Magic Panties Ch.04 (sissy story) by noflon
Date: 8/24/2016,
Categories:
Fetish,
Shemales,
Taboo
Author: sissyAlyna
This story is a work of fiction, all characters are fictional and obviously the events are fake. You may reprint this as needed, just give credit to the author. If any differences occur between continuity, accept the one you like better as truth, and enjoy! Shall I do another recap? For some reason a magical pair of panties fell into my possession, me, being a perfectly straight male, tried them on, and since then, I've been finding my masculinity slowly fading away. I've been wearing skirts and tight pants, sucking cock, being fucked up the ass, and basically been riding out the changes on my two week long vacation from work. A few days ago, I met a chick named Michelle who had gone through the same process. She's helping me cope with the changes and seems to be my guide. I woke up today to the excruciating pain that Michelle described as my hips and shoulders readjusted. She woke up quickly as I shouted in pain as I tried to move. "Don't move," she said quickly, and rushed out of the room. I complied, I had no choice, I felt everything inside of me explode with pain every time I tried to move. I hoped this would no last as long as Michelle said, but she was short and said before the change, she had broad shoulders and a very sturdy manly build, but now her hips were wide and sexy and nothing about her seemed masculine at all, well except for her cock. I felt my penis jump to excitement at the thought of her glorious cock. I pictured it in my mouth, its flavor on my tongue, ...
... and its soft skin moving between my lips. I pictured it exploding mounds of delicious white cum into my mouth, filling it up, and me swallowing every drop. I love the feeling of a cock in between my lips, and I could think of nothing I wanted more. I wondered if in my weaken state I could still suck her off, or if she could give me a blow job to release the pressure in my throbbing cock. She came back in, wearing just a long t-shirt. She took one look at me and smiled. "Despite the pain, you still manage an erection, you dirty girl." She handed me a pill and a glass of water. "It's a painkiller, should help you get through the day." "Thank you, you're the best." I spoke. I didn't realize how weak my voice sounded. It had become a littler high pitched and softer over the last few days. It wasn't the familiar voice I was use to. "But I don't know if I could let you get through the day with this," She said wrapping her soft hands around the mound in the blanket. She gently pulled the comforter back and rubbed my shaft gently and smiled at me. "Feeling better?" "Oh yes," I managed as I smiled. "You always make me feel better." She smiled and leaned down and kissed the tip of my cock, she moved to between my legs and looked up at me, as she bounced my cock off her tongue. Her eyes were filled with desire as she stared up at me. She began to lick up and down my shaft, constantly stopping to glare into my eyes. My desire for her was amazing, and I wish I could have taken her on the ...