Maybe Kylie can learn to dance

Following the intense group therapy session, the women decided Kylie needed “real-world exposure training.” They kept her in the same cum-stained pink floral sundress now carrying the unmistakable scent of her own dried sissy load and dragged her to The Velvet Rope, Willow Creek’s discreet but notoriously wild nightclub.

The group of eight dominant women surrounded her like a pack, parading their pretty little project through the crowded club.Heads turned. Whispers and laughter followed the sight of the soft, blushing figure in the short floral dress. Kylie’s micro cage throbbed painfully with every step.

Dr. Voss leaned in close, whispering hotly in her ear, “Tonight you’re going to thank two superior people for reminding you exactly what you are, princess. Be a good girl and make us proud.”

It didn’t take long for the right pair to notice.Vanessa the hung trans domme from the therapy group had come along and quickly zeroed in on Marcus, a confident, athletic cis-man with a cocky smirk. Marcus was average in most ways… except between his legs, where he packed a thick, solid six-and-a-half inches. Perfect for destroying what little ego Kylie had left.The group herded all three into the large, luxurious handicapped bathroom stall at the back of the club. The door locked with a click that sounded final.“On your knees, flower girl,” Vanessa ordered, already pulling up the hem of Kylie’s pink sundress.Kylie dropped obediently. Vanessa hiked up her own dress and pulled out her massive eight-inch girl-cock, thick and veiny. Marcus unzipped and let his thicker-than-average cock flop out. They stood side-by-side, stroking themselves while looking down at the pathetic sissy in the floral dress.“Size comparison time, Kylie,” Vanessa laughed. She pressed her huge cock against the side of Marcus’s. Then they both rested their superior meat across Kylie’s flushed face. The heat and weight made her whimper.“Look at that,” Marcus chuckled. “My average dick looks like a monster next to her little clit. What the fuck is that thing? Two and a half inches?”

“On a good day,” Vanessa sneered. She slapped her heavy cock against Kylie’s cheek. “This pathetic micro-dick thought it was a man once. Now it wears pretty pink dresses and leaks when real cocks show up.”They made Kylie hold both superior cocks and worship them. She frantically licked and sucked, going back and forth between Vanessa’s long girl-cock and Marcus’s thick one. Her own tiny caged clitty strained uselessly, dripping onto the bathroom floor.“Pathetic,” Marcus said, grabbing Kylie by the hair and forcing more of his cock down her throat. “My girlfriend would laugh her ass off if she saw this. You’re actually smaller soft than I am when I’m half-hard.”Vanessa took her turn fucking Kylie’s face, her heavy balls slapping against the sissy’s chin. “That’s it, princess. **** on a real woman’s cock while your little floral dress rides up like the slut you are.”They bent Kylie over the sink, facing the mirror so she had to watch everything. Vanessa hiked the sundress up around Kylie’s waist and drove her thick girl-cock deep into the sissy’s ass in one brutal thrust. Kylie cried out, the stretch burning deliciously.

Marcus stepped in front, feeding his five-and-a-half-inch cock into Kylie’s mouth. “Suck it while you get fucked, micro. This is the closest you’ll ever get to being in a real threesome.”

The double penetration was merciless. Vanessa pounded Kylie’s ass hard, her heavy balls slapping against the tiny pink cage. Every thrust made Kylie’s micro dick flop uselessly inside its prison, flinging precum onto the front of her pretty sundress.“Look at yourself, Kylie,” Vanessa growled, grabbing her hair and forcing her to watch the mirror. “Getting railed in a bathroom by a real woman and an average man while wearing your cum-stained little girl dress. Say it.”

“I’m just a pathetic micro-clit sissy!” Kylie moaned around Marcus’s thrusting cock. “My tiny dick could never satisfy anyone! Thank you for using me!”Marcus laughed and pulled out, slapping his wet cock across her face. “This is actually kinda hot. Knowing I’m bigger than you makes me fuck your throat harder.”

They switched. Marcus took Kylie’s ass, his thick cock stretching her almost as much as Vanessa’s. Vanessa **** her massive girl-cock down Kylie’s throat, face-fucking her relentlessly. The bathroom filled with wet slapping sounds, gagging, and the women’s laughter from outside the stall as they recorded audio.“Cum for us, princess,” Vanessa finally commanded, jerking Kylie’s caged micro dick through the bars with two fingers while Marcus railed her ass.

Kylie shattered. A humiliating hands-free sissygasm ripped through her. Her tiny clitty spurted weak, pathetic ropes onto the bathroom floor and the bottom of her floral sundress while both superior lovers laughed at the sight.Marcus pulled out and painted Kylie’s face with thick ropes of cum. Vanessa followed, unloading deep down her throat until it overflowed and dribbled onto the pink dress.When they were done, Kylie knelt in a broken, cum-covered heap face glazed, dress ruined, tiny cage dripping.

Vanessa patted her head condescendingly. “Good girl. You chose the perfect outfit for getting destroyed tonight.”

Marcus zipped up, still chuckling. “Tell your therapy group I said thanks for the free bathroom slut.”The women waiting outside cheered as Vanessa and Marcus led a stumbling, cum-drenched Kylie back out in her wrecked pink floral sundress. Dr. Voss smiled proudly.“Excellent work tonight, Kylie. Tomorrow we’ll discuss how it felt to be used by superior lovers while the whole club knew exactly what kind of girl you are.”Kylie could only whimper softly, cheeks burning with shame and twisted bliss.