Chapter 21
by
Janis_en_femme
What is the next step?
Sissy boy
Sarah looked at her husband. The last load she deposited in him feminized him more.
He lost muscle mass. He was physically weaker than before. No way he could lift anything more than 25 pounds.
Two little sissy mounds budded on his chest. Not large enough to be considered womanly breasts but definitely more feminine than a man's chest.
Sarah was partially surprised at her new attitude toward Tom. She didn't know if it was a side effect from having a cock now or how little his was.
She walked over to her vanity and tossed Tom's some pink nail polish. Instead of catching it, he put up his hands to protect his face.
"God, what a sissy," Sarah said. "Put that on."
Tom sat down and applied the nail polish on his fingers and toes. Sarah watched as he really seemed to enjoy himself.
As he was admiring his fingers and toes, Sarah could see his little nub get hard again.
"Take off that dress," Sarah ordered. She cold see that Tom's didn't want to. He loved wearing it now. "Take off the bra too."
She made him put on women's jeans and one of her white T-shirts without a bra. His sissy shape filled out Sarah's clothes nicely. His sissy buds pressed against the T-shirt and his nipples got hard.
She took him out in the backyard.
First she gave him one of his baseball bats. He held it with his finger tips and the weighed end down. Her didn't remember how to hold it. She told his to swing it. He barely got it off the ground and swing the bar and it flew out of his hands. She told him to pick it up and hold it like a man. He looked very confused. She finally showed him how. He could hold it up for more than a few seconds before it dropped again. He rested it on his shoulder and then extra weight almost toppled him over.
She threw a ball and he swung after it passed him.
Sarah laughed at her former softball player of a husband.
"Now the bases," she said. Again Tom looked confused. "Run toward the tree then toward the garden."
With hands at his shoulders, Tom minced his way around the imaginary bases. Winded he stopped at the garden and looked at her for direction.
Now she tossed a football at him. He ducked and screamed.
Sarah laughed again. She grabbed him by his hand and walked him over to the basketball hoop. She handed him a basketball and pointed up to the hoop.
"Throw it in there," Sarah commanded.
Tom looked bewildered. He pushed the basketball into the air. Not only didn't it go in, it didn't even reach the hoop. Again Tom hid himself from the ball as it bounced toward him.
"What's going on there?" cam a voice from over the high privacy fence. It was their neighbor, Chris.
Tom always sneered at Chris for being such a pansy.
"Come on over, Chris," Sarah said in a commanding voice. "I have something to show you."
Chris, a chubby 30-something, walked over and inside the yard.
He offered a friendly smile at Sarah. Then dropped his jaw at Tom.
"What happened to Tom?" Chris gasped.
"Don't you think he's cute, Tom?" Sarah asked.
Tom had to admit that Chris had a certain attraction about him now.
"What happened," Chris asked again.
"Tell Chris," Sarah commanded.
"I'm a thissy," Tom said meekly.
"Wow," was all Chris could utter. Sarah noticed a bulge in Chris's pants.
"Get Chris a friendly kiss, Tom," Sarah said.
Tom minced over to Chris and threw his sissy arms around Chris. He pressed his lips against Chris's and one leg went up. Then Tom slid his tongue inside Chris's mouth. Chris did not resist. He wrapped Tom up in his arms and felt Tom's sissy nipples get hard against his chest. He felt Tom's sissy arms wrapped around his back. He felt his cock get hard.
Tom let his hand drift over to Chris's pants and unbuckled his belt. He unzipped the pants and with both hands yanked Chris' pants and underwear down.
Sarah wasn't surprised that she didn't need to prompt Tom. Tom was a sissy and he knew what sissy did when confronted with a man.
Tom stopped to suck Chris' cock. Chris leaned against the tree and let Tom licked and slurp his cock.
"Oh, heavens," Chris sighed.
"Show him your little cock, Tom," Sarah demanded.
Tom kept on sucking Chris's cock. He so much wanted to swallow his cum to show him what a good sissy her was.
Sarah yanked Tom by his hair away from the cock.
"Show him your cocklet, sissy," Sarah demanded.
Tom stood up and peeled down his jeans. His one-inch cock stood out erect.
Sarah and Chris giggled.
"That's what he'd been lording over me," Chris laughed as hos cock shook up and down. Tom followed it with his eyes.
"Not much of a man," Sarah said with disgust. "Take off your wedding ring, Tom. You're not man enough anymore to be married to a woman."
Tom slide it off his delicate finder. Sarah took it.
"How'd you like to fuck is his sissy boy pussy," Sarah offered Chris.
"Hell, yes," Chris said.
Sarah motioned and Tom bent over the picnic table. Tom angled his ass and presented it to Chris. Tom's nub got a little harder and grew a quarter of an inch. Chris approached the anal offering.
"Use this as a target," Sarah said as she put Tom's wedding ring at his asshole.
Chris didn't care. He wanted to fuck that sexy little ass. He plunged his cock, which was a little smaller than Sarah's in Tom's ass. He **** the gold ring deep inside Tom's rectum. Every thrust made it go a little deeper.
The humiliation excited Tom a bit, but Chris's powerful thrusts really turned him on. Sissy Tom loved being dominated by a man. His little cock squirted cum underneath the picnic table.
Sarah whipped out her cock and started rubbing it. She looked at Chris who was cumming.
Does Sarah's cum feminize Chris next?
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