Time Leap

In less than 2 hours Kim stood proudly in front of a stadium full of nothing but shemales. Her small army was the seed of corruption that would quickly blossom and overwhelm Turkey. Soon she’d be greasing herself up for Greece and hungrily consuming Hungary.

~4 months later

Upon initial contact between the spreading empires conflict had broken out. Shemales eagerly fucked and converted sissies. In response The Mistress created special potent hypnosis videos to sissify her wayward children. Her sissies tempted shemales with their bodies luring them into hypnotic traps. These videos played across most of the screens on Earth as The Mistress consolidated her kung-fu grip on information technology. Humans (un)fortunate enough to watch these potent videos were reduced to a stationary, drooling, moaning, cumming state. Their bodies became beacons releasing primed pheromones to summon a sissy or shemale to finish their corruption. However, shemales that answered this call were at risk of fucking the humans only to fall into the hypnotic sissy trap themselves.

Both sides believed that they had what it took to score a total victory over the other. However, after a year Kim and The Mistress could see that their war was devolving into a sweet sticky stalemate as their shemales and sissies continuously switched sides. The ever expanding front between the shemales and sissies sapped both sides of energy that should have been used to corrupt the rest of humanity. To resolve their growing problem The Mistress and Kim agreed to meet in person in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. The Mistress commandeered a 250 foot (76.2 meter) luxury yacht for her pleasure cruise and staffed it with soft scintillating sissies and a few caged bois to keep her gurls occupied on the trip. On the other side of the pond Kim set sail on an aircraft carrier staffed with a full compliment of sheseamen and a cage full of bois for entertainment. The vessels of sissies and shemales met in the mid Atlantic on the 9th of June as planned.

The Mistress welcomed Kim into her own private bedroom on the deck of the super yacht. “Hey there sexy, what an impressive ship. It’s massive! But don’t forget to have fun.” Kim paid a compliment of her own “While I hate to say it, you certainly do have style.” The two dominant figures stalked toward each other circling like a pair of lionesses ready to pounce on the slightest weakness. The sharp clack of two sets of platform heels was the only sound as they appraised each other.

Kim was dressed in a fine lace body stocking, the insubstantial black floral fabric clung to her like a second skin. It surrounded her long legs, but narrowed to small bands rising up the top of her legs and midriff to fully reveal the curve of her hips and leave her breath takingly crotch-less. The black lace rejoined above her navel and ended just below her flawless breasts like a cup-less corset, it was suspended by narrow straps hung over her delicate shoulders. Her large pert breasts hung freely obstructed only by delicate heart pasties that promised more.

The Mistress was encased in transparent latex. Her legs were engulfed in shiny latex stockings that darkened to an opaque strip along the top, latex straps rose up an inch or two of exposed luscious thigh before slipping under her top and joining that latex garter belt strapped tightly around her waist. Starting from her wrists the latex top covered her arms, traveling up to small opaque choker collar. Beneath the collar the see through material hugged her torso revealing everything, it ended in a micro-skirt that barely covered the top of her thighs.

The sexual predators circled their competition, each clearly growing aroused by the other. After an indeterminate period the two sultry figures met in the middle face to face. The generous pairs of breasts mashed into each other and their erect cocks pressed to each other jousting for supremacy. The Mistress leaned in brushing the whisper of a kiss across Kim’s lips “I made you. Don’t you know you’re just another one of my little sissies? I can sense the sissy in you and I will set her free.” Kim leaned in kissing The Mistress deeply “Oh Sweetie I’m hardly little and massively hard. Don’t worry soon there will be a big shemale inside you taking charge.”