An embarrassing amount of ideas.

Hindsight being 20/20, you later will come to realize that it was a rhetorical question. After all, it's embarrassing enough to be "made" to be his sissy ****, even if you buy the flimsy pretext of a bet as a binding contract to go full fag. It's even worse when it's your own perverted idea. Right now however, you are feeling too high, too horny, too slutty, and too submissive to know better.

"Mmm...you could make me suck my cunt juices off your fat fucking cock and then dress me up in my sister's clothes and fill my horny holes full of cum all night in different slutty outfits." And you really, reeeally REEEALLY shouldn't have been so explicitly specific. In the moment at least, it gets you exactly what you want, Dirks slimy cock sliding down your throat, swelling inside you and stretching you wide, and making your sissy clitty throb back to life.

"Christ, dude. Don't get me NNH wrong, I was planning on getting you high this NNG week and turning you out, but I didn't expect you NNG dive in head first on day one. I'm actually MOAN embarrassed for you." Apparently Dirk isn't so embarrassed for you to stop you from sucking his cock, much to your relief. There's something even more humiliating about forcing your throat to take his thick, veiny meat than it was to get fucked by him. At least then he was forcing you to feel good. Now you are desperately debasing yourself purely for his pleasure, and worse...you love it.

Without warning, Dirk grunts and pulls out of your mouth, exploding on your face in thick ropes of sticky splooge. You look like you're giving a lurid wink as one eye is stuck closed. You just stare up at him adoringly, a sick, shameful smile plastered on your face. Your blushing is barely visible under the slimy skin mask, but becomes more apparent as you lap it up, moaning as you swallow it down. You can't beleive you are acting like some slutty pornstar, then again you haven't seen many pornstars as convincing in their cock lust as you were in your last "scene."

"Fuuuuuuck. You are the sickest faggot I've ever seen, and I mean that as a compliment. Go get cleaned up and get dressed all sexy like you said. I'm gonna blaze and school fools in online matches." A small part of you knows you should be angry, but what did he say that was wrong? I mean this was YOUR idea. He already dominated you in the one game you were almost competent in. He pounded the sissy squirts out of you and you begged for his cum. It's like the more he dominates you, the more you realize he deserves to. And the more you realize you deserve to relish it.

You dash upstairs to the bathroom and take a hot shower. The hot spray hitting you and turning every pore into an aching hole. You clean the cunt hiding between your fat cheeks with frantic fingers and grope your doughy cheeks and throbbing nipples with your free hand until you clean your cunt and empty your wilted clit. Then you practically skip to your slutty sister, Brandi's, room and scour her drawers and closet for something suitably slutty. You settle on a French Maid outfit that shows off all the skin you want his hands and hard cock to violate.

"Master, can I help you clean your big, hard cock with my slutty cunt?" Just hearing it out loud makes you blush all over, but the heat of your humiliation just makes you melt faster as he pulls you into a hungry kiss. This is a new level of sissy sluttery. Sucking and fucking is pretty far down the list of depths you ever thought you'd sink. But sucking on your dirtbag dealer's tongue, lips, and strong chin? That's positively romantic. No, it's worse than that...it feels like fate. Like you were destined to melt in his hands, and his mouth, and at the end of his hard cock.

Luckily he doesn't seem to care about your indecision or the remaining vestiges of your masculinity. He has you turned around, bent over the kitchen counter and slipping his cock between your pillowy, welcoming cheeks. He fucks countless sissygasms out of your starving hole before you can even process what's happening. You don't worry about thinking anymore and just dive deep into the feeling of him pounding you rough and raw until your sissy clit can't even spurt into your sister's black silk thong. You cum harder and hungrier than you ever dreamed possible and buck back on his proud prick, your cunt squeezing down on him like a milking machine...reaching depths of surrender and sublime satisfaction beyond human understanding.

"Fuck! Fuuuuuuck! FUUUUUUUUCK!" His eloquence almost moves you to tears as he floods your stoned, slutty, submissive sissy cunt and sends you careening deeper down the cavern of carnal lust and into the euphoric eye of the sissy spiral.

"Daaaaaamn. If this is round one, what are you gonna pull out to 'finish' me?" You smile back at your Kombat Master, his sissy war bride, and think to yourself...you haven't seen nothing yet.