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Forced To Be Female Part 7
Part 7 That night lying on my bed, I realized Tiffany was my whole world. I was hers completely; I couldnít fathom not having her. She was everything! I fantasized about her but dared not touch myself, for I know I would have to get off. She had forbidden it, so I went to sleep with thoughts of her.
The next day I found a change in myself. Before, whenever Tiffany would tell me to do something, I would grumble or put it off or find ways not to do it at all. Now whatever she said, I jumped to it. Training became easier, I felt like I was excelling at it. During our walks she used to tell me to pay attention, walk like I showed you. She would say stop watching other people, you can sense when they are looking at you and you donít need to stare back. Now my attention was on her, I concentrated on walking correctly, talking correctly, taking care of my nails, being precise with my makeup and spending copious amount of time on shaving my legs. During this transformation Tiffany never said anything; she didnít even seem to notice. She didnít take advantage of her dominance; she acted as though she expected nothing less. I was totally hers and she knew it.
Later that day she found me in the cell shaving and she was very excited. She said that everyone was talking about me. It seems as though your performance last night really rocked his world. He is telling everyone. Now we need to wait at least a week before we take another customer. This will give them time to stew on it and will bring the price up considerably. Maybe even two weeks she said with her giggle. She had me stand up and inspected my legs by gently running her hands all over them. This was driving me crazy and my cock and balls werenít taped. My dick became rock hard. She giggled and told me to put that thing away. She said we could stop using the clothes pins and that my nipples are as large and hard as they are going to get. Plus she said the longer you go without them, the more sensation will return to them. Get dressed she said, we only have about two hours before count. I need to parade you around while the gossip is hot (giggle). I did what she said of course, and we walked for over an hour hand in hand. Some of the younger guys were staring so hard I felt uncomfortable. She told me not to pay them any mind.
That evening after we ate she brought out the balloon and had me practice with it. I didnít think anything of it, for it was a nightly chore. I kept practicing moving it up and down, sometimes I would bring it out to far and it would fall out and I had to put it back in. This went on for an hour and a half. Usually we did this for about 45 minutes to an hour. I was becoming very sore by this time when she told me to stand. I stood up and she took the balloon and pushed it in just enough to get a small portion past the sphincter muscle. She said now squeeze, I did and she slowly let the rest of the balloon dangle out of my ass. I could barely hold it with the little she had put in and the weight of the flour inside the balloon pulled on it. She said now donít drop it. Stand in that spot, donít move and donít drop it. I was already sore from all the practicing I had done previously. My legs were spread apart at a weird angle that certainly didnít help the situation and I could already feel cramps coming on. She sat down on the bed and pulled out a pad of paper. She giggled and said now donít move. She would draw, look up at me then back down and draw. I stayed there clenching for all I had. I started to shake and she snapped at me to stay still. I was starting to sweat everywhere; I could feel it coming off my chin. When she finally put the paper down she came over and pushed the balloon so it swayed. I tried, I clenched, I squeezed as hard as I could even though my cramps were becoming unbearable, to no avail and it fell out. I cried out, but she just put a comforting hand on my leg and told me to relax. She felt my opening and gently pushed a finger in. It felt like she was trying to push a truck tire in there. She giggled and said it was a start. When she pulled her finger out, she told me we will be adding this to my nightly chores. She said that if I was going to let someone stretch me out, I need to be responsible enough to reverse the process. We wonít have you a loosey goosey whore. You will be a tight respectable whore (giggle). I looked at what she had drawn and it was a stick figure with a bunch of doodles all over the page
Ten days went by. I know it was ten days because Tiffany wouldnít touch me or let me touch her. It was all work and no play. On the ninth day she felt my asshole and told me I was as tight as a mouse. On the tenth morning she said that she had a customer for me tonight. She told me that he had a little dick and I need to make him feel like King Kong. Never tell him he is big or huge, because he will know you are lying. Start by giving him head as usual, but make more noises, more moans and inhale him more. Start licking him from the bottom of his balls, as close to his asshole as possible and really take your time getting to his head. Then when he goes to fuck you, make sure you are lying on your belly. This position will give you the most leverage with your ass muscles. Donít let him in. Make him try two or three times, and cry out each time. Make him lube up each time. When you do let him in, you need to stay clinched the whole time. Without saying anything you will make him think he is huge, even if it is only for a few minutes.
When he arrived, I did a lot of the same. I sat on his lap this time and made sure my hair brushed his face. I wanted to get him rock hard before I started. I asked him if I could dance for him. He smiled and said please do. I danced for him for awhile and let him touch me where ever he wanted. I noticed he spent a lot of time touching my nipples. I sat back on his lap noticing right away his small but very hard cock. I opened my shirt and he sucked on my nipples. He flicked them with his tongue. This was driving me crazy, I has been almost a month since Tiffany had gotten me off and since then I had to endure watching her prance around our cell in those tight pants or even worse, when she wore just her panties. This guy flicking my nipples with his tongue was really making me ache. He noticed because I was grinding my ass on him more and more. I almost forgot who was here to please who. I flushed and moved to my knees. I pulled his cock out of his boxers and even though it was small (maybe 5 inches, if that) it was perfectly shaped. I was so turned on I forgot what I was supposed to do. Hungrily I started to suck his balls, I remember slurping noises. Oh god Tiffany would kill me, slurping noises? From what I could tell my aggression was really turning him on, or maybe it was me that was to turned on, I was imagining it. Either way, when I started licking up his shaft letting my bottom lip pull back like Tiffany had instructed, he grabbed me by the hair and pushed my head on his cock. I could easily take him all considering Tiffany has at least 3 inches on him and I practiced on her. I gagged myself anyway in hopes of making him feel larger. He started to fuck my mouth and throat until I made him stop and I said please enough. I moved over to the bed and lay on my stomach. I was swaying my hips invitingly. He lubed himself up and put one knee on either side of me. He positioned his cock at my opening and pushed. I clenched for all I had and when I cried out it wasnít fake. Having someone forcing themselves in you while you are clenching like that, sends sharp pains in your muscles. He said holy shit, doesnít that little cock tease you live with use this at all. I told him not very often. I asked him to put a little more lube on. He did and tried again. Again I clenched and cried out. The third time was success. I asked him if he could please just let it sit there for a minute and let me get used to it. He did as I asked. After a few seconds I started to message his dick with my ass muscles. I thought he was going to pull out. What the fuck is that, he said. I told him I was sorry and I would stop if he wanted me to. He replied hell no, that feels awesome. I messaged his cock for a couple of minutes before he couldnít take in anymore and started to slam me. I kept my ass as tight as I could without letting him hurt me. As he was getting tight all over he pulled out quickly and grabbed his cock. He was cumming all over his hands and fingers. Smiling he said could you take care of this. I gave him my most evil smile and turned to my knees on the bed. I started to lick his cum off his fingers and hands. He moaned as he watched me lick it up. After I got it the best I could he pushed my head down on his half limp cock and I took it all in my mouth and cleaned it with my tongue and lips.
Tiffany came back after he left and asked me how it went. I said that I didnít get to do everything we talked about, but I think it went well. The next day I found that it did. The talk was all over the compound about how tight I was. Tiffany was very happy and I pushed her to do something with me. I got on my knees and begged her to do something anything. I told her that if I didnít touch her soon, I was going to need castration. I told her how much it ached to even look at her. (Giggle) Donít you think I know that dummy, she said? Of course you want to touch me, but I think you can last a few more days. Just think, when you do it will be just that much better (giggle). She said besides, itís your turn to take care of Apache. Since youíre so horny, why donít you go to his room now? You have time to give him head before the next count.
I walked into Apacheís cell and asked him if we could play a game. He laughed and said what type of game. I told him that I wanted to be able to deep throat Tiffany the next time I give her head. I said you are bigger than her, so if I can take all of you then I can take all of her. So the name of the game is hide your cock in my throat. He laughed again he would play as long as we played his game also. I asked him what his game was and he said hide my cock in that tight ass. I smiled and said yep, Iíll play. I spent the time before count trying to take all of his cock. I could get to about an inch of his pubic hair before I was gagging profusely. Finally he told me to lie down, open my mouth and close my eyes. I did what he said. He slowly pushed his cock in, a little more and a little more and finally I could feel his pubic hair on my nose. I opened my eyes and started to gag. He laughed and told me to come back after count so we could play his game. I did!
Three agonizing days went by watching Tiffany look hot. I couldnít tell if it was me or if she was brushing by me more, bending over more, leaning over me more and staying in her panties longer. The most agonizing was when she had me shave her every day. She always smelled and felt so good. One day it hurt so bad that I thought I was going to be physically sick. Every night was the same ritual with the balloon. It seemed like every night the practice sessions was going on longer. On the third night she asked me after a very tiring session with the balloon, how my ass felt. I told her it was totally worn out. Good she said (giggle) come here. She told me to remove the tape that was on my cock and balls. I did what she said. She said you were turning me on when you were making those little sounds while using the balloon. I told her those were sounds of pain and laughed. She giggled. Her cock was already hard. She told me to bend over the bed. I did what she said and she pushed her cock inside me, with very little lube. She told me to message it. I totally forgot how tired those muscles were when given the chance to please her. I started messaging her cock while inside me. After a few minutes she said ok, and pulled out. She sat down and told me to climb up, but face me. I was taller than her but I was able to do it. Now she said you can hold your cock but donít stroke it. I held my rock hard cock in my hands. She said stay perfectly still, I did and she started to move in and out slowly until she found what she was looking for. Good she said and started to really hammer me. Her cock was pounding my prostrate gland. My head started to swim and I heard her get off inside me, but she didnít stop. I exploded, it went everywhere. On me, on her, on the bed, it went everywhere. She giggled and pulled out of me. Clean that up she said, this is why I donít let you get off (giggle). End of part 7
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