Submission

Sarah sneered at Tom. That pathetic nub between his legs needed to be covered up. She threw him a pair of pink panties with a tiny bow on the waistband.

"But that girl's underwear," Tom whimpered.

"Well, you're not much of a man anymore. Put them on!" Sarah demanded.

His assertiveness was now corresponded to the size of his dick. He slid them on.

Next Sarah pulled out a matching bra and a bright yellow dress.

"Now, put these on, wimp!" Sarah said and Tom did without a word.

Sarah was getting aroused.

Next came make-up and jewelry. Tom just sat there in complete compliance.

"Tell me what you're thinking, sissy," Sarah commanded.

"I'm not a sissy," Tom tried to muster some indignation.

"Yes, you are. Tell me something about baseball," Sarah asked.

Tom's face screwed up Suddenly all that competitiveness in sports intimidated and confused him. Stats were muddled in his mind.

Trying to think of something to prove his manhood, he blurted out, "They make points by hitting some kind of ball With a stick." He felt a little pride come back.

"Name a team or tell me what the stick is called?" Sarah challenged him.

Tom frowned. He couldn't recall any of those silly names anymore. And as for the stick, all Tom could picture in his mind were bulges in player's pants.

After a few seconds, Sarah sneered again. "I thought so. And look at yourself in the mirror. Does that look like a real man to you?"

Tom peeked at himself and all he saw was a simpering sissy.

"Let me see that tiny dick again," Sarah ordered. Tom stood up, lifted the dress and pulled down the pink panties. Sarah laughed. "Put that embarrassing little thing away.

Now Sarah feeling really horny. She whipped out her cock.

Tom's eyes lit up and he licked his lips.

"A real man doesn't suck a cock," she stated. "Are you a real man?"

"Yes, I am," Tom said staring at her cock.

"A real man doesn't suck a cock," she repeated. "Are you a real man?"

"Yes," Tom said softer and weaker.

"A real man doesn't suck a cock," she repeated again. "Are you a real man?"

"No," Tom whimpered.

"A sissy sucks cock. If you want to suck my cock, tell me your a sissy," Sarah wiggled her long, thick cock at Tom.

"I'm a sissy," Tom admitted as he lunged for her cock. He started licking and slurping the hard rod before him.

"Say, 'you're a sissy cocksucker',' Sarah said as she pulled her cock out of his mouth.

"I'm a sissy cocksucker," he said as he grabbed the cock and shoved it in his mouth.

"Say it with a sissy lisp," she sad pulling her cock out of his mouth once again.

"I am a thitthy cockthuker," Tom said broken. He engulf the huge cockhead with his mouth.

"I want to fuck my sissy," Sarah panted.

Tom jumped up and yanked down his panties. In his mind, they were 'his' panties now. He bent over the bed.

Sarah grabbed his ass and shoved her cock inside. He grabbed a pillow and bit it. She slid slow at first. He met each push. Rubbing his dick against the bed, his tiny prick was getting hard. It grew to almost two inches.

Sarah started pounding Tom's ass harder. Tom welcomed every thrust, He was grinding his teeny weeny pee-pee hard against the bed and bit hard into the pillow.

Sarah gripped Tom's hips and rammed them against hers. Tom's one-and-a half prick squirted dribbles of cum. He was a premature ejaculator now with very low cum.

Although he came, Tom knew Sarah had not and he had to satisfy her. He squeezed his anal muscles and felt her get ever harder.

Sarah **** one powerful inside Tom and erupted. If Tom was capable, he would have cum again. Instead, his tiny cock retreated almost completely inside of him.

Sarah pushed her wimpy husband off her slowly softening dick.

"This was just the beginning of Tom's sissification," she decided.