Stupid

by Suzi Thomas

  

It was my big mouth that had gotten me into trouble, as usual. I had been in a singles bar, and I was hitting on two attractive chicks, bragging about what a good lover I am. We had a few drinks as I kept running my mouth off, and the blonde, Debbie, turned to the redhead, Pat, and said, "I think this guy is full of shit; do you want to give him a chance to put his pecker where his mouth is?" "Why not," Pat responded, "he is pretty good-looking, for an asshole, that is!" This, of course, made me brag all the more, and as we had another drink, they proposed a bet: we would make love, until either one of them or I quit; the loser would have to do whatever the winner wanted. I was feeling no pain at the time, and I said, "Sure, I'm game." I figured I had nothing to lose - I was going to get laid - and I really considered myself a stud, who would be sure to win the bet. I paid for our drinks, and we piled into a cab to go back to their place.

They sat on either side of me in the back seat, and as the cab took off, I felt a hand reach over, undo my zipper and begin to stroke my cock. I had been ready to go, and it didn't take more than a couple of minutes before I was shooting cum into a tissue that they held against my cock! If this was any indication of what was to come, I thought, this would be a night to remember. We got out in front of an apartment building, walked through the lobby and went up in the elevator. "Couldn't wait to get your hands on me, could you," I leered, "well, just wait there's plenty more to come." Pat made us some drinks, and the next thing I knew, they were both naked in front of me, stripping off my clothes. I gulped down the drink, and, after they had made me another, we hurried into the bedroom. The two of them attacked me and for a while, we were a tangled mess of bodies on the bed. First, Debbie climbed on top of me, her wet pussy impaling itself on my cock, riding it for all it was worth; Pat sat on my face, and I began to eat her sweetness. In just a couple of minutes, I came again, at the same time the both of them did. In just a second, they reversed positions, and I said, "wait a minute, give me a chance to recover!" "No way, `Stevie the Stud', or else you lose the bet," Debbie said, and I said I just wanted to have the scotch they had poured me. "Okay, but just long enough to drink your drink." I gulped it down, and was really feeling no pain at that point from all I had drunk.

As soon as I had finished, they got back into position, Pat on top of my cock, and Debbie ready to be eaten. Pat was even more ferocious than Debbie, pumping me dry, and when we had all come again I was glad that she got off me to give my cock a rest. But she only was gone for a minute, returning with another scotch. "In case you want to drink this, here you go, but hurry up, I'm ready for more," she said. "Hey, give me a few minutes," I said, I just did you both, and I came once in the cab, remember?" "That's not our problem, Stud, the bet was whoever quit first loses the bet." I couldn't believe the situation I was in - these two seemed ready to go all night, and my cock was already set to call it a night. "I'm ready," I said, gulping down the drink, willing my cock back up for the next round. I don't remember what happened next, as the drinks hit me hard.

 

The next thing I knew I was in the shower stall, and I half woke up and saw hair swirling around in the drain. "Hey, what did you put in my drink," I yelled, and Debbie who was in the shower with me said, "You didn't need anything in your drink, the way you were slugging down the scotch; you lost the bet, you know!" "I don't remember losing," I mumbled, but I felt myself falling back to sleep. The next time I woke up I saw a hand with long red-tipped nails in front of my face and when I moved, I realized that the hand was mine! "Hey what the hell is going on here," I said, and Debbie replied, "I told you that you lost the bet, and now you have to do what we want." Pat sat me up, and I realized that they had used something to remove all the hair from my body, and that I now had these false nails on both hands. "We decided that you needed to see things from a woman's point of view, Stud," she said, "and we're going to help you do that." She put a padded black bra over my arms, and fastened it around behind me. "Wait a minute," I protested, "I don't think I want to do this." "I don't think you have much choice," Debbie said, as she pulled a pair of black frilly panties up my legs. She pulled me up, and I decided that I had had enough of this game. I stopped her from getting the panties all the way up, and I raised my hand up to push her away. The next thing I knew, I was flying through the air and I landed flat on my back. "We both have black belts, Stud, or should I say, Suzi, so don't try to welsh on your bet," Debbie said. "Besides, you'll notice the camcorder we have taking this all in; I'm sure they'd love to see this at the bank tomorrow."

Obviously, they had gone through my wallet when I was unconscious, and had discovered where I worked - the tape they were making really had me by the short and curlies! It seemed that I didn't have a hell of a choice - between the two of them, they could certainly overpower me, not that I could exactly go anywhere dressed as I was, with my own clothes nowhere in sight! I decided to be a sport and go along with their fun. Debbie pulled the panties up over my hips, and the smooth, sheer nylon felt strange, but oddly good against my sore cock. In short order they sat me down, and put a pair of shiny panty hose over my shaven legs.

 

The sensation felt wonderful as the elastic held my entire lower body in tightly, and when they stood me up and I walked over to the closet with them, a delicious, sweet friction resulted. I felt my cock beginning to stir inside the panties, and every movement sent a wave of pleasurable sensations through my body. This was certainly something I had never expected. As I thought about the strange feeling I was having, they continued dressing me in a shiny silver blouse and long skirt outfit and put a long brunette wig on my head. They directed me over to a dressing table, sat me down, and Pat started putting makeup on my face. She put on false eyelashes, a creamy foundation and powder, eyeshadow, blush and lipstick. She was in between me and the mirror, so I couldn't see how ridiculous I looked, but the weird sensations continued and even got stronger as she worked on me. Debbie came over to check on the progress, and said, "Very nice - the best one yet!" I didn't understand what she meant, but when Pat stepped away, I looked in the mirror and saw -- a beautiful young woman looking back at me!

I couldn't recognize myself under the makeup and wig, and Debbie placed a pair of silver highheels in front of me. Without even thinking, I stepped into them, still transfixed by the image in the mirror. I didn't look ridiculous at all - I was a beautiful woman. Pat pointed at the front of my skirt, and she laughed, "I think she's enjoying this!" In truth, I was - the feeling of these silky things was exciting me, as was the sight of my feminine face. Pat stroked me through the skirt, saying, "This will never do; I'll have to make this go away!" She knelt down in front of me, raised my skirt and lowered the pantyhose and panties, releasing my erect cock. I was startled at the sight of it, because it had never been bigger than it was now. She surrounded my cock with her lips, deep-throating me down inside her, and I found myself so excited that I came in a great spasming orgasm in less than a minute. She fixed my clothes, and the two of them put an arm around my waist, walking me over to a full-length mirror. I felt a little awkward walking in the heels, but as they stood next to me, I just stared at the three beautiful women that were reflected. I realized that I wasn't drunk any more, and the wonderful feelings I was experiencing were real - I loved how I looked and I knew that I enjoyed being dressed as a woman!

This happened over two years ago; today the three of us share an apartment (and bed) and we started a computer consulting business which is very successful. I dress as a woman all the time, and last month I started hormones to develop real breasts of my own. I have had electrolysis to permanently remove the unwanted hair from my face and body, and I go out in public all the time, without anyone ever noticing anything strange about me. This lifestyle may not be for everyone, but I can tell you this: don't knock it until you've tried it!

  

  

  

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