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  Sissy Curves

  A Taboo Feminization Story

  Leandra Camilli

  Sissy Curves Copyright © 2020 by Leandra Camilli. All Rights Reserved.

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Teaser

  “Kelli tied me to the chair, and used duct tape to cover my mouth. As much as I tried, I couldn’t speak, and that was the whole point. She didn’t want pig me complaining and screaming. What she was about to do to me wasn’t going to be pleasant.

  And yet, I felt I was getting hard. I never had such a realization before now, but I actually liked being treated like trash. Kelli was damn good at that, and there really was nothing I could do impede her from continuing her plans…”

  CONTENTS

  Teaser

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Free Story

  The Sissy MEGA Bundle

  Chapter 1

  Once a Brat...

  Iwas always a brat, but most important of all, I couldn’t control myself. It was no wonder I just stole her panties and hid the pair inside my bedroom. She would never find out what happened. Not only did she have far too many panties, but she was also a mess of a woman. Even her hair was comical.

  I locked the door with a key and grabbed the pair I hid. I sniffed it and felt so dizzy. That smell was so great. I was 25 and didn’t have a girlfriend yet. Never dated. The most humiliating thing was knowing I never even hugged a woman.

  Going to nightclubs and parties were always fruitless, and so I didn’t have much of a choice other than to be this pathetic little fool I was. But that thought didn’t help with turning me on, so I pushed it away and focused on the laces of her panties.

  I sniffed it again, as if it was a drug. It could as well be that, but I didn’t want to think about it that way.

  After spending about half an hour sniffing her panties, I finally pushed down my pants and briefs, and started to stroke my dick to full hardness. Seeing it made me remind myself how small I was.

  I watched porn videos at night every day, and I couldn’t help but feel I couldn’t hold a candle to those men. They were like bulls. Muscles on top of muscles, and dicks so long and thick some people would think they weren’t even human.

  Despite those feelings and thoughts, I continued to stroke my dick to full hardness. One hand was more than enough to envelop the whole thing, and it was so thin compared to those men’s cocks whose girth had to be unnatural.

  I eventually felt my orgasm rising, building up, and couldn’t control it once it crossed the point of no return. I held the pair of panties just over my mushroom-cockhead, and let it get soaked with my sperm.

  It didn’t get too soaked, though. I could never produce a lot of seeds, even after not cumming for weeks. I tried that once, despite the torture that it was to feel so turned on all the time, and was disappointed when my load was probably only a third greater than it was normally was in terms of volume.

  I then waited for my cum to get dry before hiding the pair of panties underneath my clothes in my dresser. But when I was going to lie down on my bed and rest because I was so tired, someone began to knock angrily on my door.

  Chapter 2

  Feminize Me

  Irushed to open it, and found none other than her in front of me. Kelli, the woman of the house. We lived together for years and she took care of me when I was young, but we weren’t related at all. We shared the same roof, and nothing more.

  Well, I guessed that now we also shared one of her panties, but that was beside the point.

  Her nostrils were flaring when she spoke. “I know what you did.”

  I was glad I managed to pull up my briefs and pants before she showed up. I tended to forget that more often than not, but the smell of cum in the air… that was something I was sure her nose noticed nonetheless.

  “I did nothing.”

  “You stole one of my pairs of panties. Give it back. I don’t care… whatever it was you did with it.”

  “I didn’t steal anything!”

  She sighed. “Let’s make this quick, or you will be punished.”

  “Punished how?”

  “Give me back my pair of panties, or you won’t like what will happen to you.”

  Still feeling ashamed of what happened, I said, “I am telling you that I didn’t steal anything. I am not like that.”

  She gripped my wrist with force and pulled me out of my room. “Enough talking. You are about to be punished, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.”

  I could have told her she was assaulting me, that I would call the police, but I couldn’t deny that she was right. I was just too proud to tell her she knew everything, and I was okay with being punished, as long as it wasn’t too hard on me.

  But when she opened the door of the bathroom and I saw everything she prepared beforehand, as if she knew what my answer would be, I knew that my punishment would be anything but an easy one.

  ✽ ✽ ✽

  Kelli tied me to the chair, and used duct tape to cover my mouth. As much as I tried, I couldn’t speak, and that was the whole point. She didn’t want pig me complaining and screaming. What she was about to do to me wasn’t going to be pleasant.

  And yet, I felt I was getting hard. I never had such a realization before now, but I actually liked being treated like trash. Kelli was damn good at that, and there really was nothing I could do impede her from continuing her plans.

  Not only was I weaker mentally, but she was also taller and stronger. Her arms were thicker than mine. I always was a skinny, frail young man, and that was probably one of the reasons why so many women didn’t even bother to glance at me when I tried to talk to them.

  “There. You won’t bother me anymore. Normally, I would make you take a shower before doing this, but since you’ve been an asshole my whole life, I don’t feel like going easy on you.”

  She grabbed a razor and held it menacingly at me. “It’s time to start this.”

  She went down on one knee, and started to shave off my leg hair. She had already undressed me, and that happened so fast it took her no more than a minute to leave me fully naked.

  I focused on the razor as she worked to shave off my leg hair. I knew more or less what her purpose behind that was, and I was actually getting hard as the transformation continued. My dick was standing so erect, and if this thing continued with the same intensity, it wouldn’t be long before I was cumming again, but this time without masturbating myself.

  Her eyes noticed my hard cock, and she couldn’t help but giggle. “No wonder you never had a woman your whole life. Guess what, now you will finally become one.”

  And just like, she confirmed my fears. She was going to turn me into one of those sissies. I watched videos featuring them on many porn sites, and I felt a strange connection to them. I didn’t want to admit this to myself, but what Kelli was doing to me, despite how horrible it was, felt right.

  She finished shaving my legs, and then proceeded to do the same to my balls. There was nothing sexual about that, even though she was the first woman to ever get this close to my scrotum.

  She shaved off my pubes, and her face was still expressionless. It was the cold kind of hatred that permeated he
r heart, and she wasn’t about to have any pity for me. I could complain and struggle, but not only would those things only make everything worse for me, but I was also actually enjoying this transformation.

  To be a sissy like them... I couldn’t imagine that it was finally happening to me.

  Kelli shaved off my armpits and the hair on my butt, and that was it. She was done and other than the hair on my head, I was hairless. The air that surrounded me felt colder, and despite how odd my current situation was, I was certain the right thing was being done to me.

  All this time thinking I would be with a woman, only for then to finally figure out I was not a proper man after all.

  “Time to apply your makeup and you will look like a lady in no time.”

  Kelli grabbed her box with her makeup items in it. Concealer, lipstick, and so many other things that I didn’t know the name of, but which would all certainly be used to continue this humiliation.

  And it was a proper humiliation. I felt ashamed of what I was being transformed into, despite liking it at the same time. My dick was hard, but who said I could control what I was feeling about this?

  This transformation was like finding my calling.

  She applied the makeup and didn’t bother telling me what items she was using, what they were called, but I knew why she acted that way. This transformation was happening only once to me, and once it was finished, I would be a sissy for the rest of my life. My little dickie throbbed at the thought of that.

  Kelli allowed me to look at myself in the mirror for about five seconds only, but it was enough to understand I looked like someone completely different now. She didn’t even bother to look at the finished product that was my face. Kelli probably knew she did a good job, considering she used makeup every single day, even when she didn’t have an important meeting to attend.

  Once she was done applying makeup on me, she covered my mouth again with duct tape so that I wouldn’t have the chance to say anything, not that I would. I didn’t want to give her even more reasons to hate me.

  And when she put the wig on and I felt we were almost done with this, I finally cummed. I couldn’t contain my urge any longer. Orgasm had been building up this whole time toward an explosion that shook my world. I had not cummed like that in a very long time. This whole transformation was so much better than sniffing her underwear.

  But then Kelli slapped me twice on my face, and also spit on me. She didn’t want to see me cumming, much less so when she was this close. I wasn’t thinking about her, but she probably thought I was when I blew my load high in the air.

  The surrounding air was soon tainted with the odor of my sperm, and Kelli was just about close to being done with me. She made me stand up after untying me from the chair, and then put the wig, which fell off, back on my head and forced me to wear women's clothes.

  She didn’t forget anything. Even the chastity device and a butt plug she forced me to wear and have inside me, respectively. I wouldn’t be able to touch my dick for the foreseeable future, and despite that being part of the punishment, it helped to turn me on once again.

  The pressure of the butt plug inside my anus was great, and it made it feel so full. I was straight, but in the hour that it was taking her to feminize me, I began to think about what it would be like to have a man’s dick buried deep into my asshole.

  Maybe something for later that was, though.

  Even the bra she made me wear added volume where I didn’t have it. I looked like I have two proper boobs, though anyone curious enough to touch them would find they were fake.

  With the heeled sandals on, she stood in front of me and said, “the final stage of the punishment is about to come.”

  Chapter 3

  Amazonian Troubles

  Kelli made me cook and bathe her, even with the chastity I wore and the butt plug that was stuck deep inside my anus. Walking was difficult because of those things, and also because of the heeled sandals I wasn’t accustomed to.

  She made me work for her for weeks, until one day she said, “This is the last stage of the punishment, and I’m sure you will enjoy it.”

  A couple of minutes later, her huge, Amazonian-like friend strode into the room. She was so big I felt like I was even shorter than my real height. I kind of tried to protect myself against her, but she grabbed me and removed my clothes off me in a matter of seconds.

  “Name’s Debora. Nice to meet you.”

  Just as with the lady of the house, she was probably twice my age. She had a commanding attitude and no-bullshit look on her face. She didn’t just grab me and began to push me toward my bed, she was treating me like a rag doll. I probably weighed nothing to her.

  She pushed me down onto my bed and was on top of me in a matter of seconds, her huge presence more than enough to make me feel as if I was drowning. I tried to breathe, but only felt my lungs working without any air to suck in.

  I also felt the whole room getting so hot I thought Kelli had turned off the AC only to piss me off. Debora kissed my cheeks, my neck, my skinny chest, and my abdomen before reaching the chastity cage.

  She checked it with her hand, but she wasn’t about to take it off me. She was happy with me the way I was, and she wasn’t going to change that any time soon.

  I felt her breasts sliding and rubbing against my face and chest as she continued her assault. I could also feel and see her curves, and how her whole body shifted while she dominated me. I was so vulnerable I couldn’t even move an inch.

  Despite still being a man by nature, she was the one on top, the one commanding everything, and that turned me on so fucking much. I couldn’t help but feel my dick pressing and straining against my chastity cage.

  She turned me around with ease and proceeded to caress and feel my butt. The chastity cage, despite going all around my waist, left her enough room to explore the skin of my ass.

  And she dominated that portion of me with ease, forcing me to whimper and moan at the same time. The avalanche of emotions was so tough to control, and I was thinking I was going to cum, once again, without someone or me ever touching my dick.

  With force, she plucked my butt plug out and tossed it behind her head. She used her hands to move my legs apart, and then stuck one finger inside my anus before muttering, “So open and ready for me.”

  Ready for her? Oh fuck, she wasn’t about to do that, was she?

  And she stuck another finger in, and another and another. She couldn’t put her whole hand inside my hole, but I was sure she wanted to do that. I felt how hot her hand was and wished that it was actually the cock of a man.

  Maybe that would happen another time, maybe.

  She rotated, slid and rubbed fingers inside my rectum. I moaned her name louder and couldn’t help but also feel my toes curling. Debora knew what she was doing, and she also knew how to bring me closer to my orgasm. It wouldn’t be long now before crossing the point of no return again.

  She removed her fingers and bent down until her tongue could touch my orifice. She slid and rubbed it along its ridges and furrows, preparing me even more for her sure-to-happen invasion. She wasn’t just going to fuck me, she was going to own my ass for herself.

  Despite my whimpering, there was nothing I could do to make this easier on me. Debora was going to be hard on me, and she wasn’t shy of showing she was the Alpha of this moment we were sharing.

  Out of nowhere, she grabbed a key and unlocked my chastity cage. I finally felt free after weeks of being treated like trash, but it was only a momentary feeling. Debora also grabbed her huge strap on, which she put around her waist after getting undressed. Those things happened so fast the clouds barely moved in the sky.

  And upon looking behind my back, I noticed Kelli standing by the doorway, looking at us with genuine interest, her hand stuck underneath her pants as she rubbed her clit. She was enjoying all of this, and it was probably the best moment of my humiliation for her.

  Debora didn’t use lube when she pressed her plastic strap
-on into me and plunged deep into my boypussy, the mushroom-like head of her instrument touching the wall of my dark tunnel. I couldn’t help but scream and proceed to moan her name so loud I was sure the neighbors probably heard my voice.

  And even though she was grunting, her thrusts were certain and powerful. The bed creaked with our movement and despite being at this for so long already, Debora wasn’t sweating. I was sweating like a pig, but not her. She had so much energy to burn here with me.

  It wasn’t long before my ass felt extremely sore. But Debora continued to slam me against the mattress, and the bed didn’t stop its very loud creaking. Meanwhile, Kelli continued to masturbate herself until I heard her loud moan. She just orgasmed while watching me having my ass eaten by an Amazonian-like woman.