Christina's Girl

by Adrianna Stephanie

 

Allow me to introduce myself. I'm a college student, and I live a normal life. Well, I lived a normal life. This all changed one Saturday afternoon while I was relaxing with some friends.

One of my friends, a gorgeous Asian girl named Christina, was with me. She had the most beautiful ass in the world, and it was all I could do not to stare whenever she turned away from me. She always wore tight pants that stretched wonderfully against her body, and made you wonder what sort of panties she was wearing underneath them. Today she was wearing tight black stretch pants and a pink tank top. I could see the purple straps of her bra askew on her shoulders.

Anyway, we had nothing to do, and Christina suggested we go to the mall. I agreed, as I had a few things I wanted to buy. The rest of my friends, being as lazy as they were, said they'd rather not go with us. Christina and I left and got into her car, heading towards the mall.

She spoke as we drove, "When we get to the mall, I need you to help me pick out some clothes. Just give me your opinion, okay?"

I joked back, "Sure, as long as you let me come with you to the dressing room!"

She got quiet and a little smirk appeared on her face, "We'll see John."

When we arrived at the mall, I got out of the car and opened her door for her. She stepped down and I saw her thong peeking out of her pants, a little strap of purple on her smooth back. She glanced back and saw me looking. She smiled wryly at me.

"Since you like looking at my panties, let's go to Victoria's Secret first!"

I quipped back, "I don't want to go in a girl's store. I'd be the only guy there. Ill only go if you model what you try on for me."

She shook her head, "No silly. Just wait. Do what I say."

When she said that last bit she looked at me flirtatiously, the cutest look on her face. I couldn't disappoint her.

We arrived in front of Victoria's Secret, pink and purple and bright colors assaulting my senses. A decidedly feminine smell of perfume wafted out at me. Christina winked and walked in. I followed uncomfortably.

Christina turned to me, "So, I'm looking for some thongs and bikinis, maybe a bra too. Help me pick some out John. Here," she said as she picked up a sky blue pair of thong panties, "Do you think these would look good on me?"

I was getting excited now, and I stammered a little, "I'm sure they would Christina, what wouldn't!"

She rolled her eyes and smiled, "Well, let's pick some panties, bras and stockings out and I'll go try them on. Oh, and you can watch me while I do and give your opinion."

I almost fell back in shock—Christina had never flirted with me like this before, but who was I to question it.

"Sure Christina, sounds good to me!"

She picked out a few pairs of thong panties, two bras and some stockings and turned to me.

"John, do you think these panties will be smooth and silky enough on me?" she asked as she lifted a pair of green bikini panties towards me, quickly grazing them along my cheek.

"Wha…Yeah Christina, they feel g-great."

She raised an eyebrow, "You like how these panties feel, Hmm? Well…I'm going to go try this stuff on. Follow me!"

She headed towards the changing rooms, and I followed close behind. She entered a stall with the assorted lingerie, looking back to make sure I'd come too.

"These pants have a zipper, could you help me get it?"

I stood still, shocked for a moment. My trembling hand reached for her voluptuous ass, missing the zipper a few times before I got it. She stepped out of the pants, showing her curvy, beautiful behind in her tiny purple thong. Standing there in just her panties and shirt, she laughed,

"Don't get too excited John…I need your objective opinion about this underwear!"

I couldn't speak, my cock was rock hard.

"Oh and by the way," she said offhandedly, "YOU are going to be trying these clothes on, not me!"

I looked at her confusedly, "What?? No way I'm out of here."

I started to leave, but she grabbed me by the balls, squeezing hard. I fell to my knees in pain.

"You will try these on. Don't worry, it's just a little bit of clothing. And there will be a reward for you afterwards cutie. Just be my little model for a minute."

I was still on the ground as she started to remove my clothing. She pulled off my t-shirt and pants, then my boxers. I tried halfheartedly to resist, but was enjoying having her beautiful, manicured hands undressing me. She put my clothes into the bag she'd brought with her.

"You like this, don't you John? I've seen you looking at my ass and my panties. Well now it's my turn! Now stand up! First come the panties girlie."

I stood up, speechless and naked. Christina ordered me to lift my legs and I did so. She picked up a little pink pair of bikini panties, sliding them up my legs. The smooth material felt great. She pulled them up high, making sure they were snug. She gave me a little spank on the ass.

"Mm honey, you look great. We'll have to shave you so you can be perfectly smooth later. Do you like your panties bitch?"

I answered slowly, wondering what was going on, "I…I like being with you. Can I kiss you Christina?"

She laughed cruelly, "Not yet girlie, now lift your arms! Bra time!"

I gave in, lifting my arms as she put a pink, lacy bra around my chest. She squeezed my ass lightly and I gave a little gasp.

"Like that huh? Well here, let me give you some breasts."

She took some gelatinous forms out of her bag and stuffed them in my bra.

"I planned for this. I knew you'd be my little slut model…Stephanie."

I looked at her questioningly, "What do you mean? Stephanie? Why are you making me look like a girl?"

"Your name is Stephanie now. You're my girl, and I'll show you why soon enough. Now stop talking and let's get these stockings on!"

She bent over to pick up the stockings, showing her still exposed ass to me. I got even harder in my panties, but didn't want to embarrass myself by losing control. She stood up again, glancing at my erection but ignoring it for now.

"Sit down bitch. Put up your legs."

I did as she said, and she slid the stockings up my legs. I trembled in pleasure as the cool material made it's way up my legs.

"Oh yeah cutie, you were made for this. You enjoy being forced to do this don't you? What a sissy."

I just looked away shamefully, now dressed in pink panties, a pink bra, and shimmering thigh high stockings.

"Now the real treat Stephanie. Wait a second."

I wondered what she was going to do now. This couldn't get any worse. She turned around, reaching deep in her bag. She pulled out something I couldn't make out and turned away from me, adjusting something and strapping it to her legs.

"Now baby, I finally turn you into the slut you've always wanted to be for me!"

She turned around and I could see it. A giant strapon on her lithe form. I tried to scream but she quickly stuffed a few pairs of panties in my mouth.

"Don't try to resist Stephanie…I know you need this you little bitch."

She turned me around, positioning me like a whore on the dressing room bench. I felt her roughly grab my ass and pull my panties down. I tried to squirm away, but before I could I felt the dildo start to enter my ass.

"Enjoy this my little slut girl. I know you love being bent over in your bra and stockings, your panties around your knees. I am your Goddess, Christina, and from now on you will do exactly what I say, whenever I say it. Now enjoy this Stephanie!!!"

The dildo slid into my ass, and tears fell down my cheeks. I writhed in pain, Stephanie whispering "Good bitch, good slut" in my ears as the dildo went deeper and deeper. I was impaled, my legs spread, my panties down. She fucked me harder and harder, and told me of my future fate.

"Stephanie—from now on you will be my bitch. You will get rid of all your boy clothes, and you will always wear panties and a bra. I'll make you wear tight, stretchy pants and tiny skirts, and everyone will know you are my bitch.

"You'll grow your hair out, and you'll wear makeup. You'll do this because you adore me, and I will give you the fucking you need so badly. I'll keep you shaven and clean, and you will have a collection of girly clothes. You will take hormones and develop pert little breasts to fill your bras. You'll wear constrictive lingerie and dress like a total bimbo. All of our friends will acknowledge you as Stephanie, my little slut whore.

She kept fucking me, and I started to arch my back, feeling incredible pleasure from each penetration. I moaned and gasped, Christina's property to fuck and abuse. She fucked me for an hour, making my ass raw and used, pulling my hair and slapping my ass. She began to slow down gradually, pulling the dildo out of my ass. She took the strapon off and pulled her pants back up her tight little body. I lay there, her fucked little whore, on the ground.

"Now Stephanie, I want you to know how much power I have over you. So I wish you good luck getting home. I will buy these panties, bras and stockings for you. I want you to get back to school on your own, and I want you to buy some dresses, girl's pants, heels and sexy shirts on the way. If you don't I'll fuck you in front of your friends, believe me. Good girl. Goodbye."

She left the stall, taking my boy's clothes with her, leaving me in my panties and bra on the dressing room floor. What was I to do? I couldn't leave, everyone would see me in my panties and bra, a fucktoy little sissy! I knew now I belonged to Christina, so I would have to get out of here and buy the clothes she commanded me to, but I couldn't handle the humiliation and embarrassment! I heard a voice outside the dressing room,

"Sir, do you need assistance? The girl who just left told us you had no clothes and needed us to get you a dress to go with your panties and bra. She told us you were her bitch. So do you need help?"

I lay there on the floor, wondering what to do, wondering what to say. I was fully a sissy now, Christina's bitch, on the floor of a Victoria's Secret dressing room in panties, a bra and stockings, being talked to by a salesgirl who wanted to help me buy a dress. I stood up. It was time to become Christina's girl.

"Yes please, pick something revealing and girly out! Christina needs something she can lift easily to fuck me in the ass, you know how it is."

And so began my life as a Victoria's Secret sissy bitch.

  

  

  

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