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Mother Trains her New Daughter!
TJ Ryder
http://www.midnightx.com/
Like most what i will call with some self flattery 'successful
t-gyrls' i had the right genetics.
Even though my twin sister Tammy is fraternal, not identical, we
are very much alike. And she is hot! It is no coincidence that I have
tried to pass as her because while growing up she was my role model and my
boss;
my mother always leaving her in charge when she was out.
I am 5'5", 145 lbs, slim, small boned, no beard line at all,
never had to shave and went through depilation anyway. My adams
apple is not protuberant like a lot of skinny guys but I had to
admit it had to be done, the one operation I dreaded.
I was of course totally sub to my sister by the time I was in puberty,
and dominated through high school. But I was still a boy, dressed, acted,
went to sports, had the same interests. I was never swish!
I was a great runner, but freshman year I got my arm broken trying out
for football and both mother and sister forbade any further sports.
So I was a manager for the football team, and since the public school's
jocks were mostly big black studs, it was assumed that I was part of the
unofficial worship society of future Jim Browns called the 'managers' and
the cheerleaders, most all of us white. I was getting turned on by the
subtle and not so subtle pitches and the huge jock pouches I saw displayed.
But I also lusted for a friend of my sister, a cheerleader from another
school. That was a problem because I didn't know how much sis had
been telling her.
"Danny!" I heard my sister's voice as soon as I came home from school
calling from her bedroom. I was hoping I could get in and out before she
got home but as usual it was probably some more harassment.
"What is it, sis?" She was sitting in front of her dressing table only
wearing panties and turned and frowned at me. I swallowed as I looked
at the sides of her big firm breasts and she knew I lusted for her, even
though she would never let me do anything about it.
"Do you remember how mother told you to address me properly?"
I swallowed, "Y-yes ma'am!" I said meekly! To my surprise she didn't
use that mistake to have me lie across her bed with my pants dropped while
she picked up her cane! Something was up!
"I-I might need another favor this weekend, actually! So, we need
to do your hair again!"
I groaned! Just as I thought! And of course that mean't shaving my
legs!
"Um, ma'am, I'm not trying to cause trouble, but if you didn't dye your
hair, then I wouldn't have to do that. And besides, what will people think
if they see us both together with the same hair color right after the
weekend?"
Her mouth tightened a little, "are you saying you won't do it?"
"I'm just saying people will catch on! If you don't mind that!"
"I think maybe you should lie across the bed for a while!" Well, that
was that! An hour later with a sore bottom Mom came home from her job,
and Tammy wasted no time in telling her why I was punished.
My eyes were still red when Mom came into my room, frowning. I was busy
looking busy doing my homework as if they would help my credibility! I told
her my side of the story, and to my surprise and short lived relief, she
took my side.
I loved the look on Tammy's face when mom said I was right.
"Okay kids, we have to discuss this, because it is getting out of hand!"
"Oh, mom!" Tammy whined.
"Nope, your brother can't be really passable until the term ends and he
changes schools. All my friends agree that screwing it up by being impatient
is bad for everyone!"
"So, well, what do I do?" Tammy cried. "I have a date this Saturday
night!
I promised! Danny just has to work my shift at the bookstore!"
I groaned, the
whole shift! My whole Saturday night!
"Wigs!" Mom announced, this time both my sister and I groaned. We both
hated wigs!
"WIGS!" She repeated. "Nothing else will work at this stage and you know
it,
honey! It's either that or you put your hair color back the way it was!
There's
three more days of school, so whoever your'e going out with this
weekend...!"
"Dushawn," Tammy said, "he likes blondes!"
"Your natural color is almost blonde anyway, just like your brother's!"
I couldn't believe it but in almost 3 years I finally scored one, but
how short lived it was!
"Okay, now, that's settled, and tonight wer'e making some more changes,
because, Danny, your sister as usual is becoming impatient!" I nodded
with resignation.
An hour later, Tammy, still in only panties, and myself, wearing a pair
of her panties under one of her skirts, with a sleeveless hi necked top
over my falsies, stood side by side under mother's critical eye in front
of her large dressing table mirror.
"Not too bad, honey," mom said about her hair. She looked at me
closely from the back and sides.
"Your eye shadow is not the same! And you must be better with
the lip gloss!"
'Yes mom!"
"But, actually, turn around, nope, you can't wear that skirt!"
I liked that skirt but Tammy naturally spoke up.
"He could if he didn't have a hardon! OOh, let's whip it
down for him tonight, mother!" I gasped, but she said nothing,
except to pull Tammy sideways so she could look at her own gorgeous
bottom in panties next to my backside in her form fitting skirt.
My tight square male buttocks were similar to hers,just not as full
or heart shaped. I didn't have a girl's butt yet! I wasn't scheduled
for cosmetics until the term ended!
"Oh, I see! Really, how much longer must it be before he can
pass, mother?"
"Not much longer dear! When is your last day of the term in your
school, Danny?"
"Um, ah, I-I don't know, mother!"
"I don't think that's true. Are you having second thoughts about
the very expensive cosmetic operations I am treating you to?"
"Um-n-no, um, of course not, mother!" I wilted under her look,
and shuddered as she nodded and began undoing her blouse, even as Tammy
grinned. When she was nude except for her bikini panties and heels,
she turned to me and asked me with a smile to remove all my clothes.
"Are we going to punish him, mom? I think we really should!"
AFter hanging up the clothes, taking as much time as I could,
I stood nude before the women, Tammy naturally snickering, because
try as I might, the gorgeous bodies in front of me made me erect!
To my surprise, mother leaned forward, making me flinch as her soft
strong hand cupped my testicles! Moving her palm around, she
made me squirm as she hefted and squeezed each ball sac in her warm
hand, making me even harder though.
"Just as I thought," she smiled, " and then moved her hand up, and
grasped my thick shaft, making me gasp and moan as she squeezed and
lightly stroked me. She could make me spray in a second and we both
knew it.
"Don't be difficult now, Timmy!" I shook my head but I wasn't
doing anything. Even so, Tammy came up behind me and clicked my
wrists in handcuffs! But the feeling of her warm breasts and hard
nipples on my back made me sigh!
"Sissy's not going to be difficult, is he?" She wanted me to.
"N-no ma'am!" She frowned a little at that.
"What are we going to do, mom?"
"Well, honey, his testes are really too full, his erection will
be hard to put in a chastity belt now!" I shuddered at that.
"Oh, goody, are we going to spoon him then, I love doing that!"
I trembled as she paused in thought. 'I suppose we could, but
then again I do think he needs a nice milking, because that will
squirt some of his naughty juice out, won't it, sissy?" She asked
with a smile and squeeze of both balls, slightly twisting it,
as my voice broke!
(Gasp!) "Y-yes, gasp, yes mother!"
Tammy frowned, she adored using a wooden spoon on my balls, but
mother consoled her with a kiss on her lips.
"I know your'e disappointed, honey, so why don't use Pancho
while I milk him?" I groaned and she smiled.
"Oh, thank you darling!" She pranced over to her bedroom
and soon returned wearing her favorite strapon, a black veined
rubber phallus she called Pancho! But in her right hand she
had another one, 'Pancho's Cow'! Oh no!
'Pancho's cow' was first used by mother to train me, and normally
it would be filled with mother's milk, but mom has been dry for years,
even though I was nursed until well after I could remember it.
"Do you want to, mother?"
She shook her head, frowning a little, "I don't think I can,
darling. Could you this time?"
"Sure," she smiled brightly, "and she slipped her panties down
and half squatted over the opened end of the rubber phallus, a
rubber membrane ziplock bag, and sighed, and soon, a yellow stream
appeared, as I licked my lips as she pissed and pissed, smiling at my
wide eyes as she absolutely filled the bag up, and then zipped it shut.
"Sissy's got a real treat to earn today!"
"Very good, darling, now hook him up!"
She loved attaching the straps to the back of my head, and then
inserting the business end, which looked like an uncircumcized huge black
phallus. I couldn't help but blush as I unconsciously began sucking, even
though the tiny hole in the back made it difficult to drink. Both women
laughed as I sucked, sighing with the first taste of her warm piss.
My first milking was probably like most early stage t-gyrls. Mother
had her breast in my mouth as I laid across her lap as she masturbated me.
Later she used a finger or two in my mouth and with the other masturbated
me until I was about to cum, and then stopped and teased me several times.
If it was just her, she might use Pancho and Pancho's cow, and with
one hand reach around to squeeze my balls when she felt I had earned it!
But when Tammy got into the act it was more like a humiliating spectacle.
Bending over and facing Mother as she sat on the edge of the bed, my
wrists cuffed in back, I shuddered at the feeling of the cold vaseline
applied to my anus by Tammy. Even so, I opened as wide as I could, anxious
for Pancho now, even though it would be sweet agony and humiliation
beore we were finished. Pancho sometimes had its own attachment, so
the first time I got it and milked it properly, I was rewarded with the
spray of warm water into my bowels at the same time Mother squeezed my
balls hard enought to emit a pale stream of cum onto the tile of the
bathroom.
"Oooh, Sissy feels tight, mother!"
"Oh, not for long, isn't that right, sissy?"
"MMMMFFPFFFFF!" I writhed after Tammy positioned the broad circumcised
cock knob on my anus, gripped my shoulders, and slowly began to push.
Sobbing, moaning, writhing and shuddering, trying to keep sucking on
the phallus in my mouth for fear of more punishment, and it would happen
too in an instant, I was barely aware of the women talking and giggling
and laughing as they spent a very pleasant hour breaking me down.
The first time they made me cry out was when Tammy as usual used her
long fingernails and squeezed and twisted my nipples.
"Come on slut, Suck that cock, use your mouth and ass now!"
I was a totally sub open receptive slut as I drained the bag with my
mouth, took Pancho balls deep, feeling the rubber balls slap against
my buttocks, as mother looked on with approval, as she squeezed my hardon.
"Drink, darling, finish your drink. Think of a big black buck emptying
in your mouth, while you milk another big buck's dick in your slut ass!
Won't that be nice? That's what sissy sluts do for their betters!"
Groaning, I couldn't help but think of that anyway. As much as I loved
drinking their piss, I still wished it was a big spurting black cock!
As soon as mother saw the bag deflate as I sucked, sweating heavily,
and felt me about to cum, I wanted to beg her to cum for real, but
smiling triumphantly, she reached down with both hands and squeezed my
heavy balls, looking into my eyes for a reaction.
"MMMMFFPPFFFFAAIGHHHH!" She squeezed, and a pale squirt from my
prostate was milked out over her bare thighs, touching her moist cunt
with hot droplets as she milked me like a cow.
AS Tammy unhooked me, Mother patted my head,
"I know you wanted to cum for real, honey, but that's just not for slut
sissyboys like you to do. If your'e a good slut you might have a sympathy
orgasm when a black man cums in you and then you'd feel like you earned
it, now wouldn't you?"
Panting and sweating, my anus feeling sore and stretched, my balls
aching and my cock finally limp, I nodded and in a strange way, it made
sense. I could have masturbated several times and gotten away with it,
and she knew it!
AFter I had my cuffs taken off, Tammy smugly handed me my maid's cap
and lace apron, and proudly showed my white buttocks to mother, who
admired the read cane marks accentuating my gaping angry red anus as I
looked in the dresser mirror.
"That's really a nice picture, for a slut sissy!"
"Very nice, honey, think what it will look like with a little cosmetics,
a heart shaped bottom like your sister! Just think of the powerful black
superiors needing to bury their big cocks in you!"
The rest of the evening was my performing a rather stiff painful maid
service to them, but I couldn't get her words out of my mind. I was proud
to have milked both black phalluses that way. Most of the guys my age
couldn't take a thick 10 incher yet!
The next day I wore my chastity belt and buttplug combination at Tammy's
insistence, and she snapped at me several times.
"For crying out loud, stupid! How many times do I have to show you
how to fold my things!" SLAP! AAhhhhh! I put my hand to my
face, tears forming already because she had given me a good one!
"Oh shush, now, let me see that!" She frowned and cursed. "That
better be gone by Saturday or I'll have to put makeup on it. SHIT!"
"What's wrong, sis?" I took a chance, and she took a deep breath
and raised her hand again, but finally paused and sighed.
"It's you, stupid! Mom says I can't get the things I want until
after your surgery!" Actually I felt kind of bad for that!
'Oh, what is it you want?"
'Well, for starters, pretty much all my friends have tongue studs
and nipple rings and pierced ears!"
"So does mother, " I replied, "I thought she didn't mind you having
that!"
"You are so dense! How could you double for me if I got them now!"
I gasped, she was right, I was holding her up, and there is no doubt
as soon as I got my cosmetics I'd be getting the exact same look as both
her and mother! A tongue stud pretty much advertises your'e a walking
suckmouth at school!
******************************************
Kwazi Mfune High School is not really a t-gyrl paradise, cuz it's
still high school. Kids have prejudices. It's not to say there aren't
a few t-gyrls, even a few black ones and most of the students are black!
After my cosmetics I couldn't be a football team manager which I was very
disappointed in, because from my first day I started my full time life
as a passable fem! I do wear a pleated skirt over my panty covered crotch,
which after all the protein shakes and exercises mother made me do is
pretty hefty for a white boy my size, too bulgy for a normal skirt;
and I wear a discreet neclace that says She-He! That's the code so I don't
lead some stud on to pretend he discovered I'm not a real fem and kill me!
But when I say discreet, when you have 38 D cup beauties and wear low
cut slut outfits like all girls do in this place, guys will be checking
out my cleavage all the time and they can't help but see the medallion.
My tongue studs are very common in this community, so that's no problem.
Two weeks later I was shopping with aunt Clarice, who I normally wouldn't
think of as an aunt because she was my mother's youngest sister and barely
older
than I am; except for the fact she was a few inches taller, wore spike
heels,
and besides being domme was a notoriously sadistic, stuck-up, butt-bully!
I hated the shopping because that was when she always requested my services,
but I couldn't go in drag, was hard work, and I never could decide if the
end result was worth the effort, not that I had any choice.
I mean aunt Clarice is a beautiful young woman, not long out of college,
engaged even to some guy, but hasn't given up the particular dominance she
has done with me with mom's tacit approval for years. I just don't know
what to make of her some times.
I was still helping her in the Schwab's women's fitting room unzip and
try
things on, getting occasional looks from a salesclerk who smiled as she
saw how Clarice bossed me around. Problem was, Clarice has a big firm
bottom
and big firm breasts, and that didn't leave much room in the small room,
especially since I had a rock for the last half hour.
"Hurry up, Danny!"
"I'm trying, ma'am!"
"You wouldn't think so! I'm hurrying because of you, partly, you know!"
I looked at her, licking my lips and trying not to look at her luscious
bottom in the tight leather miniskirt I just zipped up.
"Yes," she smiled, "I'm trying to be considerate of your time because
your mother asked me to!"
"Really, um, thanks, but...!"
She turned her bottom from my face and smiled down at me kneeling
in the small booth, "because she thinks you need another lesson today,
didn't you know that?"
I gasped, unable to think!
"And besides I enjoy that too, and have been out of town for several
days on a road trip!"
Continued at http://midnightx.com/
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