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Sissymaid Dollman!
TJ Ryder
http://www.midnightx.com/
Walter knew his wife was a witch even before they married!
Not just the derogatory term for a bitch but a for real WITCH!
magic, spells, everything!
And he knew her mother was also a witch! Once during an argument
his mother in law turned him into a naked 6-inch tall 'dollman'
in front of his wife and told him to get used to it if he wasn't
man enough to keep his wife from going black! Veronica's back
country mother was a little bit racist. However, after Veronica
turned him back to his slim small self on the ride back to the city
and apologized for what her mother did, he could tell she secretly
thought he was so cute looking up at her from the floor.
"Honey," she smiled, "I have to admit you looked soo cute with
that shocked expression on your face. But it really wasn't nice of
mom
to do that without my permission!"
'Without your permission,' he thought! 'what about HIS
permission?' but he didn't express it because for some reason he still
loved his gorgeous hill country blonde wife.
"But why do you always have to make her so mad?" he accused her.
"What do you mean?" she replied innocently.
"Why did you even have to tell her about our, well, marriage
lifestyle?"
"Lifestyle?" she smiled, "you mean my going out with black men?"
He groaned, the way she was so open about it. "Well, yeah. You
know
how she feels about it!"
"Oh, well, she suspected as soon as we got out of the car, even
before! She's a witch honey, like me. We can sense things about
people. She was real pissed and she took it out on you, poor dear!"
"But I knew you could do strange things but I didn't even dream
you could do that! And you and your mother were so poor when I
met you yet with all those powers!"
She sighed a little. "Most witches get into real trouble if
they use their powers for money, darling. That's why mom is so upset.
She was hoping my good little man would make us proud!"
"I - well, I work long hours dear!"
She patted his hand. "I know sweetie, and you were so nice about
taking that job at the club that I told you about!"
He groaned, that so far was the most humiliating thing she had made
him do.
"Honey, " she explained, "in our bloodline we are cursed!
We can't use our spells for anything that would make a nickel or
kill a single weed in the garden!"
Walter was thinking they never worked too hard either, but held his
tongue because the beautiful woman never liked
working very much, preferring to have a man earn the daily bread for
them.
However, while his wife did not work she guided him upward in
his career, to go from the service industry to a skilled waiter,
and then into the nightclub scene. Unfortunately, that was mostly
because of their new marital lifestyle of cuckolding.
**************************************************************
He wasn't all that surprised a couple of months later when she
asked him if he minded being reduced so he could reach inside the
dishwasher motor and retrieve a ring for her. After that she wasn't
in much of a hurry returning him to regular size. She also did it
when they travelled to save money on a motel room and they could
use a single bed. Of course there were sex games she played with
him then. She even had a special travel case, like a miniature
doll house. A couple of times he tried to make some money
at Las Vegas using this spell but it broke as soon as he mentioned
it to her. She smiled ruefully, telling him I told you so! Saving
money was one thing, making money another he guessed.
"Honey, you remember what you said you'd do?" The luscious
blonde smiled while touching up her makeup at her dressing table.
The slight smallish man groaned, feeling a hardon in his
silk bikini panties watching her get ready for her date while he
was getting ready for his club shift.
"But dear, I wasn't sure you were serious about that!"
"Well, of course I am, I mean we are, Jamahl and I! It would be so
nice if you were a dollman sometimes! I mean, (giggle) more
of a doll sized man than you already are!" She always made a dig at
his 5'5" slight build. Walter loved helping his luscious wife get
ready for her dates but when he pulled a shift at the Club Voodoo
he also had to get ready himself.
"I don't even know where the travel case is, honey, probably
the storage bin! We'd have to stop on the way to the club!"
She smiled and held up her fingers, putting one up.
"I know your'e uncomfortable thinking my black lover knows about
you and our little secret, but Jamahl is soo big and jealous, even of
you dear, that once he sees you as you,(giggle) are, well..."
He groaned as she smiled. "And you know I have a safe place
to store you until we get to the motel!" He sighed, getting hard,
thinking of being put into her damp panties for the ride! She noticed
and smirked!"
"But, my shift isn't over till midnight, and...!"
"Now dear, I helped you get that job because I told the manager
you were the perfect sissy cuckold in front of black men!" he groaned
at that while she smiled, thinking it was a compliment. "And after
I told Jamahl about some of the games we play when I come home from
our dates...!"
He gasped, and she patted his hand, her big breasts distracting
him, "don't be concerned, honey. Jamahl was pleased. I think he
was even kind of jealous, too!"
"But, honey, this has always been just about, well us!"
"But, dear, that isn't quite true. I think you should see how
happy I am with a big black man. A lot of white boy hubbies love to
see their wives fulfilled with what they can't give them!" he blushed
and sighed.
"And it's also for us, Jamahl and me. He says he loves to have
a white woman in front of a white boy but he is kind of defensive and
aggressive to most white men, even you when your'e regular size!"
(Sigh!)
"And for me too. Jamahl likes to put on a show with me in front of
white
men and I just love it!"
"Ooohhhhh!"
"Why be upset? You see the same thing every night at the Club?"
Moaning to himself, that was soo true!
"I tell you what, help me get dress and maybe we'll talk about it
later then!" This little talk had turned him on and also worried him.
On the ride to the club to drop him off and take the car and meet
her lover, he sat in the passenger seat and cleared his throat,
wondering
if the subject was over, and asked if she was going to pick him up
later after
work!
"I don't know what Jamahl has planned. Maybe we'll come in for a
drink!"
"OOhhhhh!" he sighed.
"Concerned, dear?"
"He hasn't seen me before, let alone, ummm!"
She smiled, "in your sissymaid costume at the Club? Don't worry,
he's been there before, he said, when he dated a rich woman last
year!"
************************************************************
In the employees dressing room, Walter nodded to another young
white
sissymaid, Trask, now called Trisha. Walter put on his name tag onto
the
thing he could, his left nipple ring. (Wussy). Standing in front of
the mirror, he put on his makeup, purple eyeshadow and lipstick, nail
and toe nail polish. Put his dog collar on! His lace maid cap!
Checked to make sure his genitals and pink backside was totally
hairless. And then looked around for the evening's dress.
"Ohhhhh sheeeeiittttt!" Seeing the purple ponytails.
"S'matter, Walt?" Trask said, one leg up on a stool while he
used a feminine razor around his scrotum.
"horsey time again already?" This was the most humiliating thing
in his opinion.
"Every second Friday night!"
"That makes it a chastity thing too?"
"Yup, just for show, but don't worry, you look good with those nice
filled up balls! They want to see nice blue balls on the whiteboys!"
Walter knew that the bluer the balls the bigger the tips, along
with doing any humiliating or painful scene the customer wanted.
"What section are we working in, do you know yet?"
"I'll swap if you like, I don't care!"
"Thanks, might take you up on it!"
Standing in 3 inche heels wearing only a garter belt , maids cap,
purple nylons,
chastity belt and ponytail buttplug waving from his pink moons, he
checked
his lipstick!
The chastity belt didn't conceal his little erection or
even stop it from fully inflating, but it did curve it under just
enough to
prevent an orgasm, and underneath it arched his big blue testicles out
for better viewing. Groaning, it would be obvious he wasn't allowed
to
have an ejaculation, which pleased the cheating white women and their
black
lovers so much! Many of the women who came to the Voodoo with their
lovers
did not have a cuckold relationship yet but enjoyed a white male
waiting
on them and their bulls. There were three sections to the main room
like
most nightclubs. One for singles, white women and black men without
dates,
one set of stand alone small tables near the dance floor and alcoves
for shadowed booths, that was the loveydovey area. The Club was on
the
top floor of a major hotel and later in the evening, the alcove is
where
interracial couples come down after sex. To Walter this was the most
challenging and hardest to wear a chastity belt, because the couples
are in their post coital makeout, and they like scening in front of
whiteboys. Sometimes he would be invited to do some cleanup
discreetly
making his balls ache even more, but it usually got a good tip.
Working the singles/ bar area he would probably get some pitches
from bi or gay black bulls or even from single women who wanted a
sissy
in their lives. Working the dance floor tables was a lot of work
and watching beautiful white woman grinding and shaking with a bull
was also HARD!
But nothing caused so much turnover among even the submissive
white sissy waiters as working the makeout section. This was a
sheltered low light booth area where interracial couples mostly
came who where taking rooms at the hotel, either before or after
they had sex.
The first time he worked this section he felt so
humiliated, seeing these gorgeous white women and their big black
bulls, their thick lips and long tongues inside those sweet
mouths, their big breasts being pinched and fondled.
He would stand their with the drink tray, trying not to disturb
them until they noticed them. That's the problem most waiters had.
The black manager, Darnell, spoke sternly to the whiteboys about
serving style.
"Listen now, sissies! Workin this section is different. You
might have to just stand there for a bit. The other sections the
idee is to take the order and deliver it and get back to the
bar for another order. There, they want sensitivity!"
Walter listened in front of the desk with 4 other whiteboy
waiters, all wearing pink bikini panties and garter bels and
nylons.
"Now some of de guests lahk to tease whiteboys an make out
wit dere niggas. We just need one waiter usually for
that section cus it ain't heavy demand, but sometimes you
gotta wait till they decide to take notice of you, unnerstan?"
"Yes sir!" he said.
His first shift there, Trash,(trisha) gave him some practical
advice. "This section is where most whiteboys lose it, so watch out!"
"Sounds easy though!"
"Yeah, well, fact is some of these whiteboys are just waiters
looking for good tips and go through the motions of being a sissy!
The makeout section forces em to either give it up or get another
job. I hope you work out cuz I'm the only one sometimes can work it
and I make better tips working the dance floor!"
"So, I don't get it!"]
"Listen, the orders are fewer and slower in that section;
the couples are in their own little worlds, get me? So when you
get a drink order and go there, they might be practically fucking
in the booth, sometimes they are but most likely not since they
are hotel guests and got a room anyway"
"So, you take your tray over to their table, and get close
enough so they notice you, but just stand there till they finish
okay? That's really all you have to do. Iv'e stood there for
almost ten minutes at a time. Eventually they finish and you
drop their order and come back!"
"Jeeez, that doesn't sound too hard!"
Trask smiled. "Yeah, well, sometimes they, especially the white
gal, well, they like to put on a show, tease you know? Now
sometimes we wear chastity belts, and they get a kick out of
seeing our little weenies stretch em out, make us uncomfortable!"
Walter groaned, imagining that, his wife sometimes had him help
her prepare for her dates with him in chastity.
"But its actually worse for some boys when we only wear panties!"
he warned.
"Why is that, wer'e not supposed to get hard?"
"No, not that, in fact they like to make whiteboys stiff, and
then the girls can compare our little wangs with the big black one
they had in their hands! No, the problem is not touching yourself
watching some really hot scenes, and maybe even staining your
panties right in front of them. Actually, a lot of couples love
teasing a whiteboy into just creaming in their panties right in
front of them!"
The image made Walter blush.
His first night working that section was as humiliating as he was
warned, because he wore only sheer bikini panties. Walking
with a drink order to to this booth where a megababe blonde was
sitting close with a giant black pro ball player, his big hands
fondling her, he did as Trash advised, got close enough for them
to notice, but that was also close enough so they could see him
close. His pantyclad genitals at eyelevel for them. The woman
he knew saw him and smiled to herself even as her tongue was
deep inside a pair of big black lips. He stood there getting
a seeping cock for five minutes before they broke their kiss
and the woman smirked at him, pointedly looking at his groin
before looking up at his face, and back again, even as she
turned her fabulous body so he could see the giant lump she had
her small hand around.
"Hello boy, are you new here?"
"(groan) Y-yes madame!"
"Tell me, (giggle) do you find it HARD to work here?"
The buck laughed and he blushed.
Weakly smiling, feeling stupid, he stammered he enjoyed
working the room!
"Well, maybe you are, or at least one part of you!"
Shakily walking back to the bar for another order,
he got the smirk from the black bartender whenhe saw his stiffie.
"Remember to change dem panties if you cream in them, boy!"
"Y-yes, t-thank you Lamont!"
'The teasing bitches," he muttered as he took another tray.
All night it went like that, until he got to a booth where
a couple was softly making out.
"Oh darling," the gorgeous young woman sighed, as his strong black
hands fondled and pinched her, "you can hurt me if you like, I don't
mind. OOOHHHHHHH!"
Walter wasn't sure if they noticed him yet, so he moved a little
over
and thought perhaps the bull did. Then the white babe, pressed
her mouth to his full lips.
"I never imagined sex could be like this, master! You made me
feel like a woman for the first time!"
"Haw, mmmm, kiss, yo a woman awraht!"
"IV'e been with men before, but only white men. I will never
do that again, never! mmmmmm!"
"Ah know that, babe, yo a black cock only now anchu?"
"Oooh yessss, your black cock, master, yours!"
Walter didn't want to move feeling his cock seep precum
inside his panties, his face was hot, and he knew when they
finally turned to notice him they would see he had creamed
inside his panties watching them. Not a heavy ejaculation but
enough juice to show plainly, and his flushed face also. But
even though he knew it, he had to watch.
Finally, the buck arched an eyebrow as her hair fell and
he saw him.
"Drinks, here boy!"
"Th-thank you sir!"
"Ohoooohh looook, darling, look at our waiter!"
"Haw haw, yo been there long, boy?"
"Um, just for a bit sir!"
"(Giggle) More than a bit I think, by the looks of that," she
pointed her slim finger at his groin, and he was forced to look
down. His cock was still embarassedly erect, but his whole
front was stained dark with even pale precum leaking out of
his panties at his crotch and down his thighs.
"You should pay us for your little thrill!" she smiled.
"Ha ha, thank you madame!"
"No really, look darling, look at his stiffie! I can't
believe I used to think that was a normal cock!"
"Haw, haw, mah lil gal ain't been around much, boy!"
"Yes, sir," he smiled weakly.
"You see, " she smiled, moving her big breasts aside
so he could see her hand around his giant stiff log projecting
out of his sheer pants, "this is a real cock, waiter, don't
you agree?"
"Y-yes ma'am!"
"So your'e lucky you creamed in your panties because after
seeing this I would never let a white boy, especially like you,
even get to first base!"
"Y-yes I know that, madame...!"
"Babe, yo still got to pay the tab, he cain't give us de
drinks fo free!"
"But, why, he was watching me like a pervert and probably
had more sex than he had all year!"
Walter realized that like most couples, the white girl, whether
somebody's wife or single, picked up the tab for their bulls, and
probably a lot of them used their hubby's charge card, just like,
he signed, his own gorgeous wife at the moment!
"All right fine," she said, using her charge card, "but as
far as I'm concerned, boy, your tip is leaking out of your
sissy panties!"
"Haw haw!"
"T-thank you madame!"
*******************************************************
Now, Walter thought, he was grateful he wore a chastity belt
after all as he served them. But he was also getting known
among the regulars. One couple who he was surprised by was that
first time he had creamed his panties for, not certainly the
last but the one he remembered the most. IT was incidents like
that that caused most of the sissywaiters to quit, but he knew
his wife would be furious, and besides, the knowledge that his
wife was doing the same things he was seeing there, and that her
sweet pussy had a load of negroe cum waiting for his eager mouth
later kept him at his job.
That same couple, Lisa and Tyrell, came back every other Friday
night and her dislike of his creaming while watching them
changed to amusement and then to pouting disappointment that
he didn't cream for their pleasure even when they put on a show.
"Oh, Wussy, working again!"
"Yes madame!"
"Oooh, a chastity belt!" she pouted when she saw his groin!
"I was wondering if you would beat off for us again!"
"B-but, madame, I-I never did and that would not be allowed...!"
"Oh relax, sissy, I'm just teasing you. I was angry at first
with what you, well, involuntarily did! But afterwards I was pleased.
I like to make out with Tyrell with whiteboys watching now!"
"Very nice, madame!"
"Does it bother you seeing a white girl obviously prefer a black
man, sissy?"
He got the same questions all the time and he knew how to answer
them now. "Um, it, well, it took a little while to adjust, madame!"
"How is that, Wussy? Did you come to terms with it? You must
have to work here!"
"Yes ma'am!"
"Haw, haw, ain't got no choice, boy. White gals belong to us
niggas, whether dey know it yet or not!"
"Yes sir!" he smiled.
*************************************
"Dear!" Walter took the phone call even though the bartender
didn't
like it.
"Yes honey!"
"We thought we'd pick you up when your shift ends tonight!"
'We' he thought, that means she has decided to introduce him to
her lover after all. He thought since she had been at a party with
him all day she would put if off, and he wasn't sure if he was
dismayed
or disappointed.
"Um, well...!" She was talking softly to her lover and didn't hear
him as she hung up. Well, he thought, that makes this night a long
way from being over. She had shown him a picture, several graphic
pics
taken by friends, so he knew the big hung black brute she called
Jamahl
by sight, and he had no doubt she had shown him pics of him, hopefully
not in too shameful situations, but he knew they were.
Normally, when she did pick him up after his shift was over
since they only had one car, she would reduce him so he could fit
in her blouse or her panties for the ride home, and after some little
games, he would be changed back so he could savour the pantypudding
she had kept in for him, regarding it as his duty. That and other
little humiliating rituals, sometimes with her talking on the phone
to her friends of lovers while she sat on his face and had her
last cum on his eager submissive tongue, pushing out all the negroe
cumloads she had eagerly received into her gorgeous body that night.
But what would tonight be?
Toward midnight, he caught a glimpse of them in the back row
of the makeout section. That as unusual in itself. Veronica had
come to the club many times while he worked there, usually just to
dance though. He was never able to finagle free drinks for her or
her friends and she didn't want to endanger his position either.
But, at least when he walked the drink order over to their table,
he was thinking this wasn't as bad a meeting place as some others,
when some black bulls would decide to put a slim whiteboy in his
place in front of his wife and there would be nothing he could do
about it!
"Hi Walter, this is Jamahl," she smiled brightly, and he smiled
back at the giant black bull who just grinned.
"Um, nice to meet you, sir!"
"Hi there chief, yo wife talk about you all the time!"
"Um, she, um, talks about you too, Sir!"
"Haw, yo don't have to call me sir! Haw," his huge arm around
his wife's bare shoulder and hand fondled her big right breast.
"W got too much in common! haw haw!"
"Walter calls all black men, sir, darling!" the shock of his wife
calling another man that made him shudder but his cock stir at the
same time!
"Really," she smiled, taking his black hand in her lap, "Walter
knows his place around black men, don't you, honey?"
"Y-yes!"
"Haw, dat raht, Walter?"
"Repeat it, Walter, what youv'e learned!"
"(groan) All black men are my superior, sir!" His wife giggled
with pride.
"Anyway, Walter, we decided to pick you up tonight because its time
to meet your, (giggle) main superior as it were!"
"Yes, well, thanks for the ride, but I don't get to leave
for probably another hour!"
"Oh that's all right, you won't mind waiting on us in the meantime
will you?" she smirked. "Because you'll certainly be waiting on us
later!"
"N-no, I'd be very pleased to!"
****************************************
He wasn't sure what was up exactly but he was glad he didn't have
to ride the bus home, and at least the first meeting with Jamahl
was over with and seemed to go well. The only awkward part was
them having to leave when the place closed and he cleaned up,
and then changed to normal clothes, and met them at the rooftop
bar, where they were holding hands like lovers and looking at the
night time city lights.
"Oh there you are, honey!" she smiled, taking his hand too,
as she walked between the two males, "long day, dear?"
"It was a pretty good shift, made some tips!"
"Well, we had a party with some of Jamahl's buddies earlier,
so I could use some freshening also!" He thought he saw the
unmistakable
signs of lovemaking on her and that fragrance he knew so well.
They got on the elevator
and she punched the button as he stood in front of them.
"You see, I forgot to bring a cunt and buttplug today, so
I was concerned if I started to dance it would leak out!"
He blushed, saying this in front of Jamahl!
"Um, well, we have one at home, Veronica!"
"Oh, not that far, honey!" she giggled, and he turned his head
and then that flash of light, his awareness dimming, as the world
seemed to swim around. Oh no! Not in the elevator!
pic
He heard the rumbling great amused voice.
"Willyalookit that now!"
Walter had to move out of his clothes, the change always left him
naked, not even nipple rings any more, let alone his chastity belt and
clothes. Then he looked and saw the two pairs of giant feet in shoes
at his head height.
"Careful honey, let me pick him up at first until you get used to
it!"
He craned his neck back as he stood naked in front of them.
"This is rather ironic, don't you think dear. Wer'e going
downstairs
in than elevator and your'e going downsize at the same time!"
"Veronica," he had to raise his voice in the echoing surroundings,
"this is dangerous, you should warn me!"
"Don't be silly, dear," her huge hand reaching down as he climbed
onto
her warm palm and she lifted him up as he grabbed her thumb, until
their big smiling faces were taking up his whole field of vision.
"Wow, dat's somethin, ah dint bleve yo at first!"
"Yes, dear, he's our little sissydoll now, aren't you, Walter?"
"Honey, please change me back, wait till we get home!"
"I'm afraid I can't wait, dear, I have a use for you now!" She
asked
her lover to pick up all his clothes and things, and then opened her
cleavage and tucked him into her warm satiny flesh, which gave him
a feeling of comfort but also made it a very erotic experience.
Outside in their car, with Veronica in the passenger seat, Jamahl
driving, she took him out.
"Don't worry dear, you'll be nice and safe where your'e going next,
(giggle).
"B-but...!" her hand picked him up and she spread her soft ripe
thighs as she used her other hand to open the top of her panties.
"Jamahl, honey, this is the other special place I put him when
wer'e alone!"
Walter saw the huge gap opening up in her silk panties,
and knew at once she had a pussyload of sperm and cream inside
ready to flow out, and her clitoris was still stiff. The size
of a truck tire, he used both hands on her clit making his wife
sigh, as he held on, and dropped his body to rest against her
puffy glistening cuntlips.
"ooohhh, honey, that's a good boy...!"
"Dat's mah homies in dere, boy!"
"Mmmm, yessss!" she sighed. She didn't want to cum until
they got home, but his body half inside her swampy pussy, his
hands on her clitors, and the effort of holding in all that
wonderul negroe semen for hours was making her anxious.
"Mmmmmmmm" he pussy pulsed and squeezed around his body
now, his little penis erect and dripping and she could feel it.
"What chu doin now!"
"Walter doesn't like this part too much, I mean he likes being
in my cunt, but he also loves when I come home and he drinks all your
sperm out of me! I'm afraid I have enough cum in me to feed a million
sissydolls though and I just can't hold it in until we get home!"
"Feel good though, bein in yo pussy?"
"Feels sooo nice. I know males are different but you should
try him inside your jock strap sometime!"
Walter gasped when he heard that as they laughed. Taking a little
sip of mixed cuntcream and sperm, he knew she would push her load out
onto him before they got home. She had done it before and he loved
the feeling of being totally awash and engulfed by her and her lovers'
fluids. But he also knew he didn't want to cum too much too soon,
needing all the strength he could conserve for later. It wasn't easy
being a sissydoll. Some of the positions were difficult to keep
and the subsequent overload to his senses of all the fragrance
and liquid made his orgams so intense it left him tired for a bit.
"Oooohhh, " she groaned, "if you hit another bump I'm going to
cum!"
"Haw haw, dis road be under construction, babe, sorry!"
"oooh, I'm not sorry, are you ready down there, Walter?"
they both laughed. Walter was ready, so he pressed his whole
length into her pussy lips, trying to make a seal, feeling the
cream all over his front, his rigid erection not pressing against
her inner pussy hoping she could feel it.
"AHMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!"
A flood of rolling seeping sperm and cream as her pussy gripped and
held in, squeezing, loosening, spasming.
"Ahhhhhh," he moaned, squeezing the huge clitors hard and reaching
up to kiss the huge slit!
Red faced and sighing, Veronica lay back on the seat, her thighs
spread, her panties soaked now, and at a light Jamahl looked and
saw the outline of his naked body in her pussy, with cream leaking
all out.
"yo leakin on yo car seat honey!"
"That's all right," she smiled, "I'll have Walter lick it clean
when I change him back!"
"Haw haw haw!"
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Inside the house, Veronica told Jamahl to mix a drink while
she cleaned herself and her dollman in the bathroom.
A few minutes later, she smiled down at Walter as he
bathed in the bathroom sink.
"Veronica," he said, raising his voice as he looked at her toweling
dry her beautiful body, "maybe this isn't the best time to ...!"
"Your'e being a nice little sissydoll, Walter, don't spoil it now!"
Walter gaped at the giant and naked black man sitting on the sofa
where he normally sat, a beer in his hand, and the beer can was almost
as thick as his semi flaccid cock.
Veronica sat besides him, and she then proceeded to tell her lover
how to handle a human sissydoll.
"See dear, you let him hold onto your finger, the big danger
is falling, or accidentally lying on top of him!"
Reluctant to let go, Walter was forced to grab a thumb, which he
couldn't encircle with both hands.
"Haw haw, small, light, littler than he was, even that ah din't
bleve. How big he be?"
"6 inches tall, darling! You can put him anywhere!"
"Yeah?"
"Here, let's lie on the bed, that's safer because if he falls off
he just bounces!"
Soon he was standing on the soft bouncy bed naked between the
giant's
spread thighs.
"I have an idea," she smiled, "Walter, have you done any
mountain climbing!"
"Yeahhh!"
"Go ahead, climb to the top of the pole!"
The balls were hard to pull up on, Walter thought, never having
touched
another man's genitals, esp a giant black man who was porking his
wife.
But when he grabbed a fold of skin and pulled himself pup, he
anxiously
looked up at his expression, but it didn't seem to hurt. He was
afraid
that a single angry slap would send him across the room to break
every bone of his body. When he pulled himself up, his face pressed
against
the warm flesh, and he inhaled the masculine scent that he picked up
thus far only traces on his wife's lovely body after her date. It was
different but also somehow intoxicating.
"That's it honey, get up there!"
"Feel like a kind of mouse crawling up me. Freak me out if I
didn't
see this!"
Veronica reached her hand over and squeezed the giant pole with
familiarity, getting it to stiffen up more, as Walter finally managed
to stand
upright on top of each testicle, the top of his head halfway up the
giant black shaft.
"Now, show us your pole climbing skills, dear. Walter said he did
some
rock climbing once!"
'That's with equipment,' Walter muttered to himself, and realized
he was
going to have to shimmy up. Unable to encircle the giant phallus, he
was
still able to squeeze hard enough to pull himself up to get his legs
wrapped around it too. That gave him a better hold, taking a breath.
"That's a good sissydoll, now get to the very top, Jamahl has a
reward
for you there, (giggle)!"
"Haw, yknow, it feel kind of good, like a handjob sort of!"
Taking breaks, he moved a few inches at a time, sweating now, but
he was
helped because the column was getting stiffer, the veins now giving
him
little bulges and ridges and helping him, his face pressed into the
manmeat
as his feet sought some foothold. When he got to the base of his
knob,
it was like working his way over an overhang precipice, but his only
handhold was the slit of his circumcized cock, which offered a ridge
for his left hand to grip, his right hand would have to somehow find
some hold.
Jamahl grinned and kissed Veronica as he watched this. Panting
and sweating, his naked body pressed against the column, as he pulled
himself up over the knob. There on the top of the slit, he could rest
his chest on the rim of his knob and take his weight off.
Veronica squealed with delight clapping her hands!
"Bravo, I knew you could do it! Now, just wait...!" With her
hand she massaged the cock and masturbated him slightly, and soon
a pearl of precum appeared on top of his slit!
"There now, Jamahl has given you a little reward, now drink it all
up like a good little boy!"
Groaning, the scent of that pearly drop at the top of his slit
was somehow pulling him forward, his face only inches away, the scent
filling his nostrils. Putting his lips on it, it had a viscosity
that moved it, like the surface of a bubble. Then he penetrated it
with
his mouth and tongue, tasting it, making him sigh with the incredible
taste of negro male. And he was thinking it wasn't even real sperm
yet,
just precum! He heard their laughter as he licked and lapped it all
up.
"Haw haw, dat's yo energy drink fum now on!"
Veronica kissed him, "isn't it rather pleasant. Feel this!
Walter, put your face into his slit and lick it!"
"Awyeahhhhh, now dat's diffrunt, ah be tellin yo!"
"Yes, isn't it. Walter can get his
little tongue into places that are very sensitive!"
His face buried in the top of the slit, Walter worked his
tongue and mouth, letting the juice escape around his head now.
Veronica and Jamahl were making out now, and she was jacking him
off very slowly. Their soft murmurs were loud enough for him to
hear with his ears out of the slit, making the whole scene
so erotic. Time passed slowly, and he wondered if this was because
when you were so small your perception was small. Then he felt
a vibration, and Jamahl's increased breathing, and looked up,
and their eyes were on him.
"That she blows!" she giggled, and Jamahl's eyes rolled up,
gasping, and the force of the gusher pushed his head back,
like a warm, thick geyser. Then, seeming like minutes later,
it descended all over his body, coating him with warm semen.
"Awmannnn!" Finally Jamahl groaned. "Took me by surprise!"
"Me too!" Veronica said, pleased. "But anyway look at poor
Walter, soaked all over. This is the only thing I regret changing
him. Because if he was regular size he could lick up every drop
like a good sissy should!"
Walter was losing his grip on the slippery surface, and was
flailing
away when Jamahl put his index finger under his butt, and smiled.
"Hey, yo lil playtoy got a lil hardon too!"
"Oooh, isn't that cute, show me! Oh, Walter, look at you,
you must like feeling that huge black cock all over your body and
drinking Jamahl's sperm!"
"Gasp, (groan) he moaned, his red face showing with smears
of white cum!"
"Anyway, let's take a break and clean up. I'm going to show
you the care and cleaning of a sissyboy doll, and we have to get
extra clean ourselves for the next little thing I'm going to show
you.
Hearing that, Walter gasped. She wasn't going to really do THAT
with Jamahl present? That's all he could think of when he let himself
be bathed in the sink with Jamahl squirting liquid soap on him.
Then he watched from the sink as Veronica showed Jamahl how to
thoroughly
clean himself by demonstrating on her own beautiful butt.
"Awyeahh, ah was thinking of getting one of those sprayer things!"
"You really have to when you play with dolls, honey. Bacteria and
things!" He knew she was going to do it then and some part of him
looked forward to it.
Dried and clean, they returned to the bed with Veronica carrying
him.
Jamahl had a rather hurried cum and was still balls full of aching
sperm
and his semi flaccid organ swung like a giant pendulum between his
legs.
"Now, honey, sometimes I put Walter in my pussy, on my nipple,
but there are other sensations. Come Walter," she smiled as he stood
on the
bed looking up at them, his tiny erection present.
She rolled over and spread her thighs, and Jamahl laughed.
"Ah don bleve it!"
"Why not, he's our little sissydoll, he does what he's told!"
Walter moaned and moved into her open pussy and stood up on
a fold and pulled himself up, now licking his lips as he saw her
pert pink ring, now almost 2 feet in diameter compared to him.
"I like to sometimes read a book or talk on the phone with him
in there!"
"He dont go all the way do he?"
"No, just to his hips, he has to breathe, (giggle)!"
Using his hands, he spread her pink anus and she assisted
by opening up, and his head slipped in. She sighed with pleasure.
Then he worked his hands in, and she alternately squeezed him.
Then she did the same thing and opened up and he got his
shoulders and chest in and then stopped at his hips.
Using his legs if she didn't try to hold him he could push
himself back out, and then he was buried in her anus, the
incredible submissiveness of this making his cock ache
it was so tight.
"Dat feel good, it look lahk it feel good!"
"Feels strange at first, but having a little person inside
my butt is such a kick, you should try it! It's like the ultimate
power trip!"
"That's why we had to clean out!"
"Yes, (sigh) but even so we have to clean him all over again
before he goes anyplace else but our butts!"
Walter normally couldn't hear much inside her butt, but he
heard Jamahl say he wanted to try it then!
Outside once again, with Jamahl's butt spread and Veronica
looking down at him with amusement, she smiled.
"Walter, tell me, do you want to show your worship to my black
lover?"
"(groan) Y-yes!"
"That's a good boy, now crawl up there. Jamahl you have to
open up, and don't squeeze him too hard!"
Again he had to begin by crawling up over his still bloated balls,
and then his pink anus, about the same size he realized as his wife's!
A different kind of scent, but also powerful, as he realized as he
pressed his whole face into the pink starfish center as it opened,
he was displaying his total worship now. Groaning with lust, he
slipped in, and inside, he kissed the skin and licked with his
tongue as he did for his wife, and Jamahl shuddered.
"Awyeahhh, ah see whatchu mean now!"
"Isn't that nice?"
"Mannn yo white folks got some twisted ways!"
"Actually I think my family got the ways from African slaves
in Virginia, maybe why we ended up cursed, but it does have its uses!"
"Dey sho do, but ah'm gettin anxious now, honey! Ah got to
have yo sweet body or ah'm goin to burst, take him out?"
"Why should you? If we stay on the bed and he slips out he'll
land safely! Besides it will feel good!"
"Ahbleve it!"
Walter couldn't believe it but with his hips and legs dangling, he
felt Jamahl rise up to be on his knees, the huge bodies moving
on the bed, and something else, he could feel something else.
Jamahl's groin was impacting him, muscles and glands, and then he
knew what was going on. The giant black man whose anus he was in
had his giant cock in his wife! And with every thrust he squeezed
his anus a little, making him gasp, and the impact from his scrotum
travelled back into his butt. He was giving his wife's lover a kind
of pleasure while he fucked her! It went on for a long time,
and once he could have slipped out but he used his hands to find
a fold of skin, wanting to be around now for the finish, to experience
what a giant's ejaculation felt like from the inside of his body.
It was an awesome experience, and he felt the normally tiny trembling
that nobody else would notice like an earthquake, and then the
squeezing and groaning and the feeling all over like a giant hose
is being drained spurt by spurt. The jets of spurting finally
died off, and Jamahl relaxed and Walter was not holding on and
he cried out as he dropped down for him a thirty foot drop but only
bounced on the bed. Veronica was groaning softly, her anus puffy
and awash with cream and strands of semen, as Jamahl looked down
and noticed him and moved over so he wouldn't accidently kneel on
him.
"Awyeahhh," his sweaty relieved face shone. "Dat was good work
yo done in dere, boy!"
"Um, thank you, sir!"
"Haw, yo sweet wife be out fo a while, looks lahk it mah job
to clean yo up!"
Somehow that was even more difficult to handle than being up his
butt, but he nodded. He was definitely groady now. Being held
in one giant hand with his arms wrapped around a giant thumb
while the giant filled with sink with warm water and added some
liquid soap.
"Gotta tell you boy, while yo wife sleeps, ah lahk having a white
sissydoll. Maybe someday ah take yo for a ride in mah jock strap!"
He groaned as he dived into the water and rose to the surface.
"Thank you sir!"
After both had cleaned up, Walter lifted up both hands to signal
he was ready to be carried back to the bed.
Veronica was lightly snoring, her face blissful. "Now ah gots to
rest and Veronica dere ah know fo sho be out for an hour or so, but
ah ain't quite finished with just two loads an ah got some mo plans
fo yo sweet wife, haw!"
"We could watch a movie, there's the dvd player at the foot of
the bed!" Jamahl was interested and Walter sat on the bed while
he moved off to select a title. He looked over at the move screen
size of his wife's pink back!
"Ain't seen dis one in years, whatchuthink?"
Walter smiled, "Good idea!" He clicked it in and moved
back, put a pillow at the top and laid down naked, his
legs spread. Walter looked up at him then.
"Wanna be up here for a better view?"
"Um, whatever you want, sir!"
"Haw, yo kin relax now, boy! Ah know yo lahk to do what
any nigga an yo wife tell you now. Ah was kinda concerned about
dealin
with a whiteboy husband, even a guy like you who ain't big even when
he not 6 inches tall! Ah'd probly bring you back to normal size
if ah knew how, well, mebbe not!" he grinned as he idly stroked
his flaccid but still huge cock.
"Yes sir!"
"Yo wife say ouah first meeting be lahk this. Den de second one
yo be normal size an do the same things yo did when you little,
didja know that?"
"Um, n-no," he said, moving up onto his belly, feeling his
ridged muscles, his feet now able to stand up on him, as he turned
to see the movie come on. "B-but Veronica did say it was important
that I serve you the same way!"
"Ah'm not sure whether to have you lay with mah cock a little
or be up here where ah kin hear yo better! Maybe it best
if you come up closer to my head!" Walter moved
back up to sit on his collar bone, his head near his face.
Feeling his naked butt and his balls resting on his skin,
feeling and inhaling the giant's warm breath, they talked
some more, and it felt a little strange, like buddies almost
watching a football game. Then after the movie, Jamahl yawned,
looked over at Veronica's still sleeping form, and said
he might take a nap.
"Do you want me to get off, sir?"
"Nope, tell you what, you slide on down dere an sleep with
mah cock. Don wanna get off tho! Think ah'm goin off for
a couple hours, ainchu tired?"
Walter had slid down to his belly, the half flaccid cock
curled up as he pulled the knob over to straighten it out
and laid down with the cock on top of him, and then realized
it was too heavy, so he pushed it off and laid on his side
with his whole front against it, and then that wasn't right,
so he laid on top of it with his face resting on the slit that
he had drink a pearly drop of precum from. Somehow that felt better
with the warm pulsing organ underneath him and his own erection
now pressed back against it!
"Dat's it, ah might have a couple more drops fo yo if you
want to suck em down!"
"T-thank you, sir!"
"Ainchu tired?"
"I am pretty tired, sir. Um do you mind if you take a tissue
from the box!"
"Whatchu got to sneeze?" haw haw"
"No, I need a blanket!" Walter smiled, and soon Jamahl
looked down to see the two heads, Walter and his cock knob and the
rest of
his cock and his body covered by a tissue. Walter sighed and not
believing it, gave the slit a kiss, tasted a little precum and drifted
off to sleep.
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They slept quite a while, and Veronica woke up first and smiled
at Walter and his cock bed companion under the tissue. She softly
kissed Jamahl's giant thick lips, and he woke up, horney, and
returned
the kiss. Soon, Walter was having a dream where he was riding a whale
that moved up and down, as the giant cock under him became more
inflated
and rigid and moved up to suspend itself from the belly, his legs
dangling down.
"I saw you boys getting along so well I let you sleep!"
"Haw, us three boys, me, mah cock, an yo dollman!" They laughed!
"MMmmmmm, you are soooo big, darling," she moaned, as Walter was
shaken off finally and lay on the giant's belly as he watched her
tongue
his lips and her hand on his rigid cock.
"I know you wanted to do some other things last night, honey,
but I was sooo tired. But now, I have one last cute idea I dreamed
about, for you and dollman!"
"Haw haw, ah cain't wait to hear dis one!"
Walter wondered what he could possibly do now and then
he realized, everytime he thought he couldn't be degraded or
humiliated
further it always happened right afterwards.
"We call it our family, the White Man's Baptism!"
"I know the last thing you always want to do with me, my
big black lover!"
"Yeahhh, (groan) ah gots to get dat sweet cunt stretched propah!"
"uh huh, and what I feel now in these huge balls is a very nice
load of negroe cum, feel that Walter?"
"Y-yes ma'am!" he said, resting his upper body on his hands
feeling the tight stretched skin over cream filled testicles.
"Well your'e going to get a treat, sissyboy!"
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While he had seen movies of a white woman getting a giant black
cock before, seeing it from inches away, feet away
from his perspective. Veronica hurt a little as she always did
when Jamahl entered her, but eventually she accepted
it with a soft submissive sob, and the black giant began to thrust
and grin, occasionally smiling down at Walter who held on to some
of his wife's pubic hairs to see the giant pole sliding in and out!
"Yo lahk dat sissy? See dat pole stretch yo wife lahk dat!
haw"
Veronica groaned and sighed, now, the pain turning to pleasure
as he thrust in and out, rising up a little on her elbows to make
sure
Walter was watching.
"AWyeahhhhh! Jamahl gasped, trying to slow down, shuddering
and then began to stroke again, but his much need ball draining
was only moments away. Everyone knew it and needed it now!
Veronica squealed with pleasure as her clitoris was brushed
and he bottomed out, the huge balls flattening around her
pussy, making Walter duck his head. Then he spurted and her
eyes rolled back as she grasped her pillow!
"Dats it, take it, (groan), take it, bitch, take it!" as huge
thick spurt after spurt filled his wife. Walter was amazed at
the sheer quantity as the white covered glistening black column
slipped inside and out, and finally, sweat drops hitting her belly,
Jamahl shuddered, his cock now sensitive, and slowly pulled out.
A big dollop or last cock cream fell and splashed in her cuntal
pool of sperm.
"Come here, darling," she beckoned him, "lie with me and let's
watch the show!"
Walter looked over at their sweaty flushed faces smiling at
him. He knew then he had been set up for this spectacle all along!
"That's right, Walter, bath time for good little sissydolls!"
"Haw haw, de old swimmin hole filled up, boy!"
"Y-yes ma'am, sir!" he sighed, pulling himself up.
"Now just slip in there while its nice and warm!"
"Groan, yes ma'am!" He sat on the edge of her pussy lips,
and put his feet in, and they went knee deep before she moaned
as she felt his weight on her pussy. It was very warm and syrupy.
She giggled and he laughed as he slipped in, the top of his
body, his chest and knees and head the only things showing.
"There now, doesn't it feel nice?"
It did feel good, wonderful, the warm scented fragrance, both
negroe sperm and copious cuntcream mixed in. He nodded, blushing.
"Now go ahead, baptism time!" He saw her raise a finger to
push his head under as Jamahl laughed, so he ducked all the way
and was completely submerged and stayed that way, not opening
his eyes, for a moment, and then re emerged. They were clapping
their hands now!
"Very good, sissyboy, now raise up a little so we can
see your penis, oooh yes, see that darling, his little thing is
rigid as can be! Sissyboy needs to cum don't you, Walter?"
"Y-yes,(groan) please...!"
"Then go ahead and do it, we want to see you do it.
Right there in the pool. I mean you are cumming in your wife's
vagina after all! (Giggle)"
He thought at first they weren't serious, but they were,
and he had to get off sooo bad now! As he began to beat off,
they both snickered at him.
"Isn't that cute dear?"
"Lookit him go! So that's a whiteboy baptism then?"
"Well, it's one of several. Pissing in his mouth is another,
but I make him normal size for that!"
"haw haw, there he goes, look at dat, shootin good too!"
Walter gasped, his white sheeny glistening body shuddering
as his first jet went out at least three feet to splash into
the pool. Then several more. Finally, he groaned with relief.
"There now, now stand up and thank us like a good dollman!"
Red faced, his hand on his still drooling cock, covered with
cum, he stammered, "Thank you ma'am, and sir!"
"Haw haw, what do we do next with him!"
"Oh, I'm going to return him to regular size so he can orally
clean us, in every way, (giggle)!
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