Feminized by Cum Pt. 02

This story is the second part of the series Feminized By Cum. Please read the previous part first or this story will not make any sense. Enjoy.

The next morning, I woke up with memories of the previous night seared into my brain. I couldn't believe I had let things go that far. I knew I had to confront Damien and tell him off, his behavior last night was unacceptable. Even if it meant I would have to stop eating his cum, I had to stand up for myself and set boundaries.

I stalked out of my room and went toward the kitchen where I smelled breakfast being made. I walked in and started to say "Hey Damien, we need to ta..." I stopped in my tracks. My roommate had a shirt on, nothing else, and he was jacking off over a plate of eggs.

"Oh, perfect timing." He said and then proceeded to shoot thick wads of cum all over the eggs.

"Have a seat." He commanded, as he placed the plate of cum covered eggs on the table in front of the seat closest to me. He then grabbed another plate of eggs without the extra topping and sat down across from me. He had his bare ass on the chair as his cock slowly deflated but kept an impressive size.

"I um... Damien, we um... need to talk." I stuttered as I sat down, my eyes darting between the eggs, him, and his cock. The shock of the scene in front of me had completely taken the wind out of my sails. Now I just wanted to know when I could eat my breakfast.

"You are right, we do need to talk." Damien said, "I want to apologize for the night before. When I cum I lose my horniness and honestly, I got pretty grossed out." He started eating his eggs with gusto.

"Oh, ok. I guess I can understand that." I replied, reaching for my fork. I knew well about post nut clarity, I just hadn't cum in weeks. My mouth was watering.

"Hold on, before you eat." He said with his mouth full. I waited impatiently as he swallowed and continued. "This breakfast is the last time you get to eat my cum without working for it. If you want more, you are going to have to suck it out of me."

"You want me to suck your dick? I am not gay dude, and I didn't think you were either." I retorted. I really did not like that idea; I knew eating his cum was weird and a little gay, but sucking cock was another thing entirely.

"Yes, that brings me to my next point. The thought of a guy sucking me off is not something I am into, which is why if you are going to it, I have some conditions."

I couldn't believe the nerve of this guy! He made it sound like me sucking his dick would be him doing me a favor. But as I looked down at his cum covering my eggs, I was scared at the prospect that it would be the last time I could eat his cum. So, I thought it would be best to hear him out.

"If you decide to suck me off you will have to shave from the eyebrows down. I don't want to see any body hair on you, not that you have much to begin with. And you will be wearing what is in this box." He got up and took an amazon prime box I hadn't noticed from the counter and plopped it on the table. He must have overnighted it.

I looked in the box and saw a pair of lace panties resting on top of a cute pink and baby blue dress with ruffles.

"Are you serious?" I asked, incredulously. I searched his eyes for humor but found none.

"Dead serious." He answered. "Think about it." He shoved the last bite of his food in his mouth, got up and left.

I gazed at the eggs, my fork shaking in my hand. I had wanted so badly to tell him to fuck off, but now I was coming to terms with the fact that I might be sucking his dick in a dress in the very near future. I needed to resist, I needed to stop this madness before it continued, I needed to...fuck it. I dove in and started eating the eggs and cum. It was gone way to soon as I devoured everything and licked the plate clean. The bliss and tingling I loved returned and left my mind hazy. I brought the box of clothes back to my room and placed it on my floor. Better to keep my options open.

The next few days past agonizingly slow, I couldn't help but think about my roommate and his demands, but I did my best to take my mind off things. At work I spent a lot of time talking with Carly. She was having some relationship issues; her boyfriend traveled a lot, and she was wrestling with the insecurity that brought. I listened as she vented her frustrations, it was nice to take my mind off my problems and focus on someone else's. I think she appreciated my time and patience.

Friday came and I decided I was going to drink, my mind kept wondering back to Damien's cum, so I wanted to give my mind something else to focus on. I picked up a bottle of beefeater gin on the way home from work and started mixing cocktails.

Soon I was nice and tipsy, but to my dismay the drinking did not distract me from wanting to eat cum, it increased my desire. I was feeling vey horny, and my eyes slowly fell on the box Damien had given me. I pulled out the panties and the dress and placed them both on my bed. Underneath the dress I found a small butt plug. This guy has got to be kidding me. I tossed the plug back into the box and took a closer look at the clothes.

The dress had straps leading down to a ruffled bodice, it was form fitting around the waist, and expanded to the hem of ruffled lace. I held the dress up and saw it only came halfway down my thighs.

In my drunken state I decided it couldn't hurt to try to dress up. I went to the shower and proceeded to shave everything. I got out and looked in the mirror and gasped in shock. My skin was smooth, and my body had changed. My hips were wider, my waist was skinny, and my chest...It almost looked like I had full A cups. My dick looked smaller, perched on my balls that had also shrunk. Completely shaved I had a feminine look that scared me, and I hadn't even put on the dress yet. Something was wrong, I made a mental note to make an appointment with my endocrinologist. I know I didn't eat any soy; my diet had not changed in years.

I went back to my room and slipped on the panties, then the dress. I looked once more in the mirror and couldn't believe my eyes. I looked like a girl, the dress showed off my newly discovered cleavage and accentuated my curves. I had a bad feeling that Damien was going to really like what he saw. After walking around a bit and enjoying the airy feel of the outfit, I looked at the clock, almost 10.

I tip toed to the door and cracked it. Damien was settled on the couch and had just pulled up a porn video. I couldn't believe I was considering going out there and sucking his cock. In my drunk head I thought maybe I could just go out there and tease him, hold my ground, and make him so horny he would just cum in my mouth like last time. I chugged the last of my drink, steeled myself, opened the door and headed out into the living room.

I walked over to the couch and into Damien's line of site. He saw me and his jaw dropped through the floor. I smiled to myself; it was nice to know that I could throw him off his game like he had been doing to me for weeks.

"Wow." Was all he could muster as I did a little spin.

He recovered his composure quickly, and when I went to sit down, he stopped me. "Wait, let me see you." He got up and circled me, appraising me with discerning eyes. I was nervous, why was he making me nervous?

He stopped in front of me, he cupped my cheek with his large hand and brought my eyes to meet his. "Beautiful...You are so beautiful." Butterflies filled my stomach, using their wings to carry me as I felt myself get lighter until I was almost floating.

"Thank you." I whispered, blushing as I stared deep into his eyes.

He let go of my face and went behind me, he lifted my dress and started to pat around my butt. His hand was so big it felt like he could palm my entire ass cheek easily. He looking for something. The butt plug! I totally forgot about the butt plug. My stomach started to drop, and he soon realized I did not have it in.

"You stupid sissy, you can't even follow simple directions." He spat, his attitude changing on a dime. He grabbed my wrist, sat down on the sofa, and pulled me over his lap.

"Wait, I'm sorry! I forgot!" I said while struggling, trying to get up. He only needed one of his strong arms to hold me in place as he shushed me.

"I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice." He said in a disappointed voice. He lifted the hem of my dress and pealed down my panties. "20 each cheek."

I had about a second to process what he said before his hand came down swiftly with a loud smack. A hot sting traveled up from my ass to my brain, then the barrage started. He rained down spanks on my poor creamy ass as I yelped in surprise and started to struggle. He was not putting his full force behind his blows. I could tell he was not trying to hurt me, just punish me. I started to tear up anyway as I kicked the air, hopelessly trying to escape his grip. It was hard not to notice his cock growing as it pushed into my belly.

Eventually the blows stopped and were followed by gentle rubbing of my now beet red ass cheeks, relieving some of the sting. "I'm sorry I had to do that." he whispered to me.

My mind was reeling from the gin, humiliation, and pain. I slowly slid off his lap until I was kneeling in front of him. I could feel heat radiating off my ass as I hugged his calf, resting my head on his large thigh. He let me recuperate as I sniffled and handed me a tissue. I broke off from him and sat back on my shins to wipe my nose. He took the opportunity to take off his pants and tossed them aside.

All the sudden I was face to face with his cock and it was at full mast, in all its glory. I knew right then that my fate was decided the moment I stepped out of my room. I was going to become a cocksucker tonight.

He looked at me expectantly. So, I leaned forward and took his girthy cock in my hand. My hand looked so small compared to his cock, barley covering a third. I marveled at it as I ran my fingers up and down. He let out a groan of approval as I started working his cock. I leaned in and brought my face close, musky smell hit my nose and I felt my limp cock start to leak in my panties.

I planted a kiss on the shaft, then stuck my tongue out and tasted him. I slowly made my way up to the head and took it into my mouth. He gasped as I applied suction and tried to take him down as far as I could. I could only make it less than halfway down before I gagged and came back up.

Eventually I got into a rhythm, sucking the tip, and pumping the bottom of the shaft with my hand. Then I noticed something, precum started to drip out onto my tongue. It was a milder version of the cum I was used to, but it gave me slight tingles and made sucking him much more enjoyable.

I had almost felt like I had regained some control, I set the pace and starting to really enjoy the act of sucking. That feeling was short lived however, as I suddenly felt his hand on the back of my head gripping my hair. He pushed me down on his cock and I instantly gagged, but he just pulled me up and then back down. I pushed on his thighs, but he held firm, shoving my face on his cock like my mouth was his fleshlight.

He continued for a minute or two until he pulled me off his cock. I sputtered and coughed as he tilted my head to look at him. I saw that condescending smirk on his face.

"You ready?" he asked rhetorically. Without giving me a chance to respond he pushed me back on his cock and started to thrust faster and faster. I couldn't think, couldn't move, and couldn't breathe as he molded my throat into his cock sleeve. Then he pushed me down as far as he could and came.

Cum exploded from my nose and mouth as my sinuses were filled to the brim. I coughed and flailed, as I frantically tried not to breath his cum into my lungs. Tingling shot through my body like lightning bolt as I convulsed around his cock. Eventually he let go and I sat back breathing heavily, my senses overwhelmed by the flavor of his cum. I sniffed forcefully and felt a thick glob of cum slide down the back of my throat.

He looked at me, I must have looked like a mess. He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead and said, "Good girl." Then he got up and left to go clean up. I stayed on my knees for a few minutes, my head still spinning. After I recovered a little and knew he was not planning to come back, I made my way back into my room and started to take off my outfit. I noticed that my panties were soaked, I must have leaked a copious amount. Could I really have enjoyed it that much? I was too exhausted and drunk to think clearly, so I tucked the clothes away and passed out.