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15 minutes ago I was a secret gurl with a normal and boring life on the outside. I would indulge in my sissy fantasies while I was alone, but it stayed with me privately. That always made me feel okay about everything going on inside my girly mind. I guess that internal reassurance was how I ended up in this situation. Higher than the moon, completely dressed like a slutty teen girl, and locked in my apartment with.. my new daddy. In that moment of staring into the mirror I recounted all of the things I told him over Snapchat and the site we met on. At the time I really did want to meet a dominate older man who could show me how to live the life I wanted, but there was a huge part of me that understood it to just be an elevated form of porn. Engaging anonymously with daddies, discussing all the dirty things I thought of, then finishing and logging off. I never could have anticipated that one slip of my tongue would have caused this much of a life-changing alteration for my future.
I told daddy all about my sissy interests and now he was in my apartment slowly indulging me with them. He had treated me like a gurl from the moment we locked eyes. Never once did he address anything about my male side. I mean there wasn’t really anything masculine about me to comment on, but still. He also forced me (in a soft way) to model this sexy little outfit for him. The kind of revealing and completely feminine attire that would kill me of embarrassment to be seen in. Daddy had already scratched two of my fantasy thoughts off the list and the choice wasn’t even mine! I reluctantly went along with it, as I feared being outed via blackmail for the whole world to see. I dreamed of a situation like this in the past while masturbating late at night, but I didn’t know what I was getting into or how I would get out now. This also made me question what I told him that he hasn’t done to me yet. Blowjobs, toys, chastity, anal, etc. I shuttered at each ‘activity’ and it really had my sissy brain melting.
In my stoned sissy state daddy knocked on the door. It felt like I had only been out of the shower for a moment, but daddy’s response indicated otherwise. “Hey babe, are you okay? The water has been off for over half an hour, do you need help putting anything on?” I was lost for words and just stood frozen, maintaining the staring match with my mirrored self. He patiently waited for my response and made it clear that he wasn’t just going to leave and be done with me.
“I’m okay daddy” came softly from my lips, “I’m just so baked and couldn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror.”
He gave a weak laugh “Hard to believe you didn’t wake up that way this morning, isn’t it?” I was so embarrassed with every question he asked.
“Yes daddy, I can’t believe it at all” I said as I remained standing, now hands by my side and exploring. Daddy remained silent, then started walking away. I ran my palms over my rounded and wide hips, gave them the lightest squeeze through the booty shorts, transitioned slowly back to my bubble butt and played with it softly. In the span of a couple seconds, I settled down.
I was still incredibly high from the weed daddy kissed into me, but I felt as though my head was on straight enough to finally turn the handle. I opened the door to find Daddy sitting at my little kitchen breakfast table, which was on the same side of the room as the bathroom. He was sipping a drink he must have brought with him and was making himself comfortable while reading on his phone. He also had my gurly little bong on the table with a bowl packed. I kept my head down as I walked toward him, trying to maintain as girly of a little strut as I could.
Stopping directly in front of him, I tried to break the tension I was feeling and asked what he was drinking. “Its pineapple juice sweetie. I brought a few of them over for you as well, I already put them in the fridge. I bet you’ll be thanking me later for those!” I was confused at that comment but every time he would say or do something that would further the current situation, he didn’t leave enough time for me to fully process what he was doing to me.
“Now seriously babe” He stood up and reached out, taking my hands as I obeyed. Daddy took me in his grips and placed my hands around his neck, then placed his around my waist. Since there was about 10 inches of height difference between us, I would have to get on my tippy toes a lot from this point on. When we first got inside my unit he leaned down lower than this time, so I now had to go up a bit higher. It made me feel really submissive to him in that moment and the fear was slowly dissipating in exchange for sluttier emotions.
For the first time since acquainting ourselves I leaned my head closer first. I guess I thought if I made a few concessions early on, that he would be more gentle with this whole ordeal. We locked lips and I started to feel my body getting tingly. Being so stoned and new to everything happening caused such extreme sensory overload. We made out for a few seconds erzurum escort and then daddy held my hips as he French kissed me like before. He was rolling my hips with force but nothing to concern me more than I had been already. I sucked on his tongue a little bit although for the most part he was just shoving that tongue into my mouth, reaching for the back of my throat.
I felt like I was getting dizzy and my nerves about the experience were bubbling up so I pulled away. Funny how I started the kiss and in that tiny duration of time was able to be the one that wanted it to stop. My mind was fighting itself the whole time. My male side was struggling to hold on as sissy Jenna had been creeping up on me over the past many months. Daddy smiled and started lightly jiggling my bum by using my hips to do so (These Lulu booty shorts did nothing to help me lol).
“I’m glad you’re adjusting and getting into this baby gurl! You really do look hawt with that little outfit on. After I first saw your pics and videos and you left the chat I couldn’t help but run out and buy it for you. I estimated your size based on my experience with similar good gurls and then went with one size smaller just to give you that hugging feeling. You’re so jiggly and thicc already that I figured you’d be more comfortable this way baby.” Daddy gently spun me around (so that I was facing away from him) and began taking his seat. His grip around my hips didn’t allow for me to remain standing so onto his lap I went. I yelped as he brought me down on his upper thigh.
I was sat very close to his chest with my legs in between his, as my hands rested on top of my thighs. Daddy lifted up his pineapple drink, brought it to my hands, and told me to finish it. It was really refreshing and super sweet so I had no problem consuming it quickly. As I came to the last sip daddy changed his grip from my love handles to the top and sides of my booty. He squeezed my juicy ass and said “Look babe, since you spent so much time in the bathroom getting ready for daddy I bet that you are coming down a bit and would like to try your little smoking trick that I taught you again!”
Daddy grabbed the bong from the table (always leaving one hand on my thicc bum) and told me I was going to light it for him this time. I picked up the pink lighter (Side note: I would always buy little pink things besides clothing and toys while hiding my sissy self, as it gave me a girly feeling while not risking getting caught), sparked up the entire bowl, and daddy ripped it steadily. He clearly took more this time than before on the bed and I was so scared he was actually going to make me higher than I’ve ever been. Once he was through the remaining cherry he motioned for me to lift the bowl. I did as he requested and he cleared the chamber before setting the bong down and moving in for the kill.
I thought he was just going to kiss me and repeat the same gurly confusion in my mind, but this time he wanting to take me just a touch deeper down the rabbit hole. Once his bong hand was free he took his other hand from my booty and picked me up around the waist with both. He took me from sitting on his one thigh, to facing him with both legs over his. My bubble butt was now directly resting on his soft, but still large cock. He showed up in gym shorts and he did it for a good reason. He wanted to entice me with the shape and feel before I ever had the chance to gaze at it in the flesh. Slowly boiling the frog again and again and again. As we now looked into each other’s eyes, it had been maybe 10 seconds since he took the massive bong hit and needed relief. He place both hands on my booty with each hand squeezing and playing with its respective cheek. He didn’t need to guide me at this point with a hand behind my neck. He assumed correctly that I was now getting comfortable with some kissing and other sensual acts. I hadn’t felt like I could actually run away, yet..
Going in for daddy’s lips was exhilarating and at the same time getting scary again. A constant theme of meeting daddy was the anxiety and nerves that I felt about everything. I planted my lips on his and daddy immediately pushed out a mighty exhale into my mouth, bringing with it a major cloud of smoke. I coughed halfway into him getting the smoke down my lungs, but he just keep blowing the hit into my face and nose. As I was struggling for breath on his lap, he was playing with my booty and covering me in a stream of weed smoke. I probably breathed in another half bong rip worth (that I would normally take) but the coughing subsided promptly. I was a stoner gurl so it wasn’t as if I was a complete rooky. “I think its time we go watch our move now, don’t you agree baby gurl?”
I was in such close proximity to him that I felt a heightened sense of my submissive and gurly side. “Okay daddy” was all that came out..
I got off of daddy’s lap and before he could tell me to, I grabbed his hand and guided him back to the bed side of the room. “Jenna esat escort baby while I get the movie picked out, I want you to show me again how you like to move. I want to see the girly gurl that was softly shaking and twerking that bubble butt earlier on Snapchat.” Daddy turned on my computer speakers and started playing some hip hop instrumentals. Heavy bass kind of stuff that was slower, and as he put it “wouldn’t exert me too much”. He sat on the bed while I stood in front of him.
“Now turn around and show me that juicy peach babygurl. I want you to put your hands on your knees and show me how you can make that booty wobble!” At this point I was completely obliterated from the bong clouds. I was nervously giggling as I got into his desired position and just began picking up on the beat and going to work. I started ultra slow and he quickly correctly my behavior by giving me a light swat on the left cheek and saying “You had much more sway and feminine energy on camera for me babe. You can do this Jenna, its just you and daddy here now.” My nerves weren’t calm but I had to keep the show going whilst trying to fight through this insane stoned feeling.
Daddy let me dance for a few songs while just laying back in my bed with the tv remote in hand. He flipped through Netflix while he admired how much of a little sissy slut I was becoming for him. Thicc thighs, flared hips, a tiny waist, and a big booty to top it off! All jiggling and swaying to the music for him to enjoy. At some point during the third song and in the midst of my sissy haze, daddy stood up and spun me to face him as he grabbed onto my waistband. I tried to ask what he was doing but he swiftly dove in for another kiss and tongued my gurly mouth. He put his thumbs inside the band and promptly peeled them off of my bubble butt and down to just below the crease (where the back of my thighs meet my ass). Grabbing all of the scrunched up material he used it to bounce my booty around, while maintaining the passionate kiss he had me consumed by.
“I think I found the right movie for you Jenna sweetie. Let me help you out of these so you are comfy when we lay down.” Daddy took my booty shorts completely off and left me standing there in just thigh high socks, my thong, the crop top, and my choker.
He steered me into bed and then propped both of my pillows on top of each other. This left only enough room for us to share the stack of pillows. He got down first and then took me into his embrace. Daddy was laying on his back facing the screen and I was now on my side with my head on his chest and my leg over his closest leg. He grabbed my booty with the hand closest to me as it was wrapped around my body as we climbed into bed. The other hand contained the remote and as I looked to the side and focused on the screen I read the ‘movie’ title.
I used the quotes because it wasn’t the romantic comedy or thriller I expected it to be. ‘Trans gurl gives daddy a blowjob’ was beginning to play. He clearly ditched the Netflix idea but this was also not a website that I had recognized. It looked sort of low budget judging from the user interface. “This was one of my favorite gurls Jenna. I like to keep the best moments saved like this on my private website. Don’t worry I’m not going to record you or anything like that. I know you’re not there yet.” I was in heat and couldn’t even start to process what he was meaning by this.
The video started playing and depicted the daddy who was holding my ass and cuddling with me, with another gurl. She was a cute, young, and passable white gurl. Around my age if I had to guess. She was sitting on the couch in his lap kissing him as he felt up her sexy little body. I was reminded of my current situation even harder as I continued watching. Daddy had both hands on my bum at this moment and I had my neck turned on his chest while viewing the screen. I was so worried I was about to become just like that gurl. I mean I basically was already in just the span of an hour and some change.
Our energy seemed similar, but our measurements appeared slightly different. She was a little bit taller, smaller booty, less fat in the hips and thighs but still curvy, and super feminine. What surprised me came as he lifted her long sleeve crop top off.. she had titties! It felt like daddy could read my mind because he piped up “I bet you wish you had a bouncy pair of titties, don’t you cutie?”
“The thought of them does intrigue me daddy. I just have no way to hide something like that from my public life.” I shyly responded.
“Nonsense babygurl!” He playful stated in a raised voice as he spanked both cheeks and then continued to rub them. “You have this curvy little, college gurl, slut body right here already! When I browsed through your clothing as you showered, I couldn’t help but notice how baggy all of your clothes are. You’ve already told me that you workout and eat right for this feminine body you have. Yet on the other hand you have been maintaining your esenler escort normal life up until this point too. How would a perky pair of boobs change any of that? Don’t you want to be daddy’s jiggle slut anyway?”
OMG how could anyone respond to that!?!? It was incredibly direct and forced me to feel extremely girly when he asked that. Yesterday I was a loner with a bad habit of testing out my sissy side in private and now I was on track to be.. a jiggle slut for daddy. He kept playing with my fem body as he kissed me and held me tightly.
After he released my lips from his, he grabbed his bag with his right hand which was up on the bed with us. I looked back at the tv with my glazed over eyes to realize that the scene had progressed from the make out session on daddy’s lap, to this little slut now tugging at his pants and freeing his huge cock. The same long and thick white dick that was waving at me in the video from Snapchat. The one that I had felt under my booty at the kitchen table. The one I was now beginning to feel in bed. It started to grow against my thigh as daddy had apparently found what he was looking for in his bag.
He released his other other large hand from my bubble butt and retrieved my water bottle on the night stand. “I have a little treat for you babygurl!” Daddy held up a little pink heart shaped pill as he passed me the water. “I know you’re getting nervous about what you are seeing on screen and where this going. This is something I like to give my new gurl to take all her nerves away. Allowing you to be at peace and really enjoy the decision you have made.” Decision that I made?? Uhh I was not at all planning on doing things the way they had happened so far. I was nervous as hell and still on the fence this morning. I logged off because I needed time to think. That walk could’ve helped a lot right about now lol.
“What is it daddy?” I retorted with a fearful but ever so slightly curious look on my face.
“It’s something I like to call ‘Sissy Candy’. It helps to reduce inhibitions and enable creativity.”
“Will it get me all fucked up daddy? I’m already so god damn stoned right now from all the bong rips and I don’t think I could get higher and still be ok.”
“Baby gurl this isn’t like weed. It’ll react differently but I promise I’ll make sure you stay comfortable and feeling safe the whole time.”
Like many of his actions before, I wasn’t given enough time to thoughtfully question whether the next step was right for me. He put his finger to my lips and parted them. Reaching his pointer finger into my mouth he scooped my tongue out and told me to keep it there. Daddy kissed my tongue before placing the tiny pink pill onto the center of it and then leaning back to rest on the pillow. “Good gurl Jenna, time to swallow.” I shivered inside as I imagined I was probably going to be hearing that same phrase with a different context that daddy had in mind. I took a couple small sips of water to ease the pill into my system and down it went!
“It’ll take a little bit to kick in but we have a great film to focus on in the meantime.” He cuddled me and admired my body up and down. From jiggling my booty, to rolling my hips and squeezing my thighs, kissing my neck and leaving a hickey, and playing with my hair. I was insanely passive now and just going with the flow that daddy guided through. The gurl on tv was now sucking on the tip and stroking with both of her tiny hands as the pill started to take effect on my sissy mind.
I had never done pills or any hard drugs before this point in life. I would rarely drink, but enjoyed my weed and nicotine from vaping. The sensation was something I have never experienced. My skin felt warmer than usual, I wasn’t able to focus as much on the movie (somehow even less than before with just the enormous bong hits), and I was starting to get hornier. I closed my eyes and rested on daddies chest again as I unknowingly smiled a little. He continued to treat me like his sleepy gurlfriend and make me jiggle.
Daddy suddenly kissed me and then said “It looks to me like my sissy gurlfriend is rolling right now! Is Jenna feeling like a good gurl? Unexplainably ‘lovey’ inside?”
I giggled softer than a church mouse. “Yes daddy, I don’t know how to describe everything that I am going through, but I feel warm and relaxed.”
“That’s perfect sweetie because I have just the thing you need right now to really enjoy that feeling to its maximum potential”. I had forgotten about the tv as I was lost in my sissy haze that had consumed the last parts of my brain.
Daddy moved really fast with his next step. He pushed me to the side of him as he sat up and adjusted the pillows to allow for him to be comfortable while sitting with his back to the wall. He removed his shorts and underwear in one motion and promptly put me in between his legs on my hands and knees, so that I was staring right at him past the hefty beast inches away from my mouth. I couldn’t see the tv anymore in this position but that was the least of my concern. I was so shocked at his speed to rearrange us from sensually cuddling to now being faced with the first dick I have ever seen in person, besides my own little clitty. Not just my first, but the biggest cock that most woman will ever see in a lifetime.
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