we'll decide if you made it or not. Sound good?"

It was all happening fast, but she barely thought about it when she answered. All she could think about was the stretching her virgin hole was about to receive. "I'll go tonight, but I need to pack some things."

He shook his head. "There are things for you to wear there as well as other essentials. We'll also get you on hormones immediately if we keep you." He pointed to the kitchen table. "Why don't you bend over the table and let daddy have better access?"

She went to the table and felt the vulnerability as her ass was exposed. She didn't have to wait as he stood behind her with his hard cock pressing up against her lubed, yet tight hole. His tip went in as she moaned a little. "Oh God. It hurts."

"Relax, darling. You need to get used to it, and you will. Trust me.” He pushed in further as she moaned louder. "You're doing good, baby. Halfway in."

"Halfway? Oh God. There's more, " she whined?

He started pushing in and slowly pulling back to get her used to him. "You're doing good, baby. You are tight though, just the way daddy likes it."

"I don't know if I can do this, " she cried.

He leaned down on her and kissed her neck. "You're doing fine. Just relax. It will feel better."

He could tell she was relaxing and taking him almost all the way in now. He had to admit he loved breaking in a new maid, though it had been a while. She was so nervous, and yet submissive to his desires. He had practically barged into her home and in a matter of a few hours she had fed him, given him several beers, taken a facial and now had his rock hard cock buried deep inside of her sissy pussy. He was hopeful that she excelled at her house work, because he wanted Sheila to live with he and Karen.

After a while, he pulled out and led Sheila to the couch as he sat down. "Have a seat on daddy's cock, " he ordered.

Having been stretched a little, his cock went deep inside of her as she looked ahead at the TV screen and the post game show. She turned her head as she leaned back for a kiss. It was then that she realized that she was impaled all the way on his thick love muscle.

They carried on in this position for several minutes before he had her on her back with her ass resting on the arm rest of the couch and sticking in the air. She felt him lube her up some more and shove his cock inside of her one more time as his thrusts became faster and more deliberate. He leaned down to kiss her. "You are a sexy piece of ass, Sheila."

She was driven over the edge in that moment and had her own intense orgasm as she looked up at him. "Oh fuck, that is hot, " he moaned as he began cumming inside her ass after what had been about 30 minutes of intense fucking. He leaned in and kissed her. "You were fantastic. Do you have a robe?"

She nodded. "Uh huh."

"Get your robe and your keys and lets go home."

He called Karen to let her know of their arrival. Katrina was at her grandmother's house, and Kevin was at a friend's house. Both wouldn't be back for a few hours. Karen greeted Robert at the door. "Did you fuck her?"

He kissed her. "Of course I did sweetie."

She smiled at Sheila, who entered the house barefooted and wearing a pink robe. She kissed her. "Did it hurt?"

A wet spot had developed in the back of her robe from where Robert's cum had leaked out. She melted into Karen's kiss. "A little."

"It still hurts me too sometimes when he fucks my ass, " she admitted, "But, you get used to it. That's the price we pay for having a real man to satisfy us."

Sheila was shown to her room, and she drew a bubble bath with the nice bath oils that were provided. It felt exquisite as she did a maintenance shave of her somewhat smooth body. She hoped that she could get laser hair removal if she landed the job here. However, she knew she had to earn it.

To her amazement, the closet was filled with clothes. It had been empty when Karen showed it to her, but now there were outfits for any occasion. Nice dresses, and skirt outfits. There was a lingerie collection to die for as well as some casual clothes for just lounging around. Plus, there were shoes and lots of them. She slipped into a pink babydoll and panty set that night and drifted off to sleep between the satin sheets. The morning would come soon enough, and the real test would begin.

The list of duties was long and started about an hour before anybody got up with the preparing of breakfast. She was charged with preparing all meals and had cook books to consult and everything needed to make a meal. A big house meant lots of rooms to clean. She had to make sure Katrina got off to school and got home alright. She had to do all the shopping and deal with any issues that popped up, such as one of the cars needing to be smogged on Wednesday. They gave her a check book and a debit card to make sure all of the bills associated with running the house were paid. She found it odd that they would trust her with this responsibility, and she took it seriously.

She found that she excelled at the job and was very attentive to details. When she got into what she was doing she tended to obsess about it until it was done right. On Thursday, her curiosity about the maid's outfits got the better of her. A skimpy pink maid's outfit hung in her closet, and she put it on as she began shampooing the living room carpet. She wasn't expecting Robert to show up with Joe, one of the foremen of his work crews.

They both had been out on a job and came home to swim. "Hi Robert. Can I get you and your friend anything?"

"Beer, and could you call pizza delivery." He looked at Joe. "Extra large combo." He nodded. "Order an extra large combo. Thank you."

Sheila returned to shampooing the carpet and had just finished when the door bell rang with the pizza. She paid the man and brought the pizza out back where the two men were skinny dipping. They both emerged from the pool. Joe was a bald, yet hairy man who was as well endowed as Robert. She turned to leave, but Robert stopped her. "Have a piece, Sheila."

She shook her head. "I really shouldn't. I have to go over the main bathroom, and then I need to pick up Katrina from school and then..."

He kissed her. "Relax. It'll just take a minute," Joe stepped behind her with his hands on her ass. He reached around to feel her hard clitty in her panties. "What do you think Joe?"

Joe smiled. "Very nice. Nice tight ass. Now, as I recall, I had tails and it came up."

Robert nodded. "Of course. Help yourself."

Sheila got anxious. "What's going on, Robert? I can't..." He kissed her. "It's just Joe. He's working hard for us and the company is doing well. I thought he deserved a reward. Don't you agree?"

She stared at him with a look of betrayal in her eyes. He gave her the puppy dog look. "Please. For me?"

It happened so fast that she was really in no position to fight it. In no time, Joe's cock was buried deep in her ass, but her moans were stifled by Robert's big cock in her mouth. She had seen those sexy scenes by the pool in the porn movies, and now she was living one of them, whether she wanted it or not, She really didn't, but she dutifully milked the two cocks until they released their seed into her violated holes.

On Saturday night, she was to be evaluated and told whether she had the job full time. Sheila already knew the answer. She had done good work. It was work too, and she felt tired at the end of the day, but that was required to keep the house in order and make the family's life easier. The real question was whether she wanted it or not. The scene on Thursday by the pool bothered her, and she almost felt like she was raped.

She was in the walk in closet picking out a while nightie and panty combination as instructed when Karen entered the room. "Oh, sweetie, that will be perfect, You need to wear the stockings and garters and heels. Robert is crazy for heels."

She sighed. "Okay, I guess so."

Karen was concerned for Sheila as she rubbed her back gently. "Sweetie, what's bothering you?"

"Nothing, " She replied flatly.

Karen shook her head. "I'm not buying it. Something is on your mind. Tell me."

Sheila sat on the bed, slowly working the stockings up her legs. They felt good against her smoothness. "Robert came home Wednesday when I was in the middle of a list of things to do, and he brought Joe from work and..."

Karen gasped. "He didn't? And they made you..."

She nodded. "Both of them at the same time."

She hugged her. "I'm so sorry, sweetie. Robert does that from time to time. He's done it to me too."

"Really? How did you feel about it? I mean, what did you do?"

Karen laughed. "Well, I just took it that day, but I was plenty pissed about it. He didn't get any pussy from me for a month. I told him he shouldn't just drop by with somebody like that and expect me to perform. He did that with Tamrah a lot, but she was really into it. I'll talk to him for you."

"It's not that I'm against being with guys sometimes that he might bring here, but, it's just..."

"What is it dear? Tell me."

Sheila blushed. "Well, I like women a lot, and... I mean, if you brought... I mean..."

Karen smiled and gave her a deep kiss. "Sweetie, I do girl's nights a lot, and I'll make sure you get included in some of those too. My girlfriends would love a sexy young pussy licker like you. Now let's get you dressed and pick out my outfit. He should be back soon."

The lingerie was a contrast. Sheila, the new girl in the family, wore white, and Karen wore black. Both looking sexy in stockings and garters and fully made up, "I don't know why we bother, " Karen laughed. "We're all just gonna be naked anyway."

Robert walked into the bedroom. "The kids are at their grandma's. This night is about us. The three of us." He looked at Karen and then Sheila. "Sheila, I want you to join our family as our maid. But, it's more than that. You are family, and you perform a role vital in making Karen and my life easier. You will get tested at times, but know that we both love you and want you to be with us. You're feelings matter to us."

Sheila tried to process the words. When he finished, he kissed her and then Karen kissed her. Both the husband and wife got on bended knee in front of her. "Sheila, will you join us as our maid wife, a member of our family who we will love and cherish always?"

The two held a black jewelry box that they opened to reveal a nice gold and diamond ring. It looked expensive, and Sheila started to cry. She nodded. "I do."

"We love you, " the two said in unison. "I love you too, " Sheila responded as the they shared a tree way kiss.

Robert removed his pants and stood in front of the two ladies, who both got down on their knees to worship his big cock with their mouths. Sheila and Karen had a meeting of the tongues at the tip of Robert's cock as they licked either side of it. Sheila started licking his balls as Karen worked the shaft. Robert looked down on the too ladies in pride and pleasure.

Karen got up and took her place on the bed while Sheila continued to suck on Robert's hard cock. "Get her ready for me Sheila, " he commanded.

In no time, Sheila was licking Karen's sweet pussy from behind. Karen was ready for her man, but Sheila savored her taste and aroma. Robert moved in behind Karen, and Sheila guided his cock into his wife's pussy with a kiss. Sheila positioned herself underneath Karen to lick her pussy and the cock sliding rapidly in and out of her.

Karen beckoned Sheila in front of her for a taste of her hard sissy stick. She was taking it from both ends, but it wasn't long before Robert shot his first load of the night into his wife's willing pussy as she experienced a small orgasm that was building up before he finished. She looked up at Sheila. "Fuck me baby.'

After watching Robert's cock slide inside of Karen's pussy, Sheila felt inadequate with her smaller clitty, but she nonetheless wanted the chance. She went slowly for fear of cumming too fast, but also to see if there was a place that she might stimulate Karen's orgasm. She understand that a woman didn't need a big cock to have a good orgasm if she was stimulated properly. Karen and Sheila were both into it and moaning loudly when Karen's orgasm let loose.

Sheila was building towards her own orgasm when Robert stood over his wife with his cock in Sheila's face. Her focus was shifted to Robert's cock, which was ready for another tight hole. "Are you ready to make it official, " Robert asked?

Sheila crawled on her hands and knees between Karen's legs with her pussy in front of her face and her ass in the air. As she went down on Karen's sweet cream pie, Robert took Sheila from behind and was half inside in moments. It hurt, but Sheila knew pleasure was coming. She was already enjoying the taste of Karen as Robert's cock pistoned in and out of her.

Karen looked at Robert fucking their new maid wife and smiled. "Remember the sandwich position, baby?"

Robert pulled out of Sheila. “Fuck my wife again, sweetie." This was an order she happily obeyed as she felt the warm confines of Karen's sweet honey pot. This time it was different. With some effort, Robert had his cock in Sheila's pussy hole while her clitty was inside his wife. The motion was mostly provided by Robert pushing inside Sheila, and Karen squeezed Sheila with her pussy, causing great pleasure.

Sheila was in another world and feeling pleasure she had never even imagined before. It wasn't long before she was cumming inside of Karen. Robert began fucking her hard, and it wasn't long before he put his seed inside of her. They all kissed. "You're in the family now."

Sheila never even conceived of the possibility of being a maid, let alone being in this type of relationship. Yet, she couldn't imagine her life any other way now. She did get on hormones and had breast implants and other work from a highly acclaimed cosmetic surgeon. The hormones left her mostly limp, but she hadn't had the surgery yet, mostly out of fear. Robert and Karen said that was her decision and they would support it.

Life was never dull with them. Sheila performed her duties at a high level and kept things running smoothly at home. Robert kept them both on their toes as always, and Karen let her be a part of some naughty gatherings with the ladies. There was never a dull moment with them. Unlike the other maids, Sheila had no desire to leave.

The Beta Test

 

The Beta Test

Part 1 - No Escape

Andy sat in his chair in front of his computer. This strange feeling was almost overpowering him, and he didn't understand it. At least he was aware of it. Everybody else in the entire city seemed to be obliviously overcome by it. He had earlier reached into one of the boxes of clothing his ex-wife left in the garage and slipped into a pink bra, panties and teddy. He was also compelled to put hot pink lipstick on his lips. What was going on with him?

A strange icon appeared on his web browser. It was pink with red letters, and it had the words BETA TEST all in capital letters. It took him to a page with three pictures. There was a picture of a very rugged, handsome and masculine man with the word Alpha on it. Next to that picture was a beautiful woman in lingerie with the word Woman. Next to her was the picture of an obviously feminized man with the word Beta on it. There were also instructions saying you should watch Beta Test TV on channels 997-999.

Andy clicked on the Beta page and was shocked. It highlighted what a beta male was to do, step by step. He had instinctively done some of these steps on his own without instructions. It described shaving all of your body hair and facial hair. Wearing your long hair down in your best feminine style or buying a wig. Andy had long brown hair, and he had used his wife's old curling iron and rollers on it, again without much instruction. He was proud of himself and how girlie his hair looked.

There was a long tutorial on makeup application. If Andy was into transsexual porn, he would have recognized her as Skye "Blue" Summers. She had a soothing way about her, and he was mesmerized by her feminine voice. There was a tutorial on voices and how to walk in heels. For the beta sissy male who had no clothes, there were instructions on shopping. There was an instruction on how to prepare yourself for sex with a man. Andy gasped and stood up in shock.

He grabbed the remote and turned on Channel 997. There was Skye again with an obviously feminized beta sissy. She was encouraging her as she looked at two men laying on their backs with huge erections. "There's nothing to be afraid of sweetie, " she said as she took the sissy's hand. "We're just doing what comes natural to a woman."

Andy had never seen such a thing. Skye mounted her man with ease as she beckoned the sissy to have a seat on the cock of the man next to her. The sissy slowly positioned herself over the cock with Skye's encouraging voice. The camera watched the cock push into the sissy's ass as she moaned. "It's okay sweetie, you're doing fine."

Andy gazed at the TV with the two mounted on top of their men. They started bouncing up and down as Skye was giggling. "We're just a couple of sluts." Andy found himself wanting to be there doing what Skye and her friend were doing. There was a strange feeling in his ass as if it wanted it. What was going on here?

Andy walked outside his home to see 80 year old Mr. Johnson in a sun dress carrying a dildo into his house without any shame. There were three girls playing jump rope a couple doors down, and he did a double take when he realized one of the girls in a dress was actually a boy. A couple of teens walked hand in hand past him, and again he was shocked to realize the girl in the pink skirt was a boy. Jessica Parker, a voluptuous blond-haired beauty, kissed a man in her front yard and led him by the hand into her house. He was not her husband, and it was obvious they were going to have sex. Where was her husband? That question was answered when a lady in a brunette wig pulled out of the driveway. It was him.

Andy walked to the end of the street and around the corner, where there were a few stores and a beauty salon. A man walked out of the salon with a perm and red fingernails. Men were walking into the lingerie and clothing stores. He gasped in horror at the thought that he wanted to go to the salon for his nails. Nothing like this had ever crossed his mind. Unconscious of the fact that he left his house in his teddy, bra and panties and nobody seemed to care, he ran back to his house and the computer. What the hell was going on?

He did an internet search for Beta Test, but he found nothing until he got to the seventh page and the forum of some government conspiracy sight. "Guys, " said a post by an apparent long-time poster named Mad Dog. "I'm in my wife's nightie and panties, thinking about going to the bar to meet a guy. My wife is fucking my neighbor in our bed right now. I want them to stop, but every time I look at them, I get hard and jealous that my wife is getting that big cock all to herself. What the fuck is happening?"

NWO666 responded, "You're just gay. The homosexual agenda got to you too. If you haven't done anything sexual, you can be saved, but your wife is an adulteress. You have to leave her."

Nobody's Puppet responded, "It's a Beta Test. The government is experimenting with this crap, and I don't have time to get into it now. Get out of town now until they wrap this up. It's the only way."

Mad Dog replied, "I tried to leave. They wouldn't let me. It's okay though. A couple of nice officers at the edge of town tag teamed me. It was wonderful"

Mad Dog replied a couple of days later, "It didn't happen guys. My account was hacked."

NWO666 replied, "Sure it didn't fag. LOL."

Nobody's Puppet responded, "I'm sorry MD. You were under some form of mind control, and you couldn't help it. NWO666, I wouldn't laugh, you could be next." It was a long post, but Andy got up from his chair and headed for his car before turning around. He went back to his room for a big shirt and shorts and flip flops, grabbed his wallet and left.

Andy was sweating and in a panic. "I've got to get out of here, " he muttered to himself. "I don't know what the hell they've done to me, but I am not some sort of sissy queer. I'll just stay in a motel for a few days until I can figure this out."

Andy looked ahead to the officers dressed in black uniforms. They had pulled over a man and woman in their 50's. It was obvious from the way they were dressed that they were influential. An officer looked at a clipboard and shook the man's hand. The man got in his car and drove to the next town. The limo behind them was also waved through.

A red headed female officer poked her head into Andy's window. "May I help you?"

"Yeah, I'm just taking a few days off and going out of town, " he nervously replied. "Is there a problem?"

The officer smirked, her red lipstick making her look all the more attractive. She wore black rimmed glasses, and her long red hair was tied back in a bun. "Sorry to say this dear, but you're not leaving town. No way an average beta such as yourself is important enough. you might as well accept your fate."

"Please ma'am, um, officer, " he begged. "Can't you just let me through?"

She shook her head, still feeling a little pity in her heart for him. It was obvious he'd never entertained any thoughts for what was about to happen to him. "I'm sorry. I can't. Just embrace what's about to come. Things will be back to normal soon."

"Please officer. I'll do anything, anything you want."

She smiled and arched an eyebrow. "Anything, you say? Would you submit to me completely?"

"Submit? What do you mean?"

"I think you know exactly what I mean, " she laughed. "I might be willing to let you pass if..."

"Yes, please, what do you want?"

"Tell you what, um..."

"The name is Andy, " he said.

"I'll tell you what, sissy Andy, I have a place not far from here in the other town. I've rescued a couple of sissies I have locked up there now, and maybe me and my partner could find a use for you, if you are willing to submit to me and obey my every command."

He nodded nervously. "Yes, please, I will. Just help me get out of here."

She giggled "Such an eager little sissy. Okay, let me give you directions. You can't stop and interact with anybody here, or you will give into the effects of The Beta Test. Look at you now. Practically begging for a man's cock."

Andy was ashamed, but he knew she was right. "How do I get there?"

She looked over at her partner, who was walking over from another car. The driver of the car looked dejected as he turned around. "Pull over to the side of the road and follow me, " she frowned. "Ah shit, can't you bother somebody else Ted? I was about to gain another subbie."

"I outrank you, Melissa."

She shook her head and could not hide her disappointment. "Maybe here, but not in my dungeon."

Ted laughed. "Well, you'll never know, sweet cheeks. I'm not your bitch." He peered into the window. "So, you were gonna take her strap on in your ass to get through the line?"

Andy gasped. "What. I didn't say I was gonna..."

Ted grabbed his crotch. "Step out of the car. Maybe you and I can make an arrangement instead."

Andy didn't like where this was going, but he thought for sure he didn't want what was coming back in the city if he stayed. He stepped out of the car with his bright pink toenails exposed in his flip flops. The officer laughed. Melissa rolled her eyes and walked away. "Look at you. Pink toenails and lipstick. I bet you have a bra and panties under those clothes too."

"And a teddy, " Andy blurted out without thinking.

Ted laughed. "Let me see."

Andy felt intimidated and a little aroused as he removed his shorts and shirt, revealing how smooth he was. He could also feel an aching of desire in his ass that he could not explain, as if it begged for penetration. He was ashamed. "Will you let me go, " he asked with only a little hope in his voice?

"We'll see, " the officer replied as he pulled his thick and hard seven-inch cock out of his pants. "I think you know what is expected, don't you sissy?"

"I'm not gay, " Andy said in weakened defiance.

"Maybe not, but you'll get on your knees and suck it anyway, won't you princess? You're thinking about it now."

Andy couldn't deny it. His body betrayed him as he got on his knees. Had he looked around him, he'd have noticed one officer doing the same thing to another poor sissy, and yet another officer was fucking a woman on the hood of her car. However, Andy was oblivious to that. He started sucking the cock in the hopes that this would end soon.

"Slow down sissy, use your tongue, " Ted ordered. "That's it. Now, take it deep. Just like that."

Andy felt himself surrendering to this, and Ted's manly essence was strong in his mouth. "Fuck, my wife won't do this for me, so I have to get it someplace else." He grabbed Andy's head and started fucking his mouth, forcing him to gag. He was nothing more than an object for Ted's pleasure.

It didn't last longer as Ted's manly fluids had an overpowering taste in Andy's mouth. He hadn't even cum yet. He stopped and began stroking it in front of the sissy's face. He shot several spurts that coated Andy's face. "Rub my cock on your sissy face, " he instructed. "Good girl. Now clean my cock."

When Ted was satisfied, he zipped up his pants and turned around. "You can go home now."

"But, you said, " Andy protested. He felt humiliated with the officer's spunk all over his face.

Ted laughed. "I said we'll see. I see you like this, so you can go home and accept your fate you little fairy."

Part 2 - The Unlikely Cuckoldress And Her Sissy

Across town, Andy's best friend Cory and his wife Angela were oblivious to the change that was washing over them. The two were very much in love and in a somewhat vanilla relationship. They both had enjoyed a rather unadventurous sex life, same position, same times during the week. They both wanted children, but they had no luck after ten years. The two shared a deep and abiding love. They were soul mates. When the effects of the change sweeping through the city began about a week before Andy attempted to make his escape, Angela was embracing it.

She discovered Channel 998 by accident on the first day it appeared. It was her day off from work. She was trying to scroll to Channel 2 and went too far. A husband was dressed in lingerie, going from licking his wife's pussy to sucking the rather impressive cock of a man sitting next to her as the two kissed. She stared transfixed at the TV screen, fingering her already wet pussy. She had to know what this was like. She needed a lover. She also felt her husband would make a perfect sissy.

She devoured the information on Channel 997, which also recommended the Beta Test website. She took notes on feminizing her husband and headed out the door to the adult store. She immediately purchased a butt plug set for him, a strap on and hardness for her and a metal chastity cage for him. This was happening, and she never had a doubt about it. She knew instinctively that he would accept it. Nothing in their relationship had ever indicated the slightest interest in any of this. Her husband even refused wearing her panties when she suggested it before.

When he walked through the door, she asked him to strip naked. "Why, " he asked?

"I'm going to put this hair removal cream on you, " she explained as if it was no big deal. "I want you smooth."

He smiled as if she had granted him his biggest fantasy. "Okay."

"You're going to be my pretty sissy hubby, " she said. "And this thing, " she grabbed his below average sized cock, "is getting locked up. I need a bigger cock inside of me than you have."

This would be the point when a rational minded regular guy would reject the idea and protest. He kissed her on the lips. "If this will make you happy, then I will do it for you baby."

She grinned. "Oh, it will. Now go shower. I need to call Steve. You know, from my work? He wants to fuck me, and Liz tells me how big his cock is. I'm gonna invite him over."

The hair washed away easily enough, and Cory started thinking about his wife taking big cock from her lover. He started thinking about how it might feel inside of him. His ass felt strange, almost as if it was begging for something inside of it. He started thinking he needed to make himself pretty so a guy would want to fuck him too. Angela was way ahead of him in that idea.

When he emerged from the bathroom, Angela surprised him with realistic looking breast forms, C Cup sized. "We need to do this up right Connie." In short order, she had her husband in one of her black dresses, some heels that just barely fit, a shoulder length black wig and makeup. She even put on two dangling clip on earrings.

Connie looked at herself in the full-length mirror. "Do I look pretty honey?"

Angela kissed her sissy hubby on the lips. "Good enough to fuck. Oh, lift up your dress."

She knelt down in front of Connie and attached the chastity cage. She proudly displayed the key. "It belongs to me now. Oh, one more thing." She reached for a small butt plug and lube, but it went in so easily that she pulled it out inserted a medium instead.

The two sat down to dinner, but Connie could hardly focus with the pleasure she felt from having her ass filled. Angela was positively soaking her panties, but the two carried on a conversation about shopping. They agreed to go shopping for some sexy outfits and a nail salon appointment. Angela would also get her hair done.

When they finished eating, the two cleaned up the kitchen together before Angela beckoned Connie to the bedroom. Connie wasn't normally the best at oral sex, but she seemed attentive to Angela's needs at the moment. She worked Angela's pussy with her mouth for well over an hour as she enjoyed multiple orgasms. Neither seemed interested in stopping, and they passed out with Connie between Angela's legs.

They left the house with Cory dressed as Connie. Connie was even trying to walk and talk in an over exaggerated way, in a clumsy attempt to emulate a woman. It did not feel strange to the sissy. In fact, others in the neighborhood were starting to exhibit strange behavior. People we're having sex in the open, but it was not unusual for a woman and a man to use a bathroom or changing room for sex, or a sissy's oral worship of a woman. A man might also take a sissy from behind. None of the adults seemed to have any self-control. The children, while not sexual, had similar strange behavior. Sissy boys were hanging out with the girls, who gleefully dressed them up and bossed them around.

Later that evening, Angela took Connie's sissy hole for the first time with her strap on. She had read about technique. She was almost out of control with sexual desire. Her pussy was wet as she pounded Connie's sissy hole. "Oh, you're such a little sissy slut. Are you gonna cum in your cage for me?"

Taken from behind, Connie couldn't do it, but that changed when Angela took her in missionary. With Angela looking down on her lovingly, Connie had a long and almost overpowering orgasm. She was on the verge of passing out. However, Angela crawled into the bed and sat on her sissy hubby's face. Connie knew what to do, but Angela said what was coming next. "My lover is coming over to fuck me tomorrow. I'm gonna have his big cock inside of all of my holes dear." Her words only excited Connie more as she brought her wife to a mind-blowing orgasm.

While Angela busied herself dressing in sexy red lingerie the next evening and making herself ready for Steve, Connie cooked dinner for the three of them. Her focus was on helping make her wife's date more pleasant. Dinner went quickly, and Connie was left to clean up the kitchen. Angela and Steve were quickly in bed, and the noises Angela was making were previously unheard in the house. Their first love making session went on for about an hour before Connie brought them drinks.

Angela smiled at her sissy. "Connie, be a dear and clean my pussy and get my lover's cock ready for Round 2."

Connie tasted the intermingled love juices on her wife as she greedily lapped them up. Then, she was sucking Steve's cock as it got rock hard once again. "She does this pretty well, " Steve remarked. "How is she at fucking?"

Angela shook her head. "Oh no. That cock is all mine. Give it to me daddy."

Connie watched for a few minutes in jealousy as Steve's cock quickly went deep inside of Angela. She was jealous, but not because another man was fucking her wife. She wanted that cock inside of her plugged sissy hole. She started thinking about going out and wanted to go out with Andy. Andy wasn't answering his phone.

On the fourth night, Angela surprised Connie. "Steve is coming over again, and I'm gonna let you suck him to completion."

"Can he fuck me, " she asked hopefully?

She shook her head. "You're gonna have to go get your own cock dear. This one is mine, but I am gonna fuck you with my strap on while you suck him."

Connie again prepared dinner. They adjourned to the bedroom, where Steve lay down on the bed with his cock already hard and pointing up. Connie crawled between his legs and took his cock into her mouth as Angela removed the now large plug and replaced it with her strap on cock. This time, Connie eagerly pushed back against the fake cock to take every inch while devouring Steve's cock with her mouth. Connie leaked inside her cage, but never fully came before Steve shot his load inside her mouth. She showed him the load before swallowing it. "Thanks daddy."

Angela slopped her ass. "You slut. Get your own guy." She kissed her sissy. "I love you dear, but you've got to go. Go hang out with Andy. I bet he's fully sissified like you now. She shut the door behind her sissy.

Part 3 - Sissy Connie Finds Some Cock

Connie couldn't get ahold of Andy, so she tried watching TV. It was Channel 997, and there were lots of sissies getting fucked. She wiggled her ass with the big plug inside of her and eventually had a mini orgasm. She desperately wanted more than that. Where the hell was Andy? As she drifted off to sleep on the couch, she noticed a show offering advice on where sissies could have sex. It suggested video store booths.

Connie went looking for Andy on the fifth day. She wore a tight red mini skirt and a red blouse and strappy sandals, an outfit her wife picked out for her. Angela gleefully announced that Steve was bringing a friend to tag team her as she had her sissy leave. Connie waited and waited, but Andy wasn't home or wasn't answering the door. She headed for the adult video arcade.

The Adult store was full of lonely and desperate sissies. The booths were occupied, but there weren't many men. The man at the desk was an unattractive and overweight guy, who perked up when Connie entered the store. "Whoa, what is a babe like you doing here?"

Connie rolled her eyes until she looked at the quality of sissies in the store. Compared to them, she was a babe. "Just checking things out."

"Wanna go into the back room, " he asked hopefully?

"I don't know."

"Please, " he pleaded. "I'll give you $200."

Connie smiled. She wasn't really attracted to him, but a cock was a cock, she thought. "Okay, lead the way."

The man looked at a non-passable sissy who was arranging the videos. "Sheila, would you watch the counter for a bit? I need to show this lady something."

Sheila grinned. "Uh huh, sure you do."

He locked the door behind him and dropped his pants, revealing a thick eight-inch cock. Connie was impressed, but she played it cool. "The money."

"Oh yeah, " he pulled out his wallet and handed her $200 in cash. "Here."

Connie got on her knees and started licking and gently sucking the tip of his cock as she slowly stroked it.

"I hope you don't mind, but I want that ass."

She looked up lustfully at him. "Okay."

"Bareback, " he grinned.

She bent over his desk and looked back. She removed the large butt plug. "Fuck me."

"You are a little slut, " he said as he stepped up and positioned his cock at her hole. "My kind of woman." In moments, he was buried balls deep inside the sissy's ass. He was unprepared for the enthusiastic way in which she was taking his cock. It was almost like she was using her ass to fuck him. Feelings of intense pleasure washed over Connie before she had her biggest orgasm yet inside her cage. It started slowly, abruptly ended and started again. It lasted for several minutes.

Connie was not prepared for the tidal wave of cum that filled her ass. "Oh my God. “ he moaned. “Thank you."

"I should be thanking you, " she grinned. "Could you put the plug back in. I don't want to leak all over my good skirt."

"Sure thing."

Connie grabbed the $200 off the desk. "Are you sure you want to give me this."

He nodded and kissed her on the lips. "Yes, I'm positive. You were the best I've ever had."

She kissed him. "You too."

Connie reapplied her lipstick and headed out the door, but the man stopped her "Hey, could you come back tomorrow about this time? I have a few friends and we could have ourselves a party."

Connie had a wicked grin on her face, thinking of taking on three or four guys. Angela would be jealous of her. "Okay, I'll see you then."

As Connie left, the man raised a fist in the air. "Yes."

Sheila laughed. "Somebody took pity on you?"

He threw a box of condoms at her. "Shut up Sheila. You're lucky you're my brother or I'd fire your ass."

Part 4 - Andy Surrenders To Abby

Connie called Andy again, but Andy wasn't answering. Connie enjoyed another adventurous night at the adult store with a group of four guys and only her to service them. Both of her holes were well used. Angela wasn't complaining either. Steve was a very good lover. Though she enjoyed entertaining him and his friend, Steve was all she needed.

Andy came home, and the feelings were intensifying. He couldn't fight it anymore. He rummaged through his ex-wife’s stuff. He selected a black mini skirt and a pair of five-inch stiletto heels that actually fit his small feet. He selected a cute and frilly pink top. After fussing over his makeup, he decided to go to the salon to get his nails done in fuchsia. He had his toenails redone. "Those look good on you, " said Doris, the older lady who owned the salon. "What did you say your name was, dear?"

"Andy, " the sissy replied in his best female voice. He actually did a better job of moving and talking like a woman than his friend Connie.

Doris shook her head. "No dear, I think Abby suits you, or maybe Abigail."

The sissy smiled. "I like that. Abby it is."

The two hugged before Abby went next door to check out dresses. She wanted something in blue. Standing in front of a full-length mirror in a red dress and crying was Cindy, the resident bar slut from the sports bar he went to. He always felt the slut label was unfair. Cindy was 30, single, and lonely. She had long brown hair, a rather nice body, but her makeup skills could use help. She was crying. "I'm ugly."

Abby shook her head. "No, you are not. Stop it."

Cindy did a double take. "Andy? Oh my God, is that you?"

"It's Abby."

Cindy smiled in recognition. "Oh my God. You look amazing girlfriend."

"Thanks, but let's talk about you. You are not ugly."

Cindy shook her head. "I am too."

Abby reached for a blue dress that went down to the knee. "Try this one. You've got the body for it."

"You think, " she replied with uncertainty in her voice?

Abby opened the door to the changing room and motioned her inside. "Get in there and try it on."

Moments later, Cindy opened the door and handed Abby back the red dress with a hanger on it. She was standing in just her black five inch heels, pink push up bra and panties. "Could you put this back?"

Even under whatever influence Abby was under, the sissy tented in her panties. She ignored it and put the dress up. When Cindy emerged from the booth, the blue dress hugged her body in all the right places. Abby turned her around to look in the mirror. "What did I tell you? You are a hottie."

Cindy hugged Abby. "Thank you. Let me get changed and I'll buy this."

Abby shook her head. "No, girlfriend. You are wearing this out of the store. Get your stuff and pay for it."

Cindy frowned as she looked at the price tag. "It's $100. I only have enough for a $50 dress."

"Just get it. I'll pay for it."

Cindy gathered her stuff. "I'll pay you back. I promise."

"Will you shut up? I'm trying to prove a point here."

They returned to the salon. "Why are we here?"

"Oh, I just got my nails done."

Cindy smiled. "Those are pretty."

"Doris, can I get you to help my friend Cindy with her makeup. We're gonna go to the club, and she thinks she's ugly."

Doris took Cindy's hand and led her to a chair. "Don't be ridiculous. You are gorgeous, and I love that dress."

Doris removed all of Cindy's makeup and cleansed her face before reapplying it. "First off, I think you didn't quite have the right foundation. You were close, but off by a shade."

"We'll buy some, " Abby said.

"I can't " Cindy protested.

"Shut up. I didn't ask you."

"Next, I think these shades are good for her eye shadow. It brings out the blue. Also, this is a really good mascara."

"We'll take them, " Abby insisted.

"And those lips, I think I've got the perfect lipstick. It's close to ruby red, not quite, and I have gloss and lip liner to go with it."

"You're being too nice to me Abby, " she said on the verge of tears. "I was never this nice to you."

"You deserve it. The guys aren't gonna know what hit them."

Doris laughed as she handed Cindy a mirror. "They won't be able to control themselves when they see you two."

Abby's phone vibrated. She looked at the name and it was Cory. "Andy, it's Connie, " said the sort of feminine voice. "Where the hell have you been?"

"It's Abby dear, and I've been around. I'm helping Cindy with her makeup, and we're headed to the bar."

"Great, I'll see you there, but you missed out girlfriend. I've gone to the adult store twice. James, the manager, has the most amazing cock, and believe me when I say he knows how to use it. Last night, he had some friends over, and I had to entertain them all by myself, not that I couldn't handle it. But, I missed you. You would have had fun."

"Tell me about it later Connie. We're going to the bar."

Part 5 - A Naughty Night At The Bar

The bar had a different vibe. Cindy was usually the only lady who was a regular there. Other women usually came with their husbands or boyfriends, but this time there were about ten guys, all of whom were in a softball league.

When Abby and Cindy arrived, they wasted little time buying two drinks. Connie arrived not much later. Jack was a married man with a big sex drive and an even bigger cock. Abby had seen it the day he went with him to the gym. Jack's wife was out of town, but he was having sex with different women every night. Truthfully, he cheated on his wife anyway, but his senses were heightened by whatever was affecting the town.

Cindy knew he was married, and she always rejected his advances. This time, something had overcome her. He was coming on strong, and her resistance was down. Jack led her to the ladies room after she finished her second drink.

It wasn't long after that when Connie led two men into the men's room. In moment's she was on her knees sucking two rather impressive cocks. To see Connie carry on, you would think this was something she had done her whole life, rather than just for the past few days. She sucked them both like a greedy little whore before begging the bigger man to fuck her. He lay on his back as Connie mounted him. Soon she was sucking a cock while riding another one.

Abby was talking with Jim about sports and the playoff picture in the NFL. Jim finally blurted out what was on his mind as he bought Abby her fireball and beer chaser. "Wanna fuck, Abby?"

She nodded. "Oh God, yes. Could you give me a minute?"

Abby went to the ladies room, only to see Cindy bent over the sink and talking Jack's impressive nine-inch cock from behind. She was in ecstasy. Abby sat to pee in one of the stalls before finally saying what was on her mind. "Damn girl. I'm jealous."

Cindy pulled Abby's head down as she walked by and kissed her. "Go get your own cock sweetie. There's plenty here."

Abby's only oral experience came earlier in the day with the police officer. She was quickly on her knees next to one of the pool tables. Jim was nicely endowed with a thick seven-inch cock, and Abby sucked him slowly as he ran fingers through her hair. In moments, a couple of other men stood on either side of Abby with their big, hard cocks in their hands. It suddenly dawned on Abby that she might have to please all three of them.

"Guys, I'm getting first crack at her ass, " Jim insisted

Abby bent over a bar stool and was surprised when she felt something warm and wet pushing against her virgin hole. It was Jim's tongue. One of the guys stuck a cock in her mouth, and Abby started sucking. Jim took his time loosening Abby up with his tongue and fingers before the first man exploded inside Abby's mouth. She swallowed every drop.

The third man had an impressive eight-inch cock that he playfully slapped Abby's cheeks with. Jim was positioning his cock against Abby's hole, but it was too tight and not lubed enough. Abby was feeling some pain. "Here, " came Cindy's voice. "I have some lube in my purse. Use it."

"Save some for me baby, " said Jack. "I want some of your ass too. I need a drink first."

Cindy began applying lube to Abby's ass and pushing it in with her fingers. "Doesn't that feel better, sweetie?"

Abby had a cock in her mouth and could only moan a reply. Cindy ran her hand up and down along Jim's thick shaft. "Relax baby. He's big, but you can take it."

Jim pushed inside Abby's slick love hole and spread her wider than she'd ever been spread before. Though it hurt, het got several inches inside of her. Jim was gentle but firm. Hearing Cindy's angelic voice of encouragement made the experience more enjoyable for Abby, who was taking another load of cum inside her mouth. When the man pulled out, Cindy went to kiss Abby, only to share a load of cum in a passionate kiss.

Jim thrust in and out in steady thrusts, and Abby could feel the pleasure build and subside. It felt amazing to her, and she began pushing back to take him deeper. Cindy was bent over a bar stool and facing Abby as she felt Jack's big cock enter her tight ass. She had never done anal before, but it felt amazing. Adding to the experience was the fact that Abby was sharing it with her. They were sisters of sex, pleasing their men.

Jim had amazing stamina. Abby was leaking cum and having a mini orgasm, but Jim was still going strong. It wasn't until the feeling got so intense that Abby started spurting her love juices onto the floor and moaning "Oh God, " over and over that Jim grabbed her hips, pushed in one more time and sent his love fluids deep inside the sissy's formerly virgin hole.

Cindy had a look of raw passion in her eyes, and she moaned at her sissy friend. "How did it feel?"

Another guy stepped in front of Abby and shoved his cock in her mouth. "She'll tell you later."

With Abby's ass exposed and lubed with cum, another man took position. He didn't feel as thick, but he certainly had the length. Abby and Cindy were being well used that night. In the Men's room, Connie had taken on four men. The two sissies and lady were oblivious to the fact that other men had shown up to have their turns. They just enjoyed the pleasure while it lasted.

Eventually, the three enjoyed one last drink before calling it a night. Connie kissed Abby. "I better get home to my wife. I don't want her to worry about me."

With Connie gone, Abby turned to Cindy. "Wanna go back to my place and spend the night? I don't know about you, but I'd like to cuddle with somebody."

Cindy kissed her. "Let’s go."

Part 6 - The Aftermath

Cindy and Abby slept late into the next day. They were a little hung over, but they also felt different. Andy looked at himself in the mirror with dried cum and ruined makeup on his face and feminine styled hair. He was a freaked out when he saw the time and further shocked by his long fuchsia fingernails. "Oh my God. What happened? What did I do?" His sore ass gave him his answer.

Cindy joined him in the bathroom with a kiss. "Is everything okay Abby?"

"Andy, " he corrected her.

"Oh, " she said with a frown.

"Cindy, we were manipulated by something called The Beta Test, " He explained. "I don't know what it was or how it happened, but some of us men became..." He stared at his reflection, unnerved by the image. "Sissies. Some of the guys became more horny and ready to fuck anything, and the women were super horny."

Cindy shrugged. "I didn't notice."

He turned and looked at her. "You didn't notice, " he asked incredulously? “Cindy, You were sucking a guy off and taking it in your ass while stroking two other guys. I was getting fucked in the ass and sucking another cock."

A hint of a smile crossed her lips. "Like that's a bad thing?"

"I had four guys cum in my ass Cindy, " he added in disbelief.

She giggled. "Still waiting to hear why that's a bad thing." He stared at her in disbelief, and she kissed him on the lips. "You worry too much baby. If it will make you feel better, you can fuck me now."


Cory was in a black nightie and panties when he a awoke with an aching ass hole. He had lost complete control over the past few days. He turned and looked at his wife, who was staring at him in disbelief. "It never happened, " they both said.

The two went back to the way things were before things got weird. They were still happily married and in love. It was only when Angela found out she was pregnant that things got weird. "I understand if you want me to have an abortion sweetie, " she said with sadness in her voice. "This shouldn't have happened.

The baby couldn't have been Cory's and was likely Steve's, which tests later confirmed. "No way. We both wanted to become parents, and God has finally blessed us. We're not giving this child up."

With tears in her eyes, Angela kissed her husband. "I love you baby."

The news was good for Cindy and Andy too. They had a whirlwind romance and got married. Life was an adventure for the two of them in everything they did. It was a love that may never have been if not for the strange effect that took hold of an entire city for a little more than a week. "Which one, " Andy asked as he held up a black mini skirt and a red mini skirt?

Cindy shook her head. "Neither baby. Wear the purple dress."

Andy pouted. "I look like a grape in that."

She kissed him. "You do not. You look cute. It's not like you'll be wearing it long if the guys have their way with us."

Andy smiled mischievously. "Hey, I'm not that easy."

Cindy reached for her little black dress in the closet. "Oh please."

"We could play hard to get you know?"

"We both know that isn't gonna happen dear, " she said with a laugh.

Andy slipped into his purple dress, and he prepared himself to become Abby for the night. "Do you think we should tell Cory about this?"

"Absolutely not. He wouldn't understand."

"But he was a bigger slut than both of us that week."

"It's the way of the world Abby, " Cindy remarked as she slipped into a black push up bra and panties. Her husband was getting hard just looking at her. "Whatever happened that week freed us all from our inhibitions, but people can't admit they enjoyed it. Believe it or not, Cory is stuck in a way of thinking he will never break free from."

Andy kissed her deeply. "I thank God every day that whatever that was helped us find each other. I wouldn't change what we have for the world."

Andy stopped to think for a moment. "Do you ever wonder what caused all of that to happen, or what they were trying to accomplish with it?

Cindy shook her head. "Not really. People fucked, end of story. Now hurry up, we're gonna be late."

Career Opportunities

Career Opportunities

Brad wasn't sure this was the right job for him, but he needed work. A job is a job, his dad told him. If they'll hire you, you'll be able to earn a living.

He took the elevator up to the 20th floor of the tall building. He was there to see Victoria Bradford, the owner and CEO of The Inner Goddess. This was a women's fashion and cosmetics-oriented company. Miss Bradford opened it over 30 years ago as a way to encourage enterprising young women to believe in themselves and reach for their goals. Her motto was “Looking good is the key to feeling good.”

He shook his head as the elevator reached the 20th floor. "Oh my God, am I really doing this? This is crazy."

He walked down the corridor to a desk where an older and heavy-set woman sat. "May I help you, " she asked with a smile?

"Yes, I'm here about the job opening. I have an appointment to see Miss Bradford."

The woman looked him over for a moment and giggled. "You don't seem the type that would work here, my dear."

He laughed. "Well, it's a changing world. We're all adjusting."

She picked up the phone. "So true, let me just buzz her. Miss Bradford, there is a gentleman here to see you by the name of, she looked at him."

"The name is Brad, Brad Matthews."

"Brad Matthews."

Victoria looked at her appointment book. "Oh yes, he's supposed to be here at 9:30, but there's something to be said for somebody who comes in early. Please, send him in."

"Miss Bradford will see you." She motioned to him. "Please, right through that door."

An attractive blond-haired woman approached Brad as he opened the door. She was carrying two cups of coffee. Brad was immediately struck by her beauty. It was her blue eyes. She wore a figure flattering red skirt suit with four-inch stiletto heels.

He held the door open for her, but he couldn't take his eyes off of this vision of beauty as she walked through the door. "I got us some coffee, mother. A triple latte, just like you asked."

A slightly greying and blonde-haired woman with her hair tied back in a bun wearing dark rimmed glasses smiled at the young woman. "Thank you, sweetie. I had to hurry to get to the office for these appointments or I would have gotten it myself."

The younger woman smiled. "Mother, you need to hire somebody to do this."

Victoria shook her head. "Nonsense, young lady. I've been running this company since it was founded, and I'm not about to stop."

The younger woman turned to face Brad, who was wearing a pair of gray slacks and a baby blue button shirt with a grey tie. "Who's this handsome man, " she asked?

Victoria sighed. "Down girl. This young man is here for the job."

The younger woman smiled the broadest and brightest smile. "You don't say." She stuck her hand out. Her beautiful well-manicured red fingernails sticking out. "My name's Vanessa."

Brad took her hand and kissed it. "Brad, Brad Matthews."

"Calm down, young lady. We don't even know if Brad is company material." She motioned Brad to a seat in front of her desk. "And what makes you think this job is right for you?"

Brad smiled that confident smile that had gotten him through life in sticky situations. "Oh, well, it's a job. It pays well. These days we can't be too picky, can we?"

Vanessa burst into laughter. "Oh my God. Mother, you have to keep him around just for the laughs."

Victoria shook her head. "I'm sorry. Perhaps we should just end this so that we don't waste either of our time."

In all honestly, Brad wasn't interested in selling women's clothing or cosmetics, but his desire to stick around changed the moment he set eyes on Vanessa. He knew he'd better say something to save himself.

He sat down in the chair in front of Victoria. "Can I be honest?"

"Please. You're hanging by a thread here, young man. What do you have to say for yourself?"

He didn't have but a moment to think. "Look, Miss Bradford, women are using their voices to make a difference in the world. They are changing things for the better."

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, tell me something I don't know?"

He looked over at Vanessa, who gave him a look of concern as if to say, "You better make it count.” Then, another look that said, "and maybe we could be together." At least that's how Brad saw it.

He stared at the inspirational calendar on Vanessa's desk. It was one of those calendars where you tore off the page for each day and it had a saying that was designed to motivate you and fill you with confidence.

"Look, we're in 2022 now," he explained. "Women still have it tougher than men."

Victoria arched an eyebrow. "Go on."

"Women are expected to be in the workplace now, and they have to work twice as hard as a man to get anywhere in the world."

Victoria rolled her eyes. "Yeah, so?"

"But a woman is still a woman. Women like to be beautiful and desirable, and yet they want to show the world that they can do anything they set their minds to. And the thing is, what this company does is help fill them with confidence."

He stood up and walked over to Vanessa. "I mean, look at her. So beautiful, so sexy."

Victoria cleared her throat. "Young man, that's my daughter you're talking about there. Watch your tone!"

Vanessa flashed a confident smile, and Brad's heart melted a little bit more. He just met her, and yet he felt like he would do anything for her. "I'm more than just a beautiful woman. I do things around here. I designed several outfits in our coming spring line and."

"Sweetie, you’re already hired. You don't have to prove yourself. Mr. Matthews does."

Not missing a beat, Brad pointed in recognition to Vanessa. "Exactly. You're more than just a pretty face. But, when you get out of bed in the morning and put on your favorite outfit for the day and do the things you do before presenting yourself to the world, your beauty routine helps give you confidence, right?"

"I like to look pretty, " she proudly proclaimed. "I don't deny that."

He turned to Victoria. "And that's what this company does. We empower women to dream and reach for the stars. Be more than even you thought you could be. It starts with the way you look and feel about yourself."

Victoria gave Brad an emotionless stare. "It's rather presumptuous of you to say 'we' when you haven't been hired yet, dear."

Brad put his hands on Victoria's desk and leaned forward. "You say yet. You're thinking about it, aren't you?"

"Why would I be thinking about it, " she asked with a curious expression?

"Because your company hires women, and that's important." He sat down in his seat and leaned forward. "But you need a male perspective too. Not a man's perspective necessarily from how men see women, but a man's perspective in helping women see other potential that they have within themselves. Somebody who respects women for their ability, but still sees this them as the beautiful Goddesses that they are."

"Oh mother, " Vanessa said as she walked towards her. "I like him. Give him a chance, please."

Brad leaned back in his seat and watched the exchange between the mother and her daughter.

She shook her head. "I don't know, dear. There's something about this guy. I don't know if he's right for this company."

"Let's give him a shot. We need somebody who can write descriptions about our products and help us expand our market."

"I can do that, " he declared proudly.

Victoria chuckled. "Somehow, I doubt that, but I tell you what. I'll give you a week to prove yourself. Deal?"

He extended his hand over the desk. "Deal." They shook hands.

"Perfect, " Vanessa said. "Now that that's settled, let me show you around." She took him by the hand. "You know, I think you could have worn a better suit than that, don't you? Something a little brighter."

"What, you don't like my suit?"

She chuckled. "I bet it's the only one you have."

"Well, I have a black one, but it's at the cleaners."

"We might have to take you shopping. Anyway, let me introduce you to some of the girls here and show you where you'll be working."

The ladies were lukewarm at best. Who was this guy who was coming into their domain? But when one of them got too sarcastic, Vanessa gave her a look that seemed to shut them up. "And this is where you'll be working." She pointed to the cubicle in the corner. "I know it's not an office, but if things work out, you never know. You could have an office of your own."

Victoria continued to be skeptical of Brad, but Vanessa was treating him very warmly. She brought him coffee the next morning. She looked at his red suit outfit. "Interesting, " she said with a smirk. "But I think you can do better than that, don't you?"

"Hey, I'm not the best shopper, you know?"

"Well you're going to have to learn to be if you want to work at this company, sweetie." She touched him on the leg when she said sweetie. She noticed a bulge developing in his trousers, but she wasn't trying to make him feel uncomfortable.

Every day, it was a new suit outfit, and Brad was going through his savings pretty quickly in his effort to impress her. On the fourth day, which happened to be Friday, he wore a navy-blue suit. "Not bad, " she said as she touched his hand. "But mother needs to see some productivity out of you."

"Not to worry, " he replied as he opened up his briefcase. "Here's some copy on those dresses. And this right here, " he said as he shuffled to another paper, "is about the lipstick line we'll be debuting in December."

Vanessa started skimming through the writings with her lips moving. Brad looked at her beautiful pink lips and how well they went with what she was wearing. He wanted to kiss her right then and there. Vanessa smiled. "Oh, this is great. Mother is going to love this one. And this one too."

"You think?"

She nodded. "Let me go show her, " she said as she turned and walked to her mother's office.

Brad was composing description text on a line of swimsuits that would be coming out in the spring. The day passed rapidly, and he wasn't sure what his fate would be. One by one, the ladies all left. There was no sign of Vanessa when Victoria came to his cubicle.

He stared at the intimidating older woman, anticipating the worst. "I suppose you are wondering whether I'm going to be keeping you on after today, aren't you?"

"The thought had crossed my mind, " Brad replied nervously.

"Well, my daughter, for whatever reason, seems to like you."

"Really? What did she say?"

She shot him a look that shut him down. "But you should know that it has no bearing on my decision."

"Oh, well, " he stammered. "Let me go ahead and clear out my things. Thank you, Miss Bradford, for giving me this chance. It's appreciated."

"Now hold on there, " she said with a hint of a smile. "Vanessa showed me your work, and you're ten times better than the person who was doing the stuff before."

"Really?"

"Well, it was more than one person. I did a lot of it, and the ladies helped, but I realized that we needed somebody with talent to do this. And God help me, I think you have talent Brad."

"You do, " he asked nervously?

She nodded. "I do. If I didn't know better, I would say you've worn those dresses before. And that lipstick. It's almost as if it was written from somebody who had experience, but I don't suppose you've ever done that, have you?"

He blushed. "Absolutely not."

"Really, " she replied with an arched eyebrow? "Because our company is okay with having a closeted sissy on staff. Or maybe even somebody who is questioning their own gender identity?"

"Miss Bradford, " he stood up. "I appreciate you keeping me on, and I'll work hard for you. If you'll excuse me, I would like to go home now."

He could hear Victoria chuckling behind him. "Okay, dear, but if you want to wear a dress to work on Monday, I'm perfectly okay with that."

Brad told his father of the job and the fact that he would be kept on for a nice salary to boot. He told him how he felt about it, and his father laughed. "Son, a job is a job. You're making good money, and the boss's daughter likes you. Don't be foolish. You get your butt back in there on Monday and do your thing."

It was obvious that the ladies at the office were not happy that Brad had kept his job. He could https://mail.yahoo.com/d/search/referrer=starred&keyword=is%253Astarred&accountIds=1hear them talking about him and hushing up when he walked by. There were also snide comments that he tried his best to ignore. He knew that going to Victoria was not an option. He was in their domain, an Intruder. And even if he had proven he could do his job, that wasn't good enough for some of them.

Feeling a little bit dejected, he got on the elevator after another day's work. Standing there to the side was Vanessa with a curious look on her face. As the door shut behind him, he stared at Vanessa. "What, " he finally asked?

She surprised him by wrapping her arms around him and giving him a deep and passionate kiss, putting her tongue in his mouth. He had never had a woman take control of a kiss before. He had kissed women before, but he'd never been kissed like this. It lasted until the elevator got to the floor of the lobby.

He stood there and stared at her. "Oh my God, " she finally said. "I'm, I'm sorry, but I just wanted to, I've got to go, " She walked past him at a rapid pace.

All night long, Brad thought about that kiss and had a dream of the two in bed together. When he woke up, his underwear was wet. He headed for the shower to get ready for another day at work.

He heard a commotion by the water cooler as he walked into the office. "That's just great. What are we going to do now, " asked Betty, one of the office ladies?

"I don't know, “ Shelly replied. "She was our best bowler. We're screwed."

Vanessa watched Brad walk past them to his desk. "Not necessarily, " she grinned.

"Well, what are we going to do, " Shelly asked? "Your mother doesn't bowl anymore."

"You leave that to me, " she said as she grabbed the cup of coffee she had bought for Brad.

"Hi sweetie, " she handed him the coffee, "About yesterday. You know, it was just."

"Oh, " he stammered. "Don't worry about it. It's okay."

"Good, because I don't want mother to fire you for what happened."

"Me, " he retorted defensively? "What did I do?"

"Hey, " she chuckled. "I didn't see you fighting me off."

"We better get to work." He looked around the office and saw a couple of unfriendly stares from his co-workers. "I don't want your mother to think I'm messing around here."

"Yeah, " she giggled. "No messing around on company time. Leave that for later, right?" She winked.

"What?"

She began to walk away. She turned around for a moment. "Oh, I need to talk to you about something, but I'll catch you in the elevator after work, okay?"

"Vanessa, we shouldn't."

"Oh, " she teased. "Get your mind out of the gutter. It's about something else."

What did she want to talk about, he wondered? When it was quitting time, he headed for the elevator and heard her running up behind him. "Hey, wait for me."

"You better hurry, " Brad teased. "It's almost closed." The door was about to shut when he stuck his foot between the doors. "Just kidding".

"Oh, haha, very funny."

"I thought it was funny, " he grinned. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Well, hear me out, I have a proposition for you."

"You're propositioning me, " he smiled proudly. "This must be my lucky day."

"Well, like I said, hear me out. You know how the girls here keep giving you a hard time?"

"Yeah, don't remind me."

She touched his shoulder. "You see, we have this bowling league, and one of our girls is leaving the company. And you see, the game is tonight, and we need one more and."

"No problem, " he interrupted. "I'll do it. It's been a while since I've bowled, but I think I'll do all right."

"Wait, " she added as she squeezed his hand between her two hands. "And don't get mad, but this is a women's bowling league. You have to, you know, dress the part."

His brow furrowed for a moment. "Dress the part? What are you talking about?"

"Well, it's for women, " She explained. "Plus, we have these cute outfits that we wear, and I actually designed them. And, oh you'll see. We'll go back to my place, and I'll show you."

"Wait, I didn't say…"

"Oh, Brad, " she kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you for agreeing to do this for me."

He was about to object, but her kiss on the cheek made him decide to go along with it. They went back to her a condominium, which had a nice view of the city. She led him into her bedroom, where she had a walk-in closet. Her wardrobe selection was incredible. Brad thought this would be a woman's dream.

She went to the back of the closet and pulled down a pink and black outfit. The women's slacks were black with two pink stripes along both sides. The blouse was pink with black trim and written in glitter on the back it read 'The Striking Beauties' with the image of bowling pins flying through the air. She knelt down and pick up a pair of pink and black bowling shoes. "Unless I missed my guess, " she said, "these will fit you."

"Wait, Vanessa, I don't know if I…"

"Oh, don't worry sweetie, " she kissed him on the cheek again. "You'll look beautiful. Here, let me find you a pair of pink panties and a bra to go with it."

"But I don't, " he began to object.

"Well, it's sort of a ritual that we do. We all wear the same color bra and panties with our outfits for luck, you know?"

She shuffled through her lingerie drawer, which seemed to have panties and bras in every color of the rainbow. "Here, these should fit you. If you want, you can take a shower first, " she added. "Oh wait, " she went to the bathroom and retrieved a bottle of hair removal cream. "Use this."

"Vanessa, do you really think all of this is necessary?"

"Oh yes, " she nodded. "Very necessary. Now apply this all over your body. It's good stuff. You only need to use it for about five minutes before you have to wash it off, and all of your body hair will be gone."

"But won't that be weird, " he asked?

She shook her head. "Nonsense, sweetie. We can't have some hairy drag queen in women's clothing on our team. Now go in the bathroom and do it. Let me find a wig that will be suitable for you."

Brad could hardly believe he was doing this, but he stripped naked in the bathroom and thoroughly applied the hair removal cream all over his body. "Go ahead and use one of my razors to shave your face, sweetie, " she said through the door. "You look like you're getting a little bit of stubble."

Brad took five minutes and a couple extra just to be sure before stepping into the shower. Amazingly, his hair washed off and down the drain. In moments, he was completely smooth all over his body. He quickly shaved his face and returned to the bedroom where Vanessa was already in her bowling uniform.

She pointed to a wig on a Styrofoam head. It was brown hair and shoulder-length. "I didn't want to change your hair color for this, although I could have given you blonde hair like me."

"Are you sure this is going to work, " he asked?

"Sure I'm sure, " she nodded. "You already look quite pretty in your outfit. Once we get your wig on and your makeup done..."

"Wait, makeup? Vanessa, are you sure we should go through with this?"

"Trust me, it'll be perfect. You're going to look pretty once I've done your makeup, now sit down."

He sat down at the makeup desk, and she began to work her magic, including a blue smokey eye look, red lipstick and lip gloss and foundation. With the wig on, he almost looked passable, or so he thought.

"Are you sure this is going to work, " he asked with doubt in his voice?

She kissed him on the cheek. "Sure, I'm sure. Nobody will bat an eyelash. Now, let's go. The girls will be waiting."

"Just one more question." He looked down at the name on his shirt. "This says Brandi. Who is she?"

Vanessa smiled broadly. "She's you, sweetie. Now let's go."

Shelly and Betty sat in the bowling alley cafeteria, waiting for the other two to show up. "Do you think he'll last?"

"I don't know, " Shelly replied. "We've been pretty rough on him, and I don't know about this."

"It won't be for lack of effort, " Betty chuckled.

"Oh, I know sweetie. Vanessa is very persistent." They both burst into laughter.

"What are we talking about, " Vanessa asked as she walked into the room?

Shelly stood up and looked at Brad. "Get out of town. No way."

"Isn't Brandi adorable, " Vanessa boasted?

"I could never have imagined, " Shelly said. "Look at her."

"I think you've outdone yourself this time, " Betty said to Vanessa.

"Well, " she smiled at Brad and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I had a lot to work with. Let's eat girls."

The four of them ate and headed to the lanes. They were like an explosion in pink, or so Brad thought. Pink bowling balls for all of them, and they wore their pink and black outfits with pride.

Brad noticed the other bowling team that they were scheduled to play. They were the Little Darlings. He also noticed that there were three women and a man. He looked over at Vanessa and was confused. "But, I thought you said that…"

"Sweetie, " she interrupted, "if you want to be on our team, you have to truly be one of us. Now, you're up first."

"Where'd you get the new girl, " the guy quipped to Vanessa?

"She works with us, " Betty replied.

"She's cute, " he replied. "Look at that ass."

If they could have seen his face, they would have seen him blushing a bright shade of red, but he kept his composure and threw a strike.

"Yeah girl, show him." There were high fives all around.

Brad soon got into the game. Though it was challenging to not think of how he was dressed, he had fun and the team won.

Hey, Betty and I are going to the diner, " Shelly said. "Do you two want to come with?”

Vanessa shook her head. "No, I think we're going to head back home. Brad and I are working on something tomorrow, so I don't think we should stay up too late."

Back at Vanessa's place, Brad gave her a kiss. She looked down at his bulge. "You know, I could see you were excited all night. I can help you with that, if you want. Give you a little oral satisfaction?"

Brad shook his head. "You first. I want to go down on you so badly."

His boldness caught Vanessa by surprise. She blushed. "I, well, you know, I'm not ready yet."

He gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Well then, I'll wait. Should I go ahead and change?"

She shook her head. "No, take that stuff back home with you. It'll make it easier for you to get dressed. I might need to help you with your makeup next week, but that's okay. Your stuff is in the bag over there."

Work was becoming much more fun than Brad could have imagined. He was working closer with Vanessa on their project. The girls were still hard on him, but he didn't notice that so much when he was around her.

The bowling league was going well, and the team was winning. Brad fit right into his designated sissy role, which was the term they created for him. "Here comes our designated Sissy, " they would tease at the office.

It was the night before Halloween when Vanessa surprised him in the elevator. She gave him another open mouth tongue to tongue kiss. "Sweetie, I need you to come over tomorrow morning, so could you do it early?"

"Why?"

"Well, it's a surprise. But I just know you're going to love it."

"Do you want to go out and get a bite tonight?"

She shook her head. "Can't. I'm meeting with mother." She kissed him again. "But maybe tomorrow?"

"Let me know."

"I'll see you then, " she said as she turned to walk out the open elevator door.

"Great, I love you, " he let slip before realizing what he said.

Vanessa didn't want to acknowledge what she just heard, but it melted her heart. Did he just say he loved me? She smiled and kept walking.

The next morning, Vanessa had it all planned. Lying about her bed was a navy blue skirt outfit and heels. She had picked a brunette wig for Brad to wear. She heard the knock on her door and practically ran to answer it.

She threw her arms around him. "Hi sweetie."

"Hi baby, " he said as the two kissed.

"Now, I know you're wondering what I'm up to, " she took his hand and led him to her bedroom. "But, I just know you're going to love this."

"Okay, I guess."

She motioned him to the bed and the clothes laying there. "What's this, " he asked?

"It's your outfit for today."

He blushed and shook his head. "Vanessa, that's a woman's outfit."

She giggled. "Yeah, so? It's a secretary's outfit. Perfectly good office attire."

"For a woman, " he added.

"Yeah, but it's Halloween. Come on, sweetie. Do this for me, please."

He saw the innocent look on her face and melted. "Okay, I'll do it."

Brad bean removing his clothes in front of her. It just seemed natural, and it wasn't sexual. She didn't even tell him to do it. However, his bulge was noticeable and was soon freed.

She giggled. "Why Brandi, do you like dressing pretty for me?"

He blushed. "Come on, Vanessa. Give me a break."

"I like that you're so smooth. I was thinking that maybe we could put you in pantyhose, but after seeing those sexy legs, I don't think so."

He grabbed the camisole on the bed. She shook her head. "No, sweetie. The bra first." She handed him a baby blue bra. "And these panties.""

"Really, " he asked? "Do I need this?"

"Oh, like you don't like wearing bras and panties, " she teased. "Now hurry up. We're going to be late."

In short order, Brad was wearing a navy-blue skirt suit and matching three-inch heels. She put on the wig and did his makeup. "Perfect, " she proclaimed. "Let's go grab a cup of coffee and get to the office."

When they arrived, the ladies were all making a fuss over him. "Damn, Brandi, " Betty quipped. "You should dress like this every day sweetie."

Betty was wearing a princess outfit. Shelly was wearing a nurse's outfit. All of the girls were dressed up, even Vanessa was in the spirit in a Victoria's Secret model's outfit, complete with wings.

"Vanessa, a little risqué for the office, don't you think, " Victoria remarked?

"Oh mother, " she replied. "Loosen up. It's Halloween."

"I see." She turned her attention to Brad. "And this is our office girl, Brandi?" She looked him up and down. "Not bad. Actually, it's kind of an improvement, " she chuckled. "Get to work ladies. Time is money."

The day went well. It was actually one of the more productive days for Brad, though he might have thought it would be hard to focus given what he was wearing for the day. The ladies were very friendly towards him, and for the first time at the office, he felt like he was really one of them.

Brad was still working on some writing when he realized that the office had gotten silent. He looked around and didn't see anybody. "Oh shoot, I should clock out."

When he headed for the elevator, he heard a voice call from behind him. It was Victoria. "Brad, dear. Could you hold the elevator for me?"

He felt awkward in the elevator with the older woman staring right at him. "You know, " she finally spoke, "I saw the way everything went today."

"Oh no, did I do something wrong, " Brad nervously replied?

She shook her head. "No dear. Not at all. You know, my daughter is smitten with you."

"I like her a lot too, " Miss Bradford.

"Oh you do?"

"Yeah, " he said with a smile. "In fact, I think I'm in love with her."

"Oh, you don't say?"

"She's smart, " he added. "She's sexy. She's beautiful. We have so many things in common. I think."

"Brad, can I be frank?"

He gulped. "Please."

"I think you have a bright future with this company."

"You do?"

"I admit I wasn't sure about you at first, but I've warmed up to you. I think you are the right person for this job, but."

"But?"

She looked at him in his outfit. "Damn, you really pull that off, you know?"

"Really? You think I look good in this?"

"Brad, I saw the way everybody was treating you today. I've seen the way they've been treating you, and they really warmed up to you today. And I think, maybe, it's time for you to begin dressing this way every day."

"But."

"As I said Brad, " she looked him in the eyes. "I think you've got a bright future in my company, but you have to dress the part now. And that means wearing outfits like this from now on."

"But I…"

She interrupted him. "And don't worry about the cost. I'll foot the bill for whatever it takes. But I want you looking every bit the office girl, understood?"

"Yes ma'am."

She smiled. "Good. I'll see you tomorrow, Brandi."

She turned and walked away.

Brad wasn't sure what to do or what to think. He headed to Vanessa's place. Vanessa was wearing a black satin nightie. She answered the door. "Brad, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I guess, but your mother."

"Oh no, what did mother say to you?"

She ushered him into the house. "Nothing bad, I guess. She says I have a bright future."

She smiled. "See, I knew mother would warm up to you."

"But, she wants me to dress up like, " he looked at himself. "Like this, every day."

"Oh, don't you see, that's perfect. You can be one of us girls now, Brandi. You and I will go shopping and pick you up a nice wardrobe."

"I'm glad you think that's great, but."

"I want to talk to you about something Brad, " she said nervously.

"What about?"

"Well, I still remember the day when I walked away, and you said you loved me."

He blushed. "Yeah, I did say that. And I do love you."

She leaned into him and gave him a deep kiss. "I'm glad you said that. Because I love you too. And I want to do something about that right now."

"Oh God, Vanessa. I want to eat you. I want to go down on you right now."

She giggled. "You've got a strong oral fixation, don't you?"

"Yeah. I guess I do. But you're so beautiful. I think about it all the time with you."

"Well, get down on your knees. Show me."

Brad was on his knees in front of her and Vanessa reached into her panties and pulled them down, pulling out something Brad wasn't expecting. Taped between her legs was a cock. And it wasn't a small cock either. It was impressive.

Brad looked at her in shock. "But I. I."

"I've been wanting to tell you this for a while, but I figured it might be better to show you."

He stared up at her. "I didn't know."

"Well, what do you think. Do you still love me, " she asked with a hint of vulnerability in her voice?

They made eye contact for several moments, and Vanessa's heart sank. "He doesn't, " she thought. "Well, I guess this is over. Why can't I find a guy who..."

Brad kissed the cock between her legs. Then, he started licking it. "Oh, you do like it, " she grinned. "Well, I like to have it sucked and worshiped by my lover."

Brad started sucking her massive she cock. He had never done anything like this before. He never thought about it like this. But he knew he loved the person that it was attached to. That much he was certain of. Her moans of pleasure and the taste he was getting in his mouth let him know he was doing it right.

"Oh baby, " she moaned. "I'm cumming."

Brad didn't stop what he was doing, and his mouth was filled with her love juices. She got down on the carpeted floor with him and the two began kissing passionately. "You're mine now, " she said. "You're mine baby."

"I want to be yours, " he replied. "I've loved you since the moment I saw you."

"Well, I'm going to ask you to prove that baby."

"Oh hell, " he replied. As the two kissed, her hand guided his to her hardening cock. "Oh. I don't know if I can."

"Sure you can lover, " she said as she nibbled on his ear. "I'll be gentle, but I've got to have some of that sexy ass of yours."

After several more moments of making out, she guided him to the kitchen table where he removed his clothing. "You've got a sexy body, " she said that she kissed him again.

With him on his back, she reached for the lube in her purse and loosened him up.

The two kissed some more. "Are you ready for me, lover?"

"I think so, " he replied.

"Just relax baby. I promise you, it's going to feel good for both of us."

She began to insert her massive love shaft inside his tight, virgin hole. He moaned. "It's okay, " she reassured. "It's okay. Just relax baby. It'll feel good."

"It kind of hurts, " he groaned.

"It's okay. Just relax. Go with it." She knew it would take a while to get him used to her. She knew that she would get him used to it. "Oh baby, you're so tight."

"I've never done, oh my God, " he moaned. "I've never done this before."

She smiled. "I can tell. You're doing fine baby." Half of her was inside him. She began thrusting ever so slowly and gently. "Just relax baby."

"Oh my God," he panted.

She began gently playing with his cock, and she could feel some tiny drips coming out. "I think somebody likes it." She smiled proudly.

"Vanessa, oh God. What if."

"Shush." She said put a finger over his mouth. "Don't think too much. Relax, and go with it."

"But what will they say?"

"Do you care right now? Or do you feel really good, baby?"

Brad was getting hard. "I feel good."

“Momma's going to take you to Paradise, baby."

The lovemaking went on for several minutes. Brad was getting harder and harder, and she was rock hard inside his tight hole. "Baby, I could get used to this, " she moaned.

It was Brad who came first as she gently stroked him. But the convulsions of his tight hole around her she stick caused her to cum inside of him. The moment went on for quite some time before she collapsed on top of him and kissed him passionately.

"Vanessa, " Brad finally spoke.

"What is it baby?"

"What will they say?"

She laughed. "Who cares? We have each other now, and that's what really matters."

Brad was not only retained by the company, he was given an office next to Vanessa. True to her word, she went shopping with him. Her mother paid for Brad's entire wardrobe. It didn't stop there for Brad, who was now accepted as Brandi. Victoria also paid for HRT for Brandi, breast augmentation and other feminizing treatments. She went as far as to send Brandi on a retreat that was run by a dominatrix, who specialized in teaching sissies how to behave as feminine as possible.

It was a year later. Brandi arrived at the office in a pink skirt suit and five-inch open toe stiletto heels. Victoria had paid for her breast augmentation after the hormones had worked their magic. She had DD breasts, bigger than Vanessa's. She had work done to her hips and ass to give her a more feminine appearance and injections in her lips to give her a look that border lined on bimbo.

She sashayed into the elevator, where Victoria was waiting. "I just love how you take your job so seriously, " Victoria said with a smile.

In the most feminine voice, Brandi asked what had been on her mind for so long. "Was this all necessary?"

"Was what necessary?"

"All of this, " Brandi replied. "My body, my mannerisms."

"Why? Don't you like it?"

Brandi smiled. "I didn't say I didn't like it, but this seems... I don't know."

Victoria nodded. "It was absolutely necessary, my dear. My company does not hire men. One day, I'm leaving it all to Vanessa, and I don't think I ever could have left it to my son."

Brandi gasped. "You don't mean you feminized your son just to make sure you had a daughter to inherit all of this?"

Victoria laughed as she stopped the elevator. "Heavens no. My little boy loved his mommy. After his father left us, he insisted on coming to work with me, learning about clothing and makeup."

"So, you didn't force this on her?"

She shook her head. "No. I simply guided her to her true destiny. And as she grew up, I could see how lonely she was. So, I would reluctantly hire a man to work here just for her."

Brandi stood open mouthed at this revelation. "Really?"

She nodded. "They all ran away, one by one." She smiled and put her hand on Brandi's cheek. "That is, until you came along, my dear. You were so perfect for her."

"You mean, I was hired to be her girlfriend?"

Victoria laughed. "I hired you because I thought you could do the job, dear. But if my daughter didn't warm up to you, you'd be yesterday's news."

"Oh my God."

"Well, of course I wanted her to take a liking to one of the ladies. You know, maybe there's a chance she's not sterile and she could give me a granddaughter.." She sighed. "But what she really wanted was a sissy bimbo like you."

"I'm not a bimbo, " Brandi protested.

Victoria laughed. "Have you looked in the mirror lately? And by the way, do you ever do the penetrating in sex with her, or you are you always my baby's willing little sissy bottom?"

Brandi thought for a moment. She didn't say a word, but she was bottoming for Vanessa on a regular basis, not that she minded. She pleased her however she was asked. Other than some oral, her clitty didn't have much use.

"She. I told you." Victoria looked at the sad expression on Brandi's face. "Oh, come now dear. Is life really so bad?"

The sissy shook her head. "No, I love her. I can't wait until we're married."

Victoria gave her a hug. "Exactly my point, dear. I'm happy to have you as my daughter in law." She pressed the button to get the elevator moving. "Now that that's settled, let's get to work. You know, I really do value what you do around here. I can't imagine this place without you."

Little did Brandi realize that Vanessa and a male client were waiting in her office. It was a rather nice deal that was important to the company. The gentleman required a little persuasion from Brandi, but she was up to the challenge. Suffice it to say, this was a big day for the company, but that's another story.