A sweet good bye and a studly surprise.

You're dreams are surprisingly ordinary. As you wake to find Samantha curled up next to you it becomes clear why, they've decided they can't compete with reality...

"Wake up, sleepy slut, I hate to see you go, but unfortunately a sissy's schedule is usually full." You let her take her time adjusting to her new reality. She seems much more optimistic than you were at first and it makes you feel a little more hopeful as well. You let her raid your closet and panty drawers knowing Mommy would always love to take you shopping for more. She walk her to the door and she gives you a final kiss that makes you want to stay in bed with her all day. She might be a sissy switch soon herself!

"Well, it looks like someone had fun last night." Your Mommy is waiting for you with your sissy pill breakfast and workout clothes for you to slip into. You eagerly tell her all the sticky, sordid details of your night as you change and take your pills. From her knowing smile, you get the sneaking suspicion she already knows them and you make a mental note that your room might not be so private any more. Somehow, the thought titillates you more than it terrorizes you...

"I'm so proud of you, Barbie, and I know you're going to do wonderfully today, too! You need to learn how to be with a real stud, and I know how shy you can get...so I've asked Brad to come by and be your first." Suddenly terror is overtaking titillation at a steady pace. Your older brother has bullied and berated you as long as you can remember. And now he's going to be the first stud to breed you?!

"Oh don't look so scared, my little tit mouse. I made Brad promise to be nice and he said he would only bully you if you asked him nicely first." You don't know whether to be reassured or reeling in terror, but you put on a brave face as you head to the gym to do your daily exercises.

The workout helps, taking your mind off the foreboding future and focusing on the full feeling of the dildo sliding in and out of your ass as you bust out your squats...the way your inner walls squeeze tightly around the beads as you perform your kegels...the taut tightness of your muscles as you lift your weights...and the hot spray of the steamy shower calming your nerves.

You notice in the shower your ass is filling out nicely. You couldn't fit them in your old boy clothes if you wanted to now. You feel a strange sense of both pride and regret at how far you've come. You cup your budding breasts and have to swallow a moan as you realize how sensitive they are. They have grown to beautiful b-cups, and you catch yourself hoping Brad will like them.

You try to shake off the cobwebs and clear your confusion by focusing on picking out a cute outfit. You vacillate between slutty and innocent. You end up on innocent with a slutty side. You find a pretty white sun dress that actually covers your whole ass but slide a cherry red silk thong underneath it to give Brad a nice surprise. You leave your legs bare and wear open toed sandals so you can show off your pretty pink painted toes. You apply just enough makeup to make it look like you aren't wearing any, and you head downstairs to wait for Brad to get home.

"Damn, little sis. I got to admit, you make a hot fucking sissy. I always knew you would." To your not so pleasant surprise, Brad is already home, sipping on a beer and looking pleased with himself, as usual. He is wearing a tight polo that does nothing to hide his muscles and dark navy slacks that do even less to hide his impressive bulge. You feel butterflies throwing up in your stomach. Brad is acting almost...pleasant, but you him too well to believe that it will last. For the time being, you decide to go with it and hope for the best.

"Thanks, Brad. Yeah you always did say that." You walk over to him slowly, letting his hungry eyes roam your body. You see a growing bulge in tight slacks and you can't help but smile knowing you put it there. "So where's Mommy...uhm mom?"

Brad has a snarky smile for a second but then pretends like he didn't notice your Freudian slip. "Mom said she was going to give us some alone time. But no worries, she left the fridge stocked. You want a drink?" You try your best not to look worried realizing your are alone with the brother that's bullied you all your life, and honestly, the more Brad talks, the less worried you get. His tone is different than usual...not only the absence of mockery. It's almost...seductive.

"Sure, Brad. I'd love to suck one down." You give him a flirtatious smile and he hands you a wine cooler. Your fingers graze against his as you take it and you feel a current of electricity. You follow him over to the couch and take a sip of your girl drink as you sit on the opposite side. He smiles warmly.

"Come on, you don't have to be scared. I know I can be a bit of an asshole but I always treat ladies right, and you're close enough to count." You decide to take it as a compliment. You scoot over sidling right next to him. He drapes his powerful arm around you and you can't resist the urge to give it a little squeeze. The power in those pythons could crush you...and that excites you somehow. You take another sip, then a gulp. You've never been much of a drinker, so it goes right to your head. You feel warm and giddy and...ready...

"So mom says you prefer to be called Barbie now. I like it. It suits you." You slide your body against his, hoping he'll notice your skirt has "accidentally" slipped up and is showing off your luscious legs. You slide your hands up his torso, unable to resist any longer. You like this side of Brad. You'd rather get to know him than spend any more time worrying about old Brad coming back.

"Why don't you take me upstairs and I'll show you what else I prefer now. Or if you, prefer, you can take me right here...take me on the floor...take me anywhere you want to." You lean in and kiss him, parting his lips with your tongue. You slide your hand into his lap, stroking his erection as his slides his tongue in your mouth.

"Eep!" You squeal in surprise, as he scoops you up and begins to carry you upstairs. You whisper in his ear, "I'm going to suck up ever drop of cum you have with my tight sissy cunt." And he starts taking the stairs two at a time. He takes you to the master bedroom and places you gently on the bed.

"Now don't worry, Barbie, I told mom I'd be gentle, unless you begged me not to." He wraps his mouth around yours and you moan around his tongue. This is a side of Brad you can't wait to get to know...intimately...