Other strange thoughts and feelings. He who'd always prided himself on his indepenence felt owned -- by whom he wasn’t quite sure.

Since yesterday when Rhonda and Toni drugged him, seduced him, took him to their place his life had changed. Previously it had been fine, he'd enjoyed the occasional shag with some cute girl on the side safe in the knowledge that his lovely wife Patty was at home for him. He was Lord of his little domain. Suddenly life had suddenly taken a curious twist. Everything was changing, particularly his body, at a rather rapid pace. The first session of drugs led to the second and hypnotherapy sessions, making him pliable to suggestion and feminizing his body. This morning he'd woken to find nipples red and swollen like like a young girl's tits as she approached first womanhood. His hips and ass were becoming shapely. Things were definitely out of control.

And then Diane, his horny next door neighbor observing this unwanted transformation and only too gleefully taking advantage of him. And now he was on his way back, back to Mistress Rhonda, a drug-induced order given him yesterday and enforced by his wife today which he strove to resist but found himself unable to. And before he left, his wife dressed him in sexy feminine panties, white short shorts, silk blouse. Somehow he had better get control of this situation or it would be too late.

Entering in the building Mike was greeted by Toni who was beside when she saw the way Sandy had dressed her husband.

"My, don’t we look pretty today. Mistress want’s us to meet her in the training room immediately -- we have lots to do today. First let’s get you something to drink!" A pink lemonade awaited the victim and he was quite unable to do anything but accept and gulp it down. Immediately that mindless sensation came over him just as he had when this began. Taking out a syringe Toni gave him another injection. "We’ll only need one more of these and you’ll be set."

Mistress Rhonda was waiting in the training room. He already thought of her as Mistress, addressed her as such, he did not know why, it simply entered his mind. She was ravishing, as was Jamie. Any man would want to fuck them. Mike still felt that in part of himself, while in another part felt sudden envy. He wanted to be as ravishingly attractive as them, have the effect upon men they would. He found himself thinking of hard cocks again - not his own.

"Sit here, Mikey" Toni told him, sitting him down in a chair, then placing an apparatus over his eyes, earphones on his ears, transporting him into another world. Voices and images flashed into his brain at a mind-numbing speed, fleetingly he saw himself and he seemed beatiful in a rich dark blue silk dress with low front, with breasts. A man approached him. He, Mike, was sliding his hand inside that man's fly, then images inundated him and he lost conscious awareness of them. When he woke some time later, he was laying on the bed in a nightie.

"How do you Michelle?" a firm female voice asked.

He looked around, puzzled. It was Mistress Rhonda sitting on the edge of his bed.

For a moment it seemed strange to be called Michelle, then he realized it was how it should be and accepted it. "I feel fine, Mistress."

"Are we feeling sexy?"

Michelle was feeling sexy. "Yes, Mistress. I wish someone would play with me" she said toying with her swollen, sensitive nipples. Then Mike gasped as Rhonda said exactly what was in his own mind despite his efforts not to think such thoughts.

"I think it is time our little girl learned a little bit about cocksucking! Don’t you think that would be fun?"

"Oh, Mistress, I don’t want to do that!"

"But you do. In fact, it is the only thing you want to do right now, isn’t it?"

Michael/Michelle, he-she was losing touch with which he was, knew she was being manipulated and that it was wrong, but couldn’t find the will or the strength to fight. "No" he-she said weakly.

"That's a lie. Sit up, Michelle."

Michelle obeyed.

"All that's in your mind are pictures of hard cocks you want to get your hand around and feel throb, with big helmeted heads you want to put in your mouth and suck and stroke, isn't that true?" Rhonda leaned down and held Michelle's lower jaw, bringing the submissive's eyes aligned with her own.

Michael made a little groan, but within him Michelle answered "Yes, Mistress."

"You know you want to suck cock, but know you don't have the technique! Ask Please, istress, teach me to suck cock."

"Please, Mistress" Michelle said weakly, butterflies of excitement and anxiety fluttering inside her stomach. "Teach me to suck cock."

With that Toni walked into the room dressing in a nightie just like Michelle's, walked up to the bed and seductively crawled up the victim's smooth body, kissing ankles to bosom, then began to grind their panties groins together. Mike felt the feminine smoothness and felt himself respond as a man. Then he felt hardness. A cock. For a moment he-she felt confused as to whose it was, then realized there were definitely two cocks pressing. Most of all he felt Toni's. HUGE.

Mike groaned even as he began to respond. Now he felt as if he were both Mike and Michelle together, and both wanted to see that huge cock, feel it, in every way. He simply had to have it and, trembling violently he reached his open palm down to Toni's belly. My God! Naked flesh of the oozing cockhead wet his skin and looking down he saw the enormous thing bulging over the top of the skimpy silky panties and the outline stretching down. He put his palm around at crotch level. God! That must be the balls. Put his other hand in the top and felt down the shaft, both hands around his first cock which swelled and bucked. Toni's hips jerked. Suddenly the shemale kissed Mike-Michelle hard on the mouth and they fell back on the bed, Toni on top, great cock pushing itself freeing of the panties. Astride Mike-Michelle, Toni maneuvered himself to his knees and said "Pull my panties down Michelle."

Mistress Jennifer watched as Mike-Michelle slowly peeled the panties down long, smooth legs and stared at the big smooth heavily veined cock. Toni made the head lightly brush his painted lips. He didn’t want to suck another man’s cock, but the commands planted in his brain were overwhelming and Mistress Rhonda reinforced them: "Open your mouth, Michelle. Take in that smooth head -- roll your tongue around it. That's a girl! Take more. You’re becoming a prize cocksucker now, Michelle. Blow on the top. That's it, girl. Now flick your tongue on the underside, at the frenum. Take the head in your mouth, swirl your tongue around the top. Now, take it in deep. Pump that hard, delicious cock. You can’t get enough from now on. You love cock. You HAVE to suck cock or you will feel like a girl and you don't want to be a girl, Michelle. You're a man, a man dressed like a sissy. Suck that cock, Michelle -- it tastes good, it feels good. The more you suck it, the deeper you fall in. You want to be a man yet you’re driven to looking and acting like a girl and either way, you crave cock! It embarrasses you and still you crave. You try to want to be a man only to find yourself looking and dressing like a girl! Everyone else sees a pretty, fuckable girl! You see a feminized man. It’s humiliating and degrading and yet you just love it, Michelle. You live to be humiliated by cock. You have to be a sissy, even though the shame of it eats at you, slave girl. A man dressed like a slut! Suck that cock, Michelle -- you’ll never be a man again."

Over and over the mind-shaping took place even as Mike took Toni's hardness deep in his mouth feeling it against his cheeks, his tongue, practising to take it deep into his throat. "Take the root in your hand and pump it down" came Rhonda's voice, now harshly authoritative. "Stroke up and down firmly. Flick your tongue on the underside of the cockhead. Find the frenum and flick it. Put your other hand gently under the testicles. Close your lips tight around and suck hard, suck really hard! Pump with your hand. Get ready to swallow." Rhonda knew Toni well and Mike learned well. The thing in his mouth swelled as if it had a life of its own. The head went round and hard, then Toni's hips went still then suddenly bucked and Mike felt the heat and impact of the first spurt against his tongue, another bob and thrust of thighs and Toni shot into the back of his throat pumping semen in to his mouth spurt after spurt so he choked and it ran out the sides and down his chin. With Toni's animal thrusts Mike lost the cock, still spurting, caught it with his hand knowing he must finish it well for Toni and caught the final spurts over his cheek and throat, semen hot, thick and white. They lay back on the bed both panting a while, and then he started again. First gently touching, then putting his mouth down to harden the still firm member. He couldn’t get enough of the cock and found himself hoping Rhonda had others waiting in the wings.

Toni came a second time and Rhonda told Mike to get sleepy. He slept, and was further programmed. Thus for the rest of the week. And throughout his body continued to change. At home his wife became more and more assertive and aggressive, his surrogate dominatrix while away from Mistress Rhonda. Mike-Michelle tried to avoid Diane but she was always there -- observing his fast transformation and whenever she caught him away from his wife taking advantage of his suggestibility by ordering him into the house to make him up with her wig, lipstick, eye shadow and blush, then to his knees to service her the ways she most liked.

 By the end of 15 days Mike really was scarcely a presence and Michelle had a body quite, quite feminine: 35 C's at the top; 23 inch waist; 36 inch hips; legs which had always been long and straight, envy of many women, looked smoother and somehow even longer, like a top female model. His lips were full and pouted slightly like a hungry virgin. His sexual appetite had grown considerably.

Toni was extremely virile and everyday Mike-Michelle sucked the enormous cock twice or three times, taking the cum in his mouth, swallowing what he could, the rest of this powerful shemale's semen going over his cheeks, onto his throat, over his growing tits which Toni would then massage till Mike-Michelle was writhing in desire for something more, something he couldn't even let himself formulate yet even though he felt the need in his tingling butt. Then he would shower, shave his body, then get dressed in silky bra and panties. His wife had put just one pair of male y-fronts in his drawer and each day he would see them on top and knew he wanted to put them on, knew that as male, with a cock which hardened quite as much as Toni's that he ought put them on. But his hands always retrieved some silky panties which he'd slide up his smooth legs with sensuous delight, cock getting hard and nipples tingling, and now his butt cheeks beginning to tingle too, and even further inside, his asshole beginning to have an awful hunger of its own, and then, instead of going for that one masculine t-shirt his wife placed here, he'd grab a silk bra, and long to have a hard cock close so he could get down on his knees and take it in between painted full hungry lips.

Sitting at the vanity to put on his makeup. How he learned to do this so well, he couldn't imagine. Then a shirt: he'd reach for the plaid flannel only to find himself buttoning on a sexy sheer blouse. Instead of that one pair of male slacks a short mini which he'd pull on, wiggling a cute, firm round ass. Down to the kitchen, hips wiggling sexily, breasts forward yearning for hard male hands, to meet his wife who'd inspect him, pat his ass, and send him back to Mistress to the routine. More programming, more drugs, cock sucking, a shemale slut.

This day he went to Mistress Rhonda's as usual. "Today we have a treat for you" Rhonda told him. "We have a guest to watch you, and you will have both Toni and Terri." Terri was one of Rhonda's other shemale successes. " And today your owner will watch you."

Mike-Michelle felt terribly embarrassed that someone else would watch yet very excited there would be two pricks for him, especially the sexy Terri who'm he'd caught sight of several times caressing Toni. Mike-Michelle knew Terri had stupendous apparatus almost the match of Toni's. Still, he knew it was wrong for him to want cock so. "Please Mistress, don’t do any more to me" he pled. Ignoring him Rhonda turned and called Terri in. The shemale wore only high-cut panties and her tits were magnificent with an all-over suntan. She thrust them against Mike-Michelle's chest, running her hands up and down his body, reaching for his sensitive buttocks, molding and squeezing them so he collapsed in her hands like a girl while she, with the strength of a man, took his weight, sensations he'd never felt before. Then familiar hands reaching around to catch his nipples from behind. He recognized Toni and closed his eyes and his head went back in ecstasy as he felt the thick rod, yet covered with taut panties, pressing into his crack while Terri's pole pressed against his smooth warm belly. He didn't notice the guest enter and sit to watch the show.

Terri took each of his now large feminine nipples between thumb and finger and pulled them out, squeezing them so it hurt just enough for Mike-Michelle to gasp then cry out, becoming wildly aroused. His hands grasped the outline of Toni's great pole then tore the panties away and clasped it hard. The cock seemed to swell back against his grip and he felt Toni's hands upon his shoulders, pushing him to his knees. He was pushed to all fours and Toni freed her cock, stripping her panties clear off as Michelle knealt before him, cock an inch from his mouth. He tried to reach for it with his mouth but Toni put a hand upon the top of his head, keeping him away. Feeling knees beside his he realized Terri was kneeling behind him then he felt his own panties pulled down. The feeling of being exposed was delicious as the elasticated waistband slid down over his ass cheeks. Cool air touched his anus which suddenly felt incredibly sensitive, the center of his being. Then Toni's cock, wet with precum, brushed his painted lips and wanting the cock very much he opened his mouth but it slipped away from him and his attention was taken by Terri's hand between his legs, stroking along his own erect cock to caress his balls, then a finger ran up his crack. No-one had ever touched him there before and a gasp came from his mouth. At the same time Toni swung his hips and slapped him across one cheek with his hard cock, then slapped the other cheek. Four times back and forth he whipped Mike-Michelle's face with the hard cock putting the budding shemale into a delirium of new sensations heightened by Terri's hands both squeezing his ass cheeks, stroking up his crack. One hand would cup his testicles while an oiled finger of the other did the forbidden, the never-before-tried, rimming his anus, rimming around till his hips gyrated of their own accord then slipping in just a tad with a stretching sensation, utterly new, utterly wrong, exciting beyond all imagining, then sliding tantalisingly away as the other hand found a spot on the side and squeezed in such a way that he had a sensation of having an orgasm in a manner entirely new, like a woman through his entire body.

"Oh, ah-ah" he was moaning, yearning for the cock eluding him centimeters from his lips, yearning for something else, he did not know or would not know what in behind. A finger touched his anus and he felt it open. On all fours, expectantly, he felt himself opening and then the finger slid in. It didn't hurt, just slid in well-oiled into a canal lubricating with intense desire. Immediately the finger withdrew. "Oh, oh please" he found himself crying.

"What?" Terri asked. "What do you want?"

"I don't know" he moaned, but he knew. His hips wiggled, he wanted the finger again. No, he needed more yet he couldn't possibly speak it aloud and a moan escaped his lips.

"Say it and I'll give it to you."

Mike-Michelle was desperate. Tantalization front and rear and neither shemale would give him anything. "Toni, let me suck your cock, please" he cried.

"Say what you want from Terri and I'll give it to you."

"Oh Toni!"

"Say it, Michelle, you know you need it" Toni urged.

"Tell me" echoed Terri softly from behind. "You want my cock, don't you?"

"Yes!"

"Where do you want me to put it?"

"Don't torture me like this!"

"Just say where and we'll fill you up. You'll have all the cock you crave."

"Put it in me, Terri, make love to me, please!" Then he felt the cock pressed against the opening. "Here?"

"Yes" he cried longingly. "Push it in, please push it in."

It hurt. Gripping his hips Terri pushed and the big head squeezed its way into the opening. "Arghh" cried Mike-Michelle as the cock went into his ass, then the head was in and Terri stopped, the pain began to ease. The shemale, understanding these things, stroked Mike's back, relaxing him. Toni brought his rod to Mike's mouth and let him suck it. His body which had involuntarily tensed relaxed and knowing the time was right Terri pushed in all the way. Mike's sensation was incredible. Filled up. A sense he'd been waiting for years and years in longing and frustration, at last fulfilled. The cock started pumping and for a minute or two the sensation felt wrong, he felt awkward, associating the sensation otherwise and then arousal of a kind he'd never known before began taking him. Dimly he heard a voice cry "Go for it Mike" and raising his eyes glimpsed Mistress Rhonda's guest: his wife, Patty, so immensely aroused she'd lifted the front of her skirt and couldn't stop herself fingering herself. Mike saw Rhonda push his wife towards a couch, hands lifting Patty's skirt, pulling her panties down, spreading her legs, then the cock in his mouth began to jerk, and the cock in his anus no longer felt like a cock, rather just some force taking his entire body over with a pumping bumping energy that preempted any conscious thought. His body was just one total orgasm as cum spurted in his mouth, and he felt suddenly the cock in his ass thrust hard in, Terri's belly pressed hard against his asscheeks, and then the jerking automatic thrust and the squirting hot inside him and immense satisfaction at his success as the shemale collapsed onto his back in powerful, uncontrollable orgasm. Without even being touched, hot cum everywhere, Mike's own balls and cock jerked and semen spurted everywhere, all three collapsing to a heap on the floor.

How long before they recovered? Time stood still. Finally Mike got dazedly to his feet. "Meet your new Mistress" Rhonda said, holding the hand of Patty. "She's no longer your wife for you are certainly no longer her husband. You are Michelle. You are her property now and you'll do whatever she commands from this time forward. Do you understand, Michelle?”

Mike-Michelle nodded. Patty came toward him and he stared helpless as she placed a silk collar around his neck. "We are going to have so much fun!” she said as she led her husband down the stairs to the front door. "First, we’re going shopping! I want my new maid to look good for our black guest tonight."

"Black guest?"

"You remember Tyrone from my office."

Mike-Michelle recalled him well. Tall, about 28, ebony muscles glistening in a muscle-shirt, tackle bulging in spandex pants. Tyrone had made no secret of his desire for Patty.

I've been sucking his cock for the past two weeks ever since you started changing. Tyrone is bi, he loves a tight ass and a man sucking his cock. He's wanted you for ages. Tonight he's going to get both of us."

to be continued