Turned into a girl
So, I registered on a dating site to look for a man. When I said I was a guy who wanted to try sucking dick and getting fucked in the ass, many blocked me. And then I found one 47-year-old man who invited me on a "date" with the possibility of ending with sex. I started preparing: I shaved my face, legs, and my entire body except my head. He said we'd grow out my hair and give me a feminine haircut. I bought some women's clothes: stockings and panties. I bought them while blushing intensely; the salesperson said, "Have a good night," and I mumbled, "It's for a girl," and quickly left. An hour before the meeting, I took a shower and did an enema. After that, I put on the stockings and panties, then jeans over them, and a T-shirt on top, and I was ready. To describe me, I was 170 cm tall, thin, but with a build resembling a girl's figure, and my ass was fire. The time came; I arrived at the spot. We agreed to meet on a bench with a table in the park. On the bench sat a big man, 190 cm tall and muscular; any girl would have given herself to him, but for some reason, he decided to get a sissy girl. I approached,
— Hello, Semyon.
— Hi, Sasha, sit down.
I sat down. He looked at me and asked,
— Why do you want me to fuck you in the ass?
I'm a very shy guy, and to such a direct question, I replied,
— Just curious — and lowered my eyes.
With one hand, he grabbed my leg, and with the other, he lifted my head,
— So, you really want to become a sissy slave?
— Yes.
— Let's go to my place, and I'll fulfill your desires.
— Let's go — I stood up, and he looked at my ass in the tight jeans and slapped it.
— Well, let's go, Ritochka. You'll be Rita now.
We left the park, approached the car. He opened the door and invited me inside. I got in; he got into the driver's seat and said,
— Well, how are we doing, guys?
I turned around; there were two men in the back seat.
— We'll make a great little girl. I got scared and tried to open the door; it was locked. Semyon grabbed my legs and, pulling out a rope from somewhere, started tying my legs. The two men began tying my hands. After 5 minutes of struggling, they finally tied me up, and I sat helplessly,
— Please, don't — a tear fell onto my jeans.
— You wanted it yourself, so you'll get it.
Semyon started driving. We left the city and drove along the highway. He turned into the bushes. I thought, "That's it, now they'll fuck me, kill me, and leave me here."
— Don't, don't, I'll scream.
— Andrei, give me the rag. The man in the back handed Semyon a rag, and he stuffed it into my mouth and wrapped my head with duct tape about ten times,
— Let's go, guys — they got out, opened the door. The two men grabbed me from behind and laid me on the ground. Semyon tied me up in some position, opened the trunk, and said, "Put her in here." They threw me in roughly and closed the door. I lay in the darkness for what felt like 2.5 hours. Finally, we stopped, and they got out. They took me out, and I saw a forester's hut; they're usually in very deep forests, so no one would find me. They carried me into the house and laid me on a table. I looked at them with the eyes of a beaten
dog. Three men stood in front of me, examining their new toy with interest, as they said. Then I realized it was a whole center of sadism and BDSM: hooks, cages, chains, sex machines, and milking equipment. One took out a syringe, mixed something, and gave me an injection; as it turned out, it was hormones. And they started slapping my ass and gradually untying me. Part 2 coming soon.