Taking stock

Desi had never felt so horny in her life! She’d thought she’d been horny when she was an incel, but this was something new. As a boi her cock would get all hard when she got horny and blowing a load was enough to give her relief, temporary relief anyway. Now that she was a sissy getting horny made her whole body hot, she needed to be touched everywhere. Still her throat, ass, and tits were special. Her throat and ass felt tight needy, they craved a deep tissue massage and nothing could satisfy her needy holes like a nice hard dick.

She was sure that she’d become a Pavlovian bitch. She felt a type of hunger all the time, one that she knew eating could never satisfy. Just thinking about a hard-on made her wet. Her mouth and ass both watered at the prospect of being filled. Her tits were so sensitive, if someone so much as looked at them her nipples got hard. She was honestly surprised how good it felt to give tit jobs. Maybe they were sympathetic orgasms, but whenever she made a lovely cock cum all over her chest she’d orgasm too.

As a sissy she was yet to feel any kind of decrease in her libido. Her orgasms were mind blowing and when she was well fucked she couldn’t help but to cum. But as soon as she regained her wits from an orgasm she was craving the next one. Despite all of that she was possessed of more patience than one might think. She was willing and happy to work for cock. A prize denied to her was all the sweeter. Her Mistress had given her a very specific task, bring down all incels. To accomplish this she’d been gifted this wonderful body, unfettered access to the Sensual Seduction and Sexual Subversion Sissy Security Forces (6SF), a moderately sized expense account, and The Mistress had promised additional aid. Just what the “additional aid” would be wasn’t clear, but any gift from The Mistress was sure to be spectacular.

Now it was time to get hers.

Pictured – Domino Presley