("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 1999. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My Dad, My Pimp by PRose1222 (prose1222@prodigy.net) *** His parents catch a teenage boy cross-dressing and their solution to the problem is to make his body conform to his choice of clothing. Since the family make the money by prostituting the daughter, now they had another child they could offer gay johns. (Mm-teen, underage, 1st-gay- expr, inc, cd, tg, huml, prost) *** I was fifteen when I got caught wearing my sister's clothes. My father was furious seeing his son dressed as a girl and he read me the riot act. He put me across his knee, lifted the skirt I was wearing, pulled down the pink lace panties, and spanked me as hard as he could with his hand. When he was done my ass was a bright crimson and it hurt to sit even on soft cushions. Following a brief discussion with my mother, they decided to keep me dressed as a girl and send me to a school dance that night with my sister. "If you wanted to see what it is like to dress as a girl then you should have to let others see you too and experience what it really means to be a girl." Mother insisted on curling my hair and applying a full array of makeup to my face as well as painting my fingernails and toenails a bright red. It was also decided that I needed to make the necessary alterations to my body to conform with my choice of clothing. This meant shaving my leg s, underarms, and chest. They debated having me pierce my ears, but chose not to since there were some clip-on type earrings for me to wear. They had me wear a control top pantyhose to help hide the bulge between my legs. They insisted that I had to wear the highest heeled shoe they could find in my sister's closet. I could not believe the reflection I saw in the mirror when they were done with my transformation. They had seemingly eliminated the boy and turned me into a fairly attractive girl. My appearance was that of a female, but my movements and mannerisms were distinctly male. The rest of the afternoon was then spent on lessons in being feminine. I learned to walk in the four inch high heels using short feminine steps and letting my ass sway freely. I managed to master sitting in a short skirt and cross and uncross my legs without showing anyone my panties. Other lessons included gestures such as tossing my head and brushing the hair out of my eyes, as well as wrist movements, holding my hands in my lap, and speaking utilizing feminine phrases and participating in "girl talk" including how to flirt with boys. In spite of all the lessons, I was convinced that when my sister and I left for the dance that I was going to get caught. I was a nervous wreck when I accepted my first dance. As he led me to the dance floor, I was sure that this is what was going to give me away. I thought about how I had pleaded for a reprieve from my punishment, how they laughed at me and said, "You sealed your own fate by putting on a dress in the first place. You should be glad that we don't make you do more as a girl than just go to a school dance. Would you prefer we sent you on a date with a specific boy? Perhaps you would rather join your mother and sister on the street as a prostitute where you could suck cocks and get fucked all night?" Their threats were real ones. Mother was the main source of income working as a prostitute. That was how she had met my father and he has been her pimp ever since. He also pimps for my sister on weekends. They could just as easily put me on the street instead of having me go to the dance. As humiliated as I felt I knew it was not the worst they could do t o me as punishment. I wasn't really sure what made me try on my sister 's clothes in the first place. I guess it was just a bit of curiosity. I would watch her and mother and notice how pretty they were in their skimpy but sexy outfits as they headed out to work the streets. I was amazed at all the attention my father gave them and how little of his attention that I got. Their clothes were different from mine. They were softer and brighter. I wondered what they would feel like to wear. I also wondered if I would as pretty as my sister and mother in them. I also wondered if I could get some of my father's attention if I wore them. As I tried them on, new sensations overwhelmed me. I began to fantasize. I was lost in my new dream world and lost track of time as I enjoyed the id ea of being a girl. I was on the sofa watching a soap opera as I had often seen mother and Sandy do, when my father walked in on me. He immediately called for my mother and sister to come see the little "sissy" as he began punishing me. I had wanted his attention, and I was getting it -- full force! As a result, here I was walking onto the dance floor with another boy, while wearing my sister's party dress. It was very awkward in many ways. I found it kind of exciting to have them believe I was the pretty girl t hey thought I was. It was nice to be asked to dance and I was even asked to go on a date by a couple of them. I was flattered and even a little interested, but knew better than to accept a date with any of them. I was in enough trouble at home already. I didn't need to invite any more. The more time I spent in the female role, the more I liked being a girl... I think it was because of all the attention I was receiving. The kids in school basically ignored me as a boy. I was also turned on by the feeling of the female clothing against my body. I knew I would spend more time as a girl, but I would have to try to do it in secret. The hours passed quickly and soon the dance came to an end. My father was there to pick us up. "How did it feel being a girl, Sissy Boy? Did you have fun dancing with the real boys? Anybody ask you out on a date? Your mother and I have had a talk while you were here at the dance. We have surprise for you when we get home." I tried to lie to him and not let him know how much fun I really had. My sister told him how everyone had hung around me and that I danced almost every dance. She even told him that I had been asked out by a few of the boys. I was forced to admit that some of it had been fun, but said I was glad that it was over. I wasn't, but I thought that is what he wanted to hear. "It is not over yet, sissy boy. I think you'll enjoy the surprise we have for you. We'll see then when it will be over." I walked in the door and was led into my parents room. Mother was sitting with her camera in hand. I had to pose fully clothed and then strip to my underwear for some "bedroom photos". Then it was time for the ultimate humiliation. "Well, sissy boy, you wanted to be a girl, and a girl is what you shall be. Women are here to please men and provide a sex outlet for them. Your sister was fifteen when I changed her from a girl into a woman and now I am about to do the same for you. The only difference from being a girl to being a woman is experience. A girl has not yet fulfilled her place with a man where a woman has. "Once a girl has shared a bed and been fucked by a man then she becomes a woman. Tonight you are going to become a woman. When you put on that dress and stepped out of being a boy, you told the world to treat you as a girl and asked to become a woman to please men and all that goes with it. Now kneel before me and pay homage to my manhood." I knelt as instructed in shock and horror as he undid his belt and zip per, letting his pants fall to the floor. His penis was released and staring me face to face. He was huge! I was terrified. My cock was virtually nonexistent compared to his. I begged them not to make me go any further and release me from my punishment but they just laughed. "See how magnificent a cock your father has, sissy boy? have you ever seen another one so gorgeous? I have seen many, but your father's is the best I have ever seen. It is something to be admired and worshipped. Just relax, honey, and go with the flow. This is the tool of a real man. It is not like that puny thing between your legs. "I wouldn't even call what you have a penis. It is more like a girl's clitoris and I do know a few women that have clitorises larger than you. If you had developed a penis then I would have made a man out of you on your fifteenth birthday, but instead you are about to become a woman and learn how to satisfy a real man. I guess that under the circumstances this is more fitting for a sissy boy like you. Go ahead and honor a real cock by starting with a kiss. "Take it in your hand. Fondle it. Explore it. Make love to it. Kiss and tickle his balls. Use your tongue to lick that big thick lollipop. Open your mouth and let it slide inside. Tilt your head a little more and relax your throat. You are learning to be a good cock sucker, sissy boy. It is easy to see that you are enjoying this. Wait until later when he fucks you with it and then we'll talk about real enjoyment." I swallowed hard and then went to work sucking my father's cock. Mother was right. His cock was something to be admired and I wanted to be the girl. I wanted him to be pleased with the way I sucked his cock. I did the best I could and my mouth went up and down his thick juicy piece of meat. When I started I thought that it was going to taste terrible, but I was pleasantly surprised. It was salty and yet it had a sweetness to it. I couldn't wait to get the load of cum from him. I continued to do as mother instructed and I noticed dad begin moaning and soon I felt spurt after spurt of his rich cream filling my mouth and I struggled to g et every drop of it. I continued to suck even after he softened. I wanted more. I actually got excited when he became hard again. "Now lay on your back and we will complete your transition from a girl to a woman. I'll be as gentle as I can, but I am afraid there is always a little pain in every first time. It soon turns into a pleasure you will want repeated over and over." I removed my panties and lay upon the bed. My legs were raised high into the air and placed over my father's shoulders. They were spread wi de for him. I was nervous as he began pushing his cock into my asshole. I felt it tear open for him. The pain was incredible and I screamed in both terror and pain. He inched it in a little at a time, pausing each time I screamed so I could catch my breath and get used to it. I don't know how he managed, but after only a few minutes he had worked it all the way in. He paused briefly for me to relax and then began to ease it out. He repeated this process slowly several times until it no longer hurt... Just as I had been told, it had become pleasurable. He picked up the pace, fucking me hard and fast. I cried out for him to go faster and harder. "It feels so wonderful inside me. Faster, dad, stuff me with that cock of yours! I need it so badly. I want to be a woman tonight. Fuck me harder! Cum inside me and fill me with your manhood." I continued to beg him to go deeper. He continued to drive his cock into me until he was ready to shoot his load. He grabbed my hips and made one final plunge, shoving it as deep as it would go. He held it there. I felt every spasm as his cock emptied his warm cream into my bowels. I was in a state of ecstasy as he collapsed on top of me. We lay there together until he softened and slipped out of me. My father then rolled on to his back to relax. I still wanted more so I lifted myself up and crawled between his legs to lick any residue that I could find. To my amazement and his, he began to get hard a third time. It was mother who interrupted us from going at it once again. She brought us back to reality that I was being punished and humiliated. She made me beg my father to fuck me again and she had me agree to remain a girl for the entire weekend in return for his favor. I had enjoyed being fucked so much and wanted it so badly that I would have agreed to anything to have him fill me once again. "Since you will be a woman for the rest of the weekend, your father can have his sexual needs met by you tomorrow night while your sister and I are out turning tricks. As a final degradation, sissy boy, you will have to eat all the cum from our pussies when we get home in the morning. "We told you that you would want to get fucked again once you experienced a real man's cock. There is nothing like a good hard cock inside you is there? It is every woman's dream to be with a real man. Considering that puny thing between your legs you will probably be better off remaining as a woman. Especially since you enjoy being fucked so much you are willing to beg for it and trade away your manhood to get it. "When this weekend is over, I know you are going to have such a satisfied ass from the fuckings that you'll be receiving and I know you are going to dress up again. Just a word of warning, don't let us catch you doing it." My father again laid me upon my back, raised and spread my legs and wasted no time plunging deep into my ass. His cock slid in easily and we soon fell into a rhythm as my hips moved to meet his thrusts. I felt no pain and experienced nothing but pure pleasure. He fucked me hard, fast and long. My own cock had not been touched at all that night, but as he continued to pump in and out it ejaculated all over my legs. I shuddered from the climax. My father took no notice and continued to work his cock in and out of my ass. When he finally exploded inside of me, I shuddered once again as another load escaped from my own cock. We collapsed together and remained in an embrace until he softened and slipped out of my a ss. He rolled on his back and I deftly moved down to clean his cock. I had hoped to get him hard once more, but it was not to be. "Let your father rest now, honey. There will be plenty more for you tomorrow and Sunday. Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed. We can have a little girl talk at the same time." She took me into my sister's room after having me shower and use a douche in my ass to clean out my father's semen. She whispered something to my sister which caused Karen to giggle. Karen went to her nightstand and got something out of the drawer. "Here you go little sister. It is called, 'the satisfier'. It was the present mother gave to me on the night Daddy took my cherry. Now I am passing it onto you on the night he has taken yours. it is not the same as having a real one fill you, but it sure can fill in the gaps when one is not available. Let me show you how it works." She had me lay on my back, grip it at its base, and work it in and out of my ass. it felt good and I got into a nice rhythm with it. My sister and mother laughed at me for wanting to be fucked so badly. They looked at each other and acknowledged there was a new girl in the family. They knew I would be using the dildo all the time and dressing as a girl again. My sister decided to show me another little trick with the dildo before having me dress in a pink satin baby-doll nightie and going off to bed. "I sleep like a baby and wake up horny when I do this, Sissy. Push it in as deep into your pussy as it will go. Now turn on the switch at the bottom. I love the vibrations. It feels wild, doesn't it? Leave it there all night and enjoy the feeling. Here is a nightie for you to wear that should make you feel a bit sexy, Cecilia. In the morning I'll help you choose an outfit to do chores in and one for later that will please Daddy." "Goodnight girls. Sweet dreams, sissy boy. I hope that dildo keeps you satisfied and I can't wait until we catch you dressed again. We'll be waiting and watching. I've got some ideas for your next excursion into womanhood. Be prepared for total humiliation." I took my sister's advice and left the dildo in my ass with the vibrator turned on. I was surprised how relaxed it made me feel. She was right I slept like a baby all night long, but in the morning I was horny as hell and wanted desperately to be fucked. I didn't have the urge to jack off like most other mornings. This feeling was different. I wanted my ass filled with a cock. I wanted to be a woman and be filled, not do the filling. I really couldn't believe how strong the urge was. I went into my sister's room to get dressed and we began to talk. I told he r how I felt and soon we were discussing why I dressed in her clothes in the first place. I opened up to her like I've never done with anyone i n the past. she seemed so sincere and friendly that I told her everything including wanting Daddy's attention. "Well, Sissy, how much would it be worth to you if I arrange for you to get fucked right now? Would you be willing to do my chores as well as yours? How about going on a double date to the senior prom attending as a girl? That means your date would be a guy." I wanted it so bad that I agreed to anything she wanted without even thinking about the consequences. She put an agreement down in writing that I would do her chores and go to the prom as a girl and with a date. I signed it and she went into her nightstand as she had the night before pulling out another dildo. This one was attached to a harness which she quickly strapped to her body. I was in amazement as I stared at the cock between her legs. She made me lubricate it with my saliva wanting to see how good a cocksucker I had become. When I had made it good and moist, s he announced that it was time for me to get the fucking that was coming t o me. I laid on my back and spread my legs as I had done for my father. "You're a bitch in heat, Sissy, so I want to treat you as one and do you doggy style. I am going to fuck your ass until you have an orgasm, bitch. That should take care of your need for a while. I wonder what mot her is going to do when she sees you in a prom gown next Friday? Remember her warning? We have an agreement and I'm not letting you out of it. I like having a sister instead of a brother. "Knowing mother, she'll keep you as a girl all next weekend too. I also think she'll give you permission to go to the all night beach party with us after the prom. I know she'll make sure you get a good fucking and I think she mentioned that next time she would take you to get a perm. That will give you a girl's hairdo for a month or two. What do you think she will do, Sissy?" I felt so humiliated as she continues taunting me as she fucked me hard and fast. I was extremely surprised as I ejaculated all over her sheet s without being touched. She made me lick up my cum before helping me clean up and dress in a halter top, red satin hot pants, and high heeled sandals. She pulled my hair into a pony tail and escorted me down to breakfast. She immediately showed mother the agreement that I had signed and I saw a wicked smile come across mother's face. She then told me that once I put on the dress to go to the prom I was going to be fair game for her and my father's wrath. I just hung my he ad and acknowledged that there was no way out of it and wondered what they had turned me into, or did we just find out together that this was my true identity all along? I asked what they were going to do to me after the prom and if there was any chance of a reprieve? My father walked into the room as I asked the question and demanded to know what was going on. He was shown the signed agreement and he nearly flew off the handle as he stated that if I went through with going to the prom, and since there was a signed agreement that I would not be let out of, that I would spend the weekend as a girl and this time I not only would satisfy my father sexually but my date as well. I was also informed that I would share in all the "woman's work" around the house as well as dress as a girl to go buy my prom gown and that I would have to wear girl's underclothes all week even under my male outer clothes and that I must wear only dresses at home. I protested when they extended my punishment to include the entire week. They just laughed and said I should have been a bit more discreet in my agreements, but that by signing such an agreement I made myself available for whatever punishment they decided upon and that if I didn't stop arguing they would dress me as a girl the entire time and not allow me male outer clothing at any time including school. They also said that if I didn't watch myself I would find myself out on the streets with my mother and sister turning tricks. What could I do? I shut up immediately. It then became my duty to wash the breakfast dishes and begin doing the laundry. I did all the household duties assigned to me that day. Basically I was treated as a hired maid and even had to serve them as they made requests for soda, coffee or snacks. I didn't dare complain as I knew they were just looking for a reason to increase my punishment. My father also used me sexually several times during the day, and I definitely wouldn't complain about that as he fully satisfied me and I hoped that I had satisfied him. That evening my mother and sister headed out to make some money on the streets and I was left with my father to be his for the evening. They did ask me if I would like to turn a few tricks of my own, but I was afraid of what would happen if anyone out there found out that I was not a real woman. Street queens have been known to turn up injured or dead. I did not want to be amongst them. "Don't worry dear you will get your turn on the street and we'll make sure you are safe, well trained and satisfied. You two have a good night." As soon as they drove off, father wasted no time and took me straight to the bedroom. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 69