Sissy fiction double chris d


Warm sunshine poured in through the back of the station wagon as it sped past the
suburban sprawl and Chris felt himself beaming back with satisfaction. It had worked! He
couldn ‘t move yet, the muscle inhibitor still inhabiting his muscles, but as sure as there

if was a young man dolled up next to him in a short summer dress with slutty platform heels
on the ends of a pair of freshly waxed legs, it had worked. The girls up front chattered 4
happily and sang along with rock-radio while he fantasised about what his reward would
be for helping them lure their victim. Sure, it was a small task, slipping the drug into the
guy’s beer, but it had come with a degree of risk. What if he ‘d been spotted?! He ‘d been
surprised when his own body had begun to stiffen up but he ‘d quickly appreciated the
girls ‘ ingenuity. If he appeared to be an equal victim in the scheme, the other guy…the
real target would never suspect that he was in on it. The hot one. Paris maybe. must havc‘
slipped the drug into his beer when she handed it to him and explained her plan. So there
they had been, two guys growing increasing limp against the bar, when the girls came
over. Like anyone picking up a date, they had helped the boys out into the parlu’ng lot and J
begun the transformations in the shade behind their station wagon. Even though he had
by now figured out they were hiding his participation. he was still a little taken aback
when they started taking his clothes off too, replacing his shorts with lacy panties and
waxing his legs…their dedication even went as far as applying make up and a wig. He
was impressed…impressed and excited. If they were willing to go this far now, just
imagine how far they would go to reward him..

The station wagon chugged over a pothole and Christopher wished that his muscles
weren ‘t so stiff so that he could shift into a more comfortable position, or at least move his
bare legs out of the baluing sun… Still, it would be worth it, he was sure: The lengths he
had gone to in order to help reel in the poor sap lying next to him in the leggings and
platform sandals for those girls would definitely not be going unnoticed. They had
approached him in the parlu’ng lot as he was about to enter the bar, two of them..’.young
and unbelievably good-loolu’ng. They had pointed out the one they wanted, they didn ‘t
say why but a flirty wink and a promised reward was all it took. These girls were
something else..’. He didn ‘t know why they didn ‘t just drug the guy themselves…no man in

their right red-blooded mind would be paying too much attention to their pint of beer with
those babes around… Maybe they wanted to reward him, he would have smiled to himself
but the muscle inhibitor kept his cosmetic laden face frozen in place. He hadn ‘t expected
to be drugged too, but he wasn ‘t too shocked either. It was a good plan…two girls and a
guy helping one other man between them would have looked strange…the even numbers

made it more passable. He could have done without being stuffed in a summer dress but it
would be worth it in the end. He heard the girl driving laugh excitedly about a sex
dungeon or something and his mind raced over what they might have planned for the
other guy, he was glad not to be in his heels..‘. The car slowed and seemed to be turning

into a gravel parluing area just as Ahe started to get a little sensation back in his toes.
Excellent…he didn ‘t want to be’numb for his reward.. He lifted one heeled foot slightly to

get the blood flowing and looked forward to getting back in his own clothes.

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Crossdresser fictionthe betrayal of lara lake


Detectives Rocky Law and taro Lake stood just inside the derelict room to which
they ‘d been summoned. The abandoned building was declared safe but with
splintered wood and bare electrical wiring everywhere, it looked anything but…
Across the room, standing beside the old public telephone that had been used
to call them, stalked a feminine figure dressed in pale leather. blonde locks
flowing over tanned shoulders. Another one, they could only assume… Lara
spotted a small tape-recorder with an accompanying white feather lying on the
bare floorboards in front of them and before her partner could stop her, she
gleefully scooped in up and pressed play…

Dear Anton, i wont to play a game. For nearly an year now you have been
running a tidy little scum, renting out apartments that don ‘t exist in buildings
that aren ‘t in use to unsuspecting saps. By the time anyone realises, you are
long gone with their deposibleaving their wollets as empty as your promises.
You might have thought advertising in neighborhoods with low English fluency
was a safe route…easy money…risk-free…so how about we moire things a Httle
tougher for you? You have been fitted with a state-of-the-art female bodysuit
that in four hours will bond permanently to your skin, unlessuunless, you
complete a very special task forme. This quaintlittleroomis missing some
torrents, don’t you think tliow about wearronge a little showing tlwont you to
call the pollee…speciflcally Detectives Rocky Law and taro Lake. You shouldn ‘t
have to ask twice, they know all about my little games. At least you should
hope not because if they ‘re not here in four hours, you ‘ll be doing more than
just letting that cute little body I’ve put you in…

I did it…they’re here!!’ the woman that was apparently Anton began to call
out to noone in particular as the two detectives stared at each other in surprise.
Had they wolked into a trap? Without warning, the slender babe started to
writhe and convulse, shaking and tearing at her own flesh as Rocky and Laro
realised they were watching the definitive end of Anton ’s life as a man. He let
out a terrified scream, trembling in horror before finally it was over and he was
staring at his audience blonkly through defeated eyes.

Looks like someone’s sold you a lie… ‘ Lara smirked at the clearly devastated
criminal. Rocky gestured to her to be quiet but she ignored him and began to
stroll towards Anton, a mocking expression pasted across her face. ‘I must say I
approve of your ‘renovations’… ‘ The fraudster seemed to scowl with his angelic
new face and with a burst of movement, he stumbled on his ridiculous platform
heels over to the fuse box to his right and slammed down the master lever,
plunging the entire building into thick darkness. Moments later there were two
heavy thud sos the detectives slurnped to the floor sedated…

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