Making of Tina Ch. 14: Father

I was still lying face down on the bed dressed in my little pink whore outfit, crying and sobbing after my own father fucked and came inside of his own teen son. Even worse, he knew it was me and he still did it! I don't know if he knew all along however or if he just realized it after seeing my face.

I could feel his warm seed leaking from my bruised little hole all the way down my legs and little balls. I turned around to sit on the bed and used the bed sheets to wipe away my tears as the door opened. Daddy walked in with a huge grin on his face.

"You did good," he said in a commandeering tone.

He walked over to me and put his hand on my cheek. He used his thumb to wipe away the last tears and he pulled something out of his pocket. It looked a bit like a black magnet, he held it against the back of my collar, and it clicked open.

"You will always wear this when you dress. You can only remove it with my help."

Using his big hand, he slowly went through my hair with his fingers.

"I can't remove these hair extensions though."

Next, he took a little wet cotton wipe and gently removed the makeup from my face.

"There we go, now I can bring you home. It's already late, your parents expect you to be home tomorrow. And don't worry, your dad has the night shift, and your mum is at the pub with my wife."

He stepped back and he slapped the front of his leg a couple of times like you'd do when commanding a dog.

"Come Tina."

A warm feeling went over me and without thinking I followed behind Daddy like his pet. I don't know why, but walking in these heels no longer felt awkward. I noticed I was also walking on a straight line and shaking my hips with every step. As I walked through the door, I looked around and noticed we were inside a huge warehouse, there were a bunch of rooms inside which looked like copies of the one I was in. My heart sank in my chest as I realized all the dreams I had must have actually happened for real!

As we walked past dozens of these rooms, I could hear muffled moans coming from a couple of rooms and the sound of music playing. I got angry and scared at the thought there were probably other people going through the same thing as me. I wanted to stop and help them, but my body kept following Daddy.

At the far end of the warehouse, we arrived at a security gate with a little room and a security guy looking at countless screens. And what I feared the most was correct; I could see dozens of people getting brainwashed like me. I noticed all sorts, girls, boys, men, and women.

The security guy noticed Daddy.

"Thank you for using our services. Remember, you have a five-year warranty on it, and you have to come back every couple of years for maintenance or when it starts showing signs of disobedience."

He was referring to me as 'it', like I was an animal or a thing.

"Thank you," Daddy spoke as the security gate opened revealing a dark hallway like you'd see in a hospital.

We kept walking through a long hallway and at the end there was a big parking lot. Daddy guided me to his car and opened the door for me. I got in the car still in shock by everything that happened to me. I know I am awake now; I am no longer dreaming.

After he sat down in the driver seat he sternly spoke.

"Close your eyes, Tina."

I tried to fight it, but I involuntarily closed my eyes as he started the engine and drove off.

After what felt like forever, I felt the car slowing down and coming to a halt.

"Open your eyes Tina and look at me."

I immediately opened my eyes and noticed we were on the driveway of my house. I turned my head to look at him.

"Who are you?"

"I am Tina."

"What are you?"

"I am a little sissy."

"What is your purpose?"

"To please and to be used."

The words came out of my mouth very girly and sensual, and I felt disgusted as I said them. My body felt strange, like I was injected by something warm. I hated and loved this feeling.

"Good girl. Now get inside. And check your phone often."

"Yes Daddy," I stammered.

I opened the car door and walked outside, thankfully it was already pitch dark.

"Oh Tina."

In fear I turned around and I froze in place while standing outside of Daddies' car.

"What do you say?"

"Thank you for making me a sissy, Daddy!" I said in an extremely girly and sexy tone.

"Good girl. Now cum for me."

I immediately put my hands against the car and in less than a second my legs started shaking uncontrollably as I squirted a tiny bit of clear liquid out of my cage into my little thong. And even though I still had that warm feeling in my body, I couldn't feel anything down there at all. No sensations whatsoever and I started to fear I was no longer able to experience the feeling of an orgasm anymore.

Daddy grabbed the car door and slammed it shut as he backed up and drove away. Still shaking, I took a deep breath, opened the front door, and walked inside. The feeling of entering my house felt alien, like coming home after a long holiday. I closed the front door behind me and immediately sat down on the ground. I started crying, not knowing what to do or how to feel.

I wiped away my tears and walked upstairs to my parents' bedroom. As I opened the wardrobe, I found the empty coat hanger. I undid my mums' jacket and put it back on the hanger. It was then I remembered the crumpled-up ball of cash up my butt. I felt around my butthole and found a piece of the ball, I pulled it and out came the little paper ball followed by a gush of my fathers' cum. I tried to catch it all with my hands, but some of it dropped on the ground. Without thinking twice, I dropped on the ground and started licking it of the floor.

What the hell was I doing?

I opened up the crumpled little ball and realized it was only twenty bucks. How was I supposed to buy a jacket with just twenty bucks? I closed the wardrobe and went to my room. I got undressed and looked in the mirror. There were slight bruises all over my body, and somehow it looked less boyish. Like a little bit more curved and softer. But that might just be my imagination. I turned around to look at my little bruised hole, but it didn't look like a little hole at all anymore. It was in a constant open state. It did look kinda cute like this. I tried to pucker it, but it wouldn't close. I was sure I wouldn't be needing any plugs anymore. Anyone would be able to fuck me with relative ease and without needing any lube. Unless you were built like Daddy or my father of course, they are huge.

I turned on my night light, walked over to my bed and got under the sheets. As I laid my head on my pillow however, I felt something hard inside of it. I grabbed it and I saw a little bottle of clear liquid. There was a sticky note on it.

'Drink this.'

I looked at it with suspicion as I didn't recognize the handwriting. I opened it up and smelled it, but it had no smell. I was expecting a bottle of cum or something, but it was just water. Or at least I thought it was. The old me would have just ignored it and go to sleep. But somehow, I had the urge to drink it. Like I was addicted to it even though I had no idea what it was. I felt my heart racing and I just drank it down in one go. It felt familiar even though I don't or can't remember ever drinking anything similar.

I closed the cap of the bottle, put it on the nightstand, turned off my lights and went to sleep.

I had an amazing dream, very vivid, flashes of the days before. I don't know if it was the liquid I drank or not, but it felt like I was aware of my dreams the entire time. Like I was in control, but not really. As I awoke, I once again had this strange feeling of being half asleep and half awake.

My body was a bit sore, especially my buttocks and the area around my nipples. I never felt this before, and it was strange feeling. I decided to ignore it. I got up from my bed to look at myself in the mirror.

With the piercings, softer skin, and slighter wider hips I kinda looked like a girl even more. I frowned at my reflection and put on some baggy boy clothes. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and freshen up. I expected a bucket with chilly water to be there like before, but there wasn't any. I put my long hair up in a ponytail and tried to make it look like I was some nerdy, metal geek instead of a girl. It didn't look too bad. I still looked like a teenage boy. Slightly effeminate, but nothing that would make people gossip or turn their heads.

I opened my curtains to take a look outside and noticed it was very sunny outside. Spring was here. I felt myself smiling and thinking about short skirts. I snapped out of it trying to suppress the strange, invasive thoughts, but I couldn't. All I could think about were summer dresses, crop tops and miniskirts.

I tried to fight the thoughts, but it was hard to do. It felt like something or someone else was slowly taking over. A bubblier, cuter, more naive version of me. As I let those feelings take over, everything felt brighter and less gloomy. The warm feeling went through my body and with a big smile on my face I ran downstairs to greet my parents.

As I entered the kitchen both of them were having breakfast and chatting away. They looked at me and they immediately started smiling.

"Hello dear!" my mum said.

"It seems like you enjoyed your week at your friends'?"

"Yes mum, it was amazing!" I blurted out. Not entirely sure why I said that as I wasn't at my friends' at all.

I looked at my dad and he had this strange look on his face, a look I had never seen before. He looked at me as if he was super proud, like he would proudly introduce me to the entire world in an instance.

"Sup buddy, glad to see you, we've missed you!"

"Thanks daddy, I missed you too!" I didn't even think twice about calling him daddy instead of dad.

I sat down next to him and poured myself some cereal in a bowl, but after five bites my stomach protested, and I couldn't eat anymore.

My mum looked at me all puzzled.

"Baby, are you ok? You need to eat!"

"It's ok mum, I'll eat some more later."

I wasn't quite sure yet if my father was aware of my situation, so I tried to play dumb. I pushed the bowl to the side and asked.

"Can I play some videogames today?"

My mum answered.

"Sure honey, I'll be gone for most of the day. But your father wanted to take you out shopping. He told me you need a new summer coat. He just had the nightshift, so he'll be taking a short nap first before heading out."

My heart sunk in my chest, he told mum about the coat! Hopefully, he didn't tell her everything!

I giggled and answered.

"It's true!"

I got up and started walking back to my room and I noticed my daddy was tracing me with his eyes like some kind of predator looking at its prey. It felt strange, but somehow extremely exciting. I was thinking about all the ways I could tease him in front of his friends or even my mum and it made me feel all tingly inside.

I giggled and ran up the stairs to my room. I booted up my pc and I noticed it went back to its old settings, no more girly background, or pink Windows theme. Daddy must have put everything back to its original settings. The cam however was still mounted on top of the screen. There was no red light, so I just opened up CS1.6 and tried to join some random server. I didn't have a legal copy of the game though, so I had to try a bunch of cd-keys before I could join a server. Sadly, it was a hacked server, and everything was on 250% speed, so it was impossible for me to get a decent score. Not because I was bad at the game, but because flashes of my week kept flashing before my eyes. All I could think about was dick, men, or basically anything willing to abuse me.

I felt myself dozing off again when I suddenly got interrupted by my dad standing in my doorway.

"We gotta go to buddy, or your mum will kill me."

I looked at the screen and noticed I was kicked out of the server for inactivity. How many hours have passed? I had no idea. I just got up all exciting about the prospect of going shopping with my daddy.

"Yes daddy! Let's go!" I said all bubbly.

However, he stopped me and nodded his head in disagreement.

"Are you wearing that? It's way too warm outside for those clothes."

I froze into place a bit shocked as my father opened my closet and grabbed some clothes; thankfully, my slutty outfit was safely stored away under my mattress! He put them in my hands and told me to get changed first.

"Put these on, much better suited for this warm weather!"

He turned around and closed the door behind him. It felt so strange, he never ever told me what to wear ever before. He never cared at all. But now he knows what I am, and he's still respectful to me -- even more so than before. And he looks so happy and proud. The complete opposite of my other Daddy. I have never seen my father like this.

I looked at the items in my hands and they looked like simple boy clothes I haven't worn in a while. A white tank top and simple jean shorts. I haven't worn these clothes in years, I don't know why daddy chose them.

I got out of my baggy clothes and slowly slid the shorts up my now hairless legs.

"No underwear!" I giggled to myself!

The jeans shorts fit quite nice, not too small, and not too big. Something you'd see a teen boy wear at the beach. The tank top was something else though, it was way too small in size and a bit too short.

I looked in the mirror and I looked like a pretty normal boy, although a bit effeminate. Luckily, the tank top was of a thick material so you couldn't see my nipple piercings, however I had to pull it down constantly just to make sure my belly button wasn't showing. I would have to be careful!

Just as I pulled the tank top over my head daddy walked in.

"Much better! Let's go to the mall! Get your trainers on!"

Surprised I turned around with my hands desperately pulling down the shirt.

"Yes daddy!"

He turned around with so much joy, his energy felt like a kid discovering a new toy in a store.

We drove around for a bit until we arrived at the shopping mall. It was a standard mall, huge parking lot and multiple stories filled with various stores. I have been here countless of times with friends, and I know the layout by heart.

I walked to the entrance of the building next to my dad, and as soon as we entered, he grabbed my hand. Quite surprised, I looked up to him with a puzzled look on my face, but he was just looking straight ahead with this super proud look on his face. It felt quite strange walking hand in hand with my father, but it made him super happy. I got butterflies inside and started blushing and smiling. I kept trying to pull down my shirt with my other hand, careful not to show my piercing to the entire mall.

I thought we were going to check out several shops, but it felt like daddy had a certain goal in mind. We marched around the corner to a shop called 'Forever 21'. As soon as we walked in, he said.

"So, what would fit you?"

I stared at him as I had no idea. He looked at my body over and over again, making me quite uncomfortable and I started blushing.

He looked around the store looking for the perfect summer jacket when he finally gasped, grabbed my hand, and dragged me to the boys section.

In front of me was an identical jacket like my mums', but this one was bright red.

"This looks perfect! Don't you think?" he said in such a playful and excited manner.

I looked at him a bit surprised as it was quite boyish looking, not what I was expecting at all. He liked me more in boy clothes I guessed. He browsed between the jackets until he found the extra small one and handed it over to me.

"Let's go to the fitting room!"

I carried the jacket as I walked behind him to the fitting rooms. It was a Saturday, so it was pretty busy in the store. We had to queue for a bit as I awkwardly stood next to my dad. All the while he was just looking around for potential items to buy. After a couple of minutes, a fitting room became available, and my dad gently nudged me inside.

I had no idea why I had to go inside a fitting room for trying out a jacket but whatever. I put it on and looked into the mirror. It actually looked and felt quite nice on my body, the red/white combo was not too bad. As soon as I turned around to face my dad, he handed me over some more clothes.

While I was in the fitting room, he must've have grabbed some other stuff. I looked at the items in front of me and it was a red and white striped tank top and bright red shorts. They were boy clothes, but no regular boy would wear these.

I stripped out of my other clothes and slowly put on the new ones. The shorts were a size too small, so they hugged my bottom a bit too much and they were pretty tight around my little legs. But the top was the worst, it was what I feared the most - it was see-through! I didn't need to pull it down anymore, but you could clearly see the heart shaped outline of my nipple piercings and the jewel on my belly button. I tried to give the shirt some wrinkles so it would hide everything some more but to no avail. I put on the red jacket trying to make the outfit look somewhat presentable for a teenage boy.

It was then I realized why my father chose this outfit. I looked like a smuttier version of ours towns' fireman cadets!

"Are you ok buddy?"

He opened the curtain, walked inside, and closed it behind him.

"What is taking so long buddy? Let me see."

I looked at him towering behind me in the mirror desperately trying to hide my shame, but in one swift motion he opened the jacket and revealed the see-through shirt in the mirror.

"Looks great!"

I felt like a toy figurine in these clothes, but daddy liked it and so I started to feel warm again.

We stood there looking at each other for a moment when he suddenly took the little metal bench next to us and pushed it in front of me.

"Get on it."

I hesitated for a bit, daddy noticed and sighed.

"Don't make me use the T-word buddy."

I felt a strange feeling coming over me. I knew what he meant, and I didn't want that. I got on my knees on the little bench as our eyes locked. He slowly took off my red jacket and gently threw it on the ground. I was kneeling on the little bench with just my way too small bright red shorts and see through red/white striped shirt. You could clearly see all my piercings, but daddy didn't seem to care.

He used his massive hands to undo the front button of my shorts and in one swift motion he pulled it down revealing my now permanently gaping little hole. I wanted to run away, but I was helpless. If I turned around, he'd just use the T-word and have his way with me anyway.

He removed his leather belt and used it to lock my hands behind my back just above my bum. Next, he lowered his pants revealing his enormous cock. He and Daddy must be dick twins, they are nearly identical. He slowly squatted down and guided his giant mushroom tip to my gaping hole.

"I really don't want to use the T-word, so just be a good little boy. Okay buddy?"

As he said those words, he reached down to the front of me and lifted up my shirt, revealing everything I was desperately trying to hide. As the shirt went over my nipples, he left it there and he slowly started entering my hole. Just as I expected, my hole wasn't wide enough to accommodate my fathers' dick and I started squirming. He didn't care at all as he held me up with one hand and held his other hand on my belly holding me in place.

He continued impaling me on his dick and I started to moan involuntarily.

Daddy immediately put his left hand over my mouth.

"Shh buddy, don't want anyone to hear us."

He kept sliding his dick up me until he hit that wall inside of me, but this time it gave in quite easily, so he was able to continue until his massive balls hit mine. He used his hands to hold me firmly in place as he pulled out completely and immediately pushed it back in all the way. I groaned into his hand and nearly fainted at the sensation as I looked at the incredibly sexy image of my daddy fucking me.