Monica Turns Me Out Ch. 03

The door opened, but at first all I could see was a darkened hallway. I heard Monica's voice beckoning me further into the small townhouse, so I stepped inside with my luggage. The door then closed behind me, and I noticed Sarah had been hiding behind it, grinning mischievously. It was immediately obvious why she didn't show herself while opening the door - she was wearing a black corset, black thigh highs, red heels and matching red lipstick. Her blonde hair fell softly onto her shoulders, and her hoop earrings hung behind them. I dropped my bags as she roped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a kiss. It started soft, but she gradually began to push me up against the wall, teasing my tongue with hers while her hand softly snaked down my body to rub my cock.

The sound of Monica's giggles from further down the hallway broke our trance. I looked up sheepishly to see her dressed identically to Sarah. "Sarah!" she said, feigning disappointment. "He's not even 2 feet into the house, and you're already jumping him!"

Sarah's giggles mirror Monica, and we disentangle enough to allow her into our embrace. Monica's hand replaces Sarah's on my dick, and she kisses me just as deeply. Sarah takes one of my hands and places it on her ass. "Your nails look so pretty...Lauren." She says, causing me to shudder with pleasure. Monica takes the other hand and weaves my fingers into her hair, before taking a dominant tone. "Your hands are ours now. Don't move them unless we tell you, okay?"

The two of them work in unison as they start to strip off my clothes, revealing the thong I was wearing underneath my jeans. As soon as my shirt is off, Sarah is kissing my sensitive nipples, and Monica is playing with my balls, causing a wet spot to appear on the front of my thong. She kisses my cock, murmuring softly "Such a pretty cock...so pretty in panties..."

Monica stands up, taking one of my hands while Sarah takes the other. Together, they lead me up the stairs to the bedroom, where I see an outfit on the bed. It's identical to the two of theirs, only where theirs is black this one is white. Monica pulls me close to her to whisper into my ear "I have to warn you now: this is your last chance to back out. If you decide to play with us this weekend, we're going to let the sissy inside of you out to play, and she's not going to want to go back afterwards. You're going to become addicted to the feeling of being a whore. You're going to cum so much you're not going to remember your name, who you are, or how you got here. Then we're going to fill the empty space in that pretty little head of yours with who we want you to be: Lauren, the sissy slut."

Sarah starts to rub my cock again while Monica talks. "Lauren is going to be such a slut. She's going to have your best qualities, but she's also going to LOVE being dominated. She's definitely not straight either -- she loves both cock and pussy."

As if in a trance, I walk towards the bed and start to put on the outfit. Monica smiles knowingly as I slide the white thigh highs up each leg, shivering from the feeling of the light material against my bare skin. Both her and Sarah come closer again, giggling to each other as they help me tie up the corset, giving me the small illusion of clevage. "I knew he wouldn't be able to resist!" Monica says triumphantly to Sarah, tightening the white lace around my waist.

After the clothes came the makeup. They sat me in a chair and slowly, luxuriously applied foundation, mascara, eyeliner, and lipstick. Each new layer of sissification was accompanied by light kisses all over my body, a hand rubbing my cock to keep me aroused, or hushed whispers of how they're going to make me the perfect little slut. The more they talked, the more comfortable and girly I felt, and I couldn't help but giggle alongside then.

The next step was a red wig, which Monica seemed to pull out of nowhere. I could feel the glue being applied to my scalp, but all my will to resist seemed to evaporate as Sarah began to slowly suck my cock, making me moan. The two worked together, keeping me aroused as Monica secured the wig to my head, making sure to keep it steady until the glue dried. "Don't worry, this will last for...let's see... a few weeks?" She giggled. "Looks like you're going to be a sissy for awhile!"

Once the wig was in place, Monica started to style my new hair. Sarah looked up from between my legs, replacing her mouth with her hand as she gazed mischievously into my eyes. "Tell me Lauren: how much of a sissy do you want to be?"

I managed to groan out "Nnngh...I wanna be a sissy!"

"Are you sure?" She grinned, as Monica reached behind her to grab something else from the table. Her stroking slowed, but she kept the pressure up, making sure I was hard the whole time.

"GOD yes!" I said, as my cock pulsed in her hand.

"Well...real sissies have piercings. Definitely your ears...maybe a belly button piercing too, to start. Are you sure you want to be a real sissy?"

This was a turning point, and they both knew it. My eyes went wide as I realized it -- clothes and makeup could both be taken off, but the wig and the piercings...they'd be a lot harder to hide. If I did this, it'd be a lot harder to go back to being a straight man.

What terrified me most was the realization that I didn't want to go back.

I slowly nodded my head to Sarah, and felt Monica gently hold my right ear from behind. Sarah stroked up and down, distracting me as the flash of pressure happened -- then vanished as soon as it started. The process repeated on my left ear before I slowly reached up to both of my ears with trepidation. I realized I was wearing earrings which matched both Monica's and Sarah's hoops -- big and whorish.

Monica passed a sterilized needle to Sarah, then leaned my head back. She began to kiss me from behind, gently as I felt another flash of pain just above my belly button -- before it was gone. I opened my eyes to see Monica grinning in front of me, then looked down to see my pierced belly button. In it, there was a dangling jeweled bead attached to a ring. I moved slightly, and could feel it sway against my soft skin.

Without giving me too long to think about my actions, Sarah helped me step into a set of 3 inch heels before Monica covered my eyes. Monica then took my hands and lead me with a few stumbling steps towards a full-length mirror. She paused for a moment, then I could feel Sarah's breath hot on my neck as her cock pressed into my pantied ass. "On three, I'm going to show you the new you. Ready? One....two....three!"

She uncovered my eyes and I looked in the mirror. My reflection was completely unrecognizable - I looked like Emma Stone, dressed in white bridal lingerie, complete with a red wig, makeup, and piercings. Sarah's hands ran up and down my body as I shivered with pleasure. I couldn't help myself -- I would fuck ME if I was given half the chance!

I wasn't given any time to recover from my shock, however. I heard Monica open the door to the hallway, and beckon the two of us to follow. Sarah steadied me as I walked towards her, then followed her down the hall in my heels. The entire time, she kept one hand on my ass, gently kneading and massaging it. It scared me a little how familiar it was starting to become to have her hands on me. It scared me a lot how much I realized I liked it.

We entered a dark room at the end of the hallway. There were no windows -- only a chair, a laptop, a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, and a VR headset. The chair itself looked to be made of hardened steel, and had been bolted to the floor so it couldn't move. It had four leather cuffs attached to it, with two on the legs and two at the back of the chair. I couldn't help but notice the 8 inch black dildo suctioned tightly to middle of the seat of the chair, but before I could say anything about it I felt a light spank on my ass as I was hurried into the room.

Monica turned with her hands behind her back, and looked at me as Sarah's hands snaked around my body again, kissing my neck while playing with my nipples through the corset. "Are you ready, Lauren? Are you ready to really complete your conversion into our little slut? You need to be committed, now -- this last stage can be hard, or rewarding depending on how much you resist."

I nervously nodded, and Monica's hands came around her front. In one hand, there was a vial with a twist top. In the other, there was a covered needle. She began to unscrew the vial first, then walked over to me. "These are alkyl nitrates, sometimes known as poppers. They're used to help people relax, especially before trying something new sexually. I want you to be relaxed, because I want to try something that's going to be new to you. Do you want to try this for me?"

Being no stranger to drugs and feeling no small amount of nerves, I readily agreed. Monica held the vial up to my nostril, and instructed me "Now breathe in deeply for ten seconds, then exhale." I started to breathe in, and I could hear Sarah start to count softly behind me.

After ten seconds, I exhaled. I began to feel slight tingles in my fingers and toes, but nothing else yet. Monica smiled, then continued. "This" she gestured to the needle "is PT-141. I got some specifically because of the research I do. I could tell you all about the fact that it's a melanocyte-stimulating hormone which affects sexual arousal by acting on the nervous system. I could also tell you that the common side effects are increased libido levels, elevated degrees of sexual gratification, enhanced vigor and sexual desire, mood enhancement, and they can last up to 72 hours. I could tell you all those things...or I could just let Sarah describe it."

While Monica spoke, Sarah continued to tease me. At some point during her monologue, it became obvious that the poppers were starting to kick in. Every place Sarah's fingers touched felt hot, sending lightning up and down my body and making me shiver. It became harder and harder to focus on Monica's words. Finally, Sarah leaned into my neck, softly kissing my earlobe and whispering seductively "PT-141 is going to put you into heat babe. You're going to feel like you NEED to be fucked, like its the only thing that matters in the world. Trust me - you thought the sex we had before was mindblowing? Just wait until you try this."

Between Sarah's sexy voice, the soft lingerie I was wearing, the poppers racing through my system, and Monica's seductive stare...I was putty in their hands. I groaned and nodded to Monica, who wasted no time in injecting my already craving body with this miracle drug. "Now, it'll take a few minutes for this to kick in" Monica said as she withdrew the needle. "Why don't we sit you down over here while we're waiting?"

Sarah led me to the chair, gently sitting me down with the giant dildo nestled behind my ass cheeks. I could feel how cold and wet it was - they'd obviously gone to the trouble to pre-lubricate it for me. My mind was working on overdrive, already wondering what the cool dildo would feel like inside my body that felt like it was already overheating.

Monica leaned over and kissed me deeply as Sarah started to fasten the cuffs, leaving me only a few inches of movement in any direction. When she broke the kiss, she smirk devilishly, saying "Now, normally I'd ask whether you're ready to take this up your ass...but I can see you're already panting with lust, and you haven't stopped grinding up against our dildo friend since we sat you down."

I suddenly became aware of how my hips had been moving on their own, and looked over to Sarah to see her smirk matching Monica's. They both knew I was absolutely hooked, and the night was going exactly the way they had planned. I couldn't help but moan as I continued to grind my hips up and down. I needed a COCK in me, and I needed it NOW.

Sarah bend my body forward and pushed the rubber dildo down, aiming the head for my tight ass. Then, she put one hand on my shoulder and gently started to guide my ass backwards, and I could feel the pressure against me. Monica filled my vision, kissing me and whispering words of encouragement in my ear "That's it Lauren. You're being such a good sissy slut for us. You're gonna be an amazing whore. Look at how you're all sissied up, taking dick just like you did with my strapon and Sarah's cock."

Suddenly, the head of the dildo popped past my anal ring, and inside me. Monica kissed me deeply, then continued her filthy tirade "That's it. You don't have an ass anymore, it's a boi pussy. And boi pussies are meant to be filled with BIG HARD COCKS, aren't they?" I couldn't help but moan in agreement as another inch slid into me.

"You're addicted to the feeling. You're just a little sissy." The dildo slid even deeper, hitting all the intoxicatingly sexy places inside me. "Say it! Tell me how we've turned you!"

I couldn't help but moan and drop deeper onto the dildo. Sarah came and stood next to Monica, and began to stroke her rapidly hardening cock. The two women leaned on each other as Monica slid her delicate hand into her black panties, rubbing her clit as she watched me gradually impale myself deeper and deeper, before the cold steel of the chair was finally against my ass. My body writhed with pleasure - I felt so full, so slutty, and SO good. It was like something dormant and deep inside me had been awakened, something that promised me more sinfully delicious pleasures than I'd ever known.

Sarah stopped stroking and stepped forward. Without thinking, I reached for her cock, wanting it in my hands and mouth. She giggled as she caught my hands, and held them. "Such a desperate slut! Not yet though - there's something we need to do first."

Monica stepped behind me and placed the VR headset over my eyes, followed by the noise cancelling headphones. Suddenly, I was very aware that I was tied up while looking like a complete sissy and couldn't see or hear anything happening around me.

That's when the video started.

A title flashed across the screen "Boyfriend to Girlfriend" by someone named "AmberSis", accompanied by a low techno beat. A dominant woman in latex stood in front of a smaller submissive man, who was tied standing up. The woman leaned close to him and asked seductively "Do you want to get out of that man body?"

Thanks to the noise cancelling headphones and the VR headset, I felt as if her lips were pressed to my ear instead of the shivering man's. He responded meekly "Yes mistress."

She continued "Do you want Mistress to show you a better way?"

"Yes mistress" he groaned, as she traced his face with her hand.

"A way to overcome yourself, and become exactly what I want you to be: my little bitch." She leaned in for a kiss, and the scene changed. A new woman's voice promised me seductively to show me what it's like to be feminine. Her honeyed words washed over me as I felt the new drug start to kick in - I fucking LOVED it. I felt sexier and sluttier than I ever had in my life. I ground the dildo into my ass the scenes continued, showing dominant women turning their men into whimpering sissy sluts. Every inch of it was hitting places which I'd never touched before, but NEEDED to be touched. My arms strained against the cuffs, desperate to feel something against the rest of my body. Sarah was right - I was absolutely in heat.

I couldn't help but feel jealous of the men in the video as it ended. I was dressed up just like they were, but they got fucked in the end - something I was desperately craving. The screen went black for a moment before a new beat began and a spiral appeared in front of me. That's when I discovered that the dildo I was riding was actually a vibrator - it pulsed over and over in time with the spirals, sending waves of pleasure radiating from my ass-pussy through my entire body. A new female voice started speaking, her soft voice contrasting with the absolute filth that was coming out.

"You're addicted. There's no return from this. You're a slut, and you know it. You'll never feel pleasure this good from any other kind of sex, so stop trying to fight it. You know this is rewiring your whole sexuality, but you don't care. All you care about is having your boi-pussy stuffed by BIG HARD COCK."

As she said those words, images of trans women started to flash across the screen. Sometimes they were alone, other times they were fucking men or women. The voice started again "Bounce up and down on that cock, slut."

My body complied without even thinking. I started to bounce, working my ass up and down like a seasoned pornstar. I could feel the weight of my new hoop earrings bouncing with me, as well as the tiny belly button jewel. I swear I could even feel my small clevage bouncing, like a real pair of tits. My ass shook every time it hit the chair, and I desperately wanted more. The video shifted back to a spiral, with more dirty instructions.

"You are a slut. Say it out loud." On autopilot, I said it as I bounced. "Good slut, doesn't it feel good to admit it out loud?"

I groaned in agreement. Then, she continued "You're a sissy faggot. SAY IT!"

"I'm a sissy faggot!"

"Now, I want you to practice your girly voice. Tell the world you're a whore in your dirtiest, nastiest voice baby."

My body obeyed, using a sultry, sexy, womanly voice I didn't know I could make. "I'm a whore! Oh god I'm such a whore."

"Good, you're doing such a good job baby! Now, I'm going to install some hypnotic triggers into your little slutty brain. Wouldn't you like that? Wouldn't you like someone else to be able to take over control, get rid of all your inhibitions and make you do all sorts of slutty things?"

I couldn't help but moan at the thought. Under the influence of the drugs which were firing through my system, I realized it was my ultimate fantasy - giving up control and just being free to be a complete slut.

"I'm going to talk to your subconscious mind for a few minutes. I want your conscious mind to stare at the spiral as I count you down from 10 to 1. 10....9....8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...and SLEEP."

Unbeknownst to me, Sarah and Monica giggled in the corner as they hit play on the rest of the playlist, with my long list of new triggers already chosen.

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I blinked as the headphones and headset came off. Monica was in front of me, and she started to undo the cuffs. I looked down to see a light layer of sweat on my body. I realized I must have been riding the vibrator for at least 20-30 minutes, but I had no memory beyond the first few. Monica undid the last cuff, then kissed me softly. "Good girl, Lauren. You did SO well."

I felt warm and fuzzy on the inside from her words, and not just because I had 8 inches of vibrator still inside me. I could still feel the drugs in me, and desperately hoped that Monica and Sarah were finally about to fuck me senseless. Monica helped me take the vibrator out and get to my feet, and held me as we walked back to the bedroom. I caught sight of a window while we were in the hallway, and realized it was pitch dark outside. When I arrived it was only dusk, meaning that I must have been watching hypnosis videos for hours. What sort of triggers did they give me?

I didn't have to wait long to find out. Monica opened the door to the bedroom, and on the bed in front of me was Sarah. Her hard cock jutted out, and she was stroking it slowly while grinning at me. Monica leaned to my ear and whisperered into my ear "Ready to have the best sex of your life?"

I nodded, starting at Sarah the whole time. Then, Monica said the magic words "Lauren is a good slut."

My body reacted before I could even consider what was going on. I crossed the few steps between me and Sarah in a flash, and was kneeling before her giant cock without thinking. Sarah wasted no time sticking her bitch breaker of a dick past my ruby red painted lips, and down my throat. I began to bob up and down, using my hands to massage her balls and stroke her cock while I sucked. It was like I'd been sucking dick all my life - the motions just came so naturally to my body. It even FELT right too - every time her cock hit the back of my throat, I felt a tingling sensation through my body. I'd gone from "bicurious" to "complete cock slut" in one night, and I fucking loved it.