Conflicted thoughts

As she got to the last button on his blouse, she came face to face with Erik. As he opened his eyes from his bliss like state he was met with piercing blue eyes. As clear as a summer day, he felt as if he could lose himself in them. She gave him a seductive smile as she started to pull the blouse off of his smooth torso, making him shudder and audibly exhale. Seemingly without care she threw the piece of clothing on to the floor. Lost in her gaze, he became completely oblivious to her actions as she lowered her hands onto his crotch, giving it a squeeze in the process. He gasped in surprise and pulled back slightly, "Easy there sweetie, we need to get you changed. You're all sweaty after all. Sucking cock seems to get your body all excited" Once again she gave him a flirty wink, making his heart flutter. She began to pull down his zipper but was stopped as Erik quickly placed his hand on hers, **** not to be even more humiliated by his attire. What would she think? Instead of continuing her invasion of his pants, she pulled away her hands and cupped his newly wiped face, still reeking of cum. "Listen, I need you to trust me honey. Whatever size you've got I wont mind, you wont be using it much after all." She said with a reassuring smile. He wasn't sure of what to feel. What did she mean? What else would he use? Erik sighed nervously, "N-no it's not th-that... y-you wont like what I'm wearing" As much as he hated saying it, he didn't want her to laugh. Despite what he said, her expression didn't change. She still had a warm smile on her face, as if she strangely already knew what she would find underneath his pants.

She leaned in and gave him a peck on his plump lips, licking her own as she pulled away. "Whatever worries you have, let them go. You're going to work with me for a long time if everything goes right. You don't need to hide anything from me cutie" As she winked once more, Erik began to actually feel more safe in her presence. Even though they had just met, he felt that she was being genuine. With this, Erik began to relax in her grip and looked down at his pants in acceptance. Without further speculation, Clara continued her **** on his pants. She pulled down the zipper, and without any warning she reached out to Erik and once more grabbed him under his arms and lifted him into the air. Even though her grip was gentle, it was hard to ignore the slight pain as her hands dug into his armpits. He winced when the pain began to actually bother him, which she noticed and immediately placed him down on to the floor. She then knelt down and pulled down his pants to his knees. What she saw was a tiny dicklet clad in pretty pink lace panties. As the fabric gently hugged his form, it gave his bottom a very appealing peach look. She smiled and bit her lower lip, "Oh my goodness" she giggled which made Erik blush, he wanted to defend himself so he suddenly began stumbling over his words, "I-I know wh-what it looks like bu-" He was interrupted as Clara put a finger on his lips, silencing him. "I didn't say that I disapproved did I? You look so fucking cute honey!" Her commend sent shivers down Erik's spine, making his knees feel weak once again.

She reached down and slowly rubbed his tiny balls as if they were a pussy. She looked up at his body and saw his nipples hardening just as his little dicklet did. She moved her other hand onto one of his nipples and pinched it, then moving her head down and closer to his other nipple. Erik moaned in anticipation and reached back to grab his ass cheeks and squeezed hard. He wasn't sure why but it just felt right. Clara then began sucking on his erect nipple, swirling her tongue around its form. She was now rubbing and kissing his nipple while her other hand began to jerk his tiny penis, using her thumb to rub its head. Meanwhile Erik was caught up in the moment and continued squeezing his own ass as lust overtook all his senses. It was like heaven. He was now exploring a realm of lust and pleasure he never would have considered before. Being handled and dominated started to have an affect on his mind. These events had begun morphing the nerve center of his brain, slowly making him more and more addicted to Clara's touch. As time went on, he came closer and closer to cumming. "Oh my, oh my... oh my god. I'm, I'm cumming" he said between moans. With that she removed one of her hands from his nipple and reached down behind him, quickly sticking two fingers up his ass and began mercilessly finger-fucking his asshole. The sensation of having his ass fucked drove him over the edge, but before he could cum, Clara arranged the hand she had on his cock so she would be able to catch as much cum as she possibly could. Erik spurted tiny jets of semen into her hand, even though her goal was complete she continued to roughly fuck his ass with her slim fingers.

As his tiny balls were completely emptied into Clara's hand, he was left panting and quietly moaning. She slipped her fingers out of his ass and brought them up to his mouth, and without thinking he opened up and let her insert them inside his mouth. As they were inside, he closed his lips around her fingers and began sucking. The taste was strange but bearable. She then brought her cum covered hand up to his chest and rubbed it all over him, practically painting his entire torso with his own cum. Clara then removed her fingers from his mouth and rubbed them all over his face. "Oh my, what a mess we made baby. I think you need a shower" She giggled and winked at him as he opened his eyes. His body quivered, his hands were clenched and his penis was now flaccid and leaking with cum. Without thinking he nodded in response to her statement. With that, she reached down and pulled his pants and panties down to his feet. He then stepped out of them and pushed them aside with one of his petite feet. Clara then grabbed him by the shoulders and led him to the bathroom which had a large shower in it. It was surrounded in clear glass without any cover to protect them from prying eyes. She slid the glass door open and led him inside. For a moment she stood back and admired his petite yet full form. His lean legs, plump ass, wide hips, fit yet thin upper body and gorgeous feminine face. And as he turned around she glimpsed at his tiny flaccid dicklet with tiny underdeveloped balls beneath. To her it looked so cute, she just wanted to adorn it with a pretty pink chastity cage to keep it all to herself. After a short moment of adoration she let her robe slowly fall off her body, then making her way into the shower.

Erik was happy, yet there was still something in the back of his mind that told him how wrong this was. He had just been molested by a gorgeous yet intimidating futa. Before that he had sucked her cock and willingly taken her cum into his mouth and onto his body. And even before that he had worn girls clothes in public. His mind was racing once again. But all that wasn't the worst part, it was the fact that it all felt so good... so right. It was like all the pieces were falling into place. He felt happy. His doubt began to fade as he felt Clara's hands began to envelop him into a hug from behind. She pulled him tight into her warm body, making him shudder and shiver. He could feel the tip of her cock making its way snugly between his ass cheeks. As time passed, Erik was covered in a shampoo which smelled of flowers and honey. All the saliva, sweat and cum was washed off his body by Clara's soft hands. Erik began to crave her touch. Every time she moved away to grab the shampoo or change position, Erik let out girly squeals as he already began to miss her gentle touch. When he was completely clean, Clara turned off the water and ushered him out of the shower with a gentle push on the back of his thin waist. She took a towel and slowly caressed his skin with it to remove the water. She then brushed his hair, which felt slightly strange to Erik but he let her do what she needed to make him look perfect.

As he looked into the mirror in the bathroom, he saw how smooth his hair looked. He stopped being bothered with how long it had become and thought it fit his "style". He was then led into a walk-in closet and sat down on a pink cushion chair. Clara began digging into her closet and pulled out some pieces of clothing. He couldn't yet see what they looked like due to the angle but he trusted her judgement. She was a model after all. Clara then placed the clothes onto a desk and walked up to Erik, still completely naked. She took in the scene, a young and smooth petite boy. Completely naked sitting in her pink cushion chair with a cute smile on his face. She wanted to call him so many names like girly girl, princess, pet and so many more. Despite this, she thought she'd ease him into this life instead of pushing him too far before he'd come to terms with his new position as her plaything. She reached out with her hand, ushering him to grab it. As he did she pulled him up and into her naked grasp. Erik was now held close to her naked form, still naked himself. He blushed as she kissed him on the forehead. He was then led to the desk which the clothes lay on. As he got a good look at them, he realized what they were. A tight pink shirt with white lacy ruffles on the end of the short sleeves, short booty shorts which ended very high up his thighs, light pink heel socks which ended just under the knots of his feet and a pair of baby pink cotton panties. He blushed at the sight and turned to Clara with a somewhat shocked expression. She smiled, "You had no problem wearing girls clothes before, besides... you'd look so cute in this outfit." Erik doubted her for a second but remembered how right she was before. He turned back to the clothes and took the panties to hold them up, and a thought struck him. These would never fit her, why would she have them in her closet? Did she plan for this? As he flipped the panties around, it said "Mommies Girl" on the butt. He winced for a second and turned back to Clara again with a confused look on his face. She giggled and moved forward to rub his smooth cheek, "Cute isn't it? I thought it might be what would fit you just right" She winked and put another hand behind his head, "Go on, put them on". With that he had no doubt left in his mind and lifted his legs, one after the other and pulled on the cotton panties. The soft fabric of them made him moan quietly. They too settled nicely on his ass and cupped his tiny package just as snugly as the lace panties he wore before did. With a smile he twirled to give Clara a little show, which she enjoyed thoroughly. He then turned around to put on the rest of the outfit. Once he was fully clad in his girly clothes, the uncertainty he had felt before completely faded. "You look so cute honey! Oh my goodness I need to get a pic for Instagram" Her statement shocked him. Was she really going to expose him like this to the public? What if someone he knows recognizes him? Oh no, what if Olivia sees it. What am I thinking, of course she will!

"Please, I d-don't think I want everyone to see me like this." He spoke with a soft tone and had an innocent expression.

"Like what honey? This is who you are, and if they can't accept that then fuck them" What she said made Erik just slightly less concerned, but his uncertainty was still there.

She walked out of the room and grabbed her phone and returned with a smile on her face, "Ignore your doubts and live a little you know? You work for me now, I'll keep you safe. I'll protect you from all those judgmental assholes out there." She followed up her comment with a wink and moved closer to Erik, phone still in hand with the camera ready to snap the photo. She reached around and grabbed him by the ass and posed for the selfie. As she snapped the photo, Erik made somewhat of an erotic grimace due to the way Clara grabbed his ass. She looked at the photo and smiled. She then turned the phone to Erik so he could get a good look. "Wow, I know they allow partial nudity but a full body shot?" Erik said with a shocked expression, still admiring her naked form on the photo.

"Yeah, it became part of the policies to let futas do full naked photo. To remind people of our superiority" She said with a giggle. Without consoling Erik, she began writing a caption and suddenly posted the photo.

"So, that's the end of your shift. There will be a car waiting outside. Oh! And you can take my personal elevator, it leads straight down to the ground floor. It prevents me from having to stop when someone wants to use the other elevators. Ta ta" She fluttered with her fingers, waving him goodbye. With that Erik made his way out and in to the personal elevator. As he reached the ground, he was met with a pink limo. He got in and was taken home. When they arrived, he quickly got out of the limo and made his way inside his apartment.