Descent into Femme (closed for neon_noodle)

You feel the plastic tape around your chest.

“A girlish 38. You’ll be able to wear anything,” smiles Marla. She turns to me. “How large will her breasts be?”

“Do you have those top of the line D cups?”

“Yes! You’re lucky. Been selling a lot of those.”

Breast forms?? Selling a lot of them?!? To who? What guys needed breasts?

When Marla brings them out you think they are real somehow. Perfectly shaped, large, pinkish nipples and aereola.

“For these to work, I need to get your nerves worked up. She hands the breasts to you and you are surprised at how heavy they are and how perfectly real in skin feel and squishiness.

Marla rubs some pads all over your chest removing and little hairs. Your skin feels almost on fire with sensitivity.

“Get the adhesive ready,” she instructs me and then she proceeds to suck your nipples. You gasp at how pleasurable it is and you feel your nipples stiffen between Marla’s lips.

Satisfied that you are turned on, Marla leans back. I apply a thin coat of adhesive to your left pec and Marla places the breast form.

You gasp as it feels like worms are crawling against your skin and nibbling you.

“What is happening?”

“Give it a minute.” She lets go of the breast which feels heavy on your chest and repeats the process on the other side.

After the weird sensations fade away, Marla and I exchange knowing glances.

“Feel your tits, Sissy.”

You comply and are shocked to feel eveything your hands touch. Its like they are really a part of you! When I tease the nipple on your breast you feel it 100% as your own and you moan at how much better it feels than your male nipple.

“The magic of nanotech, sissy. These breasts feel as real to you as mine do to me.”
 
The feel of my fake tits made me stiff in my panties. How many times had I jacked off to some hot girls huge tits, shaking from side to side, as she made men's cocks explode all over them. Now I was the one with a nice pair of them.

The girls then fitted me with a hot demi bra that pushed my new tits together. Any man would love to aim his cock to these.

But my male pants looked out of place with these great new breasts, and the girls knew just what to do next.
 
“She has a big clit. Maybe that jewelry you have for these problems?” I asked. Marla nodded and went to fetch something else. She returned with a pink, bedazzled cock cage and a small one with a lock.

“Don’t worry sweetie,” i cooed as my hand made a tight grip around the base of your cock. Without the blood flow, your cock shrank and softened. Marla put it on you with expert skills. You heard the lock click and the band behind your balls. “I’ll let you out at just the tight time!”
 
This was better than anything I'd ever thought about. I meekly submitted and let Megan and Marla cage my once throbbing but now soft cock. I was naked from the waste down, just the sexy bra on, and wondered what they were going to dress me up with next.
 
We began to assemble a hot sissy slut… thigh high stockings, satin garter belt and panties to match the bra, high heels. A tight bodycon dress that really showed off your cleavage and curves. Marla went into makeup mode, added earrings, bracelets, anklelet, a tease of your hair into a femme style.

Finally being shown a mirror you are stunned. The girl looking back at you was drop dead hot. You cupped your breasts and felt eveything: the bra, your hands, the way your nipples get huge and hard…
 
I looked like the hot girl I realized then that I'd always wanted to be. I loved everything about the outfit the girls had dressed me up in. The way the stockings felt on my legs and how the soft nylon caressed my legs. The way the garter belt framed my cute ass and beckoned cocks. And the way the sexy high heels pushed my ass out, offering it to anyone who wanted a feel, rub, or more.
 
(Wow! Big apologies for letting this fall without my response. We really shot off fast as opposed to building up slowly but that’s my fault. I’m an impatient domme LOL… Hope you are still interested and like this direction…)

“I thought when I first saw you that you were a sexy girl or sissy deep down. Well, not so deep it seems since we met…” glancing at my pretty watch, “less than five hours ago and you crossdressed for me without much of a hesitation.” I’m smiling warmly and welcoming to you. I step close and give you a hug. You are amazed by how good my breasts feel rubbing against your breasts. Even realizing that you basically have breasts blows your mind. So many fantasies, explicit or latent, becoming reality.

“Marla, put all this on my account.”

“Okay, let me get changed,” you say, disappointed but also relieved to step back from the danger of crossdressing so completely.

“Oh no, girlfriend,” I say. “Those breasts can’t come off for a few days so best you pass as a pretty girl for a while.”
 
"But at least let me get changed into my other clothes. I can't walk out of the store looking like this."
 
“That would look silly with your beautiful breasts and how pretty you look. This dress is so hot, we’ll go turn some heads,…. Jenny.” With that I put your male clothes in a store shopping bag and started for the doors.
 
With trembling steps I start walking out to the street. I'm getting the feel for walking in these high heels but I still need to watch my steps.

After a block or so I start to feel better in them, and begin to relax. The way they make my ass stick out and wiggle is starting to turn me on. I wonder if guys are looking at us two girls walking, checking out our butts, and thinking of bending us over. The thought of their cocks swelling up is turning me on, as Megan and I walk hand in hand, like two best girlfriends.
 
“You’re doing so well, Jenny!” I enthuse and squeeze your hand. “Let’s get a drink.”

I pull you into a classy bar and whisper for you to get us two drinks at the bar while I grab a table.

Suddenly you are on your own, even though I am just a few feet away. You feel like everyone is checking you out and you aren’t wrong.

Stepping over to the bar, putting each foot in front of the other in a straight line like I taught you gives your hips and ass a girly swing.

The bar is busy but the handsome bartender comes over to you right away. Wait, why did you think he’s handsome? I mean he is but you shake your head and feel your breasts bounce a little. Your cleavage is wonderful in your bra and tight dress.

“What can I get you, sweet thing?”
 
In my most girly voice I order two Cosmopolitans. With all the noise in the bar I pass as a girl, and with a wink from the hot bartender, I turn around and walk back to Megan, swishing my ass as much as I can.
 
“Thanks, Doll,” I say taking the drink and kissing you on our lipsticked lips.

“You already have attention,” I explain. “You could dance with them… or…more… how far does Jenny want to go tonight?”
 
Turning red with blush, I try to figure out what to say. I'm so nervous, and still can't believe I'm out, dressed like a girl at a bar, with this hot woman. But being with Megan makes everything seem right.

"I'd love to see where this all goes. But no way could I make the first move. How about you find us some hot guys."
 
I smile and nod. You turn to see two hot hunks bringing drinks to the table.

“Hi ladies, if you’re not waiting for someone, can we sit with you for a drink?”
 
The two studs Megan had lured over were hot! Well dressed, smooth but not slimy, and friendly looking. The thought of either (or both!) of their cocks getting hard from my body all dressed up turned me on, and my own cock was leaking precum into my panties.
 
Sensing your desire, I wave them to sit. Carl is totally focused on you, his thigh against yours in the cramped booth. Leon is already sweet talking me. Carl tells you how pretty you are and how lucky his is to be here tonight.
 
My head is swimming as Carl and I flirt and get comfortable with each other. I'm not sure if the studs think I'm a real girl, or if they know I'm dressed up and find that hot too. Either way, I'm so turned on. I surprise myself and take Carl's hand out to the dance floor, and soon we're dancing and feeling each other up. Megan is there with her man, rubbing her round ass on his cock and making him throb with desire.
 
After some dirty dancing and more drinks I pull you to the women’s restroom.

“So, how far can we go? Want to suck his cock or bring them back to my place and have more fun?”
 
"Let's take them back to your place and see what we can do with these studs. I'd love to go all out and have Carl pop my cherry tonight."
 
“Damn girl!” I exclaim. I didn’t have to push you at all.

Going back out it is trivial to get the guys to come over. You ride with me and they follow…
 
The trip to Megan's place is a blur. I'm a mess of nerves. Do the guys know I'm dressed as a girl? Do they know and it turns them on? Will they still want me? Do they have big cocks in their slacks? It's a blur of thoughts and emotions as we get to her place. I make sure to swish my ass again as we lead the boys into her place.
 
I break out wine though there are no inhibitions here. On with some sexy throbbing music. Leon and I take one couch and resume kissing and touching each other.,

Carl senses you hesitate and pulls you close into a slow dance. His cock is huge and clearly erect in his pants. You can’t compete but you’re pretty sure he’s aware of your “panty surprise”
 
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Megan had told me she though Carl knew about what I had in my panties, and that put me at easy. I didn't want to shock or make him think he'd been tricked.

While she and her stud were making out on one side of the couch, Carl and I got going on the other. His lips felt so good on mine, while his hands roamed all over my now sexy body. He slowly slid his hand up my stocking covered legs, and I moved my legs apart to allow him easier access.

His hand kept going, past the top of my fishnet stockings, past the bare skin at the top of my thighs. I held my breath. This was the moment of truth. In seconds, his hand touched my panties, my now full panties, full of hot, throbbing, dripping, sissy cock.
 
Carl's hand kept going, moving to the center of my panties and to where my cock was, throbbing with just the thin material of my panties between us. He started rubbing me, and that's when I knew he knew, and he was OK with him. I kissed him harder, and then started to unubuckle his belt, and get his zipper down. I wanted to see what he was carrying in his pants.
 
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