The Hottie in the Mirror Pt. 03

"Well," said Hailey with a giggle, "We had an overachiever who threw off the curve a little." Something about her tone made Lexi look nervously around the room. "Wait a second... where's Claire?" she asked numbly.

"It's not fair!" burst out the cowgirl, close to tears. "She didn't need that many signatures to win! She was just taking points from the rest of us."

"Claire's making herself a bit more presentable," explained Hailey with a gleam in her eye. "But don't worry, we counted her signatures in the living room..."

"Twelve must be a new record!"

The door opened again and Claire walked it, her face dreamy and smiling. If this was "more presentable" Lexi couldn't imagine what Claire had looked like in the living room. She had hastily stuffed herself back into her nurse costume, and was practically dripping with cum. The thick, globby semen of a dozen frat boys was smeared across her lovely face and oozing down the inside of her thighs beneath her sexy costume. There were big black signatures scribbled all over her body.

"I've got to say, Claire-bear," said Hailey warmly, "Starting an all-holes gangbang in the middle of the living room was a bold strategy, but it clearly paid off for you. I get the feeling you are going to be a very entertaining sister to have."

Claire laughed but glanced across the room at Lexi with worried eyes. Lexi felt guilt and arousal and jealousy all at once. This was obviously the plan Claire had come up with to help her: taking as many points as possible from the other girls to lower the winning threshold. Lexi knew that Claire had done it for her, but it would be easier to swallow if she didn't look so... satisfied.

"Anyway," said Hailey sharply. "You say you have three. Let's see them."

Lexi began to sweat. "You, um... you need to see them?"

Hailey rolled her eyes. "Well, duh. Are we just supposed to take your word for it?"

Her mind racing, Lexi turned and showed Mark's signature on her arm, trying to buy some time.

"That's one," said Hailey impatiently.

Lexi turned and flipped up the back of her skirt to show Sam's signature. Horrifyingly, the pressure and humiliation of the situation was sending more blood to her cock. Just as all the girls were focusing on her body intently.

"Two..." said Hailey, rotating her finger in a "Let's go" motion.

Fuck. Why had Anton signed her cock? She should have known that they would have to show them at the tally. 'The last one is... It's in a private area," said Lexi in a mortified whisper.

Hailey scoffed. "Are you fucking kidding me?" she said in an irritated voice. "Most of the girls in here just had to show us their coochies a minute ago. That's like the first place guys think of to sign. That and the tits. Now come on. Show me the third."

Lexi was trapped, she folded her hands at her waist, desperately trying to hide her growing erection. What could she do?

"Uh, hello?" said Hailey rudely, "Earth to Lexi? I need a third signature, girl, or you lose."

"Show us Lexi!" called a girl from the crowd.

"I think she only has two," murmured another girl with a bitter smile.

Lexi fidgeted. There was no way out. Her entire future rode on this. But if she showed her signed cock, wouldn't the consequences be worse than losing?

"Last chance Lexi," said Hailey in a hard voice. "Let's see it."

"Show them," said a firm, calm voice from across the room. Lexi turned to see Claire, sperm splattered but still her beautiful girlfriend despite it all, looking her steadily in the eyes. Claire nodded her head. After a moment, Lexi nodded back. She couldn't see how showing her cock to a room full of sorority sisters would help her, but her trust in Claire was bottomless.

Her heart beating wildly, Lexi gripped the edges of her skirt and slowly lifted it, revealing her stiff, signed cock to the crowd of girls.

The room was dead silent.

"Alright," said Hailey simply. "Welcome to the Ladies of the Grove, sister Lexi. Well, I mean, technically your induction will be in a couple of weeks, but..."

"W-wait," said Lexi, not quite believing what she was seeing and hearing. "You... I mean, you don't have a problem with..."

Hailey gave her a confused look. "With your cock? Of course not, Lexi. Trans women are women. What do you think we are, a bunch of bigots?"

"But, I..." said Lexi stupidly, unable to process this information. "I mean... what?" Lexi had heard that the sorority had strict unofficial rules about not admitting lesbians, so this unexpected acceptance was incomprehensible to her.

Hailey rolled her eyes. "We all know you're fucking Anton Williams, so we aren't really concerned about you going after sorority sisters. Just be chill and don't rub it in everybody's face that you have a dick and we're good." Hailey walked past Lexi towards the door, taking a moment to pause and whisper in her ear "Say 'thank you' to your Daddy next time you see him. I just couldn't refuse when he begged me to let a trans girl into the LGs, since he was the one asking."

As Claire and the other accepted sisters surrounded Lexi to congratulate her, Lexi realized that it was all over. In a few weeks, after her official induction, she could reveal that she was a man and not a trans woman at all. She could switch back to being Alex, being male, full-time.

Why did that suddenly make her feel so conflicted?

...

Despite the fact that her boyfriend's utter humiliation had aroused her, Claire Estrada's gaze was steady and her voice was calm as she faced Faria.

"You're suggesting that I influence Anton. Make him fall in love with Alex," she said, with a chagrined twist of her lip.

"Ah, there she is," said Faria condescendingly. "The genius Anton and Alex have been telling me about. Bingo. Anton doesn't know what he wants yet. You can show him a different way. It doesn't have to be just the two of them either. Think of it as adding a third to your relationship."

"But Anton?" said Claire with disgust. "He's an arrogant prick."

"Well, that decision is out of your hands," said Faria apologetically. "But it's not as bad as you think. Alex is great, but he's a little... soft, wouldn't you say? Even before I helped him give up on masculinity. Haven't you ever wanted someone a little... harder? Tougher? Badder?"

Claire's eyes grew curious. Faria could see her thinking about it despite her reluctance.

Faria began rubbing the smooth, soft brown skin on Claire's bound thigh. "In a way, you're lucky. If you can pull this off, you'll have the best of both worlds: a soft, thoughtful, loving partner, and a rugged bad boy. Both at the same time. Peanut butter and chocolate."

"But I can't trust Anton," said Claire, biting her lip lightly. "He wants to destroy Alex."

Faria shrugged. "Anton has rough edges. But lots of women get into relationships with bad boys hoping to tame them."

"Yeah, crazy women!" said Claire, rolling her eyes. "That's never a good idea!"

"So you'll have to try extra hard," said Faria with a wink. "If anyone can steer Anton in the right direction, it's you. Alex told me you're a mastermind."

Claire looked dissatisfied, but seemed to realize that Faria's suggestion was her only option.

"I thought you erased everyone's memory after these sessions," she said with a sigh. "How will I even know what to do?"

"I make my own rules," said Faria simply. "If I want to let someone go with a few commands to keep their session a secret instead of wiping their memory, that's up to me."

Claire slumped, letting the ropes binding her hold her body weight. She looked exhausted by the enormity of the job in front of her. "Why are you doing this?" She said, looking up at Faria wearily. "You got paid already. You could just let Anton do what he wants."

Faria frowned, thinking for a moment, as if she hadn't really considered the question herself.

"I shouldn't have agreed to hypnotize you," she said finally, her face and voice stiff. For a woman as proud as Faria, admitting fault was clearly difficult. "Anton suggested it, and I agreed because it would help with the task of corrupting Alex. But to hypnotize someone, I need proof that they committed some sort of offense against the client."

Claire understood. "And I never did anything to Anton. You were caught between two of your rules because you said yes without thinking. You have to provide the services Anton paid for, but hypnotizing me breaks your rules. Trying to make the hypnosis a positive for me is your only way out."

Faria simply nodded, with an extremely rare look of embarrassment on her face.

"Well whatever," said Claire in resignation. "I want to make this clear, Faria: I don't see this as some sort of gift. But it's better than nothing. Let's get on with this."

And, for once without a quip or snarky comment, Faria put Claire into programming mode.

Claire was already planning how to work this terrible situation in her favor.

...

Months ago, before the first Birchwood Society pledge meeting...

"You've been feeding him his 'weight-loss' shakes, right?" asked Anton, staring down at Claire Estrada, his victim's gorgeous girlfriend, as she eagerly slobbered all over his cock.

"Every day, master!" gasped Claire, taking the opportunity now that the cock was out of her mouth to slap it lightly against her cheek. "He still hasn't realized that they're filled with the medicine you gave me."

"God I can't wait to see it," said Anton smugly. "I bet after months of those herbs pumping through his blood he looks just like a woman. Tonight's the night. I'm going to humiliate him in front of the whole frat and get him rejected."

Claire frowned slightly. "Oh. So that's what your plan was? Ok." She returned to enthusiastically sucking Anton's cock, closing her eyes in ecstasy as she forced more of his black cock down her pretty throat. Anton tried to enjoy his little sex toy's submissive service, but her dismissive response bothered him, nagging at him like a rock in his shoe. Finally, he tapped Claire on the head, signaling her to disengage.

"What's the problem with my plan?" he asked bluntly.

"It's nothing," said Claire shyly. "I'm just a cock sucking little toy for my master. You don't need to listen to what I say."

"Tell me," growled Anton.

Claire shrugged. "I just think it would be more satisfying if you corrupted Alex a little more before publicly humiliating him. You've got me whispering in his ear. With my help, you could get him to do all sorts of things. He hasn't even dressed like a girl yet!"

Anton considered Claire's words carefully. It would be satisfying to see Alex truly corrupted and feminized. And what was the rush?

"If I wanted to use your suggestion. Hypothetically," said Anton slowly, "What would I need to do?"

Claire withdrew Anton's cock from her mouth with a wet pop. "First, you need to convince him you're no longer his enemy. He's too suspicious of you right now. As for the rest, why don't you make this suggestion to the frat president..."

....

Months ago, after the panty stealing task.

"Wow! I have to admit that you were right!" said Anton, holding up the lacy black pair of panties to the light as Claire gave him a sensual handjob. "It was totally worth it to wait and force Lexi to get all dressed up like a girl!"

"I knew you would like it!" said Claire sweetly, working her slim fingers slowly up and down her master's cock. "Lexi turned out to be pretty cute as a girl, right?"

Anton gave Claire a confused look. "Cute? I mean, he's a guy. It was hilarious, but not cute."

Claire huffed and looked away. "I worked for hours on that makeup, master. The least you could do is tell me I did a good job!"

Anton felt a little annoyed. Claire was his sex slave, not his girlfriend. Why should he have to think about her feelings? On the other hand, he had learned that things were a lot... sweeter when Claire was happy and enthusiastic about her tasks. What was that shit people were always saying? Kindness is free.

"Fine," he said with bad grace. "Yeah, Lexi was cute." Hell, guy or not, it was even true. That makeup had done wonders. Anton had almost forgotten that Alex was a dude for a second there in the sorority house.

"What if I told you I could get Alex to dress up like that more often?" asked Claire coyly.

"I was going to expose him at the next frat meeting," said Anton. But there was a note of interest in his voice.

"I'll just make an anonymous report about catching him stealing the panties," said Claire with a smile. She reached up and plucked the thin lacy panties from Anton's hand. "Because I have an even better idea than humiliating him in front of the frat guys. What if we confused poor Alex into really becoming a girl?" Claire locked eyes with Anton as she wrapped the lacy panties around his cock, moving their smooth material up and down his dick.

Anton was silent, not daring to speak or even breathe as Claire mesmerized him with the taboo handjob and her alluring voice.

"The girls told me about this loophole that the LGs and the Society used to have. The loophole has been closed now of course, but Lexi doesn't know that. All I have to do is suggest..."

Anton listened intently, forgetting for a moment that he was the one in charge here.

...

Over a month ago, before Anton and Lexi's first date

"No! No fucking way, Claire!" said Anton, sitting up in bed. They had been cuddling after a particularly satisfying session of lovemaking. "I'm not going to 'be nice'. Or 'treat it like a real date'. I think you're forgetting the entire point of this. I'm trying to publicly humiliate Lexi, remember? Not treat her to a good time."

Claire put a soothing hand on his naked chest. "Shhhh, calm down, Daddy. Think about it. What could be more humiliating than making Lexi fall for you? Making her get a big crush on her former bully? Wouldn't that make it even sweeter when you reveal her secret to everyone?"

Anton's mind raced. "A crush? On me?" The idea was sick and twisted and fascinating. "You really think Lexi could feel that way?"

"Absolutely," said Claire with the crooked smile that had started to make Anton's heart race when he saw it.

"I... I don't know Claire. It sounds weird. I'm not sure if that's the direction I want to take this," said Anton doubtfully.

"I'm not saying you have to have feelings for Lexi, Daddy," said Claire. "You're so good-looking that just being nice will be enough to drive her crazy. It will be a completely one-sided thing. Totally humiliating for her."

"One-sided," said Anton thoughtfully.

"Just be open to it," said Claire firmly. "Meet with Lexi and decide in the moment whether it feels right to destroy her or string her along. Does that sound ok?"

Anton nodded. He could at least consider it. He turned to Claire and roughly kissed her. For some reason, he was all revved up and ready for round two.

...

One month ago, before the basketball game...

"It's fucking bullshit, babe, that's what it is!" said Anton, leaning across the table and speaking in a fierce whisper. It wouldn't do to disturb the other guests at the restaurant after all. "She hasn't answered my calls for weeks! No contact! I thought you said that after the blowjob she would be totally mine!"

Claire calmly lifted another fork of spaghetti and meatballs to her mouth and chewed dainty before answering. "I don't see what the problem is, Daddy," she said airily. "I thought the whole point was to humiliate Lexi. She sucked your cock, called you daddy, and had the video shown to a crowd. Her body is totally feminized, and she dresses in girls' clothes like half the time. She is on track for a huge, humiliating reveal when she tries to switch over to the frat. You won."

Anton almost growled in frustration. What Claire was saying was technically correct, but Lexi's behavior was still infuriating to him for some reason.

"Unless there's something else bothering you..." said Claire with a mischievous smile. "Like, maybe just humiliating Lexi isn't enough for you anymore."

"Fine, I'll admit it!" spat Anton. "I want more, ok? I want Lexi as my personal possession. It's not enough to humiliate her anymore. I want her to be mine."

Claire smiled, trying to hide the triumph in her eyes. "Well, in that case, I can help you. You need to show Lexi how much she needs her big strong Daddy. Keep trying to reach her. She'll pick up eventually. When she does, keep your cool. You know that weekly pickup game you play? Well, here's what you should tell Lexi..."

...

Present day, following the final challenge.

Claire left the bathroom, drying her hair from the shower as she walked to Anton's living room. It had felt good to get all the sticky jizz off of her body.

Anton was sitting on the couch, naked as usual. Claire had never known a man in love with his own body as much as Anton was. He took every opportunity to undress.

He was playing Claire's task from the second Sorority initiation challenge on the TV. On the screen, Claire swayed and seductively unbuttoned her shirt as she gave 'fuck me' eyes to the camera. When Claire pulled 'give your sponsor a lap dance' out of the bowl, she had been a little nervous at first, but it turned out to be really fun to learn all the slutty dance moves.

She crossed the room and plopped down next to Anton on the couch. Anton grinned at her. "You know, Lexi can be a little oblivious. I don't think she ever even realized I was your sponsor."

The camera panned in the video to show Anton sitting on a chair, waiting for Claire to make her way over in the skimpy lingerie she was now wearing.

Claire shrugged, "A combination of good luck and the fact that no one ever told Lexi that Brothers could sponsor more than one person," she said lightly. Claire blushed slightly as she watched her past self grind her pussy rhythmically against Anton's bulge, her head thrown back, eyes closed, bottom lip held firmly in her teeth.

"I don't even know why you keep watching this," she said with an embarrassed tone. "I'm right here in the flesh."

"Hey, if you want to give me a repeat performance, I'll turn it off right now!" said Anton with a cocky grin.

"Well, I'm your sex slave, right baby?" Claire fired back with a smile, "Why not just order me to do it?"

It was Anton's turn to look embarrassed. "Yeah, but I want you to want to do it, babe. You know that," he mumbled.

"And I will," promised Claire, taking Anton's hand in hers. "After we finish our plans with Lexi."

"Speaking of plans for Lexi," said Anton slowly, "I've been thinking about what you said. About that... what was it called? Like a three-way but for dating?"

"A throuple," prompted Claire.

"Yeah. That. I know I said no, but... I changed my mind. I think I would be OK with trying it out," said Anton sheepishly.

Claire carefully maintained a neutral expression, despite the swooping joy in her heart. "Oh, that's great, babe! We can start working on that right away. It will be a little tricky. Lexi still doesn't know that you and I are together. We will have to lead her to it gently."

"If anyone can do it, it's you, babe," said Anton, raising her hand to his mouth and kissing it gently, love in his eyes. "You're kind of a genius when it comes to influencing people."

Yeah, thought Claire smugly to herself. I kind of am.