Just a Dream

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Updated 09/30/2022
Created 07/27/2011
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One night, while my parents and sister were away on a trip, I had a strange dream. I dreamt of glowing yellow eyes and a strange fullness in my mouth and anus. It felt like getting an enema and drinking endless water. Then in the midst of the dream I heard a voice. It was deep and masculine and said "You are mine, bitch." in the most matter of fact way. Not threatening in anyway, just like he was saying "Your hair is red, bitch."

I snapped awake and looked around my room. It was empty, just like I left it. It was a typical 18 year old boy's room. Posters of movies and girls, a computer, a TV and a mess. I swear I heard the voice again "You are mine, bitch." I got out of bed and turned on all the lights in the house. Then I searched everywhere. All the doors and windows were locked and I was alone. Yet, every time I closed my eyes I saw those eyes. I had the same sensation I imagine a small animal feels looking into the eyes of a snake. Also I kept hearing the voice in my mind like a song stuck in your head.

"I am your bitch." I mumbled as the words repeated themselves again and again in my head.

"What?" my friend Tyler asked. My tired eyes snapped open as I realized what I had said. Why had I said that? Those were not the words in my head.

I looked up at him and said "What?"

"What did you just say?" he asked, giving me a funny look.

"I didn't say anything." I told him.

"I could have sworn..." he muttered. I gave him an innocent face. He shook his head and went back to his lunch. I looked around making sure no one else was around. Luckily no one else was near us in the cafeteria as there were not a lot of people in summer school.

How the hell had I gotten to school? The last thing I remembered I was staring at myself in the mirror. Now I was eating a lunch I couldn't remember packing. It was nothing but fruits, veggies and water. None of my normal junk food at all. I felt very strange. I felt full but I had barely eaten any of my food. I shifted in my seat. My eyes widened and I became hard as a rock. I felt smooth and satiny under my clothes. I was wearing a powder blue track suit with a white stripe up it's side. Where had this come from? I didn't own a blue track suit. Also it was too small for me. What was going on?

I quickly excused my self and swung my book bag in front of me to hide my small erection. I rushed to the furthest, least likely to be occupied bathroom. Trying to walk normally was impossible. I found the only way I could walk comfortably was if I put one foot directly in front of another. Except that made me swish my ass from side to side with out meaning to.

After checking the bathroom thoroughly I locked the door and stared in the mirror I peeled off the powder blue track suit top and stared at the pink baby doll nighty I was wearing. In shock I kicked off the sneakers I was wearing and pulled my pants down to find pink thong panties pulled over white, thigh high stockings and a matching garter belt. suddenly I felt an urge to look in my bag. In it I found a red wig styled into high pony tails tied with pink ribbon, pink lipstick, mascara, pink strap on 4" heels and a white pearl choker. As I bent down I felt a stiffness in my ass and touched my anus. I found a hard rubbery suction cup and I realized I was completely hairless and smooth all over my body.

In a trance I pulled on the wig. Then I strapped on the choker and padlocked it in place with the little gold lock it had instead of a clasp. As I stood up in the padlocked high heels I had no key for I suddenly realized what I had just done. I looked at myself in the mirror and I no longer saw myself I saw a slutty bitch who wanted to get fucked. I felt like crying but instead without even thinking about it I started applying the make up. I had a random thought that putting on make up should be harder, but it seemed like I had done it a thousand times. When I finished I painted my nails to match my lipstick and already painted toe nails.

I looked at the sexy girl in the mirror I said out loud "I am your bitch, Daddy."

I heard the voice clearly in my ear "That's right, girl. You belong to me." Wide eyed and mechanically I walked to the toilet and put the lid down. I sat down and the suction cup stuck to the lid. The voice spoke again "Ride my cock until you come, sugar." I raised myself up using the bars on either side and the huge black dildo was pulled out of my ass by the suction cup. I couldn't believe how big it was. As thick as my wrist and 10" inches long. I had never been so turned on before as when I slammed my self back down on that cock. I looked in the mirror to watch as I violently fucked my self on that huge rod while dressed like a slut in too much make up. I moaned like a whore and loved every second of it. Until I exploded all over my hand and cold reality came flooding in.

The bell rang loudly returning every one to class. I swear I heard deep rumbling laughter as if from far away.

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I looked around in a panic, trying to think of a way out of this situation. I stood up fast and the cock came out of me with a loud, wet "POP!" I almost lost my balance the sensation was so intense. No matter where I looked in the small bathroom, my eyes always found there way back to my image in the mirror and the big, rubber dick I had left on the toilet. I couldn't understand why I was dressed like I was Cum Slut Barbie or where the dildo had come from or how I had come to school with it buried in my ass. Where had the clothes come from? They must have been my mom's or my sister's, but I had no memory of getting them. In fact I was missing the last 24 hours or so. It made no sense and I felt like I was losing my mind

I stared for a second at my sticky semen covering my hand and was overcome with an irresistible urge to eat it. While licking the sweet, salty mess from my fingers I decided that despite everything I loved the way it tasted. I had never even considered eating semen and yet here I was greedily slurping up every last drop I could get. When I finished I put my panties back on, savoring the silky feeling as they slid up my smooth legs to my hairless ass. I felt strange pulling the track suit back on. Then I turned to the problem of the dildo. I didn't understand the desire I felt to sit back down on it. I was ashamed of this feeling, but my need was greater and I pulled my pants down as I walked over to it.

I pulled my thong aside. I spun around and positioned my ass over the head. I was too embarrassed to look in the mirror. I slowly slid down on the 10" black cock. It hurt but the pain quickly subsided to be replaced with undeniable pleasure. When I finally sat on the lid I couldn't help but wiggle my ass and bounce on it a few times before I came to my senses. Disconnecting it from the lid, I stood up. I pulled my pants up and squeezed down on the rod inside of me.

I pulled the wig off as I clicked in my heels across the floor. Washing the makeup off proved harder than I thought possible. The best I could do was not good enough. I still clearly was wearing mascara and lip gloss. The chocker and heels were locked in place so even without the wig I looked like a women in heels and a track suit with a cute boy haircut. I couldn't help but think I was a sexy woman. I tried to shake this thought away but every move I made brought my focus back to the stiff cock up my ass and how much I loved the feeling. As much as I wanted to deny it, I loved feeling like a slut and being stuffed full of big, hard cock.

I had a very difficult time keeping my focus on escaping my school unseen. Walking quietly with a 10" dildo inside of you and wearing 4" heels is quite challenging. Also it is insanely erotic. Despite this I managed to make it to the woods behind the school and the path that would lead through them to my house. After half an hour of walking I just couldn't take it anymore. I left the path to enter a small, secluded clearing. Once there I stripped off the track suit and put back on the wig. I found a nice smooth tree to push my butt against and preceded to fuck myself hard.

I felt so dirty. Out in the woods dressed like whore and slamming myself onto a dildo pressed to a tree. I moaned and whimpered just like a bitch in heat as I came in my panties again. I imagined Tyler behind me. Thrusting his huge, black dick into my not quite virgin pussy again and again. Part of me wondered why I had thought of my friend like that. I had never before considered Tyler in a sexual way and right then I wanted him so bad it was driving me crazy. I let all of my masculine thoughts drift away on a wave of feminine lust, losing myself in the sensations I was feeling. I no longer had any thoughts of impropriety.

I completely lost track of how long I had been there. All I could think about was the pounding of the dildo into my ass and Tyler. I had seen his cock swinging between his legs in the showers before and it was easily as large as the rubber one in my butt. I wished he was there to slam that big, beautiful cock of his in me so much I moaned his name. "Oh Tyler! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" I cried out and pushed myself back faster. "Harder! Please! I need it!" I had completely given in to these new feminine thoughts and desires. I wanted to be a whore and get used by men for there pleasure. I craved cock and semen. I needed to get fucked like I was drowning and it was air.

I came again and this time I felt much less shame. Or rather I still felt just as much shame I just didn't care about it nearly as much. What did it matter anyway? I had never had a girlfriend. I was small and feminine with a huge ass, long legs and narrow shoulders. I was a much better looking woman than I was a man. I decided then I would just embrace this new me. I would dress and act like a woman. I would be a slut and a whore who got fucked by men.

"Who, the fuck, is Tyler?" the voice said. I looked up into those golden eyes that pierced my soul and froze. "You belong to me, bitch."

I stared at the giant, naked, black man in front of me and meekly replied, "Yes, sir, daddy. I belong to you."

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DonnyBrookeDonnyBrookeabout 7 years ago
Sweet exploring whoredom...

Hope there is more...

AnonymousAnonymousover 10 years ago
Very erotic and good descriptions.

It was a turn on. How was the 18 year old boy turned into a csking anal sissy?

AnonymousAnonymousover 12 years ago
Perfectly lovely

Such a lovely story! More autobiography than fantasy, to be quite honest about it, since your images are vivid and very real! Now that summer is coming to an end and you are heading back to school, it will be nice to read more about you, Shauna darling.

AnonymousAnonymousover 12 years ago
mine

we need more much more

AnonymousAnonymousover 12 years ago

that was fantastic please give us more

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