Note: Unless you read my story called Toonwich first this story will make no sense at all. Even then, well never mind.

  

Satan's Shemale Bimbo Sissy Doll

by Barbi Satin

A follow up to Toonwhich

  

Chapter 1

At just 22 years of age Johnny was bored and disgusted with his life. He would spend his nights in satin and leather with his face made up in a long blonde wig. He would become Sindra, a creature of the night.

Sindra would pull on her long black kid gloves and masturbate to photos and fetish cartoons of the most extreme and sadistic bimbos. Sindra also cruised the chat rooms online to arrange kinky meetings with others like herself. She had a good job that paid well during the day but was spending all she made on fetish gear and trips to professional dominant's to live out her perversions. She would gain a release at the leather and satin-gloved hands of those women. It was release from her sexual madness that would last at most an hour before she would be insanely horny again.

At night she would lie on satin, latex or her special leather bed sheets and masturbate herself to sleep. In Sindra's fevered masturbation fantasies she was just small again. She would moan and cry out the word Mommy, mommy over and over again as she remembered her mothers twisted, sick perversions.

The mistress mommy in leather who would torment her and engage in the most twisted of acts. Her adult life was one failed attempt after another to find that one beautiful woman insane enough to indulge her perverse desires. No professional dominatrix could even get her close. The TV's she would meet would run in terror at her twisted desires.

She was online one night in a desperate search. Her sexual madness was reaching a peak and she could think of but one-way out. Sindra began to search the chats and bulletin boards that dealt with black magic.

At first there were nothing but dead end leads but one woman left a message that she could give Sindra what she wanted. Sindra was prepared with her book by then. Sindra had written a book you see. A 6,000 page nightmare called, Mommies Eternal Chamber of Pleasures so Great they are like Pain. Not a catchy title I grant you but Sindra was sure it made a point. The book covered a time span of eighteen years before it would loop back to the start and begin once again.

Sindra packed up her huge book and dolled herself up in her leathers. She then got in her car and headed off to find Route 666. It was in upstate NY but was not on any maps. Sindra was told that those who were ready would find a detour. Sindra drove and drove through backwoods towns. She was getting discouraged and stopped for the night. She had been in boy mode the 2^nd day but the following morning on the 3^rd day she painted her face. She wore her monster false boobs and a leather catsuit and headed out to her car.

One hour later she saw the sign. Detour Route 666 To Laststop. She stopped and looked again at her map and it had appeared. Route 666 went straight through Laststop and then on to Toonwhich. She was off to see the Toon Witch but with a most unusual request.

From what the rumors Sindra had heard the town of Toonwhich could satisfy the lusts and perversions of the most demented toon head. Even that town would bore her in time. Sindra had a proposition of sorts for the master of the Toon Witch.

Sindra pulled into a dump of a town called simply Laststop. She was losing her nerve so she stopped at a bar not far from the gate; it looked like a saloon from the old west. As soon as she entered the locals began to hoot and cackle. The bartender yelled, "Show us your toon and the drinks are on us". She went out to her car and lugged in her book. That alone was worth a few drinks. She opened the cover and the bartender let out a gasp. For the first time in his long life he did not laugh. The bar gathered around and went into shock. They had all seen toons that would make mortal men faint but nothing like this. It was a gorgeous blonde bimbo with gigantic breasts. She was corseted down to no more that five inches. She had a cock about twenty inches long and thick with a catheter in. It was tied so tight in pink satin ribbons that the veins were popping and bleeding. The ultimate shocker was that this toon had no arms or legs. The blondes' head was strapped back with a tube in her mouth. It ran to funnel seat another bimbo whore was sitting on. It was a toilet device.

The old bartender just looked Sindra and poured her a triple. The old man had never asked one of them boys a thing before but this time he had to know. "What's in that gigantic book"? Sindra just smiled and ordered a beer. When he asked one more time she began to laugh. No matter how much they would ask she would just laugh.

The old coots just had to respect her. It was the first time in over two thousand years one of the toon heads had bested them. She pounded down one last shot of courage and headed towards the door. She heard them all then as they began to applaud. Sindra was the very first person in thousands of years to get a standing ovation.

She dropped her book back on the front seat exhausted. She pulled up to the gate and an old cop just made her get out. He was grinning from ear to ear. He asked if she was "Off to see the toon witch"? She just began to laugh, "Why of course I am"! The cops just said show me your toon. Sindra screamed "Jesus, just come to the car". She held the door open and opened her book. This time the cop did not laugh. He walked to the gate and pulled up the bar. As she was passing he stood at attention and gave her a salute.

 

Chapter 2

Sindra rolled down Routs 666 and 12 miles later pulled up to a big black gate. There was a cop of sorts at this gate too. It was Betty page with gigantic boobs. Betty was all in black leather and wore a leather cops hat. She strutted on over with a bump and a grind and demanded to see Sindra's toon. She talked with a permanent sneer on her plastic like face. Sindra just said, "Jesus, come over here". That had never happened before! Betty strutted on over and looked in that book. She just opened the gate and threw a salute. As soon as she passed through that gate her car came to a halt. It simply melted leaving her sitting on the road with her big book. She looked up to see a strange sight. It was Betty Boop in a pink latex dress. The odd Miss Boop just smiled and squeaked "Boop, boop dee doo, can I assist you"?

Sindra stood up and brushed off her leathers. "Well thank you Miss Boop, can you point me to the toon witch and help me with my book"? Miss Boop looked surprised and said, "Awww sweet cheeks, just tear out yer toon". Sindra just laughed and told her she didn't understand. "I am not here to be like you"! Miss Boop was confused because that had not happened before. She thrust out her tush and just gave a whistle.

Three leather bimbos jiggled and wiggled on over. Sindra popped a boner at the sight of the three Bill Wards. She almost decided to change her mind and stay there as a toon. Sindra just smiled and she knew. Even in this town of dream bimbo's she would get bored. Sindra just asked those three dream babes to help her carry her book. These babes were compliant with vacant looks in their eyes. Three air headed bimbos.

As they jiggled down the street Sindra took it all in. She passed Betty Boobs, Olivia's and Stanton's and Bishop girls in bondage. There were Drew Jones Shemales and the living works of Kinky Jimmy. They arrived at a pink mansion and rang a great bell. The door creaked wide open and she heard a voice thunder. "Enter the dwelling of the TOON WITCH"! The Bill Ward bimbos just dropped her book and ran in their heels as they jiggled and wiggled. Sindra picked up her book and lugged it on in. At just the sight of the Toon Witch she shot off her load. She was the ultimate blonde goddess in a skintight magical black leather dress that shined like the sun. She wore magical kid gloves that could cause orgasms at the slightest of touch. She held a cigarette that gave off plumes of thick black smoke. She took a few drags but it never grew shorter. Her boots had 20-inch heels in ballet boot style. Her long blonde hair went down to the floor. Her boobs were G cup monsters with nipples ten inches long. She had no more than a ten-inch waist and a face like a doll!

The toon witch looked at Sindra now a puddle of mush and demanded her toon. Sindra pulled it together and just said, "Show me your master".

The toon with stood up and her glorious face darkened. "Show me your heart", she screeched in an ear splitting voice. Sindra just watched as the toon witch grew to be twenty feet tall. A penis erupted from under her dress and slithered like a snake. It shot straight toward her and ripped through her catsuit. Sindra screamed as that giant cock snaked through her bowels and then wrapped up her heart.

The toon witch just screamed and cum shot out of Sindra's mouth. The toon witch then unsnaked her cock from Sindra's torn bowels. She then began to twist and morph into a pink satin princess. She strutted on over and caressed Sindra's face with her darling pink glove. "My daughter in sin your more twisted than I"! The pink satin toon witch bent over then and showed off her anus. She commanded Sindra to seal her mouth to her hole and eat her magic fudge.

It was one of Sindra's black sins and she ate the witch's fudge. She almost went into shock when she realized the toon witch shit strawberry ice cream with cherries on top. Sindra stood up then and saw a giant flash. Her master had arrived!

Despite the fact that she was in a room with the devil Sindra began to crack up. It was Richard Millhouse Nixon! She put on a brave face and strutted up to tricky Dicky. "I have a challenge of sorts Mr. President but doubt you are up to the task". Sindra then laughed in his face.

Not even Kissinger had the balls to do that! Nixon looked pissed and demanded to know what her challenge was. "Just read my book," Sindra intoned. The devil was intrigued and amazed at her balls. He just picked it up and told her it was safe because, "He was not a crook".

Nixon just put his hand on her book and began to morph. In a few seconds Sindra was looking at Mr. Spock. He raised one Vulcan eyebrow and said what she wanted was fascinating but not logical. He asked why she would choose a fate where she would suffer worse than, He morphed into Hitler.

Sindra just told him it was what she wanted. Hitler gave her a one-arm salute and handed her a revolver. Sindra put it to her head and splattered her brains. A black casket lined in black leather appeared and her body rose up. She levitated into that casket that soon was sealed shut. It dropped through the floor on a one-way trip. It was headed on down to Mommies Eternal Chamber of Pleasures so Great they are like Pain.

Before Satan left he morphed one last time into his true form. He sauntered over to the pink satin toon witch. "What time tonight honey"? He laughed and said his horns needed lubed.

 

Awakened

Sindra couldn't think but she/he was crying as she/he emerged from the hot wet cunt of her Mother who was wearing a black leather dress. It was the day she was born. Three hot bimbo blonde nurses in transparent latex nurse's uniforms took her from her mother to begin cleaning her penis and body with their tongues of the afterbirth. It was about to get worse for the next several trillion years until entropy would stop the universe.

 

The End, or is it? You tell me, do you want to go to that chamber in hell? It won't be pretty!

  

  

  

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