Sissy trap

You stir awake to the sound of your com going off. “Hello.” You answer sleepily, wiping your eyes and sitting up.

“Miss Fletcher?” The voice questions.

“Yes that’s me.” Your voice seems higher, very feminine.

“Good morning Alexis. I hope I didn’t wake you.” The voice says.

“No, no, I was just in the shower.” You lie.

“Wonderful, well I’m happy to say that we here at Nova Securities have decided, after review of your test results and your interview, to welcome you aboard. Please report to the offices at 0800 tomorrow morning in the training armor that was provided for you for your test. Feel free to wear a loose fitting garment over the suit if you prefer, or just the armor is fine as well of course. I’ll send you all the details on your com after we talk. Any questions?”

“I suppose not.” You answer scratching your head.

“See you tomorrow Alexis.” The voice says then ends the call.

Your tummy grumbles with hunger as you stand up. You stroll into the bathroom and begin pissing. As you watch your cute little three inch cock spray in the toilet it dawns on you that it used to be bigger. “What the?” You ask as your eyes take in the sight of your sexy body below you. Finished you look to the mirror and your mouth sags in disbelief. You look the same, but not. You would imagine the height and weight he said your ID said is now correct as you are now very thin. You have also developed the cutest little AA cup breasts, your hips are more shapely, and your waist can’t be more than 23” around. Your cock and hairless sack are there, but small, dainty seems a good description, and if you put your hand over them you know no one would even believe they exist. “Holy fuck.” You say eventually. With a turn you decide that your legs and ass are simply amazing. “Oh, now everybody is going to want to fuck my ass.” As you say that you know damned well that you would fuck yourself. Err, well, you **** the thought out of your head. Lastly you notice your feet and hands are so cute and little, your toes are a tad longish perhaps, suddenly you really want to suck them. A stupid idea forms, you lift your leg, and sure enough as you suck your big toe your little cock twitches to life and springs to attention. “Well at least it’s nice and hard.” Taking it in hand you decide to stare into your sexy face and rub one out. Then without thinking you lick your fingers clean. “Yum.” Shaking your head you wash off then set yourself to task, get dressed and go get food. You can deal with the rest after.

It turns out the clothes you bought yesterday fit for the most part, though the shoes and jeans are to big, and the sleeves on the dress are a tad long. The rest is a bit more loose, but fit fine. You also find a lot of punk rock inspired clothes filling your luggage. Plus your new ID, makeup wands, actual makeup, another a bit larger butt plug, three suction cup base dildos of increasing size, the largest a foot long, a ball gag, pink handcuffs, and several pairs of shoes, all size six.

First you use the wand to touch up your makeup, with the pre set makeup looks it is easy and fast. Then you pick through your clothes to find an outfit. You end up putting on a pair of very soft neon yellow panties, a racer back black sports bra, fence net slightly ripped pantyhose, a pair of excessively ripped skinny jeans that sit low on your hips, punk style sneakers with 2” platform heels, a black tank top with open sides, and a rather old looking leather vest. You take the room key, makeup wand, money and fill the purse, a bit startled to find a tiny loaded pistol inside. You end up having a o use your computer to look it up. It is a 5 shot Bolt pistol, which is similar to a regular pistol but powered by strongly compressed air. It says you have to fold the gun open to load it but as it is already, you decide it best not to mess with it much. A small case at the bottom of the purse holds ten more rounds of ammo.

“Food, I need food.” You say with a girlish laugh, and head out.