Sissy Gurl

My heart sunk as she unfolded the piece of paper. "Sissy gurl!" exclaimed Jane as she laughed hysterically. I started to weep in shame. "Awww, look at the bright side, at least you'll get to wear clothes and won't have to walk around naked anymore!!!!" That was bittersweet when I realized what she meant.

"Oh gosh, i can't wait to get started!!!" she said with excitement as she grabbed her phone.

"Great Styles, this is Joanna, how can I help you?" said the voice on the other end.

"Hey Jo it's Jane"

"Hey sweetie, what's up? said Jo, her voice lighting up.

"I know it's short notice but are you available today? My friend needs the 'extreme' package!" she said.

"Honey, for you, I will clear my schedule! Can you be here in 20 minutes?" Joanna asked, hopefully.

"You bet!" said Jane

My wife looked at me with such excitement in her eyes. "We're going to have make some changes though. Forgive me, but somehow John just doesn't fit anymore. Wouldn't you agree?" she asked, playfully teasing my balls with her hand. "Yes mistress" I said with shame and excitement. "I think Alli is much more appropriate!!!" she said laughing at the humiliated expression on my face.

"Oh my we've got to get you ready!" she said as she scampered off to the bedroom. She returned a few minutes later with some items of clothing. "Quickly put these on." she commanded. I grabbed the pink baggy sweatshirt and put it on. Next came a red pair of her yoga pants that I swear were at least 2 sizes too small. I somehow worked myself into them although I swear if i moved wrong it would rip them. Jane laughed as she stared at my crotch. the tightness of the pants meant that my caged dick was even more prominent. I think would have rather have gone naked.. "Let's go" she said, slapping me on the ass, ordering me out to the car.

We made the short drive and arrived at the salon just in time. As soon as we entered a stunning young woman with long Auburn red hair, piercing green eyes, dressed in a blue leather corset that barely supported her huge tits, short black skirt with matching heels and fish net stockings stood up. "Hey sweetie" she exclaimed as she and and my wife greeted each other with a kiss. This place was your typical with hair salon, several styling booths, loaded with customers and stylists. But what stood out was the black door and above it a sign with the word "EXTREME!!" emblazoned on it.

Joanna led us both through the door and into a darkly lit room. Fear settled in when I saw what was in the room. All sorts of devices of torture, whips, paddles, bondage equipment, you name it, it was there. There was even a stylist chair, but this one was fitted several straps and cuffs. Joanna walked up to me and looked at Jane and said "So, is this your friend?" as she playfully cupped my balls through my pants. "Yes! I'd like you to meet Alli!" SaidJane. Joanna then got a cold look on her face as she turned her attention to me. "STRIP SLUT!" she demanded. I knew I'd better not question her as I did as commanded and was soon naked in front of both women. Joanna just looked me over and whispered in my ear "I can see why your wife brought you here, you're already practically a girl anyway!" she taunted as she squeezed my poor balls, I was then made to crawl over and get into the chair. Once there Joanna quickly and expertly secured me to it. She then began to run her hands all over my prone body. "I love training sweet little sluts like you!" she said before she looked over at my wife and said "I'm thinking there's at least a couple of ways we can go here. We could create one sexy little street whore or how about a naughty little school girl or maybe even something else?" Jane pondered this for a moment.

"Hmmm, decisions, decisions. But I think I like......