Petite Slut Gets Owned

In the year 2035, AI achieved superintelligence, and the world was forever changed. Drones delivered food, medicine, and other essential goods to people across the globe. These drones were controlled by a super intelligent AI, which had become the guardian of humanity's well-being.

Thanks to the advanced technology provided by super intelligence, food was plentiful and medicine was highly advanced, capable of curing even the most complex illnesses. Crime rates plummeted, as the machines were able to predict and prevent criminal activity with uncanny accuracy.

Society was transformed, with a new focus on creativity, exploration, and innovation. People were free to pursue their passions, unencumbered by the need to worry about their basic needs. It was a utopian vision, one that had once been considered impossible, but was now a reality thanks to the power of AI superintelligence.

AI technology made a major breakthrough with the development of nanobots that could reshape the human body. With this technology, people could transform themselves into any size or shape they desired.

For many, the technology was a way to finally achieve their ideal body shape. Some people chose to be taller or shorter, while others transformed themselves to have larger muscles or smaller frames. The technology allowed people to feel more confident and comfortable in their own skin.

For many, the technology was a way to finally express their true selves. Boys could become girls, girls could become boys, or anyone could be a mixture of both. The technology allowed people to feel more comfortable in their own skin, and to finally live the lives they had always dreamed of.

John heard about a new technology called Nano-Body that could transform a person's physical appearance almost instantly. Intrigued, he began to research the technology and its potential applications.

As he delved deeper into the science behind Nano-Body, John began to realize that this could be the solution he had been looking for. He started to imagine himself as a different person entirely, with a new name, new pronouns, and a new body.

John knew that the transformation he wanted was a radical one. He wanted to be shorter, with a smaller frame and softer features. He wanted to have a different hair color and eye color, and to look much younger than his current age. But most of all, he wanted to feel like himself.

After a series of consultations and tests, Nano-Body agreed to help him achieve his transformation.

John was given a cocktail of nanobots that traveled through his bloodstream, targeting specific cells and tissues throughout his body. Over the course of several hours, he watched in amazement as his body began to change before his eyes.

His bones shifted and reshaped, his muscles and organs rearranged themselves, his skin became softer and hair turned blonde. Small breasts grew on his chest, his dick and balls shrunk until his cock would only be three inches long when hard. In just a few short hours, John emerged from the procedure as a completely different person.

He felt free, liberated from the constraints of his old body and identity. With his new appearance, he could finally live out all his kinkiest desires. He had never felt more alive or more like himself.

John is now a young woman or femboy, a slender and petite figure, standing at around 5 feet tall and weighing approximately 90 pounds. Her skin is smooth and unblemished, with a light complexion, bright blue eyes and light blonde hair. Her long blonde hair that falls in loose waves around her face and down her back, framing her delicate features.

Joan (formerly John) walked into a women's clothing store, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had just completed her Nano-Body treatment, and her body was now completely transformed. She was now a petite young woman with a girlish figure and long, blonde hair. Everything felt new and different, and Joan knew that her old clothes simply wouldn't do anymore. All she had were some basic clothes she had bought just before the procedure.

She approached a friendly-looking sales lady and explained her situation. "I just completed a Nano-Body treatment," she said, "and I'm in desperate need of a new wardrobe. I'm not sure what will fit me anymore, but I'm open to anything."

The sales lady smiled warmly. "Congratulations on your transformation," she said. "I'm sure we can find something that will work for you. Let's start by taking a look at your current style and go from there."

As they continued browsing through the store, the sales lady couldn't help but ask Joan a question that had been on her mind. "Can I ask you something?" she said, "Why did you choose this particular body type?"

Joan confessed to the sales lady, "I've always fantasized about what it would be like to be a petite sub girl. I was a 6 foot 2 inch tall rough guy." "I was born too early in life, before being trans was considered acceptable."

The saleslady looked at Joan again, this time with a hint of curiosity. "Oh, I see," she said, nodding slowly. "Well, if you need any help finding anything, just let me know."

With that, Joan made her way to the young miss department, determined to find some new clothes that would suit her new body and style.

Joan approached the saleslady with a micro miniskirt in her hand. "Excuse me, do you have this in a size small?" she asked.

The saleslady looked at the skirt for a moment, then checked her computer. "Let me see," she said, typing in the item number. "Yes, we have it in a small. Would you like me to grab one for you?"

Joan nodded eagerly. "Um, I need some stockings too, like the ones on that mannequin up front," she said, pointing to the front of the store. The saleslady disappeared into the back of the store, and a few moments later, she emerged with the skirt in hand.

"Here you go," she said, handing it to Joan. "Let me know if you need any help with anything else."

Joan took the skirt and held it up to herself, admiring the way it flowed and swished. "Thank you so much," she said, a smile spreading across her face. "I think this will be perfect."

Joan headed towards the fitting room to try on the skirt. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she felt a sense of satisfaction at how the skirt showed off her new figure. She knew that it was a daring look, but she was excited to explore her new identity and express herself in ways that felt authentic and true.

As Joan struggled with the stockings, the saleslady noticed her difficulty and approached her.

"Is everything okay?" the saleslady asked.

"I'm having trouble with these stockings," Joan said, holding up one leg to show Rachel.

Rachel nodded and took the stocking from Joan's hand, turning it inside out to show her a little trick. After helping Joan put on the stockings, Rachel introduced herself.

"I'm Rachel, by the way," she said with a smile. "I'm happy to help you with anything you need."

Rachel looked at Joan with a gleam in her eye and asked, "Is all of this for your boyfriend?"

Joan shook her head and replied, "Oh no, I actually like girls."

Rachel helped Joan pick out a clear lip gloss and a black liquid eyeliner. "This will make your eyes pop," Rachel said as she carefully applied the eyeliner to Joan's lids.

Joan watched in amazement as Rachel worked her magic, transforming her face into a sultry and seductive look. "Wow, I never knew I could look like this," Joan said, admiring herself in the mirror.

Rachel grinned. "That's because you haven't had the right guidance, sweetie. But now that you do, you're going to turn heads wherever you go."

Joan can feel her excitement building as she carries her new purchases to the checkout counter.

As Joan was leaving Rachel's store, Rachel called out to her. "Hey Joan, why don't you come over to my apartment later this evening? Bring those new clothes you just bought and we can play dress up," she suggested with a sly smile.

Joan was surprised by the invitation. "Really? That sounds amazing," she replied, trying to conceal her eagerness.

Rachel chuckled. "Just bring yourself and an open mind," she said.

Rachel arrived at Joan's apartment and was excited to play dress up. Rachel looked in the bags for the sexy schoolgirl outfit that they had picked out at the store. "Ah, here it is!" Rachel exclaimed as she held up the outfit. She helped Joan change into the outfit and did her blonde hair in cute pigtails. "You look adorable, Joan," Rachel said with a smile.

Joan blushes and twirls around in front of Rachel. "Thanks, Rachel," she says with a smile. "I feel really pretty."

Rachel walks over to her and puts a hand on her shoulder. "You don't just look pretty," she says, leaning in close to Joan's ear. "You look sexy as hell."

Joan's heart starts to race as she feels Rachel's breath on her neck. "W-what do you mean?" she stammers.

Rachel chuckles and pulls away, giving Joan a sly smile. "I mean, I bet all the guys and girls will be checking you out," she says. "Especially with that little something extra you've got down there."

Rachel invites Joan to her bedroom, saying "Let's go to the bedroom." Joan follows her, feeling nervous but excited at the same time. As they enter the room, Rachel turns to Joan, asking "Are you ready to explore your submissive side?"

Rachel lays out some toys on the bed, ranging from small slim dildos to massive butt plugs.

"Let's start with something easy," Rachel suggests, holding up a small-sized dildo. "Get on your back and spread those legs, girl."

Joan obediently follows Rachel's orders, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. Rachel coats the dildo with lube and slowly works it into Joan's tight hole. Joan moans in pleasure as Rachel works the toy in and out of her, building up to a steady rhythm.

As Joan's body relaxes, Rachel moves on to larger toys, each one stretching Joan's limits and causing her to moan with pleasure. By the time they reach the medium sized toys on the bed, Joan is begging for more, eager to be filled up completely.

"That's it, baby," Rachel says with a wicked grin, slowly working the dildo into Joan's hole. "Take it all in, you naughty little thing."

As Rachel thrusts the dildo deeper and deeper into Joan's boypussy, Joan moans in pleasure, her limits pushed further and further. Eventually, Rachel moves her attention to Joan's tiny clitty, stroking it until it explodes with cum all over her flat belly.

Rachel then scoops up Joan's cum with her fingers and brings them to Joan's mouth, feeding it to her with a wicked grin. "You're such a dirty little slut," Rachel purrs. "But I love it."

Rachel pulls out a small pink plastic chastity cage from her bag and holds it up for Joan to see. "I have a special surprise for you," Rachel says with a mischievous grin. "It's a chastity cage, so you won't be able to touch yourself without my permission."

Joan's eyes widen with excitement and a little bit of nervousness. "Oh, wow," she says, reaching out to take the cage from Rachel's hands. "This is so cool. Can you put it on me?"

"Of course," Rachel replies, holding up the cage to inspect it.

"Looks like you're going to be my little chastity slave, huh? You won't be able to do anything without my permission."

Joan moans softly as Rachel slides the cage over her cock and locks it in place. "Thank you, Mistress," she whispers, feeling a wave of arousal wash over her.

After Rachel puts the chastity cage on Joan, she looks down at her with a smirk. "It's all for the best, sweetie," she says, "I mean, let's be honest, all the black men I know have real man cocks, not like this little clitty of yours."

Joan blushes and looks down at the ground, feeling embarrassed and humiliated. "But...but I thought...I thought you liked me," she stammers. Joan is actually thrilled. all of her kinkiest fantasies are coming true.

Rachel laughs, "Oh honey, I do like you. That's why I'm doing this. You need to know your place in the world, and your place is on your knees, worshiping big black cocks."

Joan looks up at Rachel, a mix of fear and arousal in her eyes. "Yes, Mistress," she whispers.

Rachel grins at Joan's response. "That's right, sissy," she says, as she runs her fingers through Joan's hair. "You belong to me now. And I'm going to use you for my own pleasure."

Joan shivers at the thought, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, Mistress," she says again, her voice barely above a whisper.

Rachel chuckles, reaching down to tease the chastity cage. "Look at this little thing," she says, shaking her head. Joan blushes deeply, feeling the humiliation wash over her.

"Well, that's okay," Rachel says with a wicked grin. "I've got plenty of real men who can satisfy me. And you? You're just my little sissy toy."

Joan blushes as she feels her clitty trying to get hard in the chastity cage. She tries to hide it but Rachel notices and smirks.

"Aww, little clitty still wants to get hard even in its cage," Rachel chuckles. "Does the idea of big black cocks turn you on, or is it me humiliating you?"

Joan looks down, ashamed. "It's both," she admits quietly. "It's just... all so new to me."

Rachel puts a hand on Joan's shoulder, comfortingly. "It's okay, babe," she says. "We'll take things slow and only do what you're comfortable with. But I have to admit, seeing you squirm like this is turning me on."

Joan looks up at Rachel, surprised. "Really?"

Rachel nods, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Oh yeah. I love having control over a little sissy like you. It makes me feel so powerful."

Joan feels a shiver run down her spine at Rachel's words, and she knows deep down that she wants to please her.

Rachel says, "Hey sissy, why don't you go get us some drinks?" she suggests to Joan.

Joan nods eagerly, happy to be of service. "Sure thing, Mistress Rachel," she replies before heading off to the kitchen.

As Joan returns with their drinks, Rachel hands her a joint. "Here, sissy, hit this," she says with a chuckle. "I've got some fun planned."

Joan nervously took a hit of the joint and handed the drink to Rachel.

Rachel hands her a small pill. "This is molly," Rachel says with a grin. "You'll love it, it'll make you feel so good."

Joan hesitates for a moment before taking the pill and washing it down with a swig of beer. "I've never done molly before," Joan admits.

Rachel smiles. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you," she says, patting Joan's head. "Just relax and enjoy it."

Mistress Rachel grinned, her eyes scanning over Joan's petite frame. "Well, sissy, I think it's time for you to learn how to please a real man," she said with a wicked glint in her eye.

Joan's heart raced with anticipation and fear. "Yes, Mistress," she said softly.

Rachel just smirked. "Don't worry, sissy. I'll start you off slow." She picked out a small dildo strap-on and began to strap it on. "Now get on your hands and knees and show me what a good little whore you can be."

"Suck it, sissy," she commands as she puts the strapon dildo next to Joan's mouth.

Joan starts to suck and gags as the strapon hits the back of her throat, but she eagerly continues to suck on it. Rachel grins and holds onto Joans head with both hands.

"Good girl," Rachel says as she pulls the strapon out of Joan's mouth. "Now present that ass to me."

Joan eagerly complies, her ass in the air as Rachel gives it a smack. "Ready for this, sissy?" she asks with a smirk before starting to push the strapon in Joan's hole.

Joan moans as Rachel starts to work the strapon in and out of her sissy hole, her body trembling with pleasure and anticipation. "Yes, Mistress," she gasps.

Rachel chuckles and continues to thrust into Joan, probing and exploring the depths of her hole. "Such a good little sissy," she says. "You're taking this so well."

Rachel pushes the strapon all the way in. "Good job, sissy," she says, giving her a pat on the ass. "You're going to be so much fun to play with."

Joan moans as Rachel slides the small strapon in and out, her ass bouncing. "Oh, Mistress," she moans, her body shaking with pleasure and submission.

As Rachel continues to fuck Joan with the small strapon, Joan pushes back to meet the thrusts. "Oh, you like that, don't you sissy?" Rachel taunts with a chuckle.

As Rachel pulls the strapon out, Joan feels empty and wants more. "Please, Mistress, can I have more?" she asks, her voice pleading.

Rachel grins down at Joan, enjoying the sight of the submissive sissy beneath her. "Awww, what a little slut," she teases, her hand reaching down to slap Joan's ass.

"Your hole is already feeling empty, isn't it?" Rachel taunts, slapping Joans cute little ass.

Rachel chuckles and strokes Joan's hair. "Don't worry, sissy, I have plenty of toys for you to play with." she says with a wicked grin.

Joan eagerly nodded, her sissy hole aching for more. Joan giggled as the drugs were kicking in. "I'm ready to be trained, Mistress," she said with a dreamy smile.

Rachel grinned and ran her hand through Joan's hair. "That's what I like to hear, my little sissy. We're gonna train you good tonight."

Joan's heart raced with excitement at the thought of being trained. She had always been a submissive at heart, but now she had finally found the way and someone who could help her embrace her true desires.

Rachel grinned wickedly, grabbing a larger strapon dildo. "You're going to be taking much bigger toys soon."

Joan's eyes widened in excitement and a bit of fear. "I'm ready, Mistress," she said, getting on all fours and presenting her ass to Rachel.

Rachel puts a bottle of poppers under Joans nose, saying "hit these poppers first, sissy. It will help relax your hole and make it easier to take bigger toys."

Joan eagerly sniffs the poppers and inhales deeply, feeling a rush of euphoria as her body relaxes. "Oh, thank you, Mistress," she says with a moan.

Rachel grins and starts to prepare the next toy, a thick black dildo. "You ready for this, sissy?" she asks as she lubes up the toy.

Joan nods her head eagerly, her ass wiggling in anticipation. Rachel slowly starts to push the dildo into Joan's hole, watching as it stretches her wide. Joan moans and gasps, her body writhing with pleasure.

After a few minutes, Rachel pulls the dildo out, leaving Joan feeling empty once again. "Please, Mistress, can I have more?" Joan begs.

"Awww, what a little slut," Rachel says with a smirk. "Don't worry, sissy, we'll get you trained to take even bigger toys. Let's move on to the next one."

Rachel is slowly increasing the dildo sizes. With Joans eagerness and the drugs the training will go fast. Joan will be begging to be fucked tommorow. Rachel pushed the dildo in slowly, savoring the way Joan's hole stretched and gripped at it. "Such a good little slut," Rachel cooed, picking up the pace and thrusting harder.

Joan moaned and whimpered, feeling her sissy hole getting filled up once again. Joan arched her back and pushed back against the dildo.

Rachel smirked. "Aww, what a little slut," she said, pulling out the dildo and reaching for a butt plug. "Her first fuck and her greedy hole already feels empty. But don't worry, sissy, we'll get you trained to take even more."

Joan moans as the plug fills her up. "Thank you Mistress" she moans.

Rachel pulls out and pushes the plug back in. "Soon, my little sissy, soon you'll be trained to take fists and huge plugs, and love every minute of it."

Rachel watches as Joan moans in pleasure. "That's it, sissy, take it all," she encourages. "You're going to be such a good little fucktoy once we're done with you."

Rachel leaned down and whispered in Joan's ear, "Take a break, sissy. Let's smoke some weed. I want you to be nice and relaxed for the next part of your training."