Seal Team Slut

Small islands were thought to be among the safest places to avoid the sissy invasion. What almost no one realized though was how comfortable sissies were in wet suits. All it took was a small ship passing in the night to drop off a few members of a seal team and the entire island was fucked. Rubber clad sluts dove into the oceans with swimmer delivery vehicles and small air tanks then cruised in to the islands unnoticed.

Carly trudged through the waves onto the sand stowing her air tank and delivery vehicle in some bushes near the beach so as to avoid early detection. Looking to her left and right she saw five other figures emerge from the dark waves and start making their way up the beach. She parted the swim cap from her suit and stowed it with the rest of her gear, shaking out her short blonde hair. Everything had gone perfectly, no one seemed to have noticed her team arriving on the island. She pulled her infrared binoculars out and scouted the land ahead. In the distance there looked to be a small house with a fire lit outside, other than that everything was clear. She turned her attention back to her team. They assembled behind her, she signed the presence of the house through a series of hand gestures and the team was off.

The seals crept silently over the island until they were within a stones throw of the small bonfire. No one sat around it. A Jeep sat in the driveway and tracks led off into the unpaved distance, that'd be her teams mode of entry now all she needed to do was convince the owner to let her borrow it. Carly signed for the rest of her team to stay put and secure the area as she and a partner jimmied the lock and swept the house. Entry and kitchen – clear.

They proceeded to the living room pale blue light shifted in the hallway, drawing closer she detected the unmistakable sounds of intercourse. The owner was watching porn? Lucky! Spying around the corner she saw a single man watching sissy porn and what was that she smelled? He was already primed, she knew for a fact that the Mistress’ videos had been banned everywhere not already under sissy control. She was feeling the effects of the primer pheromones as she slid the zipper down the back of her wet suit exposing her puckering slit. This would be cake. She stepped around the corner turning to expose her perfect peach “Hey there boi have you been watching things you’re not supposed to?”

Ella Hollywood

The startled man turned to see her, his eyes widened. He bolted from his chair sliding his cock into her waiting hole “Ohhhhhhhh!” He came on insertion and began to shift into a proper sissy slut. Long lashes and thick lips rose from a petite feminine face. More strikingly blonde hair cascaded down her back, enormous tits swelled on her chest, and her ass and thighs became noticeably thicc. “Fuck baby you have no idea how badly I needed that.” Carly smiled at the new sissy whose cum ran down the back of her suit “I think I might have an idea how you can show your gratitude right now. We need your Jeep.” Carly gestured at her fellow seal. “Oh fuck can I come?” asked the new sissy. “You read my mind Sugar.” The six seals clad in their wet-suits and their newest recruit piled into the Jeep and headed for the nearest population center. All seven were wet, set, and ready for action. Unlike the sissies the city wasn’t ready, but that was ok. Soon it would be begging for more...