You beg for it.

"P-p-please fuck me, Brad!" You can barely believe how **** and slutty the words sound coming out of your mouth. You sounded way more convincing than the blonde bimbo in the porno did begging for cock, you wonder with a pang of regret if that makes you a bigger slut.

"Haha! Since you asked so nice, I'll fill that faggot ass for you!" Brad spreads your tight asshole like hot butter, melting around his searing flesh. He meets nonresistance, the copius amounts of lube allowing him to slide deeper and deeper inside you, stretching your hole to fit his fat cock. You can barely think, no room for anything but his fat cock filling you up and setting every nerve in your body alight in sweltery, sticky pleasure overload. Still, you manage a feeble, futile protest. "Nuh nuh not a unh ah ah a fuh fuhh fuck...faggot!"

To your shock and dismay, Brad suddenly pulls his cock out of your needy asshole and lays it back on your asscrack. "Haha! Did you really just say you aren't a faggot with my dick in your ass? Tell you what, if you want me to finish fucking the cum out of you, you'll admit to being a weak, wimpy, pathetic, sissy...FAGGOT!"

You hate yourself for not even put a fight, but you're ****, you felt so close to something...profound. "I'm a weak...wimpy" as you say it, you realize how true it is. If he wanted to, he could just take you, doesn't it make more sense to surrender? "Pathetic..." of course you are pathetic, your puny prick could never satisfy a woman the way Brad satisfied you. "Sissy..." you hate to admit it, but you love the way Brad is treating you, like a girl, like a conquest. "Faggot!" Brad shoves his cock inside you to the hilt, forcing a hot jet of your last remaining illusion of manhood from your throbbing cock. Your body spasms and shudders as the most powerful orgasm of your life tears you apart from the inside.

"You know, I was planning on making you my bitch this week anyway, but I never expected you'd make it so easy." You know you should be ashamed, and you definitely feel a full body blush kissing all over your creamy skin, but you love it. The shame just adds fuel to the fire burning you up, building to another eruption.

"I guess since you're so eager, I can tell you my plans for the rest of the week. I'm going to turn you into my cock addicted sissy faggot." Another sticky spasm rocks your slender frame and you shoot another load of weak spurts from your weak baby dick. Brad just continues pounding you relentlessly, already pushing you to the next precipice...

"Your new dress code is panties and skirts or bare naked. Your diet is female hormones and cum. And the only way you cum is with a cock in your ass or throat!" You must be losing your mind, everything is happening too fast, it's dizzying, but you have come so far, you just want to keep sinking deeper into the sissy spiral.

"Yessss! Yesssssssss! YESSSSSSSSSSS! MAKE ME YOUR SISSY BITCH!" you feel the last spurts of cum dribble weakly from your sissy clit, but the orgasm tearing through you like a hungry wolf keeps raging. You feel like your entire body is cumming, you drool all over yourself and flop helplessly on your brother's cock. You feel his cock throb and swell...time stands still as you can feel the cum exploding inside your thirsty cunt.

You feel tremors of bliss as Brad pumps a few more loads in you. You feel an empty ache the moment his cock leaves you know you will sink to any depths to feel it inside you again. You find the thought freeing somehow, better to eagerly embrace your sissification than to futilely fight it.

"So sissy, let's get cleaned up."