Conquest

You stand proud, confident, ready to face any contender in gladiatorial combat. Your only weapon, the only weapon you need...your hard unyielding will. Before you stands your first bully, Brad. Powerful, sadistic, and absolutely confident in his superiority. That is how you'll beat him. He smiles, letting you walk right up to him. "Hey, bro, looks like you've been lifting weights. How'd you like to lift...this." He lowers his gaze as he shakes his cock at you, never missing an opportunity to admire himself. It's all you need, you clock him across the jaw with a savage uppercut, dropping him to the dusty floor. You smile as you step over him.

The bullies...they rarely stand alone, and now is no exception. Slade, Jake and the rest of the football goon squad come charging at you. You leap on the leader, pounding his face into the ground. So long at the top of the heap, he crumples all too easy. His lackeys see him crumpled at your feet and scatter.

The real foe stands before you. The only real challenger. Your father...Zeus made flesh, undisputed master of all he surveys. Behind him you see a heavenly harem. Every girl you've ever fantasized about yours for the taking. And all you have to do is...

CRACK

You are on the ground before you see him move, tasting dust and blood as he feel the ground shake with his voice...

"NOT READY."

....

"Not ready, sugar snap? Too bad, today's your last lesson. And trust me, you'll need to get ready fast." She hands you your uniform, but something's wrong...

"Uh...mom. This is the sissy uniform. I'm a man." You stare her, confused, but she looks completely certain.

"No...I'm sorry, snuggle buggle, you've been LEARNING to be a man. And you can't do that without facing temptation. As buff as you are, the outfit will still look quite fetching. And if you can resist the distraction, and the temptation, then maybe you will be ready. If not...well do your best, my love."

You nod, not really understanding, but not seeing an alternative. You hate how your cock throbs in the silk panties, the way your nipples ache against the padded bra, the way your silk stockings caress your legs maddeningly, and the way when the outfit is complete, all you see is a sexy sissy.

You meet your mother downstairs. She has a new set of pills. You don't like the look of them. "Oh don't be a pout pout fish. This will be fun. And they won't turn you all the way sissy, not with those big boy pills still pumping through you."

You take the pills, telling yourself it's just one more test. You feel them hit you almost immediately. Everything goes soft. You feel the strength you fought so hard for seeping out of you. You feel parts of you that you've tried so hard to keep buried, awake and aching inside you.

"So let's get that lesson started..." she leads you down to the basement and giggles when she sees you nervously eye the "dildo desk". "Don't look so scared, my brave little toaster. You'll sit at your normal desk. And it's a nice simple lesson. Just pay attention like you always do and you'll do fine."

You caught even less of what she said than you normally do. You take your seat and squirm as the images of your mother sucking and fucking strange cocks...and some more close to home. You try to focus on the lesson, try to tell yourself you're not imagining it's you in the middle of the sea of hard cocks. You try to tell yourself...

"So what's the answer, sissy?"