[b][u][center]Becoming Sissy For BlazingPelt By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Jake wasn't sure what to make of Cedric and his...pet? The cat supposed that was the nearest thing he could think of for what Alex was for the rat. The weasel had clung to 'her' master's side all the way back from the mall, and he didn't understand just what else he could call that crossdressing slut. She was constantly clinging to the rat, rubbing up on him and reaching down to his crotch. She'd jerked him off in the car and had whispered how much she wanted to serve him when they got back, and it was so explicit that even he'd gotten hard from it in the backseat. Which was humiliating in and of itself, because he'd been completely covered in cum from the misadventures in the clothing store. The lingerie that he'd been kept in wasn't helping, either. Now, though, he'd had the chance to get a shower and clean himself up, and he felt...better. Not great, but better, and that would do for now. He stepped out of the master shower, back into the master bedroom. Both Cedric and Alex were waiting for him, the latter kneeling down before her master and sucking the rat's cock. The cat's eyes flicked up to the ceiling almost instantly, and he cleared his throat, trying to give them notice that he had just finished his shower and that he could [i]see[/i] them, thank you very much. The rat only rolled his eyes. "If you think you watching bothers me, you're wrong." "Can't you just do that somewhere else?" "Look, pussy cat, you think that you're due a break?" "I think that I could ask for one, after what I went through at the mall." "Yeah, well, keep asking." The rat groaned as the weasel between his legs slowly pulled back. From behind, Jake had to admit that Alex looked much more feminine than masculine. There was a strange feeling of jealousy as he saw just how curvy the other submissive looked, a feeling that he didn't like in the back of his head in the slightest. As the weasel continued to bob her head, the rat gestured off to the side, pointing to a closet that was open just a bit. "Your new clothes are in there, sissy." The word echoed in his head, and not in a good way. Jake shivered as he walked over, holding tight to the towel just in case one of the other two planned on trying to take it from him. He felt eyes on him, on his ass and on the way he walked, and the cat tried to keep from shaking his ass the way that he usually did when he moved around. He felt that it wouldn't do him any good here. He opened the closet, pulled down the hanger, and stared. Prepared for him was a short-skirted maid's outfit with a pair of panties that hung from the top of the hanger. Admittedly, it wasn't as bad as it could be, as there was nothing that had been put in the panties, nor were they used. But they were very feminine, and he didn't want to think about how tempting it had been already for him. He was about to say something when Cedric's command floated to him. "Put them on." "..." "You do remember the pictures, yes?" Those were the main reasons he was here, so damn well yes, he remembered the pictures. The last thing he wanted was for those to go public, but the thought of putting on the dress... After a few seconds, the rat sighed. "It seems that you need a little more persuasion. Alex?" "Mmm..." "Alex!" The sissy weasel immediately jerked back as the cat put the dress back. He met the sissy's eyes, saw the disappointment and sadness in them. "Aww, you don't want to be the real you? That's so sad." "Look, I know that you have blackmail on me, but can't...can't I do something else? Anything else?" "No," the rat said. "But I think that perhaps we moved too quickly. Alex, take him down to the schoolroom. I think it's time for him to learn something." "Schoolroom?" Jake asked. # "That's not a schoolroom." If anything, it was more of a dungeon, but as much as he tried to escape, the damn weasel was just too fast and too strong. He kept forgetting that Alex wasn't actually female, and it wasn't helped by the fact that the other 'woman' was just as slender and curved as a normal female, padded in just the right places to give the right illusion and tucking her cock too far back for him to be able to see any sort of bulge. He blushed as he was dragged into the room, pulled through the doorway and thrust into some sort of X-frame. He struggled, squirming as his hands were pinned in place over his head, spread out wide, and his legs were put through the same treatment. The cat blushed worse as the weasel rubbed his cock with one of her gloved hands, the silk rubbing along the base of his shaft only making it worse. His cheeks burned hotter, his toes curling as she stroked him hard and then left him throbbing. "I'm sorry that you can't get it through your head, you stupid cat, but it's clear that you're a sissy. I don't know why it's so hard for you to understand." "But I'm not. I have...I have my own identity. I'm a guy." "You're a guy that gets off in panties." "Only because they're soft." "And you keep staring at me, wanting to be me." He wasn't going to answer that. He just clenched his teeth together tightly and looked away. Alex stared at him for a few seconds, then shook her head. "Well, if you're not going to admit it, we'll just have to teach you." "And how are you going to do that?" "By putting you into the right state of mind. Here." The weasel walked over to one of the tables nearby. Most of it was covered in sex toys, but here and there were different items, ones that he didn't entirely understand or recognize. Eventually, the weasel pulled out something that looked almost like a VR helmet, dragging it out and putting it on his head. The front had a set of clear glass goggles over it, keeping him from seeing any sort of screen. The rest of the helmet covered his head thoroughly, running down the back of his head just enough to keep him from being able to tilt his head forward and knock it off, and just short enough to keep him from bumping the helmet off his shoulders and knocking it off. "What's the point of this?" "You'll see." "Come on, this isn't fair! I didn't want to be here." "Oh, yes you did. The real you, sissy you, wanted this. She needs this." "But I'm not -" ZZZZZZZZT! The helmet activated, sending shocks through his skull, and then the goggles in front of him went black. The cat slumped forward, unable to hold himself upwards anymore, and blacked out. # When he opened his eyes again, the world was black. He blinked, opening them again, and almost like there was some sort of delay, the black in front of him opened with them. Light defocused, then focused again. The cat was staring out at a field of white, but for some reason, couldn't move or turn his head to see what was going on. Instead, all he could do was look forward. Why? [i]Bzzzzt.[/i] No, not why. Questions were bad. Questions were the things that felt bad. Good people listened. Good people did what they were told. [i]What - [/i] BZZZZZZZZT! Another buzz, louder and more violent than the first one, told him that he was treading on dangerous ground. He pushed the question down, trying to show that he would go along with this, that he wouldn't fight the oddness or ask too many questions. The buzzing faded, and he was allowed to just stare forward again. Staring into the white, there was so little to focus on. It was like he was left in nothingness, and he shivered as he tried to find something, anything to stare at. The constant emptiness was maddening to him, and he couldn't take himself away from it, couldn't shut his eyes or tune it out. It was like it was always there, always around him, giving him nothing to focus on. He could feel his thoughts bleeding away. Without focus, all he could do was spread out, the noise of every thought trying to be the thing that was focused on drowning out everything else. The cat panted softly, whimpering, feeling scared for the first time in some time. Then, something appeared. It was something...red, dark red, and it was a long way off. He tilted his head to the side, narrowing his eyes and squinting to try and make it out. Whatever it was, it was different from the pure whiteness everywhere around him, and that was more than good enough for him. He kept staring at it, begging it to come closer, and almost as if it could hear his thoughts, it did just that, floating through the whiteness in his direction. He sighed in relief, staring at it, feeling almost hungry for the sight of this strange, pink-red thing. He didn't know what it was, but anything that wasn't this whiteness was good. He didn't have to question that. It was saving him. It was his guardian against the insanity. The whiteness faded a bit as it came closer, finally stopping in front of him. Jake stared at it, and then blushed. It was a cock. A disembodied, throbbing, dripping cock. He swore that he could smell the musk coming off from it, wondered how it would feel if it was something that was actually real. Was it something that would fill him? No, no, there was something - [i]BZZZZT![/i] The warning buzz pushed away his questions, forcing him to stare at the cock without any further wonderings. It was better to stare, better to just look at it rather than wonder what it meant. It was better for him, better for everyone. The cock moved a bit closer, floating just over his nose. He saw it sway slightly, back and forth, back and forth. And as it swayed, he felt a strange pleasure. Something...something like a mouth, something sucking him somewhere. He groaned, thrusting his hips forward slowly - [i]BZZZT![/i] There was the tiniest of shocks around the back of his head, a warning against moving. He listened, going still. No, better not to think about it, better not to puzzle things out. Just stay there, stay still, listen, stare, and enjoy. And he enjoyed. The soft tongue working up and down on his cock, the way that it was teasing him and building him up, left him panting in short order. The poor cat moaned under his breath, leaning his head down as far as it would go, but that cock still stayed there, swaying back and forth before him, almost like someone was gripping the base and swinging it along, teasing him. Every time that it swayed to the left, he felt the tongue and mouth and lips working their way down to the base of his cock, and every time that it went to the right, he felt the mouth pulling back. Left, down, right, up, left, down, right, up, constantly teasing him, constantly building him up to something else, something bigger. He moaned under his breath as he stared at the cock, wondering what was going on, how it was making him feel like this. Then he stopped wondering, fearing for the pain that would come with a question if he thought about it for too long. Instead, he just stared, just enjoyed, just savored the feeling. Left, down, right, up, left, down, right, up. He was moaning, he realized, moaning long and loud when the words started to appear. They were red letters, the same hue as the cock before him, and they passed by his eyes almost too quick to see. They went over his head, to the side, and seemed to come out of the cock tip. [i]Sissy.[/i] [i]Slut.[/i] [i]Obedient.[/i] [i]Cock lover.[/i] [i]Horny.[/i] [i]Needy.[/i] [i]Submissive.[/i] The words came shooting by, almost too fast to see, but they were there, nonetheless. He couldn't miss them, couldn't ignore them. All he could do was let them sink into his head. It didn't hurt, feeling them settle in. At first, there was a slight feeling of wrongness, but only for a few seconds. It faded as the words kept coming by, filling him again and again and again, matching the constant pleasure that came from down below. Jake moaned as he felt something else filling him, too, a pair of fingers sliding under his tail. He didn't know where they came from, nor did he question it. It felt too good to question, and he didn't want to make the cock angry. [i]Cock is god.[/i] He whispered softly in response. "Cock...is god..." [i]Sissies serve cock.[/i] "Sissies...serve...cock..." He got a long lick along the head of his cock for that one, and he moaned at the top of his lungs, his toes curling in response. The cat slumped back again a few seconds later, panting for breath as he felt himself right on the edge of orgasm, the sucking slowly stopping until there was nothing but the pleasure in his ass. And that was more than enough for Jake. His eyes were closed to slits, his breath coming slowly as the phrases kept sliding past his vision. [i]Cock is god.[/i] [i]Sissies serve cock.[/i] [i]Sissies are girly.[/i] [i]You are girly.[/i] [i]You are sissy.[/i] [i]Cock is your god.[/i] The phrases were settling in, coming faster and faster, dominating the white. He was happy for them, eager to submit to the pleasure that came from obeying. The feeling of the fingers in his ass only made him grin wider as they worked him faster and faster, and he giggled as he repeated the phrases in front of his eyes. Little by little, they seeped into him, and little by little they became true. # The helmet came off later, who knew how long. Certainly not him. Alex stood in front of him, holding two different dresses by wooden hangers. For a split second, there was a moment of distaste, then the cat's libido and giggly personality asserted itself. He - no, [i]she[/i] - grinned and grabbed the pink dress on the left, hugging it to her chest. She giggled again, smiling as she tugged the panties off the top of the hanger and held it to her thigh. "Oh, this is going to go lovely with my fur." "Heh, yes, won't it just? Just make sure to drag your dickie back." The cat nodded, pulling her cock back as far as it would go. After all, good sissies didn't show their boners unless their master told them to, and Master Cedric hadn't said anything about that just yet. Alex helped her get used to the feeling of a dress, and worked on getting the chest stuffed properly. Jake had never imagined what she would look like with breasts, but she had to admit, it wasn't a bad look. Nor were the slight pads that she had in her hips and butt to enhance what she had. When it was done, Alex patted her cheek, and Jake patted her butt. They both giggled eagerly, and then skipped along back to the master. Cock was god, and their god waited for them. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]