20 Filthy Pet Slut
Part 20
Sissie's fixation becomes Sissification part 20
Filthy Pet Slut
Showering was the most unbelievable experience of my life. The greedy slut i was, I had been heamhoraging on the 'gurly pills' they had been supplying me with for.... Christ i couldn't remember how many days now. But it was definately weeks. To describe the last weeks of my life as a blur was an understatement. Impulsively i hoped out the steaming water and half heartedly dried myself before guzzling two more. Washing them down with a stiff Bourbon. I actually enjoyed the woozy, dizzy, thumping hot rushes and tingles these tablets provided. The tingly hyper sensetive sensations over my skin were weirdly delicious too. Finishing my shower i could not ignore my new body. Nor did i want to. Alone, i revelled in the look and sensation that the injections from the clinic had given me. The effects as stated were slowly increasing. I blushed as i noticed the changes. Fuck, fuck fuck! i thought. As i lathered my completely hairless body with the very particular soaps and creams Mistress Fiona had provided me with.
My nipples felt insanely sensitive. Catching myself moaning and gasping with arrousal i had never before known. My fingernails. Longer. Hot, sissy pink and manicured made every single manipulation strangely different than ever before. I fucking loved them! Having been tightly squeezed into various corsets for what felt like forever, my waist seemed to have shrunk? And i had developed smallish but definate tits. I had a bust! Somewhere between an A and B cup. For now. The firmness of my pecs was gone. Softer, more booby flesh taking their place. And without debate all this was increasing by the day. My lips had grown. Especially my bottom lip. The tonge ring still felt odd. And had me speaking with a sodding lisp! But the most striking change was, i found my buttocks. My bum. My yummy bummy had grown even yummier! Years of manual work had always kept my bum trim and firm. Each cheek felt incomparably softer. And bigger. Undoubtedly bigger. Wider. And i was in line for another round of injections tomorrow. I cannot emphasize enough how badly i yearned to wank myself off. But the teeny tiny stainless steel clitty cage was so tight. So snug. So restrictive this was impossible. What was my bell end, was now my sissy clit. Throbbing and leaking and straining through the tiny immovable bars. I could tickle and rub it with my nails which allmost brought me to my knees. It's rubbing against my slinky knicks had been a constant source of arrousal. Would i ever be allowed to touch myself properly again? My toenails, the same hot pink colour looked lovely. Washing and drying my hair was time consuming and a scintillatingly new experience too.There was not a hope in hell of escaping my constant state of sexual excitement.This being quite obviously the plan.
As instructed i dried myself and moisurised. Before smothering myself head to toe in baby lotion. A new demand. Oiling mysef felt so feminine and erotic i swear i allmost fainted as i stroked and rubbed and wrythed, coating myself in the shimmering, silky lotion. I wrapped myself in one of Mistress Fionas marvellously fluffy white towels and walked slowly to her bedroom. Without the slightest inkling of what was in store next.
Mistress Fionas bedroom was enourmass. Ginormous! Decorated beautifully and as per the rest of her home stylishly and expensively. Her grace was in the en suite. Soaking in her sumptuous bath tub. She beconed me to sit beside her as she lay, as ever, elegantly under the bubbles. She smiled that sassy, super sexy smile that melted my insides as i perched on the chair beside the bath.
'Take of the towel bitch' she spoke softly yet with absolute assurance. Then giggled provocatively as i sat naked but for my clittys cage and the tattoos on my ankle and surrounding my left upper thigh. Her massive bust visible above the suds. She did without any doubt possess the most unbelievable. Perfect boobs i had ever.... Ever seen. I yearned to bury my face into her cleavage. To spend time kissing and suckling on her bosom. Her immaculate, dark nipples standing proud on each breast. They where shaped like giant, juicy pears. Double E in size they did not sag one iota. They where magical. As was the rest of her body.
'Be a good girl and get that flannel and wash your Mummy Sissie.' A task i thoroughly enjoyed. And she knew it. Taking extra care with her thighs and eventually getting to feel the beauty of that wonderfull bust. After her bath she sat on the loo and pee'd. I had always got kinked by watching women pee. And this drove me wild with lust. She stood and i was told to lick her pee soaked pussy clean and dry. Again i enjoyed this humiliating procedure.
Eventually i dried and then moisturised my Mistress. Whilst she talked and gave my bum the odd squeeze and slap. Next i was given my next outfit. Not dissimilar to the one they had recorded me wearing for Jennifer in the hotel. Pink G-string, bately covering my sissy bulge. Matching corset. Pushing and defining my small but growing bust up. Then a nylon bodystocking. Nude, and white zebra print. It covered from my fingers to my toes. Very tightly. With a tiny crotchless split. 7 inch pink ballet shoes! OMG! Padlocked on. A pink leather collar and.... yes the pink buttplug tail was inserted humiliatingly again.
Sissie's fixation becomes Sissification part 20
Filthy Pet Slut
Showering was the most unbelievable experience of my life. The greedy slut i was, I had been heamhoraging on the 'gurly pills' they had been supplying me with for.... Christ i couldn't remember how many days now. But it was definately weeks. To describe the last weeks of my life as a blur was an understatement. Impulsively i hoped out the steaming water and half heartedly dried myself before guzzling two more. Washing them down with a stiff Bourbon. I actually enjoyed the woozy, dizzy, thumping hot rushes and tingles these tablets provided. The tingly hyper sensetive sensations over my skin were weirdly delicious too. Finishing my shower i could not ignore my new body. Nor did i want to. Alone, i revelled in the look and sensation that the injections from the clinic had given me. The effects as stated were slowly increasing. I blushed as i noticed the changes. Fuck, fuck fuck! i thought. As i lathered my completely hairless body with the very particular soaps and creams Mistress Fiona had provided me with.
My nipples felt insanely sensitive. Catching myself moaning and gasping with arrousal i had never before known. My fingernails. Longer. Hot, sissy pink and manicured made every single manipulation strangely different than ever before. I fucking loved them! Having been tightly squeezed into various corsets for what felt like forever, my waist seemed to have shrunk? And i had developed smallish but definate tits. I had a bust! Somewhere between an A and B cup. For now. The firmness of my pecs was gone. Softer, more booby flesh taking their place. And without debate all this was increasing by the day. My lips had grown. Especially my bottom lip. The tonge ring still felt odd. And had me speaking with a sodding lisp! But the most striking change was, i found my buttocks. My bum. My yummy bummy had grown even yummier! Years of manual work had always kept my bum trim and firm. Each cheek felt incomparably softer. And bigger. Undoubtedly bigger. Wider. And i was in line for another round of injections tomorrow. I cannot emphasize enough how badly i yearned to wank myself off. But the teeny tiny stainless steel clitty cage was so tight. So snug. So restrictive this was impossible. What was my bell end, was now my sissy clit. Throbbing and leaking and straining through the tiny immovable bars. I could tickle and rub it with my nails which allmost brought me to my knees. It's rubbing against my slinky knicks had been a constant source of arrousal. Would i ever be allowed to touch myself properly again? My toenails, the same hot pink colour looked lovely. Washing and drying my hair was time consuming and a scintillatingly new experience too.There was not a hope in hell of escaping my constant state of sexual excitement.This being quite obviously the plan.
As instructed i dried myself and moisurised. Before smothering myself head to toe in baby lotion. A new demand. Oiling mysef felt so feminine and erotic i swear i allmost fainted as i stroked and rubbed and wrythed, coating myself in the shimmering, silky lotion. I wrapped myself in one of Mistress Fionas marvellously fluffy white towels and walked slowly to her bedroom. Without the slightest inkling of what was in store next.
Mistress Fionas bedroom was enourmass. Ginormous! Decorated beautifully and as per the rest of her home stylishly and expensively. Her grace was in the en suite. Soaking in her sumptuous bath tub. She beconed me to sit beside her as she lay, as ever, elegantly under the bubbles. She smiled that sassy, super sexy smile that melted my insides as i perched on the chair beside the bath.
'Take of the towel bitch' she spoke softly yet with absolute assurance. Then giggled provocatively as i sat naked but for my clittys cage and the tattoos on my ankle and surrounding my left upper thigh. Her massive bust visible above the suds. She did without any doubt possess the most unbelievable. Perfect boobs i had ever.... Ever seen. I yearned to bury my face into her cleavage. To spend time kissing and suckling on her bosom. Her immaculate, dark nipples standing proud on each breast. They where shaped like giant, juicy pears. Double E in size they did not sag one iota. They where magical. As was the rest of her body.
'Be a good girl and get that flannel and wash your Mummy Sissie.' A task i thoroughly enjoyed. And she knew it. Taking extra care with her thighs and eventually getting to feel the beauty of that wonderfull bust. After her bath she sat on the loo and pee'd. I had always got kinked by watching women pee. And this drove me wild with lust. She stood and i was told to lick her pee soaked pussy clean and dry. Again i enjoyed this humiliating procedure.
Eventually i dried and then moisturised my Mistress. Whilst she talked and gave my bum the odd squeeze and slap. Next i was given my next outfit. Not dissimilar to the one they had recorded me wearing for Jennifer in the hotel. Pink G-string, bately covering my sissy bulge. Matching corset. Pushing and defining my small but growing bust up. Then a nylon bodystocking. Nude, and white zebra print. It covered from my fingers to my toes. Very tightly. With a tiny crotchless split. 7 inch pink ballet shoes! OMG! Padlocked on. A pink leather collar and.... yes the pink buttplug tail was inserted humiliatingly again.
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