Into waiting arms

“You’re back!”

Betsy threw her arms around him as soon as he stepped through the door, crushing the smaller sissy against her chest. He let himself be scooped up and squeezed, feeling his heeled feet leave the floor a little. Some of his slender bones might well have been cracking under the pressure of that hug… but he understood it was a necessary sacrifice.

“I was so worried! When you didn’t come home from school… and then I saw your little heartbeat fluttering on all the bio-monitors… Someone bought you… didn’t they? I was watching your collar the whole time!”

From the look and smell of her, Jesse could tell she wasn’t lying. Heavy bags hung under both her eyes and her hair was stuck out in a halo of strange angles. Had she stayed up all night? Just watching what limited data flowed out from his body and imagining what that meant unknown strangers were doing to him? With his face buried between her tits, the femboy was suffused with the scent of sweat and… other fluids seeping out from her. He didn’t mind though. All shades of Betsy were known to him. They were just the comforting musks of home. Being wrapped in her soft flesh once more just reminded him of how odd it had been to spend two days and a night without being so. He didn’t exactly feel guilty for leaving her behind without even a message… It was something he truly believed she’d need to get used to… But he was glad to be back again. Whoever else might be becoming important in his life… this was his best friend.

He told her everything, start to finish, as they lay together under blankets on his bed. She gasped and sucked air through teeth as he unveiled the hidden lives of those on top of the world. Her hands reaching around to grasp his cock as she did so, as if just holding onto that little thing gave her some sense of comforting control over him and the events that had swept him away from her. When he got to the part where Suzy had claimed his virginity; and all the complicating emotions he had over why the other sissy had done it; She squeezed her fist so tightly around his hairless balls it almost hurt… But at the same time he could feel her other hand rustling behind him as she masturbated herself into a froth. From lying in similar closeness through enough of her choices in pornographic entertainment, Jesse knew the idea of him being born down upon by another pretty and effeminate young creature would get her near openly salivating. However, he could also feel the tenseness in her at any hint of further feelings toward Suzy he himself was still trying to work out the depths of. He tried to skirt the issue as much as possible… but she knew him better than that. They both knew it.

When it came to being pinned between Suzy’s Daddy and Lady Francine… he didn’t have much clear description to give. But Jesse gave as much as he could. It felt good to unravel the experience with a warm, soft body wrapped around his… catching the drifts of how he slowly grew an erection in describing his time upon his knees, being looked down upon and trapped like a mouse in a jam jar. The whole situation had been mind-erasingly terrifying… Yet still he held onto the pride he had felt at dealing with it on his own, rather than needing to be rescued. It was hard to explain how he felt it had been both the scariest and most freeing moment in all his eighteen years of life… as if that had been the real instant his innocence was taken and all the pent up nerves and fear wiped away. Who knew what the future might hold for him and his apparently highly-desirable backside? But now he could face it in the confidence that this was not his first time being violated at either end.

By the time the story was finished… Jesse realised that Betsy had fallen asleep. Her tiredness catching up with her along with the relief of having her favourite cuddly toy returned. The femboy found he couldn’t drift off quite yet though… the peaks and troughs of physicality and emotion he had experienced coming back to him time and again. Eventually… he couldn’t resist it any longer… He reached out toward his bedside table and pulled out one of the precious items he stored within.

As night fell and the city outside slowed down to just its lower level of catcalls and hubbub, the soft sounds of caught breaths and fleshy squelches filled the room. That little training plug that Suzy had first given him popped in… and out. In… and out.