You Bitch Out

Kiss her? The thought died as quickly as it arose. She was gorgeous. You wouldn't have stood a chance on your best day, why try on the day a fat dildo locked itself in your ass beneath the pornstar clothes you were wearing. And although your new perky tits and instagram model ass were attractive features attached to your bambi eyes and locks... The shrunken, caged cock leaking precum between your legs reminded you you were far from a hot girl. You were a Rank1 SissySlut. The lowest of the low.

But it pained not to try. She was after all still staring at you, having just called you beautiful, with a strange hungry look in her eye having just watched you melt onto a magical plastic cock, and dribble pre-cum onto your new frilly dress.

"Katie". She looked at you through beautifully gently eyes.

"Hi... I'm.."

"Oh no, you're a SissySlut, you don't get a name yet. You're at the bottom of the bottoms."

You look up shocked, maybe she wasn't as gentle as you thought? But the kindness in her eyes and comfort in her smile remained. And you realized she simply meant it, not for harm, this is just what it was to her. Which somehow cut a little deeper. "I... I'm working on it."

"Hahaha! It seems like you're working on being someones fuck doll. Did you meet one of the Futa in town? I hope so, we're kinda fun, and there's a lot worse things out there to run into... Things your tight new ass isn't quite ready for." Katie mused. "Oh, there's... What could be worse? Wait, we?"

"Haha! You're fun, I like you Sissy, I think you could make this little town a little less dull for me... If you got your act together." "I'm working on it." You whimper. "You said that. Maybe try working something other than your asshole hmm?" "I'm-" "Find a new line, and maybe we'll share a pastry at the market tomorrow."

"Yes ma'am, a new line it is."

"Hmhm, better already. Though I don't have the extra coin for pastries right now, and you look a little broke too, you don't mind paying with your mouth do you?" "What?"

"Great, and in return you can hold the payment on the potions you used. It was part payment enough watching that performance."

Embarrassed beyond all sense, and leaving the dregs of your manhood amongst the dripped sissyfluid on the shop floor, you thank her, and adjusting your legs to accommodate the now permanently fixed cock in your ass, and headed for the door.