Long sex story – I Was A Reluctant Shemale

Marilee’s fists tightened in despair as she sat at her
secretarial desk and listened to the muffled moans
emanating from the office of her boss, JC Wyatt. JC was
one of the youngest and most famous casting agents in
Hollywood and was the most blatant offender of the
“casting couch” which degraded women.

The young actress, a stunning blonde who couldn’t have
been more than sixteen years old, had looked so hopeful
when she had entered that office only twenty minutes
earlier, so pleased to get a chance to show her talents
to the famous JC Wyatt. But ten minutes later she had
looked terrified when Marilee had taken coffee in to
her boss.

The blonde had been kneeling on the floor, sucking on
JC’s long dick, while JC tweaked her large nipples into
stiff erection. She stopped sucking for a brief moment,
startled that JC would call his secretary in to witness
her degradation. But JC had simply grabbed the back of
the blonde’s head and slowly fucked his cock deep into
her mouth, causing her to gasp for breath.

Now, just a moment ago, Marilee had peeked through the
door crack, admittedly excited herself by the lustful
moans that filled the office. The blonde was kneeling
on the couch, her butt high in the air, as JC’s cock
fucked hard into her sopping pussy, and the sixteen
year old had been enjoying it!

But then JC had withdrawn his cock and suddenly lanced
it deep into the blonde’s ass! The youngster cried in
pain, begging JC to take his thick rod out of her ass,
but he had merely grabbed hold of her rounded tits and
set a furious pace of fucking her virgin asshole.

Marilee had closed the door and returned to her desk,
angered at her boss’ callous treatment of women.
Marilee’s roommate, Wanda had been right. No matter how
much Marilee protested to JC, he would never change. He
needed to be taught a drastic lesson.

Marilee telephoned Wanda at the private medical clinic
where she worked and told Wanda to finalize the
arrangements, and to have an ambulance arrive as soon
as possible.

As Marilee finished her call, the blonde left JC’s
office, trying to straighten her clothes as she walked
awkwardly, her ass sore from its beating. Tears
streamed down her pretty face, ruining her mascara.

Marilee reached into her purse and withdrew a
hypodermic needle which she hid behind her back as she
entered JC’s office. She put on her dumbest secretary
expression as she acted surprised to see JC resting on
the couch, his pants still down and his limp cock still
oozing cum onto his belly.

“May I?” she asked coyly as she knelt in front of him
and lifted his shriveled rod to her lips. Slowly she
licked his cock to life, twirling her tongue around the
glans and swallowing the pooled jism. She lowered her
mouth down the length of his shaft, savoring the
mingled flavors of the JC’s meat and the blonde’s pussy
juices and the flecks of scuzz from the youngster’s
ass.

Marilee hated what she was doing because she hated the
man she was doing it to, or at least she thought she
hated him. She also loved him. He had fucked her many
times and she had loved it every time. But he always
lied to her.

At the same time that she hated him, she relished the
sensation of JC’s dick hardening in her mouth. But it
was a task she had to perform; Wanda had told her to be
sure that JC’s dick was good and hard before…

It was hard, it was rampant as Marilee brought her
hidden hand from behind her back and plunged the length
of the needle deep into JC’s cock and pressed the
plunger to inject the drug.

JC fainted.

Chapter 2 – (S)he awakens
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For a long, long, LONG time JC floated below the level
of consciousness, at times in pain and at times too far
gone to recognize the concept of pain.

And then one day, JC awoke fully for the first time in
nine months. He lay quietly, his eyes closed, gathering
his thoughts, trying to recall his last conscious
memory, knowing that a great deal of time had passed,
but not why, or how, or…

He felt weak. He tried to sit up, but felt off balance,
his muscles refusing to respond as they should. He fell
back to the bed.

Where was he? A hospital room he decided.

He raised a hand to his face and stroked his chin.
Somebody had shaved him – and very well – no trace of
stubble. Then he saw his hand and arm – what the
fuck?!? All trace of his working out with weights was
gone – no muscles. Now his arms and hands were thin and
frail – and where was his thick matte of arm hair? His
fingernails were long, pointed – shit! Who’d been
giving him a goddamn manicure – he wasn’t a sissy!

He dropped his arm across his chest – to an even bigger
surprise – extra flesh! His hands explored – Christ,
what was going on here. He… he had fucking breasts!
Two mammoth mounds of tit flesh were stuck to his
chest. His hands quickly stole down to his groin – his
cock and balls were still there!

He pushed himself to a sitting position, and almost
overbalanced, the large tit-mounds swaying from his
chest almost overbalancing him. He stood in his
hospital gown and walked over to the full length mirror
on the washroom door.

He didn’t recognize the woman he saw there. She was
young, and shapely – you could see that even through
the gown, but her face and long black hair were a mess.
In his groggy condition it took a few moments for JC to
realize that he was indeed staring at himself in the
mirror. This… this wasn’t real! It couldn’t be
happening.

He rushed back to the bed, stumbling because his
muscles were weak and pushed the call button.

A nurse rushed in. He recognized her – it was his
secretary’s roommate, Wanda. Hadn’t he dated her once?
– Yeah, now he remembered – she was the one that he and
Charlie had banged at the same time!

JC started screaming at her, but Wanda didn’t take any
nonsense. “Back into the bed, honey,” she said to JC.
She pushed JC who was too weak to resist. JC remembered
little else as Wanda plunged home another needle,
sending JC once again to la-la land.

“Don’t worry, bastard! We’re taking good care of you.”
was the last thing that JC heard.

Chapter 3 – Explanations
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“Is she coming around yet?”

“I think so. Here, hold this for me. I just have to
apply a last little bit of blush…”

JC awoke slowly to the sensation of a cool pad stroking
across his upper cheek. His eyes fluttered open as he
realized that he was sitting upright, strapped into a
chair. He looked around. Marilee, his bitchy secretary,
stood to one side. Her roommate, Wanda was standing on
the other side, just placing some makeup back on the
counter in front of JC. Standing just barely in view to
one side was another woman whom JC didn’t know – big
and burly, dressed as a hospital guard.

JC struggled against his bonds, especially when he
looked at himself in the mirror. He remembered his
brief previous awakening and roared with rage. Staring
back at him – he couldn’t FUCKING believe it was he,
himself except that she thrashed about exactly as he
did – was a gorgeous young woman.

She had long lustrous black hair, gathered into a pony
tail at the side of the head instead of the back, so
that it swept around in a curve over the shoulder and
onto her large chest. She had large green eyes, a saucy
nose and large pouting lips, all expertly made up with
lipstick, blush, eye shadow and liner and mascara.
Large hoop earrings dangled from her ears.

The reflection was dressed in a glittering green tube
top that barely contained the enormous breasts that
bounced around as JC struggled. That was all that JC
could see in the mirror. He looked down at himself,
having to lean forward slightly to look past his
(HIS????) large heaving breasts. He wore a very short
black leather skirt which barely covered the tops of
his black stockings. On his (HIS????) feet he wore
black pumps with four inch heels, which left the tips
of some toes exposed – he could see his toenails were
painted a bright red, matching the fingernails on his
small hands.

“What the fuck have you done to me?”

It was Wanda who replied. “We felt you needed to be
taught a lesson, to learn how the other half lives, so
to speak!”

“I don’t understand…”

“You’ve toyed with and used every young girl that
walked through your office door in the year that I
worked for you,” said Marilee. “Now it’s time for you
to get a taste of your own medicine. A… a bunch of us
had you brought here and over the last nine months…”

“Nine months! You knocked me out for nine months?”

“Yes, all your friends think you died of a heart
attack! For nine months you’ve been injected with
hormones and had many plastic surgery operations.” As
she told JC this Marilee untied him.

JC stood up unsteadily, not used to his new
musculature, his new distribution of weight, nor to the
four inch high heels. JC staggered about the room,
looking around wildly.

“You can’t fucking do this – I’ll have you arrested!”

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Not a chance!” said Wanda. “We
told you – you’re dead!”

“What… why?”

“Tomorrow you have your final operation to turn you
into a complete woman.”

“You mean you haven’t yet…” JC quickly reached under
the leather skirt. He wore no panties or underwear and
was able to easily confirm that his cock was still
there.

“No, but tomorrow, we hack it off!”

“But, you could still change me back now.”

“Yes, but we have no intention of doing so.”

“Why, why am I dressed like this?”

“We’re not all bad,” said Wanda with a grin. “We
thought we’d take you out for dinner and drinks before
your big day. And considering the size of your breasts,
we could hardly dress you up in a suit now, could we?
So we thought we’d show you how the new you can look,
if you take the time to keep yourself pretty. You
should have all the guys chasing after you. HA!”

“This is all so fucking crazy!” said JC.

“Here, take this” Marilee handed JC a tiny purse with a
long strap. JC hung the strap over his bare shoulder.
“There’s two hundred dollars in there, just in case you
need it.”

Marilee and Wanda left, saying that they were going to
change clothes for their night on the town. JC walked
about the room, trying to get used to the idea of what
the two bitches had done to him, and trying to get used
to his new body. It was damn awkward trying to walk in
four inch heels, especially with this new centre of
gravity caused by his (her? – what the fuck was he/she
now, anyways???) large breasts. And the breasts were a
fucking pain too; every time he shifted position, his
damn nipples rubbed against the material of the tube
top, irritating the hell out of them.

Why the hell hadn’t they at least put a bra and some
more modest clothing on him. Why had they chosen these
clothes for a night on the town? As JC looked in the
large mirror, he realized that he looked like some high
class hooker!

Hell, they had done a good job on him though! If he’d
come across the babe in the mirror a few days ago – no,
make that ten months ago, he’d sure have put a couple
hundred bucks down her panties for a couple hours of
fucking and sucking with her! Hell, he could have made
her a star!

What the fuck was he thinking! He had to get OUT of
here before Wanda and Marilee came back!

JC peeked out the door, but the burly woman guard was
standing there. Then JC had an idea. He went to the
phone and called the switchboard and asked them to
phone him back. When the phone rang, he answered it,
then went to the door and told the guard she was wanted
on the phone.

When the guard went to the phone, JC snuck out the door
and ran like hell, quickly falling. It was the shoes –
he couldn’t run in heels! JC quickly removed the heels
and, carrying them, ran down the hallway. As JC
approached the Ambulance entrance to the hospital, he
(she?) saw Marilee and JC coming towards him. They
shouted and gave chase. JC ran into a side hallway and
followed the signs to the front entrance to the
hospital. JC ran out the door and jumped into the only
waiting cab.

“Where to doll?” said the cabbie.

“Just drive! I’ll… I’ll tell you where to take me as
soon as I make up my mind!”

JC smiled to himself as the cab drove off, leaving
Marilee and Wanda in its dust.

Marilee and Wanda grinned at each other. “It worked,”
said Marilee.

Chapter 4 – Escape to the cabbie from hell
——————————————

“So where to, girlie? You want me to take you to the
Strip, or you working one of the hotels tonight?

“What? What did you say,” asked JC.

“I said, where are you working tonight? You working a
corner on the Strip, or you got a date at one of the
hotels? You are hooking, ain’t ya?”

“I-I don’t know what…”

“Fine, have it your way. Where to?

JC told the cabbie to take him home – or at least where
home was nine months earlier.

“Hey, that’s a pretty ritzy part of town! But it’s also
a thirty buck fare. Your trick must be loaded! You got
that kind of money on you? If so, ya better show it to
me – I ain’t going that far on a freebie!”

JC opened the small purse, only to find that Marilee
had lied! The purse contained only a makeup compact, a
lipstick, a stick of gum, a driver’s license (with her
(his?) picture and the name “Jesse Wyatt”) and five
dollars!

“I… I don’t have the money.”

“Damn, I hate it when you broads do this to me.” The
cab pulled off to the side and screeched to a halt. The
cabbie reached into the glove box and brought out a
switchblade, which he switched open as he got out of
the cab and into the back seat beside JC.

“You bitches have had enough free rides out of me! It’s
time for me to get mine back.” As he waved the knife
menacingly at JC, JC cowered against the other door.

“What… what are you going to do?”

“You’re going to get my rocks off for me, honey!”

“You can’t… I mean I’m not what you think…” And
then JC shut up, realizing what kind of fit the cabbie
might go into if he found out about JC’s cock and
balls!

The cabbie pressed the tip of the blade against JC’s
throat as his other hand pulled down the top of JC’s
tube top, causing JC’s large breasts to pop out from
under cover. JC shuddered as the cabbie’s dirty hands
slowly mauled his tits and tweaked his nipples.

“God, you’ve got fabulous melons, babe!” The cabbie
lowered his head and wrapped his lips around JC’s left
nipple. A surge of pleasure ripped through JC and he
moaned. “Yah, you like that, don’t you bitch!” JC
pushed against the cabbie, trying to stop him from
fondling her (him?), but his new weak body failed him
(her?). This time the cabbie pressed the knife against
the edge of one of JC’s hardened nipples with enough
pressure to draw a drop of blood. “You just sit back
and enjoy yourself, or I’ll slice one of these off!”

JC calmed down. Fine, just let the cabbie suck on his
tits, and be done with it. Then maybe… oh, that felt
so good. JC’s nipples had always been sensitive, but
never like this.

Finally the cabbie sat back. JC’s distended nipples
glistened with the cabbie’s saliva.

JC panicked again as the cabbie undid his pants and
slid them down to his ankles, then reached inside his
shorts to bring out his semi-hard dick.

“Now you’re going to suck me, bitch!” JC cowered back,
as far away as he could, but the cabbie reached over,
grasped the back of JC’s head with one hand and pulled
mightily, slamming JC’s head into his lap. The cabbie’s
cock rested against JC’s cheek.

The cabbie held his dick in one hand and grasped JC’s
hair in the other. He rubbed his dick across JC’s face
and pushed it against JC’s mouth. “Open wide, you cunt.
You’re going to enjoy this, if I have to cut off BOTH
of your fucking breasts!”

“Oh god oh god oh god oh god” thought JC. The knife. JC
whimpered, but opening his mouth only that tiny bit was
enough. The cabbie’s cock was now rock hard and he
jammed it between JC’s lips, the glans slipping between
the teeth and against JC’s tongue.

“Suck it bitch! Suck me good and maybe I’ll even give
you a fucking tip!” The cabbie grabbed hold of JC’s
head and lifted and lowered it. JC had no control as
the cock fucked in and out of his mouth, never far
enough out that he could spit it out.

“Use your tongue on it. I said USE YOUR TONGUE, you
cunt!” The cabbie pulled JC’s hair! JC almost blacked
out from the pain. The cabbie slapped his face!
Whimpering again, JC washed his tongue around the
cabbie’s dick as it slid in an out of his mouth. “Suck
on it” he ordered him, and JC sucked on his dick,
closing his lips around the hard shaft, twirling his
tongue along its length, feeling its warmth, tasting
its meaty flavor.

Suddenly JC got into this cock sucking thing. If he was
going to do this, he might as well do it right. He
remembered how he had liked his own dick sucked. He
grasped the cabbie’s dick in one hand and slowly pumped
the shaft as he twisted the rod in his hand, grinding
his teeth along the base of the glans.

The cabbie groaned, relaxing his hold on his head. JC
raised and lowered his head on the cabbie’s meaty shaft
as he continued to fist him with one hand and play with
his balls with the other. He could feel the boiling cum
gathering in the cabbie s nuts as the cock grew even
more rigid.

Suddenly, the cabbie pushed JC off of his cock, pushed
him onto his back on the seat and tried to lift JC’s
skirt. JC held the skirt down firmly. “Time for a
little fucking, dearie. Now you ain’t shy are you! Ha!”

JC knew just what the cabbie would do with his knife if
he found JC’s cock and balls. JC had to get out of
here, the sooner the better, but how?

“No, you can’t, it’s… it’s my period. I’m on the
rag!”

“Well, what the fuck, I’m going to fuck something!”

JC thought furiously, how could he get out of this jam
without getting his skirt raised? “Fuck… hmmmm…
fuck my tits!”

“Hey, now you’re cooking, bitch!”

The cabbie straddled JC’s chest and laid his rampant
cock between JC’s humungous tit mounds. “God you’ve got
fucking great tits, whore!” The cabbie squeezed JC’s
tits together, forming a channel of hot flesh between
which he began fucking his hard dick. JC closed his
eyes, ashamed, waiting for the ordeal to end!

But then, the cabbie grasped his hands and forced JC to
mash his own tits together. The cabbie in turn started
fondling JC’s fat nipples, tweaking them, pulling them,
pinching them, teasing them. JC groaned. His tits felt
fabulous. “Oh god, don’t stop!” cried JC his tongue
wetting his lips. “Pinch them, twist them! Oh, yeah,
babe, that feels great!”

As JC panted, the cabbie ran a finger around his hot
painted lips. “You’ve got one dynamite pout there,
darling. It’s a real shame to let those lips go to
waste!”

The cabbie placed a cushion under JC’s head so that it
was tilted upwards. Now each time he fucked his cock
through JC’s tit mounds, his dick head brushed against
his shemale lips. “Kiss it” he told the brunette
shemale, and each time he fucked forward, JC kissed the
tip of his dick, or ran his tongue around his glans.

Finally, the cabbie was near to cumming. He started
losing control, frantically ramming his cock between
JC’s tits. Suddenly he lifted himself, slid forward and
shoved the length of his dick deep into JC’s mouth. JC
gasped for breath, caught it and then sputtered as the
cabbie’s dick exploded in his mouth, thick wads of man
jism shooting out of the eye.

JC choked, then swallowed, and swallowed some more and
swallowed some more. He gasped for breath and was
rewarded as the cabbie drew his cock out of his mouth,
but only so that he could spray the last couple of jets
of jism across his face.

Meanwhile, JC realized that he had unconsciously been
doing two things. First, he had grasped hold of his own
nipples and had been strumming them with his long
fingernails, teasing himself, increasing his own sexual
excitement. Second, and this was truly frightening, all
this hot sex action had gotten his own cock ramrod hard
and he had been thrusting his own hips about, rubbing
his own dick head against the inside of his leather
skirt, trying to reach his own climax.

Fuck, what if the cabbie noticed. He had to keep him
distracted while his own cock wilted!

“Ummmmm, that was nice,” JC lied (or was it?). He
grasped the cabbie’s cock in his hand and squeezed it,
milking the last few drops of jism out of the eye so
that they dropped onto his tongue and he quickly sucked
them in.

“Christ, that was hot babe!” said the cabbie as his
fingers gathered his cum off of JC’s face. He slipped
the fingers into JC’s mouth, telling him to lick them
clean. He did.

The cabbie reached into his pants and took out a twenty
dollar bill and used it to wipe up some drops of cum
off of JC’s heaving breasts. “Here, here’s your tip.”
He then stuffed the bill into the front of JC’s skirt
and climbed back into the front of the cab.

JC straightened herself (himself, he remembered with a
start! he was a fucking guy!) out, straightening out
her (HIS!) top and tucking her/his large breasts back
in. He looked to see where they were going. “Hey, this
isn’t the way to my place!”

“Damn right it ain’t. You still ain’t got the thirty
bucks for the fare. I’m going to drop you off on the
Strip. Once you’ve earned enough dough, give me a
shout, and MAYBE I’ll take you home! But then, maybe
I’ll want a taste of your juicy puss – rag or no rag!”

“Bastard! I went through all that for nothing!” JC
reached forward and raked the cabbie’s face with his
nails, taking away skin and blood!

“You fucking bitch! Well, I know what to do with you!”

Two blocks later, the cabbie pulled up in an alley
beside a police car!

JC panicked, and tried to run, but was quickly caught
by one of the officers, a woman, from the car.

The cabbie made up some story, showing the cops his
face and the twenty bucks that was still stuck in JC’s
skirt. He tossed JC’s pumps out of the car and then
drove away, leaving JC to face the cops.

Chapter 5 – Female perverted bitch cop from hell
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“You’re going to take that fucking cabbie’s word over
mine?” shouted JC! “Do you know who I am? I could have
you thrown off the fucking force!”

“Shut your mouth, girlie!” said the brutish male cop as
he pushed JC back against the wall of a building. The
alley was poorly lit, many areas in deep shadow, others
brightly lit by lights over back doorways. Garbage
littered the pavement, including broken cardboard
boxes.

The cop grinned as he ogled JC’s panting body. He
hadn’t recovered his breath from the run and his chest
was still heaving as he tried to regain his breath! JC
reached up and brushed his long black hair away from
his face.

“So you’re gonna tell us you’re some big star and we’re
gonna recognize ya and let ya go, are we?” laughed the
female cop, her white smile gleaming between her thick
bright red lips. Leaning against the wall beside JC she
nudged JC in the ribs with her night stick.

“So who are ya? Cher? Nah, wait a minute – with those
hooters ya gotta be Dolly Parton! So tell me Dolly,
what ya doing sucking off cabbies on the Strip?
Shouldn’t ya be makin’ a movie or somethin’?”

“This isn’t me! I mean I don’t really look like this!
My name is JC Wyatt and I’m a Hollywood talent
agent…”

“You ain’t no JC Wyatt, bitch! I did crowd control at
the Oscar’s last year! JC Wyatt’s a guy, not a dame!”

“But that’s what I’m telling you – I AM a man! My
secretary and her roommate kidnapped me and put me in
the hospital and somehow turned me into… THIS! You’ve
gotta fucking believe me! This is a fucking nightma…”

The male cop grabbed JC and spun him around, pushing
him against the wall so that he “assumed the position”
– hands spread high against the wall, legs spread wide
on the dirty pavement.

“Watch your mouth, girlie! That’s got to be the biggest
bullshit story I’ve heard yet! Now spread’em while I
search you for weapons – not that you could hide much
in that outfit!”

The cop patted JC around the waist and then moved his
hands up to JC’s large breasts. His hands groped his
boobs, lifting them and pulling them apart; his fingers
ground through the material where his tightening
nipples pushed against the material. JC couldn’t
control himself as she pushed his tits forward against
his rough hands and moaned softly.

“Yeah, all you whores like that, don’t you!”

JC came back to reality. “Paws off, pig!” he stammered.
In response, the cop twisted his tits savagely and then
released them.

“Owwww!” cried JC.

The cop moved downwards, patting down his thighs and
calves, then back up the back of his sheer-stockinged
legs to his tight leather skirt. He patted him on the
ass and then reached around front where he was startled
to feel a bulge in JC’s groin area. He squeezed to
discover the shape of the hidden object and then jumped
back when it turned out to be soft and resilient!

“Shit, damn, fuck!” cried the cop. “Monica, I think
this bitch may be telling the truth. I think she’s got
a goddamned cock under there!”

Monica, the female cop, knelt behind JC and ran her
black hands between JC’s legs and grasped hold of JC’s
cock. “Jesus Christ, so she does!” Monica slowly fisted
JC’s cock which quickly rose to erection. “And a
fucking big one too!”

“I told you,” said JC. “I’m JC Wyatt and you two are in
deep shit!”

“Hold on a second, Frank! Take a look at this” Monica
had noticed a tiny gold ankle bracelet which JC wore
under his stockings, and which JC himself had not
noticed before. “Shine your flashlight down here for a
second – there’s some engraving on part of this.”

“JC Wyatt, my ass!” exclaimed Monica. “Frankie, she’s
one of Long Johnny’s girls! Look at this, the bracelet
says `If found, return this whore to Long Johnny for
$100 reward’. Jeez, that Johnny – he’s such a kidder!”

Monica grasped JC’s arm and spun him around. JC’s back
rested against the wall as he panted, still somewhat
overcome by Frank’s mauling of his hyper-sensitive
breasts. His tube top was in disarray so that one rigid
nipple poked out.

“So what are we gonna do with you, bitch?” sneered
Monica, poking JC’s exposed nipple with her long black
night stick. “What say we take you down to the station
house and throw you in a holding cell with the other
riff-raff we pick up tonight. Once they get a look at
you, sweet cheeks, there won’t be much left of your ass
by morning!”

“Just stuff her in the car, Monica,” said her partner.

“Shut it Frank!” Monica spit back at him.

“So whataya think, honey?” she said to JC.

New and unfamiliar hormones surged through JC and tears
began to seep down his cheeks. “No, please, just take
me home. I don’t want any trouble.”

The black female cop reached out one hand and lightly
tweaked JC’s nipple. JC shuddered. “Don’t worry, babe.
I won’t let anyone hurt you.” Her hand moved up to JC’s
chin and held it firm as she looked in JC’s eyes. “You
just do what I tell you, understand?”

JC nodded.

“Whatcha got in mind, partner,” said Frank.

“Drag that flattened carton over here, Frank. I think
the girlie’s going to put on a show for us.”

At Monica’s directions, JC hesitantly removed the
leather skirt and pushed the tube top down around his
waist. He also put his four inch pumps back on before
kneeling on the filthy cardboard.

“Now ain’t she a delicious sight, huh Frank?” JC knelt
placidly on the cardboard, wearing only in his pumps,
his black sheer stockings and the garter belt which
held them in place. His (HIS?) heavy tits sat high on
his chest, his semi- erect cock waved in front of him.
His long black ponytail lay across his shoulder.

“Play with your tits, slut! I want you to turn me on
like you turn on all your johns!”

“But….”

Monica rapped JC hard in the ribs with her nightstick.
“I said play with your fucking tits!”

Fear flashed through JC’s eyes as he brought his
fingers up to his nipples, and slowly twirled his
fingers around them. He lifted his huge breasts,
squeezed them, massaged them. He thought about all the
times women had played with their tits before he had
fucked them. His nipples were electric, like two long
plugs filled with electricity. Squeezing them, they
grew longer, and even more sensitive. JC moaned
lustily.

His tongue played across his lips, wetting both the
lips and his fingers, seductively. His saliva slickened
his nipples as pinched himself harder. He lifted his
large boobs, as if offering them to Monica, who stood
watching, her own hands rubbing her pussy through her
police slacks.

And as JC mauled his own tits, the new female hormones
coursing through his body took over and he began to
stop thinking of himself as a HE, and instead as a SHE,
even though HER cock grew rigid, firmly erect. It
ached, cum boiling in her balls, her rod waving about
with a mind of its own, yearning for release.

JC closed her eyes as the heavenly sensations coursed
through her body. She opened them to find that while
Frank was still watching in stunned disbelief, Monica
had discarded her outer clothing. Her own large black
breasts swung freely, and her own sopping black pussy,
heavily covered in wiry black hair was exposed to the
attention of her own fingers.

Chapter 6 – The action gets hot and heavy
—————————————–

As Monica strummed her own clitty, she raised her
nightstick to JC’s lips and pushed it forward into the
shemale’s mouth. “Suck it,” commanded Monica, “suck my
truncheon. Suck my hard police cock, you bitch.”

Still pulling at her tits, JC let the thick nightstick
slide in and out of her mouth, remembering all the
times she (he?) had had her own dick sucked and
shivering at the perverse sensation of the hard black
stick fucking her mouth. JC lost herself in pleasure as
she flicked her tongue around the head of the solid
truncheon.

As Monica slid the thick rod back and forth in the
shemale whore’s mouth, she squeezed her own tight
nipples with the other. “Ohhh, god! This is fantastic
Frank! Get those damn clothes off. We’re goin’ to get
ourselves a good taste of this shit gal’s ass!”

Slowly, mesmerized by the hot scene in front of him,
Frank slowly disrobed, unsure as to how he was going to
take part in the coming action.

Monica fell to her knees in front of JC and crushed her
mouth to the brightly painted lips of the hot she-man.
JC moaned deeply into Monica’s black lips as the
negress’ tongue twirled deep into her panting mouth.
Monica’s left hand savagely twisted JC’s left nipple,
but JC’s cry of pain turned to pleasure as Monica’s
other hand fisted the shemale’s raging hard-on.

Wearing nothing but his regulation socks and, for some
reason still, his police hat, Frank stood watching in
stunned awe as Monica fisted this strange he-bitch’s
stiff ramrod while the beautiful shemale arched her
back backwards in a great bow, her large tits flopping
in time to her own fucking of her great dick through
Monica’s pumping fist.

“Oh, yeah, pump it babe! Make me cum! Oh, god yes!!
I’ve gotta cum” JC panted in great gasps, her slender
tongue lolling from her mouth like a bitch dog in heat.
“Oh yeah! Do me. Do me good!” Her fingers tweaked her
fat nipples.

But just before her balls started squirting her cum
through her cock shaft, Monica squeezed her scrotal sac
tightly, clamping off the orgasm. “No, oh god no! Let
me cum! Oh, jeez, I gotta cum!!!”

“Not yet, whore. You gotta take care of us first!” said
Monica. “God you are a hot little number, ain’t ya!”

“So whattaya think Frank? You want to do a little
number with this gal? Huh?” Get that dick over here,
Frankie!”

Frank stood facing the two women who were both still on
their knees, their mouths only inches apart. Monica
reached out and grabbed her partner’s dick and pulled
him closer. She slowly rubbed the tip of Frank’s thick
dick across JC’s lips. JC pulled back, timid, uncertain
and afraid of what was to happen next.

Monica slowly fisted JC’s dick. JC’s hips automatically
pumped forward. Monica opened her mouth and engulfed
the head of Frank’s dick. She sucked on it, using her
thick tongue expertly and in no time it was hard. She
drew her head back and looked up into her partner’s
eyes.

“I bet you’ve been sitting beside me for months just
racking your brains for a way to get my hot mouth
around this cock of yours, haven’t you Frankie?”

“You read me like a book, babe!”

Monica fisted the thick dick a couple more times and
then pointed the tip at JC. “Your turn dearie.”

Both Frank and JC recoiled at the same time.

“I don’t know about this, Monica,” said Frank. “Shut up
Frank. You’re gonna love this, I guarantee it!”

“Well, if you say so….” and with this Frank took a
hold of the back of JC’s head and pressed his dick to
her ruby red lips. JC twisted her head away, a trail of
precum painting her cheek. On Frank’s next thrust,
Monica caressed both of JC’s nipples at the same time.
JC moaned and Frank’s dick head slid smoothly past her
lips into her hot mouth. Fooled again by the same
trick, she thought!

Monica resumed her tantalization of JC’s cock and tits,
driving her to an even keener sexual frenzy as Frank’s
cock slid in and out of JC’s mouth. JC swirled her
tongue around the thick beef stick realizing that she
enjoyed the flavor of the cock shaft mingled with
syrupy precum. JC steadied the dick with one hand as
she pulled the dick all the way out, flicking her
tongue around the edges of the glans and then across
the tip of the angry cock, slurping up the continual
ooze of precum from the wide eye of the cock.

JC was now lost in her cocksucking. Gone were all
thoughts of fending off this attack. In her sexual
heat, she forgot that this was until only hours earlier
an act she would never have contemplated committing.
She had only one goal. To make that cock spurt its hot
jism!

As JC sucked the hot dick, Monica lapped up the sweat
on her partner’s hairy balls. She drew first one and
then the other into her mouth, sucking them, teasing
them. Then she kissed her way up the length of his dick
until she found JC’s hot mouth avid sucking on the
cop’s dick head. Monica crushed her mouth to JC’s, the
two wanton women kissing passionately, their tongues
twirling into each other’s mouths, fighting each other
across the bulging head of Frank’s cock.

First Monica plunged her head deep down on Frank’s
dick, and then JC. They alternated, each time going
just a bit deeper, a bit further down on the dick,
until finally the entire length disappeared down
Monica’s throat. JC gasped in shock as Monica’s nose
nuzzled into the thick thatch of hair at the base of
the cop’s cock!

“Jeez, that’s fantastic.” thought JC. But the sight
didn’t last long. As Monica tried to keep her lips
locked around the root of her white partner’s tool,
Frank grasped her head and pulled back. As his cock
cleared her large lips, a string of precum hung in the
air, from the eye of the cop’s dick to Monica’s
glistening lips. JC darted in and swirled her tongue
around the dick head and then ate her way along the
delicate string until her lips touched Monica’s, ending
in a raunchy kiss.

“Get on your back, Monica,” said Frank. “God, I just
gotta fuck you,” his fist held his 8″ dick, slowly
fisting it. “I gotta get my rocks off and that black
pussy of yours will feel so fucking tight – I just know
it.”

“Not me sugar. No way. You’re gonna fuck this piece of
white trash. You want tight, she’ll give it to you!”

“What the hell? She ain’t got no fucking pussy!”

“You’re a smart boy, Frankie. You’ll figure it out! Now
watch us girls party!”

Chapter 7 – An ass is as good as a pussy
—————————————-

Monica lay on her back and commanded JC to kneel
between her spread legs. Then Monica yanked JC’s head
down, grinding the he-bitches face against her slimy
cunt. “Eat me,” she demanded of the white girl. Now
this was something that JC enjoyed: muff diving! She
sharp odor of Monica’s soppy cunt drove JC wild. The
dim light from the bare bulbs over the doorways in this
alley glistened off of Monica’s glistening pussy lips
as JC licked her tongue up and down the edges of
Monica’s outer cunt lips.

JC worked two fingers in and out of Monica’s cunnie as
her lips wrapped around the black cop’s inch long clit
and sucked. “Eeeeeaayah!” cried Monica.

JC was getting extremely turned on as he lapped up gobs
of Monica’s juicy, sweet fuck cream and swallowed it
down in gulps. As she pumped the fingers of one hand
into Monica’s fiery love pit, the other hand worked
away at her own distended nipples, turning her on even
more.

Then, JC lowered her body even more so that her breasts
rested on the filthy cardboard and she could grind her
nipples into the dirt and grime and raspy material of
the cardboard. Chills ran up and down her spine and she
arched her back in ecstasy, throwing her ass high in
the air.

Still fisting his cock, Frank moved up behind JC,
looking at her deliciously rounded ass globes sticking
up so high. He tried not to look at the long stiff
prick and heavy ball sac that hung from the sexy
shemale’s groin, but he had to admit that this weird
chick really turned him on. And she had such a
delectable brown puckered asshole, glistening.

“Hey, Monica. This gal came ready for action. Her
asshole’s all slicked up with vaseline or somethin’,”
laughed Frank. As he fell to his knees behind JC he
also noticed: “Ha! That Long Johnny. He’s even more
than a kidder! This gal’s got a tattoo right by her ass
crack. It says ‘Deposit $50 and insert cock here’!”

“Well do it ya fat jerk! Fuck this white trash’s
nether- pussy! Give her what she wants! Fuck her!
Ohhhhh!” The last groan from Monica was caused by JC
rasping her teeth across the black bitch’s clit. “Yeah
babe! Bite my clitty. Oh god, I love rough girls! Suck
me babe. Make mamma cum!”

Frank meanwhile had positioned the tip of his cock
against JC’s lubricated butt hole and now pushed
forward. Instantly his dick slid a full inch into the
white whore’s asshole, but then it stopped as JC
squeezed her anal muscles tight. What was happening
here! The sodomizing penetration had brought her (him!)
back to reality very quickly.

JC was a guy, a MAN, yet here he was dressed as some
floozy hooker, his (her?) lipsticked mouth glued to the
sopping pussy, his (her?) new tits grinding lewdly into
the cardboard and a thick cock starting to penetrate
his (her!) virgin ass.

JC swung a fist back at Frank, and Frank’s cock pulled
out of JC’s ass with an audible, sucking, pop! But
Frank caught a hold of her arm and bent it sharply
upward. JC howled in pain, her wet face lifted high
from Monica’s cunnie. Monica quickly clamped a hand
across the sexy shemale’s mouth and looked her straight
in the eyes.

“You do everything and anything we want you to do – you
understand. If you don’t, we’ll throw you in with all
the sex perverts and rapists at the station house – and
we got plenty of them – and let them have their fun
with you! You understand me bitch!” As emphasis, Frank
twisted her arm even higher, almost dislocating it from
the socket.

JC’s eyes grew large with fear. Tears flowed down her
cheek. Damn Marilee and Wanda. Their work over of JC
had been complete during the nine months they had kept
him (her?) unconscious. Not only had they reshaped her
body with operations and hormones, but those same
hormones had wrecked havoc with JC’s emotions and sex
drive. She was powerless to prevent these two street
cops from doing what they wanted to her!

JC continued to sob as Monica thrust JC’s face back
into Monica’s pussy. To add insult, Monica raised her
ass slightly so that her cunnie was better angled and
forcefully rubbed JC’s entire face around and around on
her sopping cunt lips, thoroughly wetting the shemale’s
entire face.

Frank once more thrust his cock forward, lancing his
glans smoothly between JC’s ass cheeks and again sank
his dick in only an inch. “Loosen up those muscles
bitch! Let daddy give you a ride you ain’t gonna forget
in a long, long time!,” said Frank.

Monica grabbed hold of JC’s ponytail and yanked hard.
“Do it bitch!” JC screamed in pain and cried harder.
But she did as she was told and relaxed her anal
muscles as best she could. Frank thrust forward and his
entire eight inch cock slid easily forward embedding
itself deep in JC’s bung hole.

JC cried out in pain, she had never felt so filled
before. Frank slowly began sliding his cock in and out
of her ass, at first just a few inch out and then back,
never letting JC feel empty, but after a couple of
minutes he began drawing back so that only the glans
remained buried in the delicate brown pucker and then
ramming his entire mighty rod back in, deep into the
he-slut’s bowels!

JC endured the pain. She had never realized just how
much it must have hurt all those women who’s asses she
herself had fucked. As she slowly stopped crying and
resumed her finger and tongue fucking of Monica’s quim,
she wondered why so many of those same women had come
back, voluntarily, asking for another hard ass-fucking.

JC grunted as one of Frank’s harder thrusts drove the
thick truncheon even deeper than before. Meanwhile,
Monica had reached her sexual peak, orgasm after orgasm
shuddering through her body. Her pussy exploded with
thick love cream, her female spunk gushing out and
sliding across JC’s caressing tongue.

JC swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the black cop’s
female jism, savoring the delicious fishy flavor and
creamy texture of the spunk. JC lost herself in the
pleasure of licking Monica’s cunt lips clean, and as
she came down from that sexual high, she realized that
another perverse pleasure was wracking her body.

At some point, the pain of her ass-fucking had begun to
turn to pleasure. At some point in her cunt-lapping
frenzy, her body had taken over and each time Frank
pounded his cock forward, JC’s body had responded,
thrusting backward, helping the thick cock to bury
itself ever deeper in her burning asshole.

Chapter 8 – JC enjoys her shemale lust
————————————–

And JC was shocked to find that her own cock had
maintained a raging erection through all that had
happened. Her own nine inch dick throbbed and pulsed
each time Frank’s cock pounded into her. She could feel
the scum boiling in her balls, her jism ready to
explode.

Oh god, she had to get her rocks off. She reached back
with one hand to grasp her rod and yank it, pull it,
beat her own meat, but Monica grabbed her hand. “Let it
come by itself” was all she said, and JC knew she was
right. It would be much better, much more powerful, if
it happened by itself.

JC was now totally lost in her wanton, perverse lust.
“Fuck me, Frank. Drive it home. Split me open with that
dick.”

Frank could feel his own jism burning in his balls. He
was close to cumming. He drilled JC faster, harder. JC
cried out in joy, “Oh, yeah. I love it. Drive my ass.
Ram it in deeper. Fuck me hard. Harder!”

JC threw herself upright, her back now pressed tight
against Frank’s hairy chest as he continued to fuck
deep into her now raw and tender asshole. Frank’s hands
grasped hold of JC’s melons and he squeezed her
engorged nipples. JC turned her head and without
anymore thought about what kind of creature he was
fucking, Frank locked his lips to hers, and sucked the
shemale’s tongue deep into his own mouth.

JC gasped from the mauling of her tits, from the deep
fucking of her ass. Her cock waved lewdly in the air,
twitching, spasming, dying to shoot its load. Each time
Frank’s cock speared deep into JC’s anal pussy, his
heavy balls slapped forcefully into JC’s own scuzz
loaded balls.

It’s hard to say who came first. Frank released JC’s
panting mouth and let out a horrendous scream as his
balls exploded. Huge gobs of jism jetted from his
cockhead, buried deep in JC’s bowels. His dick was
forced back almost all the way out of her ass channel
by the force of the explosion, but he quickly thrust
forward again, squishing his way up her cream coated
poop chute. Gobs of cum oozed back around his shaft and
dropped from the base of his balls onto the filthy
cardboard.

At the same time, JC’s cock exploded splattering her
load of jism everywhere. As her fire hose spouted its
thick shemale cream, it pointed upwards, splashing
against the undersides of JC’s heaving tits, it jetted
across the bosom and belly of Monica who was kneeling
just inches in front of the shemale, and it splashed
across Monica’s face. Monica quickly slid her mouth
over the sexy vixen’s cockhead and slurped up the
remaining fuck jism.

As Frank slowly and reluctantly withdrew his cock from
the shemale’s bung hole, Monica kissed JC passionately,
thrusting deep into the shemale’s mouth a mouthful of
her own sweet fuck-cream. JC swallowed it hungrily and
then began licking her own jism off of Monica’s face
and tits and belly.

Exhausted from her ordeals with the cabbie and now with
the two patrol cops, JC collapsed on her back. But she
got no rest. Frank knelt straddling her head and placed
his cock to her lips. “Clean it off, bitch. Polish it
with your tongue and suck it dry!” he commanded her.

JC’s eyes widened as she saw the dirt and filth on the
cop’s dick: traces of cum, drying blood from her own
ass and flakes of dried brown – whatever! JC shuddered
and tried to squirm away, but Monica grasped her cock
and balls and squeezed hard. Monica screamed, but Frank
cut off the cry of anguish by shoving his flaccid dick
between her lips.

“Yeah, that’s it babe! Use your tongue on it. Wash it
clean!” JC had no choice. Her tongue swirled around the
dick head lodged between her luscious lips. Frank’s
cock pushed deeper and she washed the length of his
thick shaft.

Meanwhile, Monica began fisting JC’s dick and soon it
reached full erection again. Monica squatted over JC’s
groin and slowly lowered her dripping pussy. She paused
to rub the head of JC’s nine inch shaft along her pussy
lips, teasing herself, but then suddenly dropped her
entire weight, sinking the shemale’s hot rod all the
way up her cunnie. Monica quickly raised and lowered
herself, fucking her own pussy with the trapped
shemale’s rampant dick.

JC became even more aroused as Monica rode her cock.
And Frank began to fuck JC’s face more vigorously. Once
again JC’s new hormones betrayed her and she became an
animal of pure sex, wanting only to have orgasm after
orgasm. As Frank fucked his long prong in and out of
her mouth, JC found that she now relished the flavor of
the last bit of scuzz that coated his dick; the jism
and blood and flecks of shit adding to her lust craze.

JC wanted more, she wanted all of Frank’s cock, and on
one of his downward thrusts she opened her throat in
just the right way and the cop’s entire eight inches
disappeared down her throat. JC’s tongue flicked along
the base of Frank’s cock now each time it plunged deep
into her gullet.

JC’s hands grasped Frank’s cock and pumped it each time
he pulled back. “Cum for me Frankie, Fuck my face and
cum down my throat. I can’t get enough of your stud
cock!”

It took little more than those words for Frank’s cock
to explode once again, and indeed, deep down in JC’s
throat. His scalding jism spurted from his dick head.
JC’s hands milked the cop’s thick shaft as she pulled
it back, continuing to spurt his thick, syrupy man-seed
onto her tongue.

JC swallowed each delicious load and when the eye of
Frank’s cock stopped spurting she took the glans in her
mouth and sucked hard, straining to clean the last few
drops out of his cock.

All this time, Monica continued to bounce up and down
on the he-bitch’s dick as she pinched her own nipples
and strummed her inch long clitty. JC helped by
thrusting her hips upwards as the black slut cop
dropped down, driving the shemale’s rod ever deeper.

As Monica’s orgasm neared, she reached for her black
nightstick and placed the tip against JC’s slippery
asshole, which was still stretched wide from Frank’s
ass-fucking. Monica shoved hard and three inches of the
truncheon slipped into JC’s butt.

Monica wiggled the stick around and thrust again. A
total of six inches of her baton disappeared up JC’s
Hershey chute. JC cried out in pain, but Monica was
lost in her orgasm. Her body twisted and turned as
throbbing pleasure ripped through her. She jammed the
nightstick hard up JC’s ass as she crushed her own
pelvis down firmly on the shemale’s crotch.

JC’s cries were violent and loud. But Frank quickly cut
them off by sitting firmly on JC’s face, his asshole
directly against her nose and his large fleshy nuts
covering her mouth. As JC tried to breathe she inhaled
one of Frank’s large scumbags.

The stimulation was too much for JC and a horrendous
orgasm ripped through her as Monica’s spasming pussy
squeezed the length of her pistoning shaft. Her dick,
buried deep inside Monica’s snatch, geysered jism
mightily, soaking Monica’s cunnie walls, and leaking
copiously out and down around JC’s balls and onto the
now thoroughly slickened cardboard.

Monica slowly withdrew her nightstick from JC’s ravaged
bunghole and dismounted from JC’s now limp prick. Frank
stood up and quickly pulled on his pants as Monica
donned her uniform once again.

JC sobbed softly as she lay on the dirty cardboard.
Monica and Frank grinned at each other and laughed as
they pulled JC up and tossed her and her crumpled
clothing in the back seat of the squad car.

“I… I did what you wanted. Will you take me home now,
please?” asked JC quietly.

“Sure, hon. We’ll take you home right away,” said
Monica, grinning at Frank. The car sped out of the
alley and down the street.

JC spent the next few minutes getting into her skirt
and pulling her tube top up over her large breasts.
When she looked up, she realized that the cops weren’t
driving towards her home but were instead driving along
the strip.

“Hey! This isn’t the way to my place!”

“We’re doing what you asked, babe. We’re takin’ you
home. Now shut up back there!”

JC fumed as the cop car drove along the Strip. She
watched the many cars driving slowly along, the drivers
ogling the hookers on the street corners. She
remembered all the whores he had picked up along this
very section. Why were the cops driving this way?

Suddenly the car pulled up to the curb. Two hookers
standing nearby started to walk away, but Monica called
out to them: “Hey, this is Long Johnny’s corner, isn’t
it? You’re his girls, aintcha?”

One of the hookers, a short blonde with a pretty face,
a pageboy haircut, large breasts and a short skirt
walked back to the car and leaned over to peer inside.

“Yeah, this is Johnny’s corner. What about it?”

“We got one of your fellow workers back here! HA! End
of the line, JC. You get out here!”

“But you promised,” said JC.

Monica got out of the car and opened the back door. “We
promised to take you home. Well, here you are. Long
Johnny’s corner where you make your living!”

“But I told you, I’m not…”

“I said, get out! bitch,” Monica grabbed JC’s arm and
pulled her out of the squad car. JC sprawled on the
pavement, tears streaming down her face.

As the squad car pulled away, Frank called back “Tell
Johnny we took out our $100 reward in trade! Ha, ha,
ha, ha!”

JC sobbed uncontrollably as she lay on the pavement.
The redhead stood above her. “Hi,” she said. My name’s
Dallas. What’s yours?”

JC looked up at such an angle that to look at Dallas’
face she had to look up her skirt also. Just before JC
fainted, she noticed the large bulge in Dallas’
panties…

Chapter 9 – The start of a new day
———————————-

JC awoke to find the bright morning sun glaring in his
eyes. He raised a hand to block the beam of sunlight
and gasped in surprise at the sight of his slim
feminized wrist. And then the memory of the previous
night returned to him. He remembered that he had been
drugged by his traitorous secretary and had then awoken
shortly thereafter (shortly, to him, but in reality
nine months later) to find that he had been transformed
into a woman!

Or almost transformed! JC sat up groggily. He did so
slowly since his balance was totally out of whack with
this new body of his – the large firm breasts sprouting
from his chest confused his balance, and his slimmer,
shapelier arms and legs were weaker and less
supporting. He was naked and slid his hand between his
legs. Yes! Thankfully, it was still there.

Wanda and Marilee had been about to take him to have
the final” operation which would change him completely
into a woman, but he had escaped them. He still had his
penis which meant that whatever they had done to him
could be reversed!

All he had to do was get out of here – wherever here
was.

JC looked around and discovered that he was in a large,
spacious and tastefully decorated bedroom. His clothes
from the previous night were not in sight so he walked
around the room, naked. A quick look out the window
showed him that the bedroom was on the third floor of a
building located just down the street from the corner
where the cops had dumped him last night – which was
puzzling since no one would expect to find such an
expensively appointed room in a part of town frequented
only by whores and drug dealers.

One door led to a large bathroom. The other door
presumably lead to a hallway, but it was locked. No
amount of twisting and turning the knob would open it.

JC’s hand went to his head in exasperation, and there
encountered long black hair which fell down past his
shoulders. But it also found a hard crusted lump which
fell apart when he touched it. He brought his flaked
fingers to his nose and sniffed. The dried substance
was cum!

Then he fully remembered what had happened to him. A
glance in the mirror of the dressing table showed a
gorgeous naked brunette with large firm breasts and an
overall killer body who had splotches of dried cum
throughout her hair and also on her (his!) cheeks and
breasts. JC shuddered at the memory of what he had been
forced to do the previous evening. He had been used and
degraded by the cabbie and the cops – all because he
looked like a beautiful woman.

JC quickly stepped into the shower and turned it on
full blast. God that felt good, he thought. But the
shower soon turned into a struggle as he tried to
shampoo his long hair. He had never had to wash such
long thick hair before and his fingers became tangled
in the strands.

He became frustrated and then began to sob out his
frustration about his hair and then about his entire
predicament. How had this happened to him. And why was
he crying, for god s sake. They must have pumped him
full of female hormones to get his body to look like
this, and they must be affecting his emotions.

Just then he heard a voice calling from the other room.
He half shouted, half sobbed out a hello! and a short
busty blonde girl stepped into the bathroom. “Hi,” she
said.

“Hi, yourself,” sobbed JC. He remembered seeing this
girl last night, out on the sidewalk, just before he
fainted.

“What s the matter, having trouble with your hair?”

“Uh-huh.” **sniff**

“Do you want me to come in there and help you?”

“Yeah, okay. That would be nice.”

The blonde girl easily slipped out of her clothes and
stepped into the shower with JC, bringing a hair brush
with her. My name’s Dallas by the way, Dallas Green.
Turn around and kneel down so I can get at your hair.

“I’m JC. JC Wyatt,” said JC as he did as he was told.
Dallas was between him and the shower and so Dallas
body blocked most of the spray as she began to brush
some of the tangles out of JC’s hair. Then Dallas asked
JC for the shampoo which he handed back over his head.
Soon Dallas had worked up a lather and her strong
fingers began to work the soap into JC’s scalp and
hair.

As Dallas’ body blocked the spray again, the air
chilled JC’s body and he found that his nipples
suddenly hardened into stiff peaks as goosebumps
covered the rest of his breasts. His hands
involuntarily went to his breasts and clasped his
suddenly aching nipples. The touch of his hands took
away the abrupt pain and in fact sent a sexual thrill
surging through his body.

JC’s fingers continued to stroke his own nipples for a
few seconds more and he realized that his cock was
becoming rigid in response. How strange to have such
sensitive tits (tits at all, for that matter!) and a
hard dick!

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” remarked Dallas.

“Yeah. Uh-huh,” replied JC.

I meant the shampoo, silly! But I guess that must feel
mighty nice too! laughed Dallas. Now stand up and take
a step back so you can rinse out your hair. Dallas
helped JC rinse his hair for a few moments and then
stepped around in front of JC so that JC could finish
himself.

As JC languidly stroked her (his!) hands through his
long hair, rinsing it but being careful to avoid
tangles, he felt Dallas hands hefting his large breasts
and then heard Dallas say I hope you don’t mind, but I
just have to have a taste of these lovely mounds.

Dallas tongue flicked across JC’s left nipple and then
she suddenly sucked JC’s entire nipple into her mouth.
“By all means, my dear. Go right ahead,” moaned JC as
he lowered his arms and wrapped them around the shorter
girl s shoulders, pulling her more tightly to him.

Dallas momentarily lifted her face and JC kissed the
blonde hotly. But Dallas then slipped JC’s other nipple
into her mouth and ground it softly between her teeth.
JC moaned lustily and felt his cock get even harder.
Dallas paused long enough to say, “Your breasts are
lovely. Who did them for you?”

“Did them for me? I… I don’t understand?”

“You mean these are real. No silicone implants? Just
100% you?”

“I… I don’t know. I don’t really know how I got this
way.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter, said Dallas taking one last
flick with her tongue at JC’s stiff nipple. She stood
up straight and kissed JC passionately before sliding
down to her knees. What matters is that you look like
you do. Whoever did you, did a FABulous job! You are
just about the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen – with
or without a cock! And I just have to have a taste of
this too,” she said as she kissed the purple tip of
JC’s long hard dick.

“It… it doesn’t bother you that I have a cock?”
moaned JC as Dallas lips engulfed his prick head and
Dallas ran her teeth around the base of JC’s glans!

“Uh-uh,” mumbled Dallas, “Why should it, around here?”

But JC didn’t hear the reply, or didn’t care for the
next several minutes as Dallas gave him an expert blow
job. A couple of minutes later, Dallas’ fist pumped
furiously up and down JC’s prick as her tongue swirled
around the dick head. JC braced himself against the
shower walls. Dallas moved her other hand to JC’s ass
cheeks and squirmed one finger into JC’s anus. Dallas
suddenly thrust the finger deep into JC’s nether hole
causing JC’s prick to suddenly spurt hot jism into
Dallas waiting mouth. Dallas eagerly sucked up the jizz
and swallowed it all.

“Jeez, that was hot,” said Dallas as she stood up and
hugged JC. JC kissed the blonde, tasting the last
remnants of his own cum on her lips. JC hugged Dallas
tightly to him, enjoying the feel of her head cushioned
on his tits, Dallas s own sizable tits mashed against
his slim belly and his withering dick pressed against
her belly.

But then he realized that something else didn’t feel
right. There was something long and hard pressing
against the inside of his thigh. JC pulled back and
held Dallas at arm s-length, staring at her voluptuous
and quite lovely body. He was right he had felt what he
thought he had felt. Dallas had a cock too – a long
hard rigid dick which she now held in her hand and
luxuriously stroked.

“Do you want to do me now?” asked Dallas.

“Uh… not now. Not right now,” JC stammered as he
hurriedly stepped out of the shower.

“Okay, that’s fine. I’ll just rinse off and then I’ll
be right out.”

JC grabbed a couple of towels and fled back into the
bedroom to dry himself off and to compose himself.
Dallas has a cock too!, he thought to himself. And she
seems to think it’s quite natural. What the fuck s
going on here?

JC had dried off everything but his long hair by the
time that Dallas came out of the bathroom. Dallas was
not self-conscious about her nudity as she helped JC
dry his hair. For his part, JC found it difficult to
tear his eyes from the sight of the petite but very
buxom blonde girl, and especially the soft flaccid dick
that dangled from between her thighs. It amazed JC that
such a lovely creature could exist, until he once again
caught sight of himself in the mirror!

Dallas had originally come to the room to bring JC his
breakfast, and the girls enjoyed pastries and coffee as
Dallas helped JC put on his makeup. JC was reluctant to
put any on at first, but then Dallas said, “Long Johnny
is coming by in a half-hour and expects you to be ready
for him.”

“Long Johnny?” asked JC. He remembered that name from
the night before. Then he looked down at the ankle
bracelet which he was still wearing and remembered that
it said that he belonged to Long Johnny.

“Yeah, Long Johnny,” replied Dallas. “He’s the guy who
runs this place. He told me last night that we were
expecting the new girl – you – to arrive last night and
that I should have you ready for him by 11:00 this
morning.”

So, he had been expected, had he? JC had thought that
the events of the previous night had seemed a bit too
pat. Eager to meet this Long Johnny and find out what
was going on, JC paid attention as Dallas showed him
how to apply his makeup. Once JC had gotten the basics,
Dallas took the lesson one step further, showing him
how to apply the makeup a bit thicker, a bit brighter,
a bit bolder. “Johnny likes his girls to look good,”
she explained,” but he also knows that most of our
customers like their women to look a bit tarty; you
know, a bit wicked. It’s all part of the fantasy.”

JC was about to ask more, but was distracted when
Dallas said, “Now, let’s get you dressed. You said your
name was Jesse, right?”

“No, it’s JC. Just the initials, J-C.”

“Well, Johnny said your name was Jesse, Jesse Juggs. I
think he said he was going to call you in the club. And
I can certainly see why! Here, you’re going to need
this,” Dallas said as she opened the top drawer of the
dresser and handed a large bra to JC.

“Do I need this?” asked JC. He looked at his high firm
tits in the mirror and then hefted them in his hands.
They seem just fine without any support.

“Believe me, you need it,” replied Dallas. “For several
reasons. If you don’t wear one, your back will be
aching by the end of the day – though with breasts that
large, it’ll probably be aching anyway. Two, you may
not need it today, but if you don’t wear one, your
breasts will be droopy years earlier than if you do.
And last, without a bra, with tits that huge you won t
be able to walk fast or run without your boobs banging
about all out of rhythm. Trust me, put it on.”

It was awkward, but JC got the bra on and even fastened
it behind his back himself. But Dallas still ran her
hands across JC’s bound tits. “I could say I was just
checking the fit, but really I just wanted to cop
another quick feel, she grinned. Next, some panties.”

She handed JC a pair of soft silk panties which JC put
on. These were a bit odd because they also had snaps on
the sides. “That’s so you can pull them off while
leaving your stockings and garters on,” explained
Dallas.

“Ooooh, these really feel nice,” exclaimed JC. The
panties were a bit of a snug fit, especially
considering his large soft cock was nestled within, but
the panties felt so very silky smooth, so sexy! “What’s
this?” she asked, picking a long thong type of thingy
out of the panties drawer.

“That’s a cock strap, silly. Haven’t you ever worn one
of these before? Look, here. I’ll show you. Here’s what
I look like with my panties on.” Dallas pulled her own
pink panties on.

JC got an erotic tingle looking at the cute blonde girl
with a very unfeminine bulge in her panties. Then she
pulled them down. Dallas put the tip of her cock
through a loop in the thong, pulled it tight and then
passed the thong between her thighs, pulling her cock
back so that it was tucked between her thighs, her nuts
tucked up into her body. She tied the ends of the
thongs around her waist and then pulled her panties up
again. This time she looked like a perfectly darling
young lady, with no unsightly panty bulge.

“You need to wear one of these when you are wearing
tight pants, or a bathing suit, or any other time when
you can t let anyone know what secret You’re hiding
under you skirt!”

In short order, Dallas had shown JC how to put on his
silk stockings and garters (Long Johnny refused to let
his girls wear panty hose). They then went to the
closet which JC discovered was fully stocked with a
wide variety of outfits, all of which would perfectly
fit his new body! Dallas picked out a sexy white blouse
with a deep V-neck that, once JC had put it on, vividly
displayed JC’s ample cleavage. Dallas handed JC a very
short black leather skirt which was almost tight enough
to make JC wish he was wearing one of the cock straps.
Three inch black high heels completed the clothing
ensemble.

Dallas placed a gold necklace around JC’s neck and
added a couple of long dangling earrings which she
pegged into JC’s pierced ears. Taking a step back to
look at the complete outfit, Dallas had JC sit back
down at the makeup table. She had JC remove her
lipstick and then apply a more brilliant red and a
touch heavier mascara.

Dallas then had JC walk around the room several times,
to get used to the high heels. At one point, JC stopped
in front of the full length mirror, stunned at the
sight of what he had become. Facing back at him from
the mirror, was an incredibly beautiful woman, made up
to look like a high class call girl.

Her large heaving breasts were covered by a sheer
blouse through which the bra could be easily seen – but
that only added to the erotic effect. Further down, her
tight stretched black leather skirt came down to only
mid thigh, and in front, if one looked very closely,
one could see the promise of something coiled in the
crotch area which did not belong on such a gorgeous
creature!

As JC stood in awe of herself (himself!), there was a
knock at the door. “We finished just in time,” said
Dallas. The door was thrust open. In walked a tall slim
black man, a larger more vicious looking black man and
a very beautiful black woman.

The slim black man was dressed very fashionably, but it
was just a bit overdone. His appearance cried out pimp.
This was obviously Long Johnny. “Well, hello there
Jesse. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“The name is JC, not Jesse,” replied JC. “And what the
fuck…”

The rest of what he was going to say was lost as Johnny
brought his hand up quickly and gave JC a stinging slap
across the face. JC staggered back, almost losing his
balance in the high heels. He tasted blood on his lip.
For a moment he was stunned, almost in tears (damn
these hormones in his body!). He took a step towards
Johnny, but the large black man also stepped forward,
reaching under his leather vest and bringing out a long
knife.

Johnny held up his hand and the other man stopped,
though he did not put the wicked looking knife away.
Not now, Bubba. Though perhaps in a few minutes if the
young lady here decides to continue to be
uncooperative.

JC wiped the blood from his lip and stood there facing
Johnny. The little episode left him short of breath and
Johnny admired the fine sight of this young woman
facing off with him, fire in her eyes and large
magnificent bosom heaving. “Are you ready to listen to
me?” asked Johnny. “Or do I let Bubba here have a
little fun with you?”

“I’m listening,” said JC.

“As long as you’re here working for me, your name is
Jesse Juggs, got that?”

“Uh-huh. What do you mean…” JC stopped as Johnny
raised his hand again. Her eyes dropped to the floor.

Johnny continued, “I’ve got a lot of money invested in
you and the people who brought you to me. And you’re
going to pay me back. Then, and only then, you can
think about leaving here. I figure you owe me about
fifty thousand dollars, and You’re going to earn me
back every penny.”

“How?” JC asked quietly.

“How do you think, girl?” laughed the black girl.

JC’s eyes lit up as he got a better look at her.
Whereas the two black men were really brown, the woman
was truly black, or perhaps a very dark, dusky gray.
She had very short kinky hair and wore a skimpy leather
outfit that showed off her very long legs. Her black
vest barely covered two small hard amazingly round
breasts. Her nipples, which were barely visible, seemed
to be lipsticked a moody purple to match her painted
lips.

“What Midnight means, girl, is that You’re going to be
hooking for me. You know, putting out your body to earn
bread. And you can do it the easy way, or the hard
way.”

JC’s eyes widened in disbelief. “B-but I’m not a girl,
a woman. I’m a man. Can’t you see what I’ve got down
here?” she said as her hands cupped her groin.

“Oh, I can see that girl. And I can also see what sweet
Dallas has over there and what almost all the girls in
my house have. If you haven’t figured it out yet girl,
this is a whorehouse that specializes in shemales. And
that’s what you are, and that’s what’s going to make
you my star attraction until the next hot number comes
along!”

“B-but, I’m JC Wyatt. I’m a man, not a woman or a
shemale.”

This time Johnny grabbed JC’s hair and yanked hard so
that JC fell to his knees. “Your name is Jesse Juggs!
Say it!”

“Ow!!! Alright, alright!” cried JC. “My name is Jesse
Juggs.”

“And what are you?”

“I-I’m… I’m a shemale.”

“That’s good, but I meant what is your job. What are
you going to be for me?”

“I’m a hooker.”

“No, You’re a whore. Say it!”

“I’m a whore.”

“You’re a slut. Say it!”

“I’m a slut.”

Johnny let go of her hair. But when JC tried to rise,
Johnny pushed her back down. Stay on your knees bitch,
but look at me.

Jesse raised her tear soaked eyes and looked up at
Johnny. He was broken. No, SHE was broken. She was no
longer JC Wyatt, SHE was Jesse Juggs. And if she forgot
it, Johnny would have Bubba use his knife on her and
remove the very last vestige of what was left of JC.
Johnny made sure she didn’t forget that.

“If You’re a good little shemale, you can get out of
here real quick. With your looks, your body, you could
turn a couple of tricks a night – and that should earn
a thousand bucks a night.”

“Fifty days?” asked Jesse.

“Oh no, baby. I get 75% of that. You get 25%, except
that that is what you use to pay me back my fifty
thousand. And that’s only if you don’t get me pissed at
you. Up here on the third floor, all the girls get the
good tricks, the one s with money who treat you like
ladies.

“But piss me off and I’ll move you down to the second
floor which means you get your butt out on the street
and hustle the johns as they drive by in their cars.
You’ll be lucky to pull in a couple hundred a night,
and I still get my cut. If you stay down on the second
floor for too long, you’ll never be able to pay me
back. You understand what I’m saying?”

Jesse nodded.

Now, I don’t just take on any girls into my employment.
Each new girl must pass a series of tests to make sure
that they are as good as they say they are.

Jesse looked at Johnny, confused. Tests? And then she
understood as Bubba stepped forward and pulled down his
zipper. Bubba stepped out of his pants and then removed
his underwear. Bubba stood before Jesse, his dick
looking very black and very soft, and very huge. Jesse
heard a small mewl of delight from Dallas who was still
standing behind her.

“Bubba wants to be friends with you Jesse,” said Long
Johnny. “Why don’t you show him how much you want to be
friends with him? I want you to suck him off and
swallow his cum. But just use your mouth. No hands.”

With one large hand, Bubba pulled Jesse s face toward
his crotch. With the other, he held his large piece of
meat and pressed the tip against her lips. Jesse tried
to pull her head back, but he held her firmly. Bubba
wiped his dick head across her cheeks. Open wide, white
bitch!

Dallas moved up behind Jesse. Jesse could feel Dallas’
hot breath as she whispered in her ear, “Do what he
says or Long Johnny really will let him cut you up!
Just do what I say, and you’ll be fine.” Jesse shivered
as Dallas hands stole around her body and cupped her
large breasts. Dallas squeezed hard and Jesse moaned.
Now reach out your tongue and just touch the very tip
of his dick.

Until last night, Jesse had never even dreamed of
sucking another man s penis. Last night he had sucked
two of them, under threat of physical harm. And now SHE
was about to suck her third. She extended her tongue
and touched it to Bubba’s large glans. She bounced his
penis on her tongue tip as she tried to control it. Now
use your tongue to bring just the tip into your mouth.
Jesse did so, shuddering at her first real gammy taste
of Bubba’s black truncheon.

As Dallas instructed Jesse, she removed the taller
shemale s blouse and then undid her bra. Jesse s
breasts were free, and Dallas continued to squeeze
Jesse s tits and kiss her neck softly.

Jesse tenderly sucked on the head of Bubba’s prick and
then moved her head slightly so that the entire head
and part of the shaft had passed her lips. Her
ministrations began to affect Bubba and his rod
stiffened and rose. Jesse had to raise herself higher
as Bubba’s erection grew larger. She also had to
release it from her mouth as it’s circumference grew to
be almost too large to hold.

Lick his cock shaft. Wash it with your tongue, Dallas
directed her. Jesse did so, her tongue flicking along
the full length of his rigid shaft. As she reached the
bottom of his dick, Dallas instructed her to wash his
balls with her tongue. As she did so, Jesse impulsively
sucked one of the large chocolate nuts into her mouth,
and then began to hum.

She remembered how much she loved to have her own
testicles sucked and how she had been impressed by this
same trick when one of the teenagers had done this to
her in her office. Bubba moaned, that’s sweet white
girl, real sweet. But back to the main meal, okay?

Jesse complied and once again took Bubba’s entire dick
head into her mouth. She washed her tongue around his
glans and slowly ran her teeth around the base of his
prick head. Sticky precum began to ooze from Bubba’s
piss hole and added its lubrication to Jesse s own
spit. As Dallas caresses on her tits revved Jesse s
lust, she got more and more into the cock sucking and
began to relish the flavor of Bubba’s meat stick.

Jesse s jaws opened wide as she slid her lips and jaws
down the ebony cock shaft and then began to pump her
head up and down Bubba’s rigid rod. Jesse s jaws ached
at the great width to which they were stretched. At
first, she was able to only accommodate a couple of
inches of Bubba’s dick, but as she vigorously pumped
her head up and down she forced four, and then five
inches past her lips, raking her teeth across Bubba’s
glans each time it passed.

But five more inches still remained, which she could
not get past her bright crimson lips. The shaft was
much too thick for her to deep-throat the cock, as she
had somehow managed to do to the cop s dick the
previous evening. Jesse grabbed hold of both of Bubba’s
large ass cheeks in order to get more power to her
sucking.

Bubba seemed content. In fact, more than content
because soon his hips started bucking and he began
thrusting his cock in time to Jesse s own rhythm. As
she pulled her mouth off of his dick, he would pull
back. Jesse would plant a tender kiss on his dick head
and swirl up the freely flowing pre-cum on her tongue.
She would then open wide and plunge her mouth back down
his cock shaft as Bubba thrust his hips forward,
driving his cock that extra inch past her painted lips.
And then he would draw his hips back, sliding his dick
back out of her suctioning mouth.

Bubba grasped Jesse s head and began to fuck her mouth
more vigorously. Jesse choked a couple of times, but
then matched Bubba’s rhythm. He pounded her face faster
and faster but though Jesse swallowed a continual
stream of precum, Bubba still did not ejaculate.

Dallas left Jesse for a brief moment, returning with
the chair from the vanity. She told Jesse to get up and
sit on the chair. As she did so, Bubba’s enormous dick
sprang free from her lips and slapped hard against his
belly. Jesse saw a bright ring of lipstick circling
Bubba’s black rod, halfway down its length and felt a
guilty erotic thrill as she realized that that was her
lipstick; that she had been sucking on that thick
truncheon and had left her mark.

“Tell him to fuck your tits, Jesse. That’s how Bubba
gets his kicks,” whispered Dallas.

“Fuck my tits,” Jesse said.

“C’mon girl, say it with enthusiasm!” ordered Long
Johnny. Jesse looked up and realized that Johnny was
standing close by, eagerly watching all the action.
Midnight stood by his side with her vest wide open so
that the pimp could tweak and play with her stubby
erect nipples.

Jesse looked up and into Bubba’s eyes. Lay your mother-
fucking cock between my jugs and fuck them until
they’re blue. I want you to squeeze my tits until they
hurt, twist my nipples until they fall off and spray
your hot jizz all over my face.

With a big grin on his face, Bubba stepped forward,
straddling Jesse s legs and laid his hard slab of meat
between her tits. Then he grasped her mammoth jugs in
his hands and squeezed them together forming a hard,
tight tunnel into which he began slamming his dick.
Jesse groaned from the pain, but also delighted in the
erotic pleasure that shot through her body as her
nipples were mauled under Bubba’s palms.

Suck his dick head, was the last thing that Dallas
whispered into Jesse s ear before she scooted down on
the floor underneath Bubba’s pistoning butt and between
Jesse s spread thighs. Dallas undid the clasps at the
both sides of Jesse s panties and drew them off the
shemale, from under Jesse s garters. Jesse s hard cock
instantly sprung free, bobbing just inches in front of
Dallas’ hungry lips. Her rock hard erection showed that
Jesse was incredibly turned on by her erotic cock-
sucking – only the third she had ever performed.

Jesse moaned as Dallas lowered her mouth over the
gorgeous shemale s pulsing dick head and she began to
suck hard.

But Jesse did not forget Bubba; she could not forget
him because her chest ached as Bubba pistoned his
engorged cock between her enormous tit mounds. And each
time Bubba thrust fully forward, Jesse trapped his dick
head in her mouth, raking her teeth across the base of
his glans.

Jesse sighed in disappointment when Dallas released her
dick. Dallas turned her attention to Bubba’s butt.
First she licked up the beads of sweat that dotted the
large black bodyguard s ass cheeks. But then she used
her hands to spread those cheeks wide, exposing his
succulent anus. Dallas buried her nose deep between
those dusky cheeks as she ran her tongue the full
length of Bubba’s ass crack, from the base of his balls
up to his asshole.

Then she concentrated on his anus, circling his hole
with her tongue and then finally using her fingers to
pry it open so that she could drive her tongue deeply
up his poop chute.

That did it. With Dallas’ tongue deep up his butt,
Bubba drove forward mightily, pushing his black cock
deep into Jesse s mouth and shooting a thick stream of
hot jism to the very back of the brunette shemale s
throat.

Dallas hung on tightly and tried to keep her tongue
buried in Bubba’s ass as he shot pulse after creamy
pulse of hot goo into Jesse s mouth. For her part,
Jesse was taken by surprise at the hot temperature of
Bubba’s jizz, but she swallowed mouthful after mouthful
of cum. Even then, she could not keep it all in her
mouth. Streams of jizz ran down her cheeks and fell to
her breasts.

As Bubba’s cock finished spouting, he drew back,
knocking Dallas to the floor, her own erect cock waving
about freely since she had once again discarded all of
her clothing. Bubba took he now wilting cock and
squeezed out a last few drops of jizz onto Jesse s
heaving tits.

Jesse still had a mouthful of cum. Now that she had a
moment to think, she savored the masculine, musky
flavor of the cream. She realized ‘That she truly liked
the flavor, and the feel, as it slid down her throat.
But before she could swallow, Dallas rose and kissed
her hotly on the lips. Dallas tongue invaded Jesse s
mouth and she eagerly tried to suck Bubba’s cream into
her own mouth. Jesse hastily swallowed the rest of
Bubba’s cum before Dallas stole it.

But Dallas was not to be thwarted. She excitedly licked
the jism off of Jesse s cheeks and then bent down and
began to lick the cum from Jesse s tits, pausing to
also briefly suck on Jesse s nipples.

Dallas looked over to Long Johnny. “Can I?” she asked.

“You did marvelously, Jesse Juggs,” said Johnny. “I
think Bubba will be most pleased to visit you again
from time to time. Especially to visit that nice tight
ass that he hasn’t had a chance to admire yet!”

Bubba grinned and nodded.

Jesse shuddered at the thought of that thick truncheon
trying to fuck her in the ass. She had only had one
cock in her ass – that dumb cop last night. It had hurt
terribly, until it had started to feel real good. She
didn’t want to even think about Bubba’s dick being down
there. But she had to admit she had gotten a real kick
out of sucking his hard dick. Maybe this being a
girl/shemale thing wasn’t all that bad, after all.

“I see our sweet Dallas is getting impatient, and she
is back in my good books again, so we won’t keep her
waiting. Jesse, your next test is quite simple. Just do
whatever Dallas wants you to do to her, so long as you
yourself don’t cum.”

Dallas led Jesse over to a large open area of rug. She
lay down on her back and pulled Jesse down on top of
her so that their tits mashed together. Dallas kissed
Jesse passionately, and then commanded, “Make love to
me.”

Jesse returned Dallas’ erotic kiss, thrusting her
tongue deep into the blonde s mouth. Then she lowered
her head and lightly bit one of Dallas large round
nipples while her fingertips caressed and teased her
other nipple. “Oh, yes!” exclaimed Dallas. “Bite it
hard. I like the pain!”

Jesse clamped her teeth on the nipple in her mouth and
twisted it hard while her tongue rapidly flicked across
the entrapped nubbin. Her other hand grasped Dallas
other nipple firmly and squeezed hard.

Dallas gasped in pain and arched her back, thrusting
her rigid five inch cock hard against Jesse s own eight
inch member. Jesse felt a charge run through her body
at the feel of a hard penis sliding against her own.
What a perverse feeling. She wanted more and so began
humping against Dallas, sliding her rampant dick along
the blonde s belly and continually rubbing against her
hard prick.

“God that feels great! But I want you to suck me,
Jesse. I want to feel those gorgeous lips wrapped
around my prick!”

Jesse released Dallas’ tits and kissed her way down the
shorter girl s body until she reached her crotch where
the shemale s dick bounced proudly erect. Jesse used
the tips of her fingers to hold Dallas dick upright as
she kissed and licked the inside of her thighs. Her
fingers teased the blonde he-girl s prick head as she
lightly licked her balls and then slowly sucked each
nut into her mouth and tenderly munched on them.

“Suck me!” cried Dallas. But she continued to be
frustrated as Jesse instead kissed the length of her
prick shaft and then kissed it all over. “Put my dick
in your mouth before I explode!”

But Jesse still denied her; instead of mouthing the
prick she began to fist it with a tight grip,
masturbating the small girl. “No, no!” cried Dallas.
“Oh god, I want to feel your mouth on my cock! Please,
I’m… I’m going to cum! Put me in your mouth. Sweet
Jesus, Jesse. I’ll do anything. Just put my cock in
your mouth!”

Jesse gave Dallas a couple more strokes with her fist
and then finally lowered her mouth over her prick head.
She thrust her mouth all the way down the shaft so that
her nose nudged Dallas’ belly and then pulled back so
that only the head remained in her mouth. She raked her
teeth across the tender underside of the head and
Dallas shot a stream of cum into her mouth. It had
taken only three minutes and she had made the
experienced shemale slut shoot her load!

Jesse drank her second load of hot jism in less than
ten minutes! Dallas s ejaculation was much less than
Bubba’s and Jesse had no problem drinking it all down.
It tasted just as fine and just as delicious as
Bubba’s, though Bubba’s had probably tasted a bit
muskier.

Jesse scooted up beside Dallas who grinned at her and
said, “That was mean of you, but I really got off on
it. But sometime, you’re going to give me a full
service!”

Jesse grinned back. “I just wanted to see how quick I
could get you off. This is all so new to me. If I’ve
got to live this life – or get my dick cut off by
Bubba’s knife – I d better learn fast! Now what do you
want me to do?”

“I want you to feel your thick cock up my ass. I want
you to fuck me!”

“In your ass? But won t that hurt? I mean, the one time
I’ve been fucked there, it HURT!”

“Yeah it hurts, at first. But it always feels so great
once you get past the pain. And if you haven’t noticed,
I love a bit of pain. And I just love the feel of a big
thick cock shoved way up my butt! Dallas rolled over
and knelt in the doggy position. Now get behind me and
slide your prick in my asshole!”

Jesse knelt behind the blonde shemale, fisting her
dick, restoring her erection. But Dallas said, “I think
it’s going to need a little bit of lubrication. Maybe
some saliva, huh?”

Dallas looked back over her shoulder to see Jesse spit
in her hand and rub the spit along her dick. It didn’t
seem to make any difference. Then she rubbed some spit
against Dallas’ asshole, but it didn’t seem to be
enough. “Use your tongue, silly girl!” said Dallas.

Jesse was unsure of what she meant, until Dallas
reached back with one hand and spread her ass cheeks.
“In there,” the blonde said. “Put your tongue in there
and lube me up!”

Jesse shivered at the thought, but leaned down and
began to kiss and lick around Dallas’ butt-hole. She
worked up a lot of spit and left it all around Dallas’
anus, but it wouldn’t do any good there. Finally Jesse
worked up the nerve and tentatively touched her tongue
to the blonde s brown pucker. She wiggled her tongue
and it slid in a bit. She pushed harder and suddenly
her tongue slid a full inch into the poop chute.

Using her hands to keep Dallas’ ass cheeks spread wide,
Jesse used her tongue to thrust several gobs of spit
into the anus and swirled them around. Her fear of
finding offending material was unfounded, though she
did encounter a strange rich flavor which was not
totally unappealing.

Jesse rose and knelt close to Dallas butt. She again
fisted her dick, quickly rising to full erection. She
placed the tip of her dick against Dallas’ asshole and
gave a tentative shove. As JC Wyatt, she had fucked
many asses belonging to young aspiring wannabe
actresses and had relished the feel of tight assholes
clinging to her (his) dick. She (he) had known that
they were all in pain, but had relished the power that
it gave him (her) over all of them. Each insertion had
been a struggle, but that was because most of them had
never had a dick up their ass before – JC had enjoyed
taking their anal cherries.

But as Jesse thrust her dick against Dallas’ asshole,
her thick cock easily, though slowly, sank completely
into Dallas s ass – all eight inches on the first
thrust. Jesse had never seen anything like it. Then
Dallas clamped down tightly with her ass muscles and
Jesse practically lost her breath in surprise at the
tightness.

“That feels so wonderful! I LOVE having a dick up my
ass. It feels so marvelous!” cried Dallas. “Surprised
you, didn’t I! I d love to have seen your face! I’ve
had years of practice. I can relax those muscles and
let you right in, and I can tighten them right up so
that you can barely slide in and out of me. I can milk
your cock and make you cum without you moving it from
where it is right now. But it feels so much better if
you fuck me!”

Jesse leaned forward and kissed Dallas’ upturned lips.
Their tongues dueled briefly as Jesse drew back her
hips, sliding her cock back out of Dallas’ ass. She
straightened up and was surprised at how wide the
blonde s asshole was stretched open, gaping wide,
waiting for Jesse to plunge her dick in once more. And
she did.

Jesse set up a rhythm pumping her dick in and out of
Dallas’ ass. It was a marvelous ass, so tight and so
warm. She had never fucked a better, more talented ass.
Dallas would alternately relax and tighten her muscles.
Jesse never knew whether any one thrust would be met by
tight resistance or whether she would slam hard, deep
into the shemale s guts.

Dallas panted hard. Her own dick was once again rigid
and would be tormented each time Jesse thrust down
causing Dallas own prick to rub against the carpet.
Jesse reached down with one hand and fisted Dallas’
cock briefly. “I want you to cum in my ass!” cried
Dallas. “I want to feel your hot jism flooding my
bowels.”

“Not until I say so,” Long Johnny reminded the two
sweating shemales as he knelt in front of their rutting
bodies. Johnny was now naked and he held his cock in
his hand. Jesse saw that it was much slimmer than most
cock she had seen, but it was also much longer. Even
flaccid, it appeared to be about eight inches long.
Johnny scooted further forward and slid the tip of his
cock into Dallas’ mouth.

Dallas mewled as she quickly ate up as much of Long
Johnny’s dick as she could. She hungrily slurped his
prick into her mouth and bobbed her head along it’s
length until it was hard. Johnny pulled back from
Dallas, who moaned her disappointment at being deprived
of her long black candy cane. But she renewed her own
bucking, enjoying the pounding her ass was receiving
from Jesse s hard rod.

Johnny stood up and presented his dick to Jesse for her
attention. Jesse s eyes widened. Though Johnny’s fully
erect prick was only about an inch in diameter, it must
be fully fifteen inches long!

“Now you know why they call me Long Johnny,” said Long
Johnny. “Now open up that pretty mouth of yours and
give me some head, white bitch!”

Jesse had barely opened her mouth when Johnny rammed
his dick past her lips. Jesse gagged as his dick head
hit the back of her throat and he tried to force it
even deeper.

Jesse s pounding into Dallas’ ass faltered briefly as
she tried to concentrate on the ebony shaft in her
mouth. Dallas pushed back to meet the next thrust and
then clamped her anal muscles tight. Jesse gasped; she
was trapped tight, just like a male dog fucking a bitch
in heat. And as she gasped, Johnny slid his cock
forward and it slid easily into Jesse s throat. Jesse
gagged briefly, but quickly remembered the rhythm she
had found the previous night when the cop had jammed
his cock down her throat.

Johnny was amazed at the tricks this new shemale knew.
He couldn’t believe she was taking a full foot of his
cock into her mouth and throat. He was tempted to
thrust the remaining three inches past her lips, but he
knew he would damage her if he did. Shit, this hot
shemale was going to make him a mountain of dough! He
gestured to Midnight and she moved behind Jesse.

You like this, girl? You like sucking on my fine black
prick?

Jesse nodded as well as she could, considering her head
was impaled on Johnny’s cock.

“That’s one sweet mouth you got girl, one very sweet
mouth. You’re going to do good as one of my girls. Yes
sir, you’re one hot she-freak, you are!”

Jesse couldn’t believe she was deep-throating Johnny’s
cock. As JC, she had found only a few talented girls –
most of them paid whores – who could suck his/her cock
down their throats. To be able to do this herself was
amazing! Of course, it helped that Long Johnny’s dick
was less than average thickness. She relished the feel
of the meaty stick sliding down her gullet.

Johnny began to set up a steady pace of drawing his
cock almost all the way out of her mouth, so that she
could just nibble at his glans, and then thrusting deep
down her throat. Jesse continued to pound Dallas ass,
but then jumped in surprise as something moist touched
her own butt.

Johnny’s long dick plopped out of her mouth (Dallas
quickly scooped it up into her own and hungrily sucked
on it) as Jesse turned her head. She saw Midnight
kneeling behind her and spreading her ass cheeks. Then
she felt Midnight’s tongue prod open her asshole and
slide inside. Jesse stopped fucking Dallas for a moment
as she savored the interesting sensations that Midnight
was causing. Dallas let loose of Johnny’s cock, and
cried, “Don’t stop!”

Johnny moved around behind Jesse and Dallas, pushing
Midnight aside. “She ready for me?” he asked the dusky
black woman. Midnight nodded.

When he was set behind her, Johnny wasted no time at
all. Jesse had time only for a quick, “No, don’t!”
Before Johnny had placed the head of his long black
truncheon against her anus and began to push.

Jesse was trapped. Her cock was embedded deep within
the hot blonde shemale’s ass and she couldn’t escape.
Jesse cried out at the pain as Johnny’s cock slowly
pushed into her shit hole. Tears came to her eyes as
two, then three, then five, then seven inches of hot
black meat were forced into her anal cavity. Dallas
bucked beneath her, fucking herself on Jesse s now
stationary pole.

Johnny drew back his cock and then slowly thrust
forward again. Jesse sobbed at the pain; goddamn it
hurt! Suddenly she received a stunning slap on the
cheek. It was Midnight, standing in front of her,
straddling Dallas who had collapsed to the rug, all
except her rear end which was still raised up and
thrusting back against Jesse.

“Damn it, whitey. Take it like a woman. Sure it hurts,
but not for long! Johnny’s the best when it comes to
jamming a cock up your ass. Now stop your crying and
suck this!” Midnight pulled her skirt off to reveal
that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Jesse was not
surprised to find she did not have a pussy between
those powerful legs, but rather she had a coal black,
semi-hard cock. Were there any women who were really
women anymore? she wondered.

“Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!” cried Dallas. “I’m… I’m
cumming!” she cried out as her five inch white she-
prick shot a load of jism onto the carpet. She
collapsed completely and grunted as the weight of Jesse
and Johnny fell upon her.

Jesse too grunted as Johnny managed to shove his cock
an extra inch into her bowels. She thought she felt
something tear inside of her, but the pain of the ass
fucking eased slightly as something – either Johnny’s
precum or maybe her own blood – began to lubricate her
ass.

Midnight thrust her cock into Jesse s mouth. Jesse
slurped her tongue around it and moaned in
disappointment when Midnight pulled back. “Shit,” said
Midnight. “I can’t get a hard-on. I’ve gotta take a
piss.”

“Use her mouth,” said Johnny. “Piss in this white trash
mouth.”

Jesse cried out, “No!” But Johnny pulled back violently
on her hair and she shouted out her pain. “You do what
I tell you, bitch. You understand me?” Johnny snarled
into her ear. “You’ve been doing so well here, it would
be a shame for you to flunk out now. You just do what I
say, or Bubba gets to play with you. For keeps.”

Jesse sobbed but opened her mouth wide. Midnight held
her dick pointed at Jesse s mouth and then suddenly let
loose with a stream of piss. She was a bit off target
and the hot urine splashed against Jesse s cheek. But
then she hit her target and warm salty liquid ran
across Jesse s tongue and filled her mouth.

Johnny’s hand was still in her hair as his prick rode
up her ass. He gave her head a jerk and he whispered
into her ear, “Swallow it. You’ll learn to love it!”

Jesse choked as she swallowed the negress piss. She
opened her mouth again, but only a small amount of
urine landed in her mouth. Instead, Midnight pumped her
bladder and short burst after short burst hit Jesse on
the nose, on the cheek and even in one eye. Piss ran
down her face and into Dallas hair. Jesse used one hand
to wipe her face, but the other hand still steadied her
as Johnny continued to probe her ass.

Jesse realized that her ass no longer hurt and that she
was getting a warm, comfortable feeling from Johnny’s
cock sliding in and out of her.

Midnight thrust her cock into Jesse s mouth. Jesse
tasted piss as she sucked the ebony black shemale to a
hard erection. But Johnny suddenly slapped her on the
butt and pulled his dick free from her ass. Midnight
also withdrew her cock from her mouth.

“It’s time to see if you can act like a lady now,” said
Johnny. “Roll over on your back.”

Jesse sat up, her cock sliding out of Dallas’ ass. The
blonde girl rolled out of the way, a contented smile on
her face. Jesse lay back down. Midnight placed a pillow
under her head.

Johnny knelt between Jesse s spread legs. His long hard
dick had a slick coating of precum, blood and light
brown flecks on it. He stretched Jesse s legs wide and
slid his cock easily back into her ass. He lay down
upon her and slowly slid a ten inches of prick into her
anal cavity.

Jesse moaned. Johnny’s thrusts were beginning to feel
good – real good. Johnny’s lips met hers. He kissed her
passionately, his fingers running through her hair.
Jesse returned the kiss with equal passion as the
pleasure radiating from her ass grew. Johnny thrust his
tongue into her mouth and Jesse eagerly sucked on it.
God, did this feel fantastic, she thought!

As Johnny lay upon her, he began to rhythmically pump
his long hard cock in and out of her ass – just as if
she was she was his sweet young girl and he was fucking
her pussy for the first time – and he was, except she
was a stunning, surgically-altered shemale and he was
pumping his fifteen-inch meat stick up her nether-
pussy, aka her ass!

As Johnny continued to ravish her mouth, his left hand
found the engorged nipple of her mammoth right breast
and began to squeeze and strum it. Jesse moaned as her
pleasure multiplied again. As Johnny’s mouth lifted
from hers, she cried out her joy, “Oh yes, fuck me
Johnny! Ram that cock up my ass. I can’t believe it,
but I LOVE having my ass fucked. Oh god, put more in
me! Fill my ass with your cock!”

With his cock still deep in Jesse’s poop chute, Johnny
rose up on his knees. He grasped the brunette shemale’s
legs and pushed them high in the air, and pulled them
wide apart. He scrunched closer and bent her legs back
so that Jesse’s knees pushed against her heaving firm
tits. This lifted Jesse’s ass higher and gave Long
Johnny an easier target. He drew back his hips and then
thrust forward again.

Jesse screamed as she felt Johnny’s cock penetrate
further into her body than it had before. Again she
felt something give way inside her. But again the pain
was replaced by pleasure. Jesse shuddered as small
bursts of pleasure exploded in her bowels. Could it be
that she was having an anal orgasm, she wondered?

As Jesse looked as Johnny pounding her ass, she
marveled at the sight that filled her eyes! Just two
days ago, by her own time reckoning (but over nine
months ago in real time) she had been a very masculine
JC Wyatt and had been plunging her (his!) cock up the
ass of some sweet starlet- wannabe. Now as she gazed at
Johnny with lust filled eyes, her eyes travelled past
her own mammoth tits, past her own rigid cock to her
own gaping ass where a thin but incredibly long black
dick was pumping in and out.

Jesse’s reverie was interrupted by a couple of moans
from other parts of the room. She turned her head to
one side and saw that Midnight was sitting on the edge
of one of the chairs. She was now completely naked and
was languidly fisting her erect dick and rubbing the
free-flowing precum around her shaft to make the
fisting easier.

Her body was tightly muscled, very athletic. Her
breasts were medium sized with extremely small nipples
that were rigidly tight at the moment. Jesse judged the
ebony shemale’s dick to be about the same size as her
own, about eight inches. Jesse licked her lips,
anticipating the time that was sure to come when she
would again get a taste of that she-prick.

Jesse released a moan of pleasure as Long Johnny
wrapped his fist around her cock and began pumping her
raging hard-on in time with his thrusts deep into her
ass.

Looking to her other side, Jesse was amazed at the
sight she saw – though not surprised after having had a
taste (and a prod) of the short blonde shemale’s
talented ass. Bubba was standing fully erect and had
lifted Dallas up into his arms. Dallas had her feet
firmly planted on Bubba’s hips and was pushing herself
away from Bubba and then relaxing and letting herself
plunge back against Bubba -and each time Dallas slapped
back against Bubba he thrust his own hips forward.

For all the world, it looked like a sweet young girl
was using the large powerful negro as a living jungle-
jim – until Jesse looked closer and realized that
Bubba’s incredibly thick cock was embedded in the
innocent looking shemale’s asshole!

Dallas was using her back and forth momentum to drive
Bubba’s massive cock deep into her ass! And her mewling
cries of joy indicated just how much she loved it. On
one of her downward thrusts, Dallas paused with her
asshole stretched wide; then she jerked up and down and
Jesse watched in amazement as another half inch of cock
slipped up into the small girl’s butt!

Jesse was astonished that the blonde he-slut wasn’t
crying out in pain as her ass was split apart! It was
unbelievable that a girl that small could take so much
of Bubba’s massive prick so deep into her anal pussy!

“Hot damn woman, you are amazing!” cried Johnny,
returning Jesse’s attention to him. “You are fucking
incredible!” Jesse suddenly realized why Johnny was so
amazed, as she felt his thick balls slapping against
her ass cheeks – Johnny was driving his full fifteen
inches completely into her ass. A glow of intense
pleasure and perverse pride filled her as she realized
that she had taken him fully!

Johnny’s fisting of her dick quickened and Jesse felt
her cum boiling in her balls as her orgasm built. Then
Johnny suddenly released his hold on her dick and
grasped Jesse’s thighs tightly with both hands as he
pistoned his cock in and out of her ass furiously.
Jesse was disappointed as her cock was released and her
orgasm recessed. When she reached for her own cock – to
stroke it, to strum it, to make it shoot its scalding
load – Johnny slapped her hands away. “You don’t cum
until I say so, bitch,” scowled Johnny.

So instead she grabbed her own nipples and began
pulling and squeezing her hard nubbins, hoping to
maintain her intense pleasure high. But she needn’t
have worried. The pleasure in her ass increased
tremendously from the friction of Johnny’s pounding
penis. Suddenly Johnny grunted and thrust fully into
the brunette shemale’s bum. Johnny screamed his joy as
he unleashed a torrent of hot jism into Jesse Juggs’
nether regions.

Jesse too screamed at the intense pleasure as it seemed
as if hundreds of tiny bombs had suddenly burst in her
ass – she was orgasming in her ass (how was this
possible – what had they done to her???) Her ass was
suddenly filled with thick hot gooey cream. She felt so
full! She whimpered as Johnny languidly pulled his dick
back and slowly thrust it in a few more times. But she
was frustrated since she herself had not cum – had not
been given permission to cum, by Johnny.

She heard Dallas cry out in joy and turned her head so
see Dallas’ own five inch cock spurt its jism high into
the air. Dallas threw her head back and forth in joy as
her orgasm whipped her into a frenzy. Bubba’s own dick
slipped out of the blonde she-boy’s ass just as it
fountained its own slimy load. Bubba grunted repeatedly
as thick ropy strands of jism shot up onto Dallas’ tits
and chin.

Jesse uttered a low moan of disappointment as Johnny
slipped his dick out of her ass. Her legs were still
bent back, mashed against her tits and Johnny’s
powerful hand pressed her ass downwards firmly,
trapping her in that position. His breath was ragged as
he motioned to Midnight. “Your turn,” he puffed.

Midnight got up from her chair, a gleaming white smile
on her face as she approached the contorted shemale.
Johnny plopped down into the same chair and called
Dallas over to him. Dallas had been licking Bubba’s
cock clean of his jism and her own ass coating and now
Johnny ordered her to do the same for him. Dallas
eagerly ran her tongue along his wilted, but still
quite long cock, eagerly flicking the remains of his
jism and the blood and brown flecks from Jesse’s ass
into her mouth.

Meantime, Midnight had pushed Jesse further over so
that her ass was high in the air and Jesse’s weight was
now fully upon her shoulders, not on her back where it
had been while Johnny had pummeled her ass. Jesse
splayed her arms wide so that they spread across the
rug and she could maintain her balance. Helpless she
watched as the ebony shemale took her coal black dick
in hand and placed the tip against Jesse’s wide open
asshole. At eight inches, Midnight’s pussy-stick was
only half as long as Johnny’s, but it was at least
twice as thick.

Both Jesse and Midnight grunted as Midnight thrust
down. Her cock met a slight bit of resistance as
Jesse’s asshole stretched wider, but then it slid in
its full eight inches, making a rude squelching noise
as Johnny’s jism acted as a lubricant. “I just love
sloppy seconds,” exclaimed Midnight as she began to
bounce up and down on Jesse’s ass.

Jesse cried out at the pain as her back stretched and
strained and her upside down tits bounced crazily every
which way. Her back wasn’t meant to act as a spring on
which the athletic black slut could bounce! Jesse shut
her eyes tightly as the various sensations dueled
within her body – the pain of her back, the ecstasy
radiating from her ass once again, the curious pleasure
from her firm hard tits as they jounced about.

As Midnight continued her unmerciful fucking deep and
hard into the new shemale’s abused asshole, Jesse’s
back became more flexible and she bent further and
further until Jesse received a startling surprise –
something bumped against her nose. She opened her eyes
to find that she was staring at the tip of her own cock
– just a mere inch away. And then Midnight’s full
weight slammed against her ass again and Jesse’s cock
actually poked her in the eye leaving a rope of precum
across her eyelashes.

On the next downward thrust Jesse’s cock brushed her
own lips! From beside her right ear, Jesse suddenly
heard Johnny’s voice, “Lick it,” her ordered her.
“Reach out your tongue and lick it! Cum in your own
mouth, Jesse Juggs. Drink your own jism!” Johnny was
now lying on the carpet, watching the amazing sight of
the mammoth breasted brunette shemale bent so far in
half. Johnny reached in to the folded mass of flesh and
squeezed her nipple. From her other side, Dallas did
the same. Jesse shivered in intense pleasure as her own
pussy-stick again brushed her lips.

In fact, it stayed there, no longer bobbing away as
Midnight bounced up and down. Midnight was no longer
bouncing; instead she was rapidly fucking her dick in
and out of Jesse’s ass, but just an inch or two back
and forth now as she neared her own searing
ejaculation. She rammed hard into Jesse.

Jesse extended her tongue and touched it to her own
piss hole. She smiled at the fantastic feeling of her
own god- damn tongue tickling her own prick-head. She
lapped up her own juicy precum. And then, because it
seemed oh-so-close, she lifted her head, extended her
lips and actually managed to wrap her lips around the
glans! With an extra effort she grunted, shoved her
head up higher and actually got her teeth past her
knob. She closed her mouth hard and found that she
really had managed to engulf her cock head in her
mouth!

Eagerly she began to suck her own prick. She tickled
her glans with her tongue and grated her teeth around
the sensitive underside of her cock head!

“I don’t believe it,” cried Dallas. “She’s actually
doing it!”

“Shit girl! You are going to make me rich!” exclaimed
Johnny.

But Jesse didn’t hear them. All she knew, all she WAS
one big ass filled with hard ebony prick connected to a
long hard ready to explode cock shaft and heavy cum
laden balls buried deep in a hot voracious sucking
mouth.

And suddenly Midnight sank fully into Jesse’s rectum
and shot a scalding load of goo deep into the slutty
shemale’s bowels. And this was the trigger Jesse
needed. Her own cock exploded and fountained her own
tasty, zesty, salty cum across her tongue and deep into
her mouth. She wrapped her lips tightly around her own
prick head, not wanting to let any of the delicious
scuzz escape, and sucked greedily.

She had needed this release, craved it, yearned for it
and now she had the results – a shattering gushing
orgasm and a mouthful of her own delicious cum! Jesse
purred in pleasure as an exhausted Midnight pulled her
wilting dick out of her ass and collapsed to the rug
beside her. But before Jesse’s ass could fall to the
carpet, Dallas was on her knees behind her. The small
blonde slut plunged two fingers easily into Jesse’s
distended asshole and scooped out a mound of cum. She
eagerly sucked her fingers clean and then pushed her
face against the large-titted shemale’s rectum and
began to hungrily slurp up Midnight and Johnny’s
combined jism.

But Jesse’s body could take no more and her ass
collapsed to the floor, knocking Dallas aside. She
panted, trying to get air back into her lungs. Midnight
rolled over and tenderly kissed Jesse on the lips.
“That was fucking hot, girl!” Jesse was surprised at
the tenderness from the savage negress; she would soon
learn that the dark shemale had a mean streak when she
was sexed-up, but was gentle and caring at other times.

Dallas knelt to the other side of Jesse and eagerly
thrust her tongue into Jesse’s mouth. The three
shemale’s hugged and tenderly kissed each other.

***

And so began Jesse Juggs’ life as a shemale hooker/call
girl working for Long Johnny. During the hours when the
club was open on the ground floor and she was not “on
call” on the third floor, she danced on stage and
served drinks. When she was in Long Johnny’s bad books
she dressed like a slut and walked the streets in front
of the club – either giving quick blow jobs to johns in
their cars parked around the corner or taking them up
to a seedy little room on the second floor where she
and the john could fuck and suck each other.

But mostly she was hired out as an expensive call girl
either receiving her rich and powerful clients in her
room on the third floor, or making outcalls at their
homes or hotels. During the early days, she thought of
escape but quickly realized that with no money she had
no where to run to. It took her almost two years to
earn $50,000 of her own money to pay off Johnny.

During that time she became good friends with the other
shemales who were part of Johnny’s stable, including
Dallas Green and Midnight (of course), Rawhide (who
spoke with a Texas twang and usually dressed as a
cowgirl), Cheyenne (a full blooded native American
shemale who did an erotic cowboys-and-indians strip act
on stage with Rawhide), Annie and Andy (who began life
as fraternal twin brother and sister but through the
miracles of modern hormones and surgery have become
identical twin “sisters” indistinguishable from each
other appearance-wise except that Andy still has her
seven inch cock), Cricket (a fifteen year-old runaway
boy who the girls had adopted and who Johnny has turned
into a slutty teen sex machine), and Chelsea (the young
British shemale with tits only slightly smaller than
Jesse’s).

But the story of Jesse’s experiences at Long Johnny’s
cat house will have to wait for another day.