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My father had returned home after 2 months abroad for work. Coming back from school I knew we were going to see each other. My father was going to see me for the first time in my school uniform, and with all the changes that Mom had carefully made on me. When I arrived at the door of the house I had a doubt, "What if my father made fun of me? What if he decided to disown me?" I decided to open the door of the house and then saw my father on the sofa in the living room, his back to me. He was watching a football match. He wasn't paying attention to me. I went upstairs to see Virginie. I entered Mom's office. -Hello my Lily! How did the school go ? -Hi Mom, well, everything went well... Virginie noticed a fear in my eyes. I understood that I was not as usual. -What's going on my darling, I feel you, feverish. Like our first time. -I'm afraid of Dad's reaction, my Uniform my change in recent months... Imagine that he decides to disown me! -Don't worry, my darling. We're both going to go down and see your father and talk to him about all this. Come with me. Virginie stood up from her desk chair and took me by the hand. She opened the office door and we went down to the living room. Dad was relaxed watching TV. With his phone in hand, he responded to a few text messages for work. Mom let go of my hand then walked over to the couch and sat next to my dad. -Honey, I would like to talk to you about something important. My father looked at Virginie. -Yes, what’s wrong my sweeety? -Since you left there have been some changes. Regarding your son... -Yes, I would really like to see it! Virginie kept my father's gaze in hers. Then she called me. -Lily? Come please. I moved towards the sofa. Slowly, my school uniform, perfectly fitted, I stood in front of Mom and Dad. Then I say: -Hi Dad... The look of my father, his eyes wide open, petrified by the fact that he was visibly in front of him, conveyed astonishment. -James, is that you? You... you are... Virginie spoke. -Don't call him James anymore, but Lily. Lily is now a girl. I wish you would consider her a girl! My father then looked at Virginie. -What are you doing to him? What do you mean...? -Remember my love, when you left, you told me that you trusted me with the education of your child. I took care of it! With a lot of attention, believe me! I wanted to add something. -Dad, I assure you that mom was very attentive to me. She took care of me and... My father raised his voice! -I can see that she took care of you! He said in a hyronic tone, she completely changed you. You had trouble calling her mom 2 months ago and now you... you look so much like her! You no longer look like my son but like his daughter! How ? How it is possible ? What the hell !? Virginie caressed my father's cheek, and with the other hand she held his hand, in a soothing voice, and looked into his gaze. Mom had my dad's full attention. Then she said to him: -Yes darling. You understand everything, she is now my daughter, my adored little angel. You will be the father figure that every young girl needs. Don't be angry, it's a chance ! My father went from a state of irritation and surprise to a state of stupor, almost distress. He was red and crying slightly. I felt a certain sadness in him. Then Mom continues her explanation. -Listen, I'm taking over, relax! Focus on your work, your son is no longer here and everything is fine! You leave his entire education to me. When you come home from work you will see your beautiful wife and her daughter, your sweet Stepdaughter. You will love your Stepdaughter. Your Stepdaughter is in a very select high school, she has excellent grades at school, and is one of the best students in the school. Your Stepdaughter has a love for her mother that you find wonderful. Your remarriage is a new start in your life for you and you love your family. You will be a loving father! All right ? -Yes Virginia... -You love your Stepdaughter Lily, you find her superb, you talk about her like your own daughter. You never had a boy, the only child that matters in your life is your little Lily Rose. OK, my love ? -Yes Virginia... -Ahah excellent Boby! My father was suddenly more relaxed, what Virginie had said had calmed him down a lot. His gaze on me had become softer and more pleasant. He stretched out his arms towards me and said: -Come here Lily! I rushed into those arms. I was so happy! Virginie then smiled kindly at me and added: -Come on Lily, let's let your stepdad work and enjoy the game! He left me then looked at me with a big smile on his lips. -I am so proud to have a family like you! Thank you girls ! Virginie took my hand and we took the stairs to return to her office. When we arrived in the office, Mom closed the door and said to me: -You see my Lily, everything went well! -Oh yes mom, I am very happy and I must say that I am a little surprised at the way you handled this situation. How did you do ? Virginie tells me with an amused look. -You'll learn to be persuasive, too, but let's just say I have one for hypnosis and other little things like that! -Mom, I heard you say that I was his Stepdaughter, is that true, does he believe it? -Well, my darling, yes! The conversational hypnosis that I gave him allowed some change in perception. For him, he never had a son. Don't tell him about it, because I managed to make him forget that you were once his son. For him I am his wife and you are my daughter, his Stepdaughter. Behave like a good Stepdaughter, and everything will be fine. I thought for a few seconds... everything gradually made sense. Virginie made me her darling little girl. I suddenly felt like Mom's prisoner. -Virginie, I realize that you deprived me of my real mother and you just... made my father forget that I was once his son!? It's... it's... -That's right ! Isn't that what you wanted? An awareness grew within me. Virginie was sitting at her desk and tapping her thigh to show me where my place was. -Come and take Mommy in your mouth, my sweet little one! Stressed and confused, I rushed to lick his huge, oozing penis. The only place where I felt safe, and where I could think. Then I began a long and delicious blowjob. How good it felt to feel her in my mouth. The stress and my fears disappeared after the first load of sperm. It was well worth it for this huge and delicious futanari cock. After several minutes Virginie passed a hand under her desk. In her hand she held a measuring tape. I took Mommy's huge cock out of my mouth, not without noises. I looked at her from between her legs, then she said to me. -Here, my Lily, measure what you love so much! Astonished at this request, my mouth full of saliva and his precum, I swallowed this exquisite soup again, to ask him. -Mom, why? She looked down, giving me a disdainful look. -Lily, since when have you been asking this kind of question, it's for information only! Go ! Measure ! I then pulled the part that corresponded to zero from his lower abdomen to the tip of his glorious penis. -Announcement Lily! -Uh I see 62 centimeters long Mommy! -Very good my darling and how wide please?! I took the time to go around his tense and wonderfully veiny member. -13.5 centimeters wide Mom! -Oh very well my darling. Miss Taylor, your tutor asks all the girls in her circle the sizes of their respective mothers. This is important for tracking! -I understand Mom and you think that... -Hurry up and start sucking Lily again, she said, cutting me off, I would like to be able to concentrate on important papers in addition to finalizing certain details with your school! Come on, hurry up! I resumed my work actively. A discoloration stain on the carpet under Mommy's desk was formed where my penis touched the floor. One more sign that I loved spending hours here! I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening under the desk, listening to Mom talk on the phone, typing notes on her computer, and sometimes making facecam calls. Virginie often passed her hand behind my head, when she released heavy and thick sprays of her delicious sperm. During face cam, she managed to cum without anyone suspecting anything. She ran her business in a direct manner. Everyone was obedient, she often repeated to her subordinates “Everyone has their place!” I knew where I belonged! Under the desk between Mom's thigh, absorbing sperm like a sponge. When Stepdaddy asked what I did at the office with Mommy, Virginie told my Stepdaddy that I was his assistant, that's why I spent time in the office. Stepdaddy was very understanding and let us work. He had no idea what my job was with Mom, but Virginie always justified it with: "She helps me process the files." After a few weeks, Dad flew back to work. He was gone for 3 weeks. The same evening he left the house waving at us. Virginie tells me: -My Lily, here we are both! -Oh Mom, it's going to be empty without stepdaddy at home! Mom closed the door. -Don't worry my Lily, I'll fill the void! Virginie went to the living room cabinet, opened a drawer and took out some leather straps. She turned and came back to me. -Lily, please undress and put these straps on your wrists! I complied without a word. All this was new. Virginia was also undressing. Both completely naked, Virginie helped me put on my straps. Once the straps were on my wrists, Virginie lifted me off the ground and gave me a big hug. With my face between those two huge breasts, I could barely breathe. These heavy and soft breasts rested on my frail shoulders. I clung to Mom, wrapping my legs around her hips and my wrists just reaching her shoulders. Mom was a tall woman. Virginie took the time to take the strap from my right hands and tie it to my left ankle. Then she took the strap from my left hand and tied it to my right ankle. The straps went behind his back. From my wrist the straps passed over his shoulders to go down his back towards my ankles. I was pressed against Mom, she took care to hold me tightly against her. The straps were so tight that it hurt a little. Suddenly I felt something warm and wet brush against my anus. -Mom I mmmpf... These breasts were so big that my head was completely buried, it was difficult for me to speak. -Shut up my Lily, I would like some peace and quiet now! Virginie plunged her index finger into her mouth then her finger came out sloppy and wet. He took the path of my contracted anus, not for long... She was making laps around my ass until she plunged her fingers in. What joy... Virginie dilated my ass more and more, once lubricated, I compressed my anus around her finger, trying to keep as much of her saliva inside me as possible. Mom removed her finger and then began the heavy lifting. His glans began to penetrate me. I put up resistance, but Virginie was determined to impale me. Suddenly, his penis burst into my anus, nothing could stop it. -Come on, my Lily, don't move once inside you, I won't come out again until tomorrow morning. That the night was going to be long, but fabulously exciting. Virginie plunged her vigorous penis deep inside me. I felt him pushing my organs from the inside. Virginie had penetrated my life, sentimental, family, and now she penetrated my entire body. How good it was to be submissive to him. I belonged to him entirely. With more than 60 centimeters of flesh inside me, I felt Mom moving. With each of these steps I felt his penis vibrate inside me. Suddenly it was dark, Virginie had put on a sweater. I felt her move, she had to put on her leggings... -It's funny Lily, with this loose sweater you can't even tell that I'm against you! Good thing I have to go to the grocery store. When we go out like this, I want you to stay quiet, enjoy the ride. I wouldn't hesitate to relieve myself in you! I couldn't say anything, any words would have been incomprehensible. Pressed against my mother, I took advantage of these unforgettable sensations. I felt the temperature difference, Mom must be outside. In the dark, only the sensations of his penis connected me to what might be happening outside. Virginie walked quickly, each step was a pleasure. Her heartbeat accelerated, Mom walked quickly. I heard the typical entrance bell of the small grocery store. -Hello Mr. Dumont! Said Virginie in a friendly tone. Old Mr. Dumont couldn't have suspected what was happening in Mom's sweater. -Oh hello Madame Rose! What do you need ? -I would like your organic coffee, the one you recommended to me last time, a bar of chocolate and a pot of coconut oil. I heard Mr Dumont delving into these matters. Mom loved this little grocery store. -Have you seen Mrs. Rose, little Amber lately, in the neighborhood? -No, not to my knowledge, why? -Little Amber came to see me almost every day. I almost considered her my little girl. For a few months I haven't seen her at all, I hope she is well... that nothing serious has happened to her. -You know, young vacancies go about their business, I'm lucky my daughter always stays very close to me! Suddenly Mom released several liters of her thickest sperm. I felt the cum filling me. under the weight of the sperm, I sank even deeper onto Mom's penis. What a pleasure and all this in public in front of old Monsieur Dumont, who suspected nothing. -Did you need anything else Mrs. Rose? -It will be fine, thank you Mr. Dumont. -16.50 if you like. Mom paid her dues to the old grocer. -You know Mr Dumont, I think little Ambre will come back soon. If I see it I will say. She is in the same school as my daughter so well... I will see with my Lily if she has seen Amber recently. -You are very kind Mrs. Rose, mothers like you, beautiful and exemplary, so rare these days. -You upset me sir. -Not at all Madam I think so, we should have more women like you! -Ahah, no more women like me! Thank you Mr Dumont, you are adorable! Virginie then released me, another load of hot cum, I felt my stomach swell. My insides had to leave room for this astronomical quantity of sperm. The divine pleasure of feeling filled made me cum. -Here Madame Rose, it’s for you! For a woman who knows how to run her home properly. I felt Mom take a few steps. -Thank you very much Mr. Dumont! Thank you. I wish you a good evening. -Good evening Madame Rose! Mom left the grocery store, the bell rang then the door closed. Mom was walking quickly, she was sweating a little. His sweat smell was like perfume. He licked the sweat between her breasts. -Ahah I feel you licking me my darling. If you like it so much, last night I slept like this. The evening was short. Mom kept me close to her, not hesitating to fill me with her seed. We went to sleep like this, I felt good against Mom. Of course I could barely speak but this place was a choice place. Stuffed with sperm, I fell asleep peacefully in magnificent enjoyment and ecstasy. Mom was the best Mom in the world!

In the near future, a grim reality awaited those convicted of crimes deemed worthy of the ultimate punishment. In this dystopian tale, inmates found themselves transformed into jesters, their lives forever chained, both figuratively and literally. Forced to live as permanent clowns, they were condemned to wander the halls of a prison, their voices silenced, their every movement imbued with a twisted sense of amusement. Visitors were occasionally permitted inside the prison walls, and it was then that the jester inmates were compelled to perform ridiculous shows, entertaining the onlookers with their forced jests. Among the countless inmates sentenced to this bizarre existence was a young woman by the name of Lily. The day of her arrival at the jester prison was a moment forever etched in her memory. As the towering, iron-clad gates swung open, she stepped hesitantly into a realm she had never imagined. The air was heavy with a lingering sense of despair, the very aura of the prison seemingly suffocating. Lily was led through a labyrinthine maze of arched hallways, her footsteps echoing in the hollow silence. The occasional distant laughter only served to intensify the gravity of her situation. Eventually, she found herself in a dimly lit chamber, where a row of jester costumes adorned the walls. Her heart pounding, Lily approached the table in the center of the room, where a pair of somber prison guards stood solemnly. They handed her a vividly striped outfit, its colors appearing almost garish against the bleak backdrop of the prison. She unfolded the costume, and to her astonishment, she discovered that every piece of clothing was intricately adorned with tiny bells. Like a discordant symphony, these bells would jingle with each step she took, an audible reminder both to herself and others of her new existence as a jester. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, Lily began to undress. She carefully removed her ordinary attire, relinquishing them to a forgotten past. As she donned the striped vest and pants, it felt as though she was putting on a persona rather than a mere costume. In that singular moment, Lily transformed from a person into a representation of mockery, forever confined to the role of the fool. Next came the oversized, floppy shoes. Each shoe was comically enormous, making it near impossible to walk with grace or dignity. The discomfort of the ill-fitting footwear only served to amplify Lily's sense of powerlessness. Lastly, she reached for the iconic clown wig, vibrant and unruly, a crown of absurdity. As she adjusted the wig upon her head, she caught her reflection in a cracked mirror. The once familiar face gazed back at her, now distorted by exaggerated makeup and a painted-on smile which concealed her inner turmoil. Dressed in her jester uniform, Lily took her first hesitant steps into the prison's central courtyard. The jingling of her costume's bells seemed to reverberate throughout the desolate space, filling the air with an eerie soundtrack to her sorrow. For the remainder of that day, and every day thereafter, Lily's existence became a monotonous routine. She walked the prison's halls, her chains dragging at her ankles, her voice forever suppressed. Her days melded together, each one more indistinguishable than the last. When visitors were allowed into the prison, Lily would be shuffled onto a makeshift stage, forced to perform clownish antics for their fleeting amusement. With every exaggerated stumble, every ridiculous gesture, she begrudgingly obliged, her self-worth fading further into the shadows. In the solitude of her cell, Lily would often imagine a different world, a world where chains did not bind her and ridicule did not define her. A world where she could exist as nothing more than herself, free to express her thoughts and dreams without being trapped in the perpetual mockery of a jester's existence. But in the jester prison, such dreams were nothing more than a desperate flicker in the darkness, for Lily and countless others like her were destined never to escape the irony of their fate. The jingling of bells would forever echo, a constant reminder of their transformation into permanent clowns, bound by invisible chains that would follow them to their grave.

The Kindness of Neighbors Part 7 Part 7, David spends another evening under his dominant sister's thumb… and toes. CW:Femdom, Forced Feminization, Sisterdom, light Momdom, Chastity, Humiliation and Maid Work. I stood up and walked over to Jenna where she stood in my doorway. I should clarify (and maybe this is obvious), we are fraternal twins, not identical. She was quite a bit shorter than me. But the dominant smirk she wore on her face made me feel 1 inch tall compared to her. She reached into her bag and pulled out a lacy yellow pair of panties. "Go put these on in the bathroom. Then come back here." I nodded and was reminded of my sister's joy of humiliation as I replied. "Yes, Princess Jenna." My eyes grew wide as my voice was still low and sultry. I realized that Kathy had (probably intentionally) failed to tell me to stop using that voice! Jenna almost fell over laughing as I blushed and rushed to the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and stripped off my pants and boxer briefs. I froze in horror when I did. Kathy had also not removed my chastity cage! When I slid the panties on, my manhood was still compressed and out of sight, leaving me looking smooth down there! I realized that a program might make me ignore the discomfort! Panicking, I slid my pants back on, put my boxer briefs in my pocket and returned to my bedroom where I saw Jenna doing something by my dresser. She looked up and noticed me. "Come here, I have something to show you." I walked over and saw that she was at my underwear drawer. I was shocked by what I saw! The drawer was filled to the brim with panties in all colors and styles. There was everything from soft microfiber panties to skimpy g-strings. I looked at her in shock and found her grinning back at me. "Come on, slave. I'll explain." With that, she closed my drawer, turned on her heels and walked to her room, with her subservient slave in tow. When we entered her room, she closed the door behind us, sat on the edge of her bed, snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor in front of her. Without another word, I knelt in front of her. She smirked down at me, clearly enjoying every second of this. "So you're probably wondering about the panties. Well, Kathy was texting me today and told me all about your session today." A cold chill of dread ran down my back. She knew about my humiliating day of objectification and humiliation? Jenna smiled, nodded and continued. "That's right, she told me all about what you said in today's session. How you don't respect women, how you hold deep resentment toward us and how you fantasize about dominating and abusing us." I breathed a sigh of relief. At least she didn't know EVERYTHING. I looked up at Jenna and was surprised to see sympathy, understanding and caring. "She… she said that it was rooted in dad leaving us and never knowing him. David, dad hurt all of us when he left. I grew up without him too. I feel the same pain you do. You know that right?" I was stunned. Was this a real conversation happening?! She called me 'David' and was speaking from the heart. Was this a sign that she was softening to my plight? Had Kathy made a misstep by bringing dad into this? I nodded to Jenna, letting her know that I understood. Jenna took a deep breath and her face returned to its dominant expression. "Good, then you'll understand what I'm about to say. It's not fair to blame mom and me for his leaving. You are punishing us and all women for what a man did, and that ends here! Kathy says that getting you in touch with your feminine side will help you work past this deep set hatred you have and she insists that the more degrading this is, the more helpful it will be for you." And there it was. Kathy hadn't made a mistake, she had made sure that new torturous punishments and treatment could 'ethically' be introduced at home. And as far as she knew, Jenna could now let loose and think that she was helping her brother. I could have killed Kathy in that moment, but even that thought sent a painful jab straight through my brain. "So to help you, Kathy used CashApp earlier to send me money to buy you panties." She started cackling as she continued. "Because it's probably pretty hard to try and act like some big, tough, strong man when your in frilly little girl panties!" When she finished, she fell over laughing at the absurdity of the idea. I could only kneel and take it until she finished. "So, let's help you get more in touch with your girly side. You'll give me a manny/peddy with French tips. Oh wait." She grabbed her phone and scrolled through some text messages. "Kathy said to tell you 'Make my nails perfect and make them FRENCH.'" That was the trigger word. I looked on her bed and saw that she had all of her nail polishing supplies ready. My body took the supplied and got started. I spent an hour, bent over and painstakingly painting each nail to perfection. My hands and back got sore from the posture, but my brain prod wouldn't let me stop until each nail was perfect. After I was done, Jenna looked like she had more for me to do, but we heard mom coming up the stairs calling my name. Jenna rolled her eyes in annoyance and looked at me. "Well, I guess I shouldn't be selfish with the household slave. Go. But stop using that stupid voice. Kathy said mom doesn't know everything and that's probably for the best. She said, "If you don't respond well to my order to check your phone." I took out my phone and saw I did have a text from Kathy. Kathy: Your sister said she enjoyed your voice, but speak normally to your mother. She doesn't need to know what's going on yet. Give me time, one day you'll be an obedient little sissy slave both at my house and your mother's. I promise you that. I groaned as I left Jenna's room and found mom at the top of the stairs. She looked a little annoyed with me. "David, I really appreciate the changes you're making and I'm very happy with your progress, but you are not living up to your new commitments. The laundry is piling up in the laundry room and that was something you said you would handle." I felt a sharp pain in my head, my punishment for failing in my duties. "I'm so sorry mom. I have no excuse. I'll get started on it right away." Mom raised an eyebrow. "Yes you will, but you owe me something first. Come with me." I followed mom to the living room and sat next to her on the couch. "My feet are so sore. Rub them for me and tell me how your session went today." With that, mom kicked off her shoes and put her stockinged feet on my lap. I spent about 20 minutes rubbing her feet and regurgitating the cover story that was implanted in my mind. As I spoke, mom's attitude toward me changed, becoming less annoyed and more understanding. "Oh David. I always suspected that your dad leaving had some effect, but you never wanted to talk to me about it. I'm so sorry that you feel so hurt that you strike out against others. But Kathy is right, you have to stop punishing others for your pain. Does that make sense?" I nodded my head. "Yes mom. I'm so sorry for taking my anger out on you and all women. I realize now that my male hormones and affinity towards violence led me down this destructive path. I hope that my chores and service will help me get a new, more constructive perspective." I gritted my teeth at the words I was saying. Forcing me to blame my male hormones would just sink in the fact that I would be better off as a sissy! Darn that woman! I endured another punishing mental jab for that sentiment. Mom was smiling at me. "Wow, Kathy is really helping you get a new perspective! Well, my feet and mind feel much better. Get the laundry done before you go to bed okay?" I nodded, knowing that the laundry would probably only take me about an hour and a half. I got to the laundry room and found a modest stack of laundry. I got to work, but was heavily guided by my mental prod. First of all, I found that I needed to separate panties from the rest of the clothes. As I started a load of darks, I carried the panties to the sink and to my chagrin, I started hand washing them all. As I did the laundry, I found that there were new thorough practices that must have been part of my new chore programming. I hand washed the panties and stockings, made sure that the washer and dryer setting were uniquely set for each individual load and after the dryer, I found myself ironing each individual piece of clothing. It took me hours of slaving over each individual garment and sorting the clothes into different laundry baskets. By the time I carried the baskets and set mom's clothes by her door and Jenna's clothes by hers, it was well after midnight. I dragged myself into bed, physically exhausted from the non-stop chores and mentally exhausted from the torture, humiliation and mental discipline I had suffered throughout the day. As I laid down, I wondered how I could possibly go on another day, but then I saw Kathy's sadistic smile in my minds eye and heard her voice in my head, answering my miserable thoughts. "You'll go on because I own you, and I say so." To be continued…

This story was inspired by a good friend of mine that wears red high heeled shoes while he works from home. Please comment below if you like my story. It started off so innocently, Jim Harris had done his computer job for almost three years, it was March 2020 when he was hired, it was a weird year everyone in his office was working from home, he was the best at what he did, no one could come close to Jim’s output, trouble was Jim could do this job while standing on his head, so boredom was a natural progression. One day Jim was staring around his living room and noticed that his girlfriend had left a pair of her shoes in the middle of the floor, they looked very sexy lying there with their huge black heel, I wonder what its like for her to wear them, he thought. He looked round the living room not knowing why he was looking, no one was there, he was tempted to try them on but dismissed the idea as crazy, but as the day went on, and the more bored he got, he thought what harm

A Prison of My Own Making A short story about a husband who regrets encouraging his wife to embrace her darker side. CW: Femdom, Brainwashing, Bondage, Latex, Non-Con and Manipulation. Marital bliss, the goal of marriage pushed on us by Hallmark, Valentines Day and animated movies about princesses who talk to animals. It's the unobtainable paradigm that so many have lost their minds trying to find. Don't get me wrong, marriage has been a rewarding and enriching experience, but anyone who tells you it ends with a 'happily ever after' is trying to sell you an overpriced necklace, a box of chocolates or a movie ticket.  My name is Jerry and I'm married to my beautiful wife Allison. Okay, she's no supermodel, but her slender frame, wide hips and dimpled smile were enough to melt my heart. We met working at a retail job in our mid 20's and hit it off right away. We had common interests and shared a mutual attraction. I am no Adonis myself. I'm 6 feet tall, have a chubby build and not

Part 25 When Sandra woke up, the sun was already shining through the gaps in the shutters. The pressure in her bladder had completely disappeared. She woke up and got out of bed, feeling her crotch and then her feet. Nothing. Not a drop to be felt. Sandra had wet herself once when she was tied up by Alex in her catsuit and he hadn't paid any attention to her. So she knew what a puddle in a rubber suit felt like. It will certainly clear up, thought Sandra and looked at her watch. It's already past 8 o'clock. Time for Daniela to come out of her prison. The little mouse had to burst already. But to get Daniela out of the vacuum bed, she absolutely had to wake Jen, so she stepped around the bed and leaned over her. "Jen sweetie, wake up," Sandra whispered and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Jen blinked, turned onto her back and looked at Sandra. "Night over already? It was so nice lying here, against Daniela and with so many layers of latex." "Rise and shine. Daniela will certainly have

My girlfriend Alsana is a wonderful woman. I really do love her, despite what she's done to me. I've been female for the last week and she keeps changing me physically in various ways. Alsana won't change me back, no matter how much I beg, promise, try to seduce her to give me my dick back. I can say that I'm happy that she didn't change me mentally. When I asked her why, a few days ago, she told me that she loves me and the reason she turned me into a woman is because she wanted me to see what it was like. That, and the fact that she thought I could learn more about how to please a woman in bed better after spending time as one. She also told me that it wasn't that I didn't give her orgasms or unable to please her in bed. It was that I didn't like giving her the foreplay and sensuality she craved in a lover. Now let's rewind to how thos happened... Alsana comes home after spending a weekend at her girl friend's house. This is a typical thing every couple of weeks. She goes there so they can have girl time and unwind without men around so they can be themselves. I suspected they just wanted to fart without the total embarrassment. Giggles... just a joke for those that don't know me. Anyway, she comes home Monday afternoon and I was already home from work. It was five p.m. and I greeted her, asked if she had fun on her weekend away from me, kissed her softly and spanked her ass. I told her that I was happy she was home and that I missed her, which was true. One thing Alsana always did like about me is that I try to be a progressive person because I like to wear women's clothes once in a while. When I told her, I thought she'd blow a fucking gasket, like most women do. She got this shocked look on her face, "Really? So, if I took my bra off right now, would you wear it for me?" It was my turn to be shocked. I'd already prepared for the usual response of being called a pervert, sick in the head, told I needed help, and several other things women have said over the twenty five years of my life. "Wait, what? You're not upset that I like to wear girl clothes sometimes?," I asked. My face dripping with confusion. I mean, I knew women like this existed, but I never dreamed I'd be lucky enough to find one. She scooted closer to me on the couch, put her hand on the back of my head, and pulled me in for a wonderfully loving kiss. That was months ago and sex only got better with her from then on. We explored each other's kinks, fetishes, and bodies. But last Monday she told me she had a surprise that was going to blow my mind. When we were exploring each other's fun sides, she'd even asked me if I'd ever be willing to try being a real female if I ever got the chance, if it was temporary, of course. Of course I would. Nobody in the existence of the human race can tell me they haven't wondered what being the opposite sex would be like. I'd call them a liar if they tried. Anyway, Alsana was more bouncy and happier than usual that afternoon. So, I asked, "What's got you in such an exuberant mood baby? And what's the surprise?" She held up a finger, dug in her weekend bag, pulls out one of her girl friend's huge k cup bras and a pair of hot lacy, but satiny panties, and holds them out to me. "I want you to try these on for me, love. I think I want my hot little bitch for dinner tonight. My weekend at Coretta's was amazing and there's more than this to come," she tells me. So I go to the bedroom, strip naked, and step into the panties, which were a thong. "Mmmmm, I wish that ass was bubbled enough to look as delicious as you are love," she says and snaps her fingers. My ass suddenly felt weird and tingly. I turned around, reaching for my own ass, feeling it beginning to grow rounded. But not like in the movies or stories you'd find on the internet. The muscles in my butt cheeks gently began to enlarge, making it gain shape as my hands slid over it. I gasped in shock and surprise as that tingling turned into this sexy, sensual pleasure, as if she was kissing every inch of my bulging butt cheeks. My eyes flew open, wider rhan dinner plates. I swear. "Wha... what the fffuuucckkk? My... my ass is...," I babbled. "Yes, my love. Your ass is growing to become a bubble butt," she giggled. I groaned in how good it felt as my cheeks expanded with more muscle as it gained shape and size as it continued to grow rounder and more pronounced. She walks over, putting my arms around her neck, and starts kissing me as her hands begin to caress and squeeze my bubbling butt cheeks. I whimpered in pleasure as we kissed. Then she softly speaks in my ear, "Coretta had this stone that granted wishes and she let me use it. What I wished for isn't what you're thinking though." She spanked me, and unlike it normally felt, which wasn't a turn on, it sent shockwaves of sensual pleasure through the lower half of my body. I moaned as she kissed my chest, feeling how my ass was getting tighter, firmer, and much fuller. "I wish you had the sexy hips of that girl you showed me before I went for my weekend retreat," she stated and again snapped her fingers. Before I could react, I felt my hips wobble a little, like I was off balance, and then this weird pushing shifting sensation as my hips began to widen. I walked to the mirror in the bathroom, watching as my hips were spreading wider and becoming rounder like a girl's. It didn't hurt and wasn't necessarily uncomfortable. I gasped in surprise as I watched my hips become sexy and rounded, making me have baby making hips. It took a minute before my hips were finished, leaving me looking odd with only my hips and ass looking more like a girl's would. "Baby, what are you doing?," I asked as I stood up straight. My lower half wobbling slightly from the unsteady feeling of my changed hips. I was more afraid than anything but my dick thought it was hot as I noticed the bulge it was causing in the panties I had on. She walked in behind me, wrapped her arms around me like I'd do to her, "I think it's time to introduce you to your feminine side love. Now, i really wish you had Coretta's huge k cup bra on for me." Then she snapped her fingers. The bra materialized out of thin air onto my body. Fully adjusted to me like it was made to fit my body, even though I was still mostly male. "It fits perfectly, don't you think? I just wish you'd grow the very pleasurable breasts you need to fill the bra in a very erotic way," Alsana said and again snapped her fingers. I gasped in pleasure as my nipples stiffened, "Wait. Baby, please. Oh God, my chest," I moaned. My nipples were itchy as I felt them begin to grow thicker and longer and much more sensitive. The fabric of the bra sliding just over the tips as they were becoming more sensitive. This sensual aching began to envelop my chest just under them as I felt this odd bulging beginning to build. Alsana reached up as I groaned, her hands just under my now growing, pleasurably growing breasts, and she squeezed at my nipples. I couldn't help bending forward into her hands as I squealed, gasped, and groaned in stunned delight. Skin stretching on my chest to accommodate my developing, pleasure tits. "See how good breasts can feel, love? Now just relax and enjoy this and grow those huge, fat, heavy tits for me," she said. Alsana squeezed my b cup breasts as they continued to subvert my mind with pleasurable sensations. My dick was so fucking hard and I was getting more aroused by the second. I leaned forward, bracing myself on the bathroom sink as she continued to fondle my slowly bulging, feminizing chest turned breasts. "Fuck. Fuck, baby stop. Oh my fucking God. I feel like I'm gonna cream in my panties," I whimpered in desperate pleasure. I could feel my skin softening and getting smoother as my breast pushed outward in waves of erotic pleasure. My nipples, covered by the bra and her palms, felt so hard and tingled with sensitivity. She kissed the back of my neck and I couldn't help moaning as I stuck my ass out instinctively. I felt her bump me like I've done to her so many times before. I was starting ro feel warmer all over instead of just getting harder and hornier like men do. The developing mammary glands in my chest was much different from how my sister described the experience of growing her breasts. Instead of it being painful, I felt like there were kisses and licks and tender touches bulging my skin outward as my skin felt like sensually stretching satin fabric. I could just barely make out the shape of my nipples and areolae as she continued to squeeze my growing breasts. She leaned over me as I was dumbfounded by how hot my body was becoming from the erotic sensations spreading throughout my growing chest. "I wish you'd feminize and shhrink down to a few inches shorter than me as you become more physically girly," Alsana said softly into my ear. "Oh God," I groaned with the erotic sensations cascading throughout my now feminizing body. Every millimeter of my skin feeling like someone was blowing on it so lightly as it became softer and smoother while my body hair receded into peach fuzz. The stubble on my face following suit as my face began to slowly shift and become more feminine. Everything seemed to get bigger as my height began to diminish gently. It was all so smooth in execution as my legs, torso, arms, everything shrinking me from 6'2" to 5'4" tall over a few very mind numbing minutes. My chest continued to build in size, helping to dull my thoughts of fear and shock as the erotic sensations cascaded through my entire body. My waist was slowly shrinking inward as the bottom two pair of my ribs were being used to make my body become more of an hourglass shape. My torso shrank to give me that natural female body top. Making my now dd's more prominent and pronounced. They were getting heavier as each excruciating pleasurable moment passed. My nipples were so hard that I knew they'd cut diamonds, but the pleasure from how they tingled were making me desperately horny. Even though I could feel my dick slowly becoming shorter, I couldn't seem to care in my pleasure addled state. "Please... please stop. I... fuck... I can't... aaahhhhh... take... uuggnnnn... much more ooofff tthiissss," I begged her. I thought it funny how I could smell my own scent becoming more feminine as I slowly, carefully, turned to face her. My center of gravity was so very off from how a man's body typically moves as my f cup breasts gained the prominent weight and momentum on my body. I admit that, even though it was scary and disconcerting to feel my body being forced to change and transform, I was enjoying how wonderful and feminine and sexy my entire body was feeling as I continued to grunt, moan, groan, and whimper as my voice was increasing in octave and pitch as I became increasingly feminine. "Mmmmmm, look at those melons grow, love. I bet you can barely think straight right now. You must be so overwhelmingly horny," Alsana teased. Pushing her own f cup breasts against mine. Oh my God, you wouldn't believe how erotic it felt. Both of our pillowy breasts being squished against each other. The pleasure bursting through my nipples made me wanna cum so badly, but all I could do is look up into her eyes as I whimpered in desperation. "You wanna know what I think would be so fun, love? I wish your tight little hole back there felt more closely in sensitivity to how my pussy lips feel," she stated. The snap of her fingers resonating in my ears and saturating my brain in ecstatic anxiety. My hole twitched, sending erotic sensations exploding into my rectum as I sank down, bending my knees, squealing and whimpering like a slut. The pleasure I felt from my hole spreading deeper into my ass as I watched Alsana slowly go to her knees. She looked at the throbbing bulge in my tight little panties. The way she slid down to her knees caused her breasts to slide down over what was still my manhood. She was kissing down my belly as she knelt in front of me. I felt like my cock was going to melt from how hot it made me feel as she did this. My huge hh cup tits felt so fucking heavy but I loved it. My entire body felt so intrinsically feminine and wonderfully sensual. Alsana looked up at me as I panted like a bitch in heat, her smile reminded me of the Cheshire cat from Alice in wonderland. My balls felt so tight and full as my not so sizeable dick throbbed inside my tented panties. I was barely clinging to my sanity as it was because of how horny and hot and needy I felt. Alsana slid her hands up my plump, softened thighs, up my now womanly, rounded hips, causing me to shiver in anticipation. I must have looked so fucking desperate. She then said, in a teasing manner, "I wish that when you cum that you transform completely into a fully natural and fully functional female," snapping her fingers just begore sliding my panties down a bit. Making them even more snug as they snagged at my very sensitive dick. I could feel my bra beginning to fill out with my growing girl meat, my unusually large baby feeders as they continued to grow. The throbbing in my huge, long nipples sending waves of erotic sensations throughout my breasts as I whined. I could feel my hair weighing my head down as it hung in the periphery of my vision. I licked my dry lips, getting to experience the feeling of how much fuller and plumper they'd become. "Fuck, you... uuggnnnnn... you can't baby.You can't make me be a woman," I whined. She looked up at me like the cat that caught the canary, "You've been wondering what it's like as a woman for a very long time and now you're about to find out what it feels like to lose your cock, your manhood." She pulled at my panties, teasing me as she slid them from side to side. I stood on my toes in excruciating erotic sensation just before she pulled down, making my dick spring free of the confines of the panties. I uncontrollably threw my head back, moaning like I was gasping for air. I felt her mouth suddenly enveloping my cock and holy fuck was it so much more sensitive than any man's ever had been. I nearly came just from her doing this. I was holding on to the sink, trying not to drop to my knees. My breasts still filling the cups of the bra like fleshy ballons expanding in a cacophony of erotic pleasure. The fabric touching my nipples so softly and delicately, like a tongue just grazing at the tips. My voice sounded so fucking girly and feminine that I damn sure didn't recognize it. Then, Alsana began to lick the head of my super sensitive dick, trapped just behind her big lips. My legs shuddered as they weakened from the absolute drowning pleasure I felt. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. Like a sigh of relief as every muscle in my body tensed. My mind spun one way, my head the other like opposing lanes of traffic swirling the wind between. She sucked softly, released that pressure quickly, sliding her hands over my thighs towards the back of my body. She took my now girl cock deeper into her mouth, sucking just slightly harder. I wanted so badly to put my hand on her head to guide her to suck my dick, but for fear that I'd drop like a stone in my pleasure addled state, I didn't dare let go of that sink. She sucked me into her mouth, coating me in her saliva, pulled her head back, making my dick feel like it was swelling harder. Repeating this slow, maddening blow job and I couldn't help loving it. My tits were beginning to snuggle into the cups as they were nearly fully grown. The sensation from my nipples pressing against the fabric, the weight of my breasts settling into the cups more, and the slow, teasing blow job I was being given was absolute torture in the most maddeningly pleasurable way. I began to breathe harder, kind of like not being able to catch your breathe because you really can't breathe and wanting to cry out in agonizing pleasure at the same time. Her hands sliding around to caress my bulbous butt cheeks, raking her nails over them to give that feeling of being clawed at in an erotic manner. I stood up on my toes, which only made the suction harder as my dick tried to followe out of her mouth. Being 5' 4" tall was so much different as my dick didn't pull out of her mouth as far as it had been. The cups of my bra becoming so full and snug with the size and weight of my enormous k cup breasts felt amazing and disconcerting. They were so heavy and the bra provided so much relief from how heavy they felt. Alsana began to suck my throbbing cock as she normally would at this point. I gasped and moaned at how good it felt. The pleasure was so much more intense than when I was just a boy. The soles of my feet tingled as my nipples throbbed similar to how my cock was. My enormous tits aching to be fondled, groped, played with in any way. Her head bobbing up and down, the sensation making me feel like I was on the verge of orgasm. My cock feeling like it was swelling to its limit each time she pulled her head back. Her hands squeezing my firm, round, but softer butt cheeks. And then she did something she'd never ever done before. She slid her index finger down between my cheeks until she found my tight little hole. Stopping to rub at it and drive me crazy with super hot lust. I couldn't help that I clenched in anticipation, trapping her finger in place for a moment. I groaned in my completely female voice, being more whimper than anything. I was so glad that she always kept her nails trimmed short as she began to push at my hole like she was probing to find her way in. She wiggled said finger which elicited a hitching gasp from me before her finger slid into me. My sphincter relaxed, I groaned with need, feeling her wiggling it further into me. Then, she hit my prostate, causing me to tense up and clench. Which caused her to begin rubbing my prostate like she was jilling me off. I repeatedly moaning loudly, trying to stand on my toes to get away from the pleasure. Alsana pulled her finger back slightly, then stuffed it into me like she was breaking for a game of pool. My ass clenched with how good it felt, trapping her finger up my ass like a chinese.finger trap. She was into me knuckle deep and started bumping me, hitting my prostate that I could only compare the pleasure to having the crease in the head of your dick being tapped at by a tongue. My eyes began to twitch, my dick pulsating wildly, my nipples throbbing like mad, and all this making me feel like I'd lose my mind at any second. My orgasm was building like a ballon becoming tighter as air was blown into it, little by little. My legs began to quiver, the muscles losing their cohesive sturdiness. My hole was clenching and releasing like a statving leech trying to get blood from a stone. I started squealing like a stuck pig, with the knife being made of incomprehensible pleasure. My dick twitched, then pulsed, then convulsed rapidly multiple times in quick succession as she did the same to my poor sensitive prostate. My tits had the bra so tight, which was oddly comforting as my abdominal muscles began to convulse. That's when my orgasm broke, like a dam during a catastrophic failure. My dick started spurting thick ropes of cum, my legs buckling more with each pulse of orgasm. My entire body shuddering like someone going through an epileptic seizure. I couldn't help screaming like she was trying to kill me with pleasure as I went down like a sack of nuts. Once my orgasm finished, that's when the reality of her last wish set in. This very odd pulling sensation began in my groin. Feeling like something was pulling me open as something else was pulling my balls inside of me as the opening was following them. I began bucking wildly as my pelvis began to shift, getting wider on the vertical axis as my ball sack began to separate along the seam. I was flailing for something, anything to hold on to to keep my sanity in check as I could feel my sex changing to female. That's when everything went black as I passed out from the overload of pleasure short cicuited my poor brain. I don't know how long I was out, but I came to with a start and gasping like a fish out of water. Feeling Alsana holding me, telling me it was ok, stroking my hair. I couldn't believe it. I had been transformed completely into a woman with these enormous fucking breasts. I felt... whole and wanted to bolt at the same time. Back to the present... I really don't know how long she intends to keep me like this. After a week of being stuck as a super busty woman, Alsana making love to me constantly, forcing completely female orgasms from my needy little pussy, I'm at a total impasse. On one hand, I want to be the man I am again. On the other, I'm struggling with the fact that I'm really starting to love being female and how my body feels and reacts to how she makes me feel in every way. Alsana told me that I have the choice about whether to go back to just being a man or continue to be the woman she's turned me into. I'm so confused about what I should do. What direction I should go. How's she going to react when I tell her that I really don't want to go back to being a man anymore. It's all her fault for turning me into a woman and making me love her even more. I know I should be furious with her for doing this to me and making me feel this way but all I can do is love her for it.

Day Twelve: Tender, Service and Care Sarah’s return to work was graced with a return of her favourite customer, his name was Milo Drake. Milo was a man aged in his late 20s, he was extremely wealthy and would pay for two hours of her time. He would talk about his late father, his sisters and his sweet mother. He would tell jokes and give her an extra 20. He asked about the new piercings and even gave her advice. This evening was no different, Milo arranged for two hours and a room with no cameras. Sarah was glad to have him, she was happy to listen to him talk. Milo was also the only one that paid for the full service but told her to keep the panties on. While Sarah worked, she pretended she didn’t have a husband, but knew her boundaries, she never actually did anything that wasn’t approved by Steve. Today Milo surprised her. “One of my sister’s got divorced, she finally left him, she wasn’t safe with him, I saw the bruises, I wished I knew sooner, I would have hit him so bad, he

What an exhausting day for Omalicha, she stretched herself wondering if tomorrow will be worth getting up for or just stay on her bed all day. Ever since she had finished her educational career in Lagos and moved abroad, to Japan for greener pastures. She had been doing the odd job here and there, barely able to afford the ridiculously high rent for this walk-in closet her landlord called an apartment until she got hired in a game developing company called Drop Games X and moved to a larger apartment which was high costing too. Living abroad was hard but at first she liked her job and the place she was working in. But things changed, she wondered if she stayed back home would her life been better, her love for her job quickly ran out because of how distressful and how underpaying the job was. Getting out of bed everyday had become an ordeal, even the simple act of brushing her teeth in the morning siphoned the little vitality she had. At work she had no friends which made things more difficult for her, Daichi Naiporo the new head artist noticed that she was really having it hard depression and anxiety was slowly eating her up, despite that she continued to give it her all Daichi was impressed, Omalicha was intelligent, responsible and hardworking and Daichi seemed to like that about her. Daichi became fond of her he wanted to help her with everything but he feared it might cause more trouble. Every time he offered to help her out she would declined. He got along with everybody except for her, which distressed him. "Miss Ekpunobi, do you have a minute"Daichi said "As you can see I don't"Omalicha said as she stretched herself, her shirt pulled up exposing her midriff. Daichi was consciously staring at her belly and noticed that she had an OUTIE. His manhood awakened in his tight pants to the point he became uncomfortable. Omalicha didn't notice anything Daichi remained silent for moment, he gazed at her cute bellybutton which shaped like an upside down heart. Daichi smacked her belly in a playful way and told her to pull her shirt down and she did, she was embarrassed. Daichi was relieved, he had a thing for bellybuttons especially OUTIES, seeing one just like that was surprising and tempting,he might've lost his self-control and thus reveal his bellybutton fetish. Omalicha was cool she wasn't weirded out at all but she was confused and embarrassed why would the new Head Artist take an interest on her. "You see I've been working abroad for the past three years until I returned weeks ago as you know, working here is difficult and it would be nice if got to spend time with you and know you" "You...the head artist, want to know about me"she said reaching for her bag "Yes" he said "I don't have time for this maybe next time" "C'mon I know this Inn that just opened a few days ago which serves the best roasted pork we can go there and have dinner" "Like I said I don't have time and besides I don't have the money for butadon and Ryokans around here are expansive" "I'll pay for everything"he said "No thank you, I'm on a mission and guys are a destruction"she said "I'm not asking you out"he said "Oh ok"she smiled smugly "No actually I am asking you out" "No thanks, I was hurt the last time someone asked me out, I don't want to go through that again" "You're cute but I'm sorry I can't"she laughed as she walked away from him "But why" Omalicha slowly and sexily descended the stairs. Daichi's eyes were locked onto her plump rear as she walked down. Omalicha was so ethereal, her aura was something else Daichi was in awe as he watched her sway her hips left and right, she turned her head and gave Daichi a wink before disappearing down the stairs. Daichi sighed in happiness wondering about the things he could do to her and bellybutton. In the next morning still in her pajamas, Omalicha was standing in her balcony looking at commuters busy rushing up and down taking intricate patterns like ants in a nest, she then looked to her left and saw someone familiar. Daichi was there in his balcony, sitting on a chair wearing a purple gown scrolling through his phone while taking a sip of coffee. Omalicha turned her head around and acted as if she didn't see him. "Hey I was wondering when were you going to wake up"Daichi said putting his phone down "Hey I'm talking you" Omalicha kept ignoring him "Yes what do you want!"she turned around and gave him a dirty look "A "good morning" would be nice" "Please do me a favour and leave me alone" "You have questions don't you, as to why am I here"he smiled "No I don't" she pouted "Sure, I'm coming over"he said with a slight grin on his face "Heh.. what.. don't come" "Sorry I'm coming" he said a he rushed back inside. Omalicha rushed back too and locked the door. "Omalicha! come out come out"he called "What do you want" "C'mon I just want to talk to you"he chuckled "You're a creep, get lost" she said as she leaned with her back behind the door struggling to hold her laughter "Ok"he said with a frown slowly walking back as if his factory settings got reset Omalicha laughed and then unlocked the door, Daichi heard the sounds he rushed back and waited patiently on the door. "Mr Naiporo, your one interesting fellow" "I get that a lot, but I'm mad... really mad"he leaned on door frame giving Omalicha a dirty look "Why"she chuckled and shook her head lightly "You called me a creep" "I mean you sure sounded like one" "I've been called many things in past, but creep now that's going too far" "Ok ok I take it back you're not a creep,Sheesh" She said but Daichi ignored her "Ok I'm sorry" Omalicha said and Daichi smiled Both of them were silent for her while so silent that it became awkward. Daichi fidgeted with his fingers, and his eyes were darting around, Omalicha became annoyed because of the sudden silence, she could see he had something to say. "I know you have something to say, just spit it out" "I like you"he said boldly "Heh.. what how can you be so straight forward and upfront like that." She felt an unexpected warmth flooding her body and her face radiated revealing a shimmer on her forehead and on the cheeks. "You're intelligent, responsible and hardworking.. I like that". "There are thousands of women like that."she said as her cheeks glowed more "But I like you" "I know you don't mean what you're saying it's all tatemae".she folded her arms and looked away "No I'm being honest".he said "I'm too blunt you know, well that's what people say, I'm sure when you get to know me you won't like that." "I don't see the problem with that". he said "Well a lot people don't think so, especially Ken he thinks I'm too blunt I have to tone it down. It's exhausting to keep this tatemae, I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells because I can't use tatemae, and it's hard to tell if somebody is being genuine or not". she said "I understand, I've been living in Ireland for the last three years and people there were blunt and brutally honest, at first I felt like my coworkers were rude maybe is because I was used to a lot of tatemae but as time went on I began to appreciate it because it showed me that they trusted that I can handle honesty. I always thought you couldn't be polite without telling lies but they proved me wrong". Daichi said "At least you can understand it". "It's still hard, insincerity is toxic I'd prefer someone to be honest even if it hurts me". he said "I've been living here for months and I just found out about tatemae weeks ago, I thought it was something that everyone and everywhere does it's just that people in Japan have a name for it but I was just wrong, it was embedded in the Japanese culture. To be honest, that made me second guess everything someone tells me. When I started working here Ken would take out me for lunch and help me with everything but he started ignoring me,for months I wondered about this, then I found out that he was obliged to take me out and everything, what he said about "looking forward to being buddies" was just tatemae". That messed me up but I'm glad that he apologized". "That must've slowly dismantled the fairytale fantasy you had about Japan". he said with a smug. "Yes"she laughed "I guess we shouldn't romantisize anything, anyways won't you be going to work." "Yes, I'm just going to relax and stay in the bed all day." She stretched herself "Why, Ken is going to fire you." "At this point I don't care, I'm just exhausted I need some me time, I asked for a personal date and Ken denied me one and I never ask for anything, I work my ass off and for what, the peanuts that I get?, I just can't anymore my wellbeing comes first and jobs are replaceable." "I guess that makes the two of us, Ken will be pissed, but I don't care It's a Friday and I want to have some fun, wanna join me" "Nah thanks and you haven't explained to me about you living here now" "Oh yeah I moved here last night, and I'm the landlord's son" "I can see where you got it from, your mom is quite the women, she's very persuasive she can't take no for answer" "I sorry about that, she was a saleswoman before starting a real estate company." Daichi moved closer Omalicha took a step back"Don't be, anyways see you on Monday" "C'mon"Daichi smiled at Omalicha, from where he had been standing."This is my honne, I like you and I saw your bellybutton yesterday , it's sexy and know you think this is weird but that's how I feel." Daichi went on about his feelings while she stood there, her body flared as if she was the Human Torch. She couldn't take anymore she excused herself, covering her blushing face, ran inside. She locked herself in her room, breathing heavily she asked herself why she felt this way. She hasn't been overwhelmed with such feelings in ages, she had the same intense feeling when she was little playing the New Super Mario Wii game running away from King Bill while listening to Young Girl A. It was so intese that she started sweating. After a while Omalicha came out and gave Daichi a wicked grin. And then both of them exchanged evil grins before bursting into laughter. Omalicha thought it was her personal day maybe she should give what the body needs. "Here it is, but I don't think it's sexy"she said showing Daichi her bellybutton "No it's sexy can I lick it"he asked moving in front of her and squatted "No, bellybuttons are inherently unhygienic"she nuzzled her nose "So let's clean it"he picked her up by her ass, and her bosom pressed against his chest, he took a whiff and Omalicha smelled like rainbows he thought,her pleasant smell drived him crazy. Daichi took her to her room and layed her on the bed and cushioned her head with a pillow. Omalicha buried her face in her hands embarrassed, she had never showed her bellybutton to any guy let alone allowing a guy to clean it, it was hideous she thought. On the other hand Daichi was having a blast as he jammed up to Tiny Little Adiantum looking for the q tips in the drawers. "Daichi" "Yes" "You meant what you said, right?" "About what?"he asked "About my bellybutton, you said it was sexy" "Yes it is, don't worry ever since I met you I've never used tatemae, and I'll try to keep it that way" "Oh ok" she said "I've found them!"he said with excitement after reaching for the q tips container "So Daichi what's so arousing about bellybuttons" she asked He took his time and gulped"I believe in this world of sexuality nearly anything is possible. Almost anything can be sexually arousing to someone, somewhere. Humans happen to be complex creatures, and our ability to use imaginations never fails to astonish. So we shouldn't belittle anyone for their kinks and fetishes." "And yes, bellybuttons are arousing too, personally I just like how they look and how they feel when you play with them or torture them. Some people can't reach the climax if they don't get their bellybutton played with or tortured. Believe it or not many people can get an orgasm from playing with their bellybutton, it's so pleasurable that you can literally cum." "Interesting, but mine is sensitive not in a pleasurable way, I once accidentally flicked my bellybutton with a rubber band, it hurt so bad that I couldn't wear anything over for hours" "That can happen,but I promise I'll be gentle and if you feel any discomfort don't hesitate to tell me"he said reaching the q tip "Ok" She stared and bit her lip. She knew what was coming, without warning Daichi sticked the q tip by the bottom bumpy crevice where the heart shape started. Omalicha let out a squeal "Eeeeeeeepppppp" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"he blushed as she curled up her toes and became stiff "Go.. go head, it didn't hurt my bellybutton is just unbearably sensitive" "Oh ok, I'll be even more gentle."he wiped the sweat on his fore head Daichi traced through the folds with the q tip, Omalicha let out a "Mmmmm" signalling she was enjoying it as the q tip picked up all the gunk inside. She closed her eyes savoring the moment as Daichi gave it more strength swirling through the folds,it was so satisfying. After a couple of swirls Daichi disposed the q tip and then stretched the folds to see if there was any gunk left. "It's clean"he sighed with delight "So what now"she asked. Daichi got on top of her and unbuttoned her top pajama,her belly was fully exposed now. "This makes me feel naughty in all kinds of waty"he confessed swirling his finger around her bellybutton. She chortled in embarrassment, she moved her head to the side and shut her eyes preparing for what's to come. "Get on with it" she said shyly "Shhhhh! I'm going to melt your mind and body with pleasure, just like you want me too"he whispered to her ear. She didn't know when it was coming but her senses were now hyper alert. Without warning Daichi darted his tongue back and forth between the thick folds with lightning quickness. Omalicha let out a howling laughter "WUUUUUUU HUUUU HUUUHU HUUUU HUUUHU HUUUU". Omalicha began to struggle moving her legs restlessy on the sheets, she tried rolling away but Daichi grabbed her by the hips and hold her in good position. She let out a piercing scream "DAICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" but he ignored her he continued mercilessly darting his tongue like a spear with more quickness. "DAICHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" she screamed. Daichi filled every crevice with his saliva, and tasted the insides while she began sweating heavily. He changed his motion with the tip of his tongue he started wiggling the tip of her bellybutton which sent her to hysterics. She was laughing like crazy moving her arms up and down. "HAHAHAHA HAAHAAA HAAA", Daichi kept going she moved her head side ways to the point he was struggling to hold her down as she thrusted her body up, Daichi was sweating but his excitement was high he kept attacking her bellybutton with his tongue. She was on beast mode she kept throwing her hands furiously nearly hitting Daich on the face. Daichi paused "Woahhh I'm scaroused"Daichi panted between words and took a huge breath before wiping the sweat on his face which was now red "Scaroused, haha is that even a word" she said panting "Yes, you were moving violently" "What was I supposed to do my bellybutton is very sensitive, My body just moved on it's own I couldn't do anything besides that" "Interesting, what other situations does your body move on it's own" he asked with a devilish grin "I don't know"she covered her face "Ok but do you want to continue with this" "Yessss"she whispered urgently "Ok, but I have do this" Daichi got up and went to his apartment and a few moments later he returned with a box full of sex toys,whips, feathers,ropes and other torture devices. Omalicha had closed her eyes waiting patiently for him to continue, she was feeling unbearably hot so she decided to remove her pajamas. Daichi watched in awe as she striped her clothes, he was excited because this was going to make things easier for him to reach her sensitive spots. Daichi smiled and told her that as he promised he was going to make her mind and body melt with pleasure. And finally she was in her white panties, she watched as he tied the rope on the ceiling ,at first she was skeptical of all of this but the idea of being tied up tickled and tortured simply turned her on, like eyes watering, struggling to breathe, wanting to crawl out of her skin because she will be experiencing such intense discomfort from tickling and torture. After tying the rope to the ceiling he asked her if she wanted to continue with it or not, she might regret it later but she ignored him "I'm all yours" she said sensually and cuffed herself and then crawled to him, "oh well let's do this" he said tying the rope tightly on the cuff's chain. "Let's begin" he said, Daichi brought her closer to him, without hesitation he placed his mouth on her bellybutton and gave it a good suck, eliciting a loud moan from Omalicha, she felt her bellybutton unfold inside Daichi's mouth, she felt like her vitality was being siphoned away through her bellybutton as it grew in size in his mouth. Daichi strengthened the suction until her umbilical flesh was inside his mouth, he nearly choked because of this. Daichi released her bellybutton from his mouth and allowed her take a glance of her bellybutton which was completely out, Omalicha marveled at it's size and how nice and sore it felt. Without warning Daichi reached for her bellybutton scraped the tip of the soft umbilical flesh, she tried to fight the irresistible urge squirm but she couldn't, she let out a loud moan and began to squirm spasmodically, the sensations were just too much for her mortal body. She was tied up she couldn't do anything, her vulnerable protruding umbilical flesh was just out there to be tortured mercilessly. Daichi grabbed on it and yanked it outwards, she let out another high pitched scream struggling furiously at her bonds. Her head thrusted from side to side, she was soaked in her sweat she couldn't take it but Daichi hadn't started yet. He pulled out a feather with stiff veins and fluffy veins,he dabbed her bellybutton Omalicha gritted her teeth. "Oh you think you're tough" he said, Daichi dabbed her bellybutton she began to squirm he did it again and again and then he changed motion he traced her naked belly back and forth, she strained her belly and her bellybutton seemed to jutt out more. "Interesting, your bellybutton and your body want more, better give it what it wants"he said with a grin from ear to ear "I think I had enough"she said panting "No you don't, your body wants more"he said Daichi unhooked her bra and exposed her tities, he didn't waste any time he moved the feather along her shoulders, to her chest down to her cleavage and with lightning quickness he swept under the tits, she was filled with ecstasy she began to giggle like a little girl. And without warning Daichi's hands shot out and fluttered two little downy feathers behind Omalicha's ears, she sputtered and giggled involuntarily. "HEEEEEEE HEEEEEE HEEEEEEE STOOOO HOOO HOOOP" Daichi kept attacking her highly sensitised body, more waves of pleasure bashed her internally as he kept going. Daichi went back and tickled her bellybutton more and more waves of pleasure exploded she let out a slutty, muffled moan against her will, her first orgasm rocked her body, her thighs were throbbing. Daichi paused and asked her if she liked it she shyly looked elsewhere and nodded yes. Still tied to the ceiling, Daichi moved closer, he saw the wet spot on her pantie, he attacked her poor bellybutton which was now irritated, he took out a brush stroked her bellybutton up and down Omalicha tried to twist away from the brush, but there was no way she was tied and bound by him and her helpless bellybutton couldn't evade her tickler. Daichi's excitement hadn't peaked yet he kept going mercilessly, tear filled, swollen eyes, Omalicha let out another howling laughter."WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOO HOOOOOO HOO". Daichi changed the pacing to intense, Omalicha lost all control, contorting her body, tossing her head back and forth in a loud fit of squeals. With all her might she screamed "PLEASEEEEEE STOOOOOPP" "Sorry I don't understand Engrish"he said with a Japanese accent "YAMETEEEE" "Huh" "YAMATE KUDASAIIIIIIIII" "NANI?"He burst out laughing This gaijin was something else he thought. Her orgasm had subsided but he wanted to tease her more, Daichi launched his lips on her bellybutton and sucked her bellybutton, she felt a combination of shame, disgust, and fear along with a perverse tingle of excitement as he kept sucking. This was so good that she had forgotten about her problems, Daichi seemed to be draining all her pain and suffering. She shrieked as he used all his might and strengthened the suction, she was in Dreamland. But that savage beast bit her bellybutton, she wailed uncontrollably her eyes opened wide with horror, she couldn't take it! it was excruciating she convulsed with unparalleled vigor. Daichi then released her inflamed bellybutton her eyes still widened in horror, he uncuffed her she dropped on the bed tired, panting swallowing hard, she just lied there twitching while her bellybutton stuck out. Daichi watched in awe. "What a sight"he said Like a gentleman, he picked her up and took her to his apartment and left her rest there. He came back to her apartment and tidied everything and even washed the sheets. Hours later she woke up and found herself down to her birthday suit in his room, she was embarrassed and scared she got up and went to the kitchen. She found him cooking, whatever he was cooking sure smelled good and familiar. He asked her to see what he was cooking, she refused and said she needs to take a shower before that. He walked across the room to her and when he got there he took a whiff of her scent. His force awakened. "That's one of the most feminine thing I've ever smelled"he remarked "Heh, what do you mean" she blushed "Oh nothing, you see I'm cooking something I'm sure you're gonna like it, well it's sorta like a fusion, a blend between two dishes to make a new one, come and see" he grabbed her hand and took her to the stove "You're cooking jollof rice"she gleamed with excitement "Sorta, I'm making butadon, using jollof rice as the base I know it's a complete dish but I'm going to top it with sweet grilled pork loins and make the perfect rice bowl dish"he said "That's sounds delicious" "Wanna join me?" "Yes"she said shyly "But first I need to take a shower"she said "Sure, you can take it here if you want" "No thank you" "Oh ok, but are you going to go outside like that, I know it's dark but I don't want anyone to see my lady like that" like a child he pouted and took off his white shirt "Your lady?"she giggled "Yes"he said buttoning the shirt "Oh ok"she covered her blushing face With that she went to her apartment and took a shower and then returned later. When she got there she was greeted with the delicious smell that filled the entire apartment. She took a single step and Daichi quickly picked her up and took her to the table. "I don't want you to walk for today" "This is ridiculous"she giggled "But why" "Tomorrow I want to tickle those beautiful toes of yours not to forget the soles too" "No!, I've had enough of torture maybe you should be the one that has to be tortured" "I'm ok with that"he said "And your bellybutton, you haven't shown me" "I don't have a problem with that either, you'll see it but mine is not as interesting as yours, yours is the kind of bellybutton I imagined a succubus would"he said "Oh ok" "So what about an Incubus , what kind of bellybutton you thing they can have?" "Well I don't know maybe oval shaped innies"he said "That's boring I think the ones that are shaped like swirls would be perfect"she said "Maybe, let's eat before the food gets cold" "Yeah" They spent the night together, playing Tekken 8 and conversing. Daichi enjoyed her company he has never brought a girl to his apartment before. That night was really special for him, they both fell asleep on the couch. In the morning Daichi woke up and found Omalicha resting her head on his chest, he panicked at first and later calmed down he didn't want to wake her up. He layed her head on a pillow and sneaked out, he went to the bathroom and took a leak before going to the kitchen. Omalicha woke up. "Where am I"she yawned between words "You're awake, good" "We spent the the night together"her eyebrows raised "Yes but nothing happened"he said "I'm glad" "Wanna join me for breakfast"he asked "Tell me, why are you doing this, why have you been nice to me, do you have an agenda" "No, why would I" "You see nice guys are nice until they get something they want, that scares me. Just be honest" "What's with this, showing a benevolent gesture makes me sus, aren't we dating" "But" "But what, didn't I promise you that I'll be honest with everything as much as I can,and yes I want to fuck you but that's not the point, and I hate this "nice guy" label you're giving me, I'd say I'm a good guy. Don't worry I don't have any ulterior motives." "Ok"she ran across the room and gave him a hug"promise me" she said "Yeah, so do you want to join me for breakfast"he said, she smiled eagerly and said "yes". Daichi gave her a passionate smooch. After having their breakfast, Daichi asked her if she ever traveled to Hokkaido, expectedly she said no. Daichi wanted to take a trip with her to Asahikawa, she refused she said she doesn't have enough money for a trip like that, she could only afford spending money around here in Tokyo. Daichi told her not to worry he had covered everything and bought two flights to Hokkaido. She expressed that she doesn't deserve something like that, but Daichi ended up convincing her he pointed out that they both needed a gateway to release these negative emotions. They've been depriving themselves with joy for a long time. In the next hour they got ready and took a flight to Hokkaido. When they got there they sent their luggage to a Ryokan Daichi had booked, it was a bit cold but they were still going to have fun. First they stopped at Asahiyama Zoo, it was busier than usual but they managed to spend some time with the penguins and took a couple of pictures. After that they visited Zerubu Hills but because it getting more cold they didn't spend much time there they went to a restaurant that serves Ainu food. Daichi decided to take her to the Kawamura Kaneto Ainu Memorial Hall which was Hokkaido's oldest museum of Ainu culture, it was opened by Kawamura Kaneto, it's exhibit contained approximately five hundred artifacts of Ainu lifestyle and clothing. This was special for Daichi because he was Ainu, he revealed that on his father's side they're Ainu and his Ainu name is Ekashiba which he was given by his grandma. Omalicha was surprised, she looked up what Ekashiba meant, she found out that it means "someone who can do great things". They returned to the Inn because it was getting colder. When they got inside their room Omalicha pushed Daichi to the bed, she gave him a seductive look and then took off her clothes. Daichi watched her as she sexily did that. Omalicha was now in her pink bra and panty, she asked him to take off his clothes but he hesitated. "Down to your birthday suit"she said seductively "No I don't think we can do this today, it's cold" "C'mon, you want to be tortured, right" "Yeah, but.." "But what, this is something you wanted all along. Don't worry about the cold, our bodies will heat up soon but only if you go inside me" "Ok let's do this" "How are we going to do it if you're still on your clothes" "Ok fine" Daichi off his clothes but he was being slow, Omalicha helped him with it. Daichi was now on his grey LMAO undies. "Oh my gosh that is so cuteeeee"her voice squeaked upon seeing his bellybutton. His bellybutton was a swirl, it wasn't a perfect swirl but it was meaty and cute. His bellybutton complimented his fine abs and the happy trail really did it for Omalicha. His bellybutton was a little red Daichi rubbed it, she watched in awe as he did that. Daichi was embarrassed, he thought she was just messing with him but she was serious his bellybutton was cute she couldn't take her eyes off of it, it was hypnotic. Omalicha asked him again if he wanted to be tortured, he crazily nodded. Daichi got on top of the bed and waiting for her, Omalicha had brought ropes to tie him up, I mean it was only fair since he tied yesterday. She spread his legs and arms and tied them to the bed tightly,and then she cushioned his head with a pillow. She leaped on top of him she lowered her head and gave him a smooch before running her magical hands across his chest. She flicked his right nipple and stroked the left one eliciting a light grunt from. She did this several times until he began to laugh while his breath quickened. Omalicha wanted to make him laugh even more he fought an irresistible urge to squirm but he gave in and tossed his head left and right as she scribbled her naughty fingers under his armpits. He hollered like a hyena as she tickled his heightened armpits, he continuously squirmed he couldn't run away from her hands as she was on top of him, and the ropes were tightly fastened. The room temperature rose because of their heating bodies, his face was now red Omalicha turned around and attacked his soles, she scrabbled her fingers up and down his soles tickling vigorously throughout,he curled his toes it was too much he couldn't take it anymore. He let out a howling laughter sweating, his laughter was encouraging her she went on mercilessly, Daichi began to thrust his body up she didn't give him any chance to breathe at all she tickled his soles for ten minutes it got to the point that he stopped squirming but he twitched a little, his body was like shutting it's senses down. Omalicha was tired of using her fingers she took a fluffy feather and stroked his soles and moved around and between the toes and once again he collapsed in paroxysms of laughter. He tried to wiggle one of his foot away but she held it down and used her body weight to keep his leg in place she tickled his highly sensitized feet, he was laughing hard as if he had a gelastic seizure his cute face was now crimson, she was exhausted from all the tickling she stopped. Omalicha lied on his sweaty chest taking fast short breaths until she gained composure, Daichi was exhausted too he shut his eyes and stayed still. They lied there for minutes, Omalicha could feel his heart beat slowing down back to normal. Omalicha got up and reached for the cotton buds. "I'm sorry I have to do this"she licked her lips lustfully And suddenly she sticked the cotton bud and expertly swirled through the folds of his bellybutton, surprisingly it didn't evoke any emotion. She sat there disappointed. Daichi realised that and laughed he told her that earlier he tortured his bellybutton when she wasn't watching, he claimed that it was numb. Omalicha was angry she felt cheated on but all hope wasn't lost. "Your bellybutton is numb, right?"she asked "Obviously"he said struggling to hold back his laughter "You're going to regret it"she stared him wickedly "Sure"he laughed "I'll pop it out and bite it so hard that you'll cry and beg me to stop, you shouldn't have tortured it without me". She said with a slight grin on her face "No no no no no no don't do that, I'm going to die". "No you won't, you bit mine yesterday it was painful and yet it felt good, I want to share that feeling with you. Think of me as a succubus I only want to bless you with pleasure". "You can't"he said "What's going to stop me mmmh?"she laughed wickedly "No, you can't"his eyes were filled with horror,his breath sped up "Watch me" Omalicha launched her lips on his bellybutton and began to suck it out. Daichi felt it unfolds inside her mouth, she kept sucking and until she filled her mouth with his bellybutton. Daichi arched his back as she impaled his bellybutton with her tongue she stroked it up and down and his breath sped up more. Daichi expected pain but he was surprised to feel a growing excitement as he looked down and saw her sunken cheeks from sucking his bellybutton. She was doing sorcery on his bellybutton, he sighed pleasantly and looked up. Omalicha kept sucking it until he was fully in a trance of ecstasy. Her jaw was aching from the effort as her tongue lashed back and forth she wanted to end this, without warning she bit his bellybutton eliciting loud grunt from him. He was horrified and confused. "I got you where I wanted"she giggled and went for another bite Daichi arched his back and began to shake with unparalleled vigor. Omalicha buried her face and gave it another bite and then watched him squirm as tears filled his eyes. She wasn't done yet she took a crocodile clamp and place it on his bellybutton, Daichi let out a bull's moan. Omalicha was SCARAOUSED she watched him struggle writhing on the bed. And suddenly Daichi managed to free his right hand and with lighting quickness he reached for her bellybutton and squeezed it, Omalicha begged and cried. His force awakened because of her cries he told her to untie him if she wanted him to stop and she did quickly. Both of them felt unbearably hot they took off their undies, they were now naked. Omalicha leaped onto him, they started smooching and kissing, Daichi reached for one of her boobie he squeezed it to his heart’s content while she lustfully moaned rubbing his stiff throbbing cock. Daichi flipped her over he was on his knees he mounted her legs onto his shoulders while she guided his dick to her pussy. Daichi grabbed her hips grinding her crotch against his, finally he was inside. He started with long slow strokes making sure she was comfortable and then he sped up the pace she began to moan softly. He kept the pace consistent but her moans increased, her moans were encouraging him to pump faster, and then he grabbed her by the waist firmly and rocked her crotch against his dick she sighed pleasantly as he worked, encouraging him onwards. "OOOOHHHHH OOOHHHHH OOOHHHHH" Her moans intensified, Daichi saw her inflamed protruding bellybutton and pressed it like a switch. She tossed her head sides ways savagely, she orgasmed. Daichi kept ramming her pussy simultaneously fondling with her bellybutton, she was moaning crazily. Her bellybutton seemed to be a switch that needed to be messed with. A wave of warmth from his crotch area coursed through his body and he busted it was just too good, the warm juices inside felt good. Daichi pulled out his cock and flipped her around she was on her knees, he reached her protruding bellybutton from behind and squeezed it. With frantic squeals she begged him to stop. He squeezed her bellybutton meat she sobbed begging him again and again, it was more than she could take she was on fire from the waist down. She looked over her shoulder, her back arched as her hair clung to her face sobbing. "You're gonna pay"she sniffled and reached for his bellybutton and pulled it. Daichi clenched his teeth trying hard not to give in. Omalicha sniffled and giggled, she thought he was being selfish for not moaning, she wanted him to equally participate on moaning. She grabbed his bellybutton again and pulled it every direction, finally Daichi let out a moan. Omalicha looked at him still flushed and panting from the bellybutton torture somehow she knew where he'd be most sensitive right now, she giggled. Her giggles were cut off by a beastly moan, as her body responded to the rapidly pounding cock stretching her wide. She was caught off guard but this was good for Daichi he punished her pussy, before she knew it, another orgasm slammed into her, fuzzing her mind as she muttered "Ekashiba Ekashiba Ekashibaaaaaaaa". "Zawarudo wourdn't know how zis is gorzen"He said with a Japanese accent "Golden? Is it that good" she asked panting between words. Daichi nodded urgently in affirmation. Daichi reached for her bellybutton again and gave it a squeeze while pounding her more. Omalicha grunted and moaned with each exhalation Ya boy wasn't playing around. Daichi was thrilled hearing her moans intensifying each thrust, Daichi grinned and said "They don't call me Ekashiba for nothing". He kept fucking her like that until he busted again, he pulled out and she immediately collapsed on the bed and Daichi lied beside her panting, they lied there for while until they gained composure. Omalicha rolled over to Daichi and gave him a kiss and said that he gave her a wonderful time. Daichi told her that he had a great time too. Omalicha got up and told Daichi that she was going to get a shower and then relax in the onsen if he wanted should he follow her, Daichi smiled and headed to the shower with her. Daichi sat on the Hinoki stool and switched the shower valve and scrubbed his head while Omalicha applied Pelican For Back Medicated Soap on her boobs until there were bubbles covering her bosom. "What are you doing"he asked "Isn't it obvious I'm washing your back"she said pressing her boobs on his back and swirled around them around "Be sure to change position and strength when you press your boobs into me" he said "Move them left and right and in circles not just up and down"he continued "Ooo that makes me feel good"she said After their shower, Omalicha soaked into the private open-air onsen/Rotenburo it felt wonderful while she listened to Clairvoyant by MISOGI, she looked up to the stars and the sky for a moment and then snow began to fall. Omalicha watched one glittering snowflake land on the back of her hand, it was followed by another one. She was able to see each unique pattern these small wonders possessed, she was filled with joy she always thought every snowflake looked the same maybe the reason was that she always looked snowflakes from a distance. Daichi had wrapped himself with a blanket, a cold wind kissed against his flushed red cheeks, he exhaled sharply hesitating to join Omalicha. She called for him and he told her to wait because he wanted to pop out his bellybutton before soaking in. "Uhh"he grunted after popping out his sore bellybutton, and then took off his blue pants and joined her Omalicha was excited they smooched and kissed in the water, Omalicha noted that her bellybutton wasn't sore anymore, did the hot spring heal it up?. Daichi explained that when soaking in a hot spring the body blocks the pain receptors that's why she doesn't feel any pain. Omalicha was relieved from the fatigue and pain, and her bellybutton was popped out it felt like it was always out. And a film formed on her skin resulting to a slightly tacky feeling after her bath, the onsen was great she would love to do this again. After the hot bath they tried the Japanese cold milk with onsen tamago eggs, Omalicha took a sip of furutsu gyuunyuu (fruit milk) while Daichi sipped koohii gyuunyuu (coffee milk) and conversed until midnight and then they had a restful sleep. Both of them weren't planning on losing their virginity but it happened, their love blossomed because of that, Omalicha was glad to have someone like Daichi by her side.

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Everything about my body felt off but I didn't realize why, until I looked down. My nipples were bigger, hard as hell, and tenting my shirt out. I felt my hair shift as I'd looked at my chest. It dawned on me that I'd cut it short just a few days ago. I reached up and it was definitely at that shaggy stage. Then that same burning sensation in my nipples began spreading under them. Sharp little pains began to accompany the burning sensation, causing me to wince. My wife's tits had already filled out to very full c cups and she looked like they felt really good by her expression. "I... I feel really weird," I told her as she moaned, holding her growing boobs. my eyes suddenly became dinner plates as I heard my voice. It had become a little higher in pitch and wasn't rumbling in my chest like normal. I quickly walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. As soon as I saw my face I yelled, "Holy fuck!" My facial hair was visibly shrinking, my cheekbones were moving higher under my skin. My lips weren't as thin as they usually were, and my hair was just passed my ears. I ripped my shirt off, hearing my wife moaning more as she was getting closer. I looked down as that burning sensation was becoming this weird pressure. My chest was barely mounded, like a girl who was just starting to grow boobs. My skin felt a little softer and definitely looked that way. The hair on my chest was shrinking away like my facial hair. My whole body was showing signs of feminization. My arms, which were well toned, were now softer looking. Fat was filling in around the muscle, my nails were starting to get longer, and my hands looked weird. They were a little smaller as my fingers were slimming and lengthening. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was being feminized, rapidly. My dick was harder as the feeling of pressure and those stabbing little pains in my chest spiked through my nipples. Which were visibly larger, along with my areolae, and as I looked at myself in the mirror, I could see that I was really growing little breasts of my own. My wife was standing in the door gawking at me as I was her. Her tits now at a full d cup as mine were a full b and climbing. That's when this very uncomfortable tightening, aching, and pulling sensation began to set in all across my body. My ribs hurt, just at the bottom, my hips and pelvis aching, even my torso felt like it was being squeezed. My shorts felt tighter as I half groaned/moaned. My muscles felt hot everywhere and I could tell that all of my body hair was diminishing. There was this increasing smoothness spreading everywhere as my body continued to feminize. I was hugging myself as all of my skeleton ached and felt like it was being stretched or squeezed as my chest started to gain a little weight. When I could focus a little, I looked up to see her watching me as she unconsciously kept fondling her own dd's as I was holding myself up with the wall and sink. Panting and groaning as my body continued to feminize more. The only part of me that wasn't changing was my dick and balls. Although my balls felt almost full and my dick was throbbing, right along with my nipples. That part was starting to feel pretty good. Especially when I jerked from a spike of pain in my now growing boobs, casuime to double over a bit and my boobs jiggled for the first time. My dark hair was already in my vision and my voice was sounding much more feminine and I couldn't feel my Adam's apple anymore. I went to my knees as my breasts accelerated their rate of growth, causing me to hold them and trying to cope with the spikes of pain as they continued their inevitable surge forth. Minutes later, I was laying on the floor panting like a dog, covered in my own cum and holding my triple d cup boobs. My wife was kneeling in the doorway, her juices dripping down the inside of her thighs. I swear she had to be near g cups. I couldn't believe that I'd just had the best orgasm of my life from being feminized because of my wife's excitement for finally getto have big tits and her carelessness of not reading the instructions. But I felt fucking amazing. When we were both able to get up, I turned the shower on and set the water for how I wanted it. I hadn't said a word and my wife had a very worried look on her face. I reached out for her and helped her up, "See what you did baby? You got me turned into a big tittied girl with a dick and I've made a mess of myself. Since it's uour fault that I'm now a dirty girl, I think it's your responsibility to clean me up." I could tell that she felt guilty that her mistake had these consequences, but she wouldn't quit looking at my tits. I mean that after all they were pretty from seeing my reflection in the mirror Hell, I even looked pretty fucking good for a middle-aged man turned transgender woman. If I do say so myself. Even though I have her shit for causing this I knew it was an honest mistake. And it wasn't like we could do anything about it right away. "Oh my god honey. I'm... I'm so sorry. Please forgive me," she was near full blown crying. I pulled her to me, hugging her close, and kissed her for my answer. Although I have to say I did whimper because of how sensitive my breasts and nipples had become. When I broke the kiss, she just looked at me, then down to our squished together cleavage. "I know this was an honest mistake and we can't do anything about it right now. And even though I am upset that this happened, I'm actually getting horny again. You ever fantasized about fucking a girl that has a dick?," I blurted. My wife smiled a little, biting her lip, and pulled me in for a kiss.

My Stressed-Out Boss By: FLA527 Another in the Shooting Stars series A TG - RS story Gerald Simpson sighed heavily, it had been another long day. Made even worse because my unit had to work late due to a project upper management assigned our team. Anyway, finally all seemed to have finished their assignments and were heading out. Going around, checking in to make sure all had turned in their work and thanking them for pitching in by staying late. And as I moved through the area, from cubicle to cubicle, checking in with each team member, a weariness was asserting itself. At 44 years old and unfortunately divorced, currently I had little more than work in my life. Yes, I have two kids, a 20-year-old son and 17-year-old daughter. But, they were busy with their lives, which didn't leave much time for a father who'd, honestly, been so busy trying to build his career to have much time for them growing up. So sadly, now it was a struggle to get them to commit much

In a small town outside of Vegas there lived a young woman named Lily. At just 22 years old, she was known throughout the world as the stretchiest nymphomaniac to ever grace the earth. Lily's body possessed an extraordinary flexibility, allowing her to accommodate any size cock with ease. But Lily's insatiable desire for sexual pleasure knew no bounds. She yearned to set a new world record, one that would challenge even her own remarkable abilities. She dreamt of conquering the largest dildo ever created, a massive monstrosity that stood at a staggering 10 feet in length and 2 feet in width. Determined to achieve her goal, Lily dedicated herself to rigorous training and stretching exercises. She spent hours each day preparing her vagina for the colossal challenge that awaited her. With each passing day, her body grew more elastic, her pleasure threshold expanding beyond imagination. As fate would have it, the colossal dildo she sought was not a mere sex toy hidden away in a secret room. No, it was a grand spectacle, a public monument proudly displayed outside the headquarters of the renowned sex toy manufacturer. This enormous creation, aptly named "The Goliath," stood tall as a testament to human desire and the pursuit of sexual ecstasy. One fateful day, after months of intense preparation, Lily stood before The Goliath. The colossal dildo gleamed in the sunlight, its enormity taunting her, yet fueling her insatiable lust. With a mix of excitement and nervousness, she prepared to mount this mammoth phallus. Beside being a monument The Goliath was also fountain its waters lay dormant. This fountain, intricately designed to resemble a giant cock, was the source of a mysterious white, slimy fluid. Little did Lily know that this fluid would play a significant role in her ultimate satisfaction. As she positioned herself, her body quivering with anticipation, she set her welcoming lips atop the massive tip. She holds her breath and with a cringe she relaxed her vulva, with almost a full bottle of lube directly squirted into her the head entered with a loud squelching sound. Lily's eyes instantly rolled to the back of thier sockets and a deep moan she began bouncing in the air the only thing holding her now was her pussy on that bulbous head which you could clearly see bulging her canal, which looked like a basketball being pushed in and out. Some time passes and a maintenance worker appeared, the original plan was just to lube up Goliath and keep the pump off, but lily had a different idea. With lust in her eyes while perched on the monument she puts in the request to turn the pump on. His eyes widening at the sight before him. Lily's seductive smile and the temptation of an unforgettable experience convinced him to grant her request. Hesitant yet intrigued, he approached the fountain's controls. "Please," Lily pleaded, her voice dripping with desire. "Turn on the pump. Let me feel the full force of this monumental pleasure." With a mix of trepidation and arousal, the maintenance worker acquiesced. He reached for the controls and slowly activated the pump, unleashing the torrent of white, slimy fluid. The fountain sprang to life, its phallic head spewing forth the liquid of unimaginable pleasure. As the first drops of the cum-like substance entered Lily's womb, she felt an intense rush of pleasure coursing through her body. A feverish ecstasy washed over her, and her body began to swell, growing larger and larger with each passing second. Initially, her body expanded to the size of a yoga ball, her skin stretching to accommodate the influx of fluid. But the pleasure was far from over. Lily's body ballooned further, reaching the size of a giant beach ball, her moans of ecstasy echoing through the air. With every passing moment, her body continued to inflate, her skin stretched to its limits. The pressure inside her womb intensified, pushing against the colossal dildo lodged within her. Lily's feverish bucking only increased, her desire for more overwhelming her senses. And then, with a final, explosive surge of pleasure, the dildo slid all the way through her, emerging from her mouth. Lily found herself suspended mid-air, impaled by the massive dildo, and the cum-like substance oozing from both ends. Her body, now resembling a massive weather balloon, quivered with pleasure and satisfaction. The once-stretched nymphomaniac had achieved the unthinkable, pushing her body to its limits and beyond. She had set a new world record, one that would forever be etched in the annals of sexual history. As the cum-like substance continued to flow, Lily reveled in her triumph, her every desire fulfilled. The maintenance worker stared in awe and disbelief, realizing that he had been a witness to an unforgettable spectacle of pleasure and excess. And so, suspended in the air, her body swollen and glistening, Lily basked in the glory of her accomplishment, forever cementing her legacy as the world's most insatiable nymphomaniac and the conqueror of The Goliath.

My world shattered the days following that amazing night. Suddenly my teacher was completely ignoring me. She didn’t reply to my text, or my calls. She would not open the door for me when i knocked on her door, even though I could tell she was home. It was awful. My tongue craved her feet, my ass craved her friend’s girlcock, it felt so empty without it. But neither of them would respond to me. I spend that week in my room crying all day until I passed out. But suddenly miracle struck. As I woke up my phone vibrated, IT WAS A TEXT FROM MY TEACHER. It said “I’m coming over to your house.” I lived with my mom. My dad had passed away a few years ago and i was the heir who inherited his oil rig company so we had a comfortable life even because of the circumstances. I would give my mom money when she needed and all went well. Usually I would not want my mom to find about my relationship with my teacher but having been so deprived of her I didn’t care if my mom found out. When the doorbell rang my mom had opened the door, my teacher and her friend were at the door dressed both in long black dresses with a low cut that showed their perfect tits and fabric that outlined their perfect curves. My mom recognised my teacher and let them in. She made them coffee and we all set in the living room couch. “So the reason I am here is because your son is the owner of his late father’s company, and I want him to give it to me and my friend” she said calmly “Are you crazy?!! You’re never getting something like that. And why are you dressed so slutty you’re my son’s teacher!” My mother screamed “I’m afraid thats not for you to decide, Its your son’s company after all” she grinned “Well he isn’t giving it to you either, slut!” My mother shouted “Shut up old hag! You don’t have any say in this” chimed in my teacher’s friend. My teacher pointed her finger to the floor and i sprinted to her feet, got on my knees and started licking her heels. My mother was furious “son what the fuck are you doing” “I’m sorry mom I can’t resist her” I said as i kept worshiping my teachers shoes. “Lets be fair” said teacher’s friend “you should leave to not make it a 2v1” “Yes you’re right. I’ll wait in the car so its a fair 1 vs 1” giggled the teacher. So there I stood in the middle as the tension between my mother and the teachers friend grew thicker. But with my teacher gone I was suddenly confident. I was going to do the right thing! “No I am not giving you the company you stupid ugly whore! Now get out of MY house!” I shouted angrily “That’s my son!” My mom cheered. I did it! I am slowly becoming a man again. I will keep my family’s honor. It felt good. A burden was lifted off my shoulder. I can’t believe I disregarded my pride and acted that pathetic. This time it’s different however. Im a real man. I was confident. “As the man of this household I order you to leave slut!” I pointed at her. It was going down. I was finally masculine. Finally an alpha. I was going to change my ways and become a new person. I smiled at my mother to assure her that she is safe. My family’s honour is in this company. I know why my teacher wants control of it(apart from the money). My dad used to support far-right campaigns with this company and I kept doing that to honour his legacy. If my teacher got control of it she would use it to further her feminist views. It felt amazing finally being a real man. As i enjoyed my pride. I looked back with disgust at my teachers friend. “Why is a dirty lowly slut like you still in my house? LEAVE BITCH!!!!” I raised my voice even louder like a real warrior hehe. She stood up. She was already 6’2 but with her 10 inch stripper heels she stood so tall that my face was in front of her cock. “You’re right, I am dirty. I haven’t showered in a month and a half now” she said. I wasn’t falling for her tricks again. Though with my face so close to her cock, only her dress and a few inches separating me from her cock. I mean. Maybe just a little whiff. Not to be weird but just to shame her further you know. She still looked at me as if I was simply a slave. I had to make fun of her for being so dirty you know. Just one sniff couldn’t hurt. Her cock really was disgusting. It reeked so bad. Even worse than before. She undressed. “EWWW SHE HAS A COCK?!!!!” My mother yelled “Yeah she’s one of those weirdos lmao. Now leave you dirty slut!” I exclaimed in confidence. She didn’t respond. Simply gave me the most condescending look. I mean if I was taller she wouldn’t look down on me like that. And that smell, oh that smell its so bad sooo bad yet soo delicious. I fell on my knees. “What will it be. Your livelyhood? Or my musky girlcock?” She asked with a sinister grin I gulped as I stared at that magnificent 12 inch fuckrod. I mean it was so dirty, too dirty. Like it should at least be clean you know. “Obviously he wont choose-“ “Shut up hag! Its up to him” she interrupted my mother. My mother kept looking at me. Wondering why I was hesitating. But I was gonna choose the company. I just- Its that- im not- Im still- I buried my face in that heavenly cockmusk. I couldn’t resist. I mean who could. Its such a divine girlcock. So big, so thick. So veiny. So dirty. Its just the most perfect think. I kept burying my face in between her cock and balls licking franticlly. “COCK!COCK!COCK! I CHOSE COCK!” “Good boy!” She said My mother fell on her knees crying relentlessly. “Please son think this through you can’t possibly give up generational treasure just to be a slave!” She cried “Your mother is right sweetie!” She pulled me away from her beautiful girlcock and threw me on the floor “I will give you another chance” she said “Who do you choose, your company or- “COCK!” I interrupted. I mean who cares about a few billion dollars when I could have such delicious musky girlcock and get to service her and my teacher for life. It’s a totally no-brainer. My mother lay devastated on the floor bawling her eyes out. But I didn’t really care since my teacher stepped in with a gift. “Since you were such a good boy I got a gift for you. Its a new chastity cage, a flat one! This will suit a sissy like you perfectly” she laughed Omg. She’s so thoughtful she even got me a gift. And to think I was stupid enough to try and keep that stupid company to myself. It was the best. This cage completely squished my cock. I serviced my teachers feet again and she blessed my mouth with some of her sweet saliva. As my mom was crying on all fours my teacher took the opportunity to use her as seat(she’s so smart. She can use anything and make it useful just like she did with me. She will be a great owner of the company) The next few hours were pure bliss. I got to slobber on her friend’s girl cock making it spotless. After she ravaged my boypussy for 6 hours non-stop leading to 18 orgasms for me, each more powerful than the other. She stuffed her cock inside my mouth and shot what felt like gallons of that delicious thick cum until my belly grew 10x from swallowing it all. She and my teacher laid in the couch watching TV using my mother as a foot rest. While I put my right cheek on her big balls and rested her shaft on my left side, sandwiching my face between that girlcock. And peacfully fell asleep knowing I had made the right choice to gift them the company.

saw this in my dreams last night... A fun day at the theme park; hand in hand her boyfriend and herself were having a blast. Their relationship has been a long lasting one with no end in site through thick and thin. Together they had been on several rides already throughout the day and eager for more. Excitedly they both stood in line for their next fun filled rushed. Both watching the theme park ride run its course with smiles on their faces eager with anticipation. The ride appears to move very fast whirling on its track. With little warning the ride looses control, pieces of long structural pipe coming apart. She dives to the ground as the pipe comes to a stop nearly crushing her head. Adrenalin rushing she squirms out from under the entanglement of what was once a ride. Her boyfriend helps pull her out; both great full and shocked to be ok. Together they hurry to check other riders. She pulls a small boy out of his seat on the ride gently laying him flat on the ground. The boy is so pale she gasps. Her boyfriend joins her crouching over the young boy while everyone around them continues about their own chaos. She rubs the young child's chest to help restore blood flow to his heart. The child's vacant eyes stare up at the sky while his mouth gaped open. She was positive he would die but kept stimulating his blood flow; she couldn't give up on him. The child began to regain some color, she hurriedly looked around her for his parents but no one came their way. She looks back down at him his facial expression unchanged but skin becoming red. Unsure of what was going on her boyfriend and her watched in shock as the boy became more red. The child seemed to slowly shrink bringing great alarm to them both whom could only watch the horror unfold. She screamed for this child's parents for help no one stepped forward. She grabbed the very small boy in her arms uncertain of her next move. Before her eyes he regressed into what looked like a fetus, no longer resembling the previous shape of the boy she once held in her arms. Terrified her boyfriend and her began to run to the front of the amusement park. In her cupped hands she watched as pinkish red parts began forming a cord and placenta connecting to the fetus. At that point the fetus was now complete and began to slowly move. Her boyfriend and her stopped and stared into her cupped hands. Her boyfriend looked into her face and said we can't let him die. She nodded in agreement knowing a fetus can't survive outside the body. Her boyfriend took a step back and pointed to a bathroom. He then turned and sat at a picnic table. She momentarily watched his actions before running to the bathroom. They had been together so long their actions were alike. Her eyes adjusted to the lower light as she ran to the last and largest stall. Odd since she knew she was in a rush and always chose the first stalls. The bathroom was quiet and empty. She kept the slowly moving fetus in one hand as she pulled down her pants with her other. Using her fingers she separated her vaginal lips to expose a better opening of her vaginal canal. She brought her cupped hand close to her now exposed vaginal opening and the fetus immediately slithered up into her cervix. She was surprised by the amount of force this tiny human was able to make on its way inside of her. The noise it made in doing so stuck in her mind a soft sort of wet almost slurp. She could feel the fetus travel up and through her cervix, what she could only explain like a soft toy slimy hand would feel being pulled into her uterus string and all. She stood motionless in her surprised state; fingers still holding her vaginal lips. This was certainly not what she was expecting to happen, but then again she didn't know what she was going to do in the first place. This was all a very strange encounter and yet her actions and thoughts were driven by another force as that it was natural. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror through the door crack still motionless and dumbfounded. She felt a small pressure as the fetus positioned itself comfortably inside her womb. She released her her fingers standing up straight and readjusting her pants. She pushed the bathroom stall door open and stared at herself in the mirror one hand running over her now occupied womb. She didn't know what would happen now: would her belly begin to grow? Would this be a normal pregnancy? What about this boys poor parents they would never find their child again. She felt lost with these racing thoughts. The only comfort was knowing her boyfriend was waiting just outside those doors for her in full support. She also felt great comfort in knowing this boy wasn't dead and she had saved him. She blinked after what seemed like an eternity of standing there, turned and walked out to join her boyfriend. As she stepped out into the light he stood up from the bench he sat at and came to her side. Silently he also ran his large warm hand over her expecting womb. He took her hand and looked into her eyes caringly, neither of them speaking for neither knew what to say. She knew he had the same rushing thoughts as her and came to the same conclusion. Silently they slowly began to walk the park together still in shock.

"So what do you suggest we do about him," said George, "Isn't it obvious? We have to help him become whatever he wants to be" said his mom, just don't be too critical of him, it looks like Sandra is trying to help him too so at least we have that on our side, don't screw this up George, or I'll never forgive you" George knew he was skating on thin ice, but if his son wanted to be a girl then he would be the only male in the house, even the dog was female. "Are you girls ready yet?" Said their mom "Almost ready mom just checking our make up" said Sandra, Sandra and Becky made their way downstairs, with Becky holding on to the wall because of the heels she was now wearing, "Oh look how pretty they both are" "George stop staring its not polite" said Carol, "Im so sorry Becky I was just thinking how lucky I was to be taking out three beautiful women" Becky rolled her eyes at Sandra. "Not dressed like that your not now go and get change we are going to that fancy restaurant