Touchdown!

The audience’s cheering is starting to become just background noise at this point. Since you can’t see their faces it is easy to imagine it is all some elaborate laugh track being played by your mind as you rationalize the whole experience to a dream. You take a deep breath and just look over at Minka. “Can we get this over with? I’m tired of this nonsense.” Your backbone shows up enough for you to pretend that you aren’t deathly afraid of what comes next.

“Sure Dan. Our next game is a lot of fun. We call this one ‘Touchdown!’. A few months ago, you and your stunning wife Kim went away on vacation together.” An ‘Awww’ sound was heard from the collective audience as an image of you and Kim standing side by side just after dinner appeared on the large video screen. “Then, the two of you went out and bought some fun adult toys and outfits!” The next shot on the screen was of Kim standing there in the pink playboy bunny costume as she waited for you to step into the bedroom and see her wearing it.

“Those ears are so cute! Don’t you think?” Minka turned and smirked at you almost as if she did know what you thought. “So Dan, to win this game all you have to do is tell us, and everyone at home, how many times you managed to make your wife orgasm from penetration that weekend.” As if the night couldn’t get any worse, the recent memory kicked in. You had tried so hard the first night with her in the costume, but you had been unable to get hard long enough to do anything with it. Her frustration and disappointment had shot through you. It was made far worse by her tone when she told you it was alright, a tone that told you it clearly was not. Realizing how badly you had fucked up, you decided that pharmaceutical help was required. Only the next night when you popped that little blue pill, she smiled softly and turned over and went right to sleep.

Your hopes of getting out of this round without a pair of punishments dwindled before your eyes as you stared on at the slowly moving countdown. 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20… Knowing how bad it could get if you managed to fail the timer again, you tried to say the word. “Zero.”

Minka cocked her head to the side and raised a hand up next to her ear as if she was trying to amplify your voice. “What was that Dan? The audience and I couldn’t hear you.”

Closing your eyes, you swallowed and tried to speak up in a calm tone. Yet even as you did, you could feel the tears beginning to gather in the corners of your eyes. “Zero, Minka. I couldn't make her cum that trip.”

“Oh honey, bless your little sissy heart. I don’t think we even need to check this with the audience on this one do we?” She laughed as the audience simply shouted the word SISSY back at you. “Ohh, looks like they decided to speak up on their own.” The word SISSY appeared on the screen flashing bright pink and white. The video cuts off and Minka waves to the audience to quiet them down “Seems like they are pretty excited for you to get those two special punishments doesn’t it? Almost like they like watching all of your dirty little sissy secrets be shown to the world isn’t it?”

You were almost shaking as you stood there. Your eyes drifted over to the video screen in hopes that you would be able to get an idea of the punishments coming. Minka smiled and waved at the screen. “Well Dan let’s see what the first of your two special sissy punishments is!” The screen went blank for a moment, then the whole studio followed suit. Music began to pump through the speakers. The song triggered a memory within you. It was the song that the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders came out to. Slowly the lights in the room came up and you were once again displayed on the screen. It showed you, with your bright makeup, long pink fingernails, hairless. Only you were wearing something you had not had on when the lights dimmed.

“Ohhh Cowboys Cheerleader! Very cute honey! Maybe the only cheerleader more iconic than my own run in Friday Night Lights. Course, now you are the one all dressed up like a cheerleader!” Now you were sure that everyone was laughing at you. Still, the cheerleading outfit felt good. The tiny shorts let the bottom curve of your cute ass hang out the back side, the fight tight enough to show the outline of your tiny prick. Even the boots fit perfectly. The top was another matter. The iconic blue crop top lay flat and lifeless on your masculine, yet hairless, chest.

“So tell me Dan is this a dream come true for you honey? Are you just so happy to be the girliest and most iconic of all cheerleaders? Now you can go out there and cheer for all the real men!” She paused and laughed. “Oh I’m sorry, I’m being told I shouldn’t make fun of you for not being a real man, they say there is a snowball’s chance in hell that you could win the rest of your rounds and just be the girliest little man ever. Course you better hope one of your winnings is a bit of growth for your downstairs huh?”

You stood there seething. It was bad enough that you were being **** to live out the worst experiences of your life, but to do it dressed as a cheerleader for your most hated team was beyond embarrassing. “Oh and good news Dan our two security guards here, Tyrone and Marcus used to play for dem boys!” Your eyes shifted to the two men, only to notice that one of them was looking directly at you with a raised eyebrow and a small smile. “Well now, looks like Marcus likes dem gurlz too!”

Everything kept coming at you so fast that you still couldn’t quite get yourself centered. First it was the hairloss, now one of the large black men was staring you down like a prized side of beef. “Fuck the Cowboys!” Your rage had built up again as you did your best to provide a show of ****. Of course when you yelled, you also stomped your high heeled boot down and shook your fists at your sides like any good girly tantrum.

“I think it might be the opposite of that Dan.” Minka’s smile into her own camera was purely for the audience as she continued on. “Not to downplay your cute little outburst, but we certainly aren’t done yet! Now that you are dressed up to cheer us on, we need you to fill that uniform out a little better! So, let’s see them titties!”

The heat you felt before began to center on your nipples. You could feel your now prominent nipples rub against the loose blue top and white vest you had on. Slowly the heat that you felt began to spiral out and expand to more of your chest. As the heat began to spiral out, it was almost like someone was pushing a syringe full of silicone into your chest. At first it wasn’t too bad. An A cup didn’t seem too bad. It was something you could hide with a baggy t-shirt. They grew to a B cup fast enough. You were certainly into the handful stage. C was when they started to look like more than just a handful. By the time D and then Double D hit, the obviously fake breasts jutted out from your chest and strained the cheerleading uniform to bursting. Your big pink areolas threatened to expose themselves with the slightest of movements. The nipples rubbed against the soft material, and you could feel jolts of pleasure slip into your brain that you had never experienced before.

“Damn girl!” Marcus, the man who had already been looking at you before was now openly staring in interest.

Your hands reached up and tried to cup the large mounds that seemed to defy gravity. Their weight was immense and **** an arch to your back that made your already plump butt stick out even more. “Well boys, it looks like Dan here won’t be jumping around for us anytime soon. He would likely knock himself out with those things. How do they feel Dan?”

Your hands continued to explore the large tits. Slipping one hand into the top of your uniform, your long pink nails barely grazed the stiff nub. The feeling of pleasure from that shot through you and a moan slipped out of your bright pink painted lips.

“Well, guess that answers that! Now onto…one second folks, I’m receiving word. Oh yes, of course.” Minka held her hand up to her ear and nodded along as she spoke. “Well it seems we have one more not so small punishment for this round. Don’t worry Dan we will just shoot it right into place!”

Another moan escaped your throat. This one had nothing to do with the nipple you were now feverishly pulling on. Instead, it came from the easily visible bright pink heart shaped gem that was now straining against the back of those white see through shorts.

The large metal plug popping inside of you suddenly **** it to hit all the right spots. Closing your eyes, you could feel an orgasm approaching. Precum began to leak from your tiny cock and a wet spot appeared on the front of the white shorts. Just before you were about to cum from the sensations of your nipples being played with and the plug in your ass, you felt a calming **** enter your mind and push the approaching orgasm away.

“Sorry to interrupt there Dan, it looked like you were having a lot of fun and enjoying this whole thing. But that ladies and gentlemen, studs and sissies, marks the end of the first half of our show! I’ve loved my time with you and when we return you will see your next host! And now we will be right back after a word from another one of our sponsors!” The lights faded to pure black darkness as you stood there wishing you had been able to get off.