Dress him up even sluttier than you are and fuck the spurts out of him.

You get a wicked, warped idea that's so devilish, so devious, so devastating that you just have to try it. "Pick out the sluttiest clothes from my backpack and then give me a lap dance!" Your tone is sing song and sweet as candy coated razor blades. Brian looks at you pleadingly, but doesn't even have the sack to talk back. It makes it all the more sweet torturing him knowing he won't fight back. A whiny, wimpy voice in the back of your head wonders how you would feel in this situation, but after how you dealt with Dale, you are pretty sure you'd love it. If anything, you're doing him a favor.

Brian strips naked allowing you to admire his creamy complexion and feminine figure, as well as spy his tiny twig. "Tee Hee! Nice clit, loser! It's almost as..." you are about to compare his cock to yours, when you remember yours is just as small, maybe a smidge smaller or bigger give or take a centimeter. That just makes you want to bully him more. "Nevermind! Hurry and get dressed while I smoke a bowl!" You pack a bowl while he digs through the dirty delicates in your backpack and take a huge hit.

The smoke fills your lungs and burns in your head as you feel your aggression oddly amplified. You are reminded of how intense Dale's mood swings can be and you wonder if you have the same kind of monster lurking inside you. Blowing out a plume of smoke and feeling like a fire breather, the thought isn't entirely repulsive.

You hear Brian whimper as he slides on a sheer mesh g-string and your attention snaps back to him. He finds a pair of red fishnets and a water bra that he stuffs with spare panties to give the illusion of breasts. He completes the look with a leather choker and a multicolored Mardi Gras tutu. giving off a second hand sissy slut vibe that suits him well. He stands timid and trembling in front of you. You take another heavy hit and blow some smoke in his face as he asks, "Uhm...can I maybe have a hit? It might make it easier to...you know."

You reach around and give his ass a SMACK and snarl, "What?! Why should I waste my weed on a slut like you?! Now start dancing before I change my mind and show everyone this photo too!" You pull your phone out and snap another pic of Brian all sissied up. He still doesn't know that you don't have a data plan, but what he doesn't know, can't hurt you. You watch him waver, and his eyes water, but he has already gone too far to turn back now. The porn playing in the background makes a nice backbeat for Brian to start swaying seductively before you.

You suppose his porn obsession paid off, for you at least, because his moves are a lot more alluring than a virgin like him, or you, has ever seen in person. You run your hands up and down his hips and he rubs them back against you reflexively. He turns so you can see his other 'assets' and you can't resist SMACKing his thicc ass again to see it jiggle appetizingly. You squeeze savagely and grope greedily as he moans low and lewdly. You aren't sure how much of this is part of the act and how much is his own sluttiness bubbling through, but as long as you get yours, you don't much care.

The weed and wild show before you has you horny and hard again. You shimmy out of your jeans and tell Brian, "Enough teasing, tramp, start grinding on my gear!" You punctuate your point with another stinging SPANK on his ample ass and he eagerly trades your punishing palm for your soft lap. You cannot believe how good his soft cheeks feel sliding against your hard silk sheathed shaft. You feel this fantastically frustrating friction as your beta buddy hot dogs your cute cocktail weiner and twerks his ass on your groin. "Oh fuck! Your ass was made for this, Bri...wait, I can't call you a boy's name when you look like this. What's your girl name?"

You can hear the anguish in his voice as he tries to raise his pitch to please you, "B-b-barbie." You give his ass an appreciative SLAP and then a grateful grope, and you hear another whimper that tells you he might not be hating this as much as he wishes he was. You decide to really **** him, pulling him back against you so his head lies helplessly against yours while you run your hands up and down his beautiful body, crushing his fake breasts and feel his bell shaped nipples throb against your palm, digging your fingers into his hips and waist, all while planting hungry hickeys along his neck. You can hear his moans grow more **** as he writhes harder and faster against you.

You had considered letting him off easy, letting him jerk you off with his jiggly cheeks, but now you think he's been holding out on you. "Say...what's the big idea acting like you aren't a sissy slut and then getting all wet and whimpery and humping my dick like a bitch in heat? Do you think you're better than me?!" What started as toying with him and playful pranks has grown frighteningly real. Brian shakes his head no, and his pouting lips look to tempting to pass up. You release your agression in a snarling, biting kiss, bloodying his lips then sliding your tongue down his throat. Out of terror or lust, and both are equally gratifying options to you at the moment, he moans in your mouth and sucks your tongue even more submissively and starvingly than he did your cock.

You break the kiss and reel back and SLAP his face. "Don't you dare kiss me like that, slut!" Barbie smiles stupidly, immediately internalizing your reproach and licking her lips. Whether hungry for more **** or more affection, you aren't sure, nor do you know if she can tell the difference in her state. One thing is certain, for the time being at least, Brian is nowhere to be seen, but Barbie is ready to party. You toss her to the side and she squeals excitedly as you command. "Ass up! Face down! If you're going to tease me with that slutty ass, then I'm going to fuck it!"

"Y-y-yes, muh Ma'am!" Barbie mewls, sliding her thin strand of fabric to the side and pulling apart her plump buttocks. You like the sound of 'Ma'am'! Like the thought of being slutty and sexy but still able to bully bimbo bitches. You pull your prick free from your panties and smirk. Sure it's too small to consider a real cock, but this little sissy sure hasn't felt anything like it! You press your spongy mushroom head against her pucker, feeling it kiss you hungrily as you grab her hips and SLAM down into her with the full **** of your body weight. She squeals in pain and maybe pleasure, but what matters to you is how tight and hot her virgin ass hole feels around your throbbing three inches.

You pull out all the way, waiting a second to SPANK her reddened rump and then piledrive back down into her. She wails and whimpers and wiggles her ass against your hips and you feel ready to explode inside her. It would be so easy to just let loose, and it's taking every ounce of control you have not to release the flood gates, but you want to break her completely. You want to fuck the cum out of her so she can never go back to being a boi! You tense of muscle in your body to the point of tearing and begin to hold the cum in your cock through sheer **** of will and aiming for the same spot in you that made you spurt.

You pound your prick down into her sissy cunt at an angle, directly punching her prostate, and begin bouncing up and down to beat it like a speed bag. Knowing it will make her cum sooner, and just because being mean is feels so good when your sawing into a sissy slut, you taunt, "You love this, NNG don't you Barbie? Shit, yeah you've probably UNH read porno stories where this OOH shit happens! Ha! You've probably GRR wrote some! And, 'Barbie'? I know you already must have MOAN had that name picked out! I may be a AAH sissy, but you're about to get turned NNGH out by one! Ha! Now I KNOW you've EEE fantasized about that one!"

You don't know if it's the teasing or the spurt spot smashing, but Barbie starts spasming on your cock and crying, "OhgodOOHohgodGUHUHUNHohnodon'tYELPcumMOABdon'tooohnooOOOOOooeeEEEEEE!" and spraying their couch with sissy spurts. You let loose with a roar and flood her guts with thick sticky ropes of cum, and keep fucking her until you **** sloppy splooshes of splooge out of her cunt as she quivers uncontrollably and drools all over herself. You collapse on top of her, stoned and spent and ready to melt into a mindless puddle of pleasure.

You foggily pull out of Barbie, your sissy shaft still drooling dick milk, and fall back on the couch and let the euphoria of releasing raw rage and riding waves of baked bliss and feeling so comfy and cozy and feeling like a nice long nap would be perfect right now. You broke the sissy, right? So no worries there. Might as well close your eyes...

and

fall

asleep...