You wake up

When you open your eyes, the first thing you recognize is two round breasts on your chest. You also see you have no body hair, and your frame and limbs are considerably smaller. Previously, you were a five-six. But now you are a five or a five-two at the best. You also recognize you have long hair. Instead of blonde, it is in the color of black. Your cock is unchanged, just as you expected when you were told you will be a sissy. And then it finally clicks: it happened.

You have imagined yourself for a woman your whole life. Let it be a sissy or a born woman, this is something you always wanted. On the other hand, now it all feels strange. You had a body you were accustomed to. And now it’s gone. Now you have a woman’s body. Small and petite, with beautiful skin and round breasts. It is truly a dream that came true.

And that is when you realize the other problem. You are going to be a sex ****. They will register you in a zetan **** registry. You will be locked into an inescapable straitjacket, or something similar, and you will be passed for owner to owner for the rest of your remaining lifespan. You had countless fantasies about this, true. But now that you are facing the real thing, you are scared beyond measure. What if you get bought by a sadist? Or used as living furniture? In fact, what if the people around you are sadists, and you will be passed one sadist group to the other, as the guys coming after them would fancy what this group would do to you.

You start to struggle against your restraints. And you actually have an eureka moment. When the brute strapped you to the table, he locked you tight, but that was for the five-six you. Your new body is smaller, meaning that your bone structure is also smaller. At first glance, they binds still appear to be tight. But you are confident that you could get out if you wanted. But then you hear footsteps.

The brute enters the room, and you look at him scared. He has a wide smile on his face as he glances at you, and you already have the feeling that being his **** would be a bad idea. Without warning, he steps close to you, and unzips his pants, pressing his cock against your face. Out of disgust, you keep your mouth closed. But you know that this is an uphill battle.

“Come on, sunshine, you know the rules. If you obey, we will be good to you. If not, there will be consequences,” he says, and he keeps rubbing his cock against your face. “Do you want consequences?”

You shake your head. Besides: you are curious. You open your mouth, and start sucking his cock. You detest the smell you feel. You are also disgusted with the semen’s taste: it is bitter and salty. But somehow you like doing it. For a short time, you are sucking the cock on your own. After that, he holds down your face, and starts fucking your mouth like a vagina.

He keeps it up for a few minutes, then he gets to the edge, and shoots his semen inside your mouth. Thanks to the bitter taste, you almost have to puke. But you still like it for some reason. You even go through the trouble, and lick down the drops with your tongue. Other patches, are collected by the man, and pushed inside your mouth. But you gulp it down all the same.

“You see, I knew you like it,” he says, pointing to your cock that was erect through the whole time. You feel inclined to nod, but then you notice that takes something metallic in his hands. In fact, it is two things: a cock cage and a round piercing.

You want to protest, but you quickly realize there is no use. Sissy slaves are kept in cock cages twenty four per seven. Why would your fate be the same? You grit your teeth in preparation, then you give out a muffled scream as the brute gets the piercing through the tip of your cock. For a minute, there is blood everywhere. But the nanites do their job, and your penis quickly heals.

By this time your cock is flaccid, so naturally the cage gets locked around it, including a larger ring around your ballsack. For some reason, your cock tries to stand again. But all it does is to tense pitifully against the metal frame, where it shall be kept forever.

“I will get you some restraints, then we will have a welcoming party with the crew,” he says, and he leaves the cargohold.

Shit! You think to yourself. Even if you escape, the cage will stay on. And you will never be able to masturbate. Sure, you could go to one of the zetan planets, and seek the help of a specialist. But what guarantees it is not a trap? In fact, you are pretty sure that ninety-nine percent of those places are a trap. And as for the good old Coalition... Well, you are a criminal. You go to any hospital, and you will be behind bars for the rest of your life. And that means being a sissy in a male prison. The only alternative would be to get a plasma-torch, and try to cut the cage that way. But who on the Seven Worlds would hold a plasma torch to his own cock?

You heard that sissies have their own way to orgasm. And yes. For the foreseeable future - and probably for the rest of your life - this will be the way for you to do it. And that is if you want to experiment these sort of things in the first place.

It might be shameful to admit, but you are actually excited about being fucked by the crew. In fact, being kept in restraints and get passed owner to owner is something that you long fantasized about. So why not just stay then? And live the full life of a sissy ****?