I made some bad bets, with some bad people. They gave me two options, which really werenât options at all. 1: break my legs, and maybe worse, or 2: work in one of their bars until I paid of the debt. I of course agreed to option 2. âWhen do I start?â I asked, optimistically. âYou didnât think you would work lookin like that did you, no way, not with feminine male body!â they laughed, as I was signing the contract. Long story short, they forced me into feminization. I was forced to take hormones and grow out my hair. One night, I canât remember how I fell asleep, but I woke up with huge tits! Not to mention, they added all the expenses to what I owed! Now, six months later, I work at one of their âbusiness clubâ bars. Pretty much a place where high rollers and rich men come to have their drinks poured and be doted on by bimbos. I could believe the situation, but what could I do.. my feminization was permanent, and I still had the debt to pay⌠So I embraced my role as a dumb blonde making men feel good about themselvesâŚ..
It was a pretty slow night, so I was hoping I could get out of the place a little earlier, since all my debt was payed based on how much tips I earned⌠Thatâs when this guy walked in. GreatâŚ.
I overheard him mention something about the VIP room, which was a âcodeâ word for pretty much getting one of the call girls. He was out of luck, their were no call girls in tonight, and I was told I didnât have to work the âVIPâ since I wasnât a full girl.
âWhat the fuck,â I thought to myself. Who the hell does the guy think he is, he wasnât one of the bossesâŚÂ âWhatever,â I told myself, âI just try and convince him to just have some drinksâŚâ My plan was working, he had downed one drink already, and if I could get him to drink more, maybe he would just be too drunk, and leave⌠it was weird though, I was only halfway through my drink, and was already feeling a little tipsy, and, I donât know, fuzzyâŚ. I couldnât think straight, and didnât want the bartender to get me in trouble⌠I just decided to go back o the VIP room, and stall till gets bored and leaves.
As soon as we got back there, my head was fuzzy, and I felt this rush of warmth and relaxation going through my body. Before I knew it, the guy shoved a wad of cash in my hand. Maybe I should have been working VIP from the beginning, it was 10 times the amount I was making normally! My thoughts were getting, confusing, as this feeling just kept growing⌠I donât know why, but this guy thinking a was a real call girl started messing with my head. I knew I had to get this over with quick, so I could go to the bathroom and try to collect my thoughts. âJust give him a quick blowjob, and get out of here! Whatâs the big deal, I look like girl anyway, so itâs not gay..â I thought. Before I knew it, I was taking his cock in my mouth. The way he commanded it, I just obeyed, I felt I was losing control.
It happened so fast. I was stripped down to nothing but my slutty high heels, bent over on the table. He pushed me up onto the table, and I was forced to get on my hands and knees in a doggy style position. I had been acting like a girl, taking hormones, and getting used to my new tits for so long, I guess I forgot about my little secret. I was about to explain, when he started eating out my ass. I went from warm and fuzzy, to my body bursting with pleasure. Every thought just left me, as he drove his tongue deeper, I could do nothing but submit to the pleasure.
As he sat up on the table, he commanded me over to him. I couldnât resist, I had completely lost my ability to think, I was his slut, and my body wanted to get fucked. I eagerly positioned myself over his dick, and slid it inside me. My body exploded with pleasure, and I started bouncing on his cock. All I wanted was to be his fuck slut. I could feel myself transforming with every thrust.
He grabbed me, lifted me, and set me down on the bench. His hips smacking against my ass, as he plowed into me. All I could do was moan with pleasure, as I looked back at him, watching him thrust his cock into my new gurl pussy.Â
My mind melted, and was completely empty, losing all track of time. He flipped me over, and started thrusting deep into me. As he was about to cum, I wanted nothing more, I wanted to him to cum in me. I begged him to cum, as I jerked my sissy slitty. He pulled out, blowing his load on to my tits, sending me into an orgasm, nothing like I had ever felt. My whole body quivered, my legs shaking, as a bucked, and moaned, lying my head back. It was over.
My senses started coming back to me. I couldnât believe what I had just done. I couldnât deny how great it felt, but in the end I was just his fuck toy, a blonde slutty call girl to be used for pleasure. I walked over to the bar to clean myself off, the the completely unexpected happened. THE ASSHOLE WAS AN UNDERCOVER COP! As I was being hauled away to the police car outside, all I could think about, was how pissed my Boss was going to be, and he would probably add the bail and release to my debt. Not only that, but probably make me sign a new âcall girlâ contract as well! But something was different, the thought of being a fuck slut for money; maybe that wouldnât be so bad after-all.
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