7 comments/ 35848 views/ 32 favorites I Am Alice By: 16boy69 Part 1: Placing the bet, or the beginning of a new life. I met this girl at a party. She looked sweet, innocent, and rich! However, in the end, all that happened was that she got my number. It is usually the other way round: the guy getting the phone number, but who am i to judge, i don't know anything about courting and dating women. She was so gorgeous i could hardly concentrate on our conversation. If this wasn't enough to have me hooked on her, she was really touchy, paying close attention to my long hair. She had breasts that could easily fill a C-cup, and hips that were full but really sexy, just looking at them made me know that she works out hard. I don't know what made her talk to me, she was taller and looked even stronger than myself. Maybe she liked younger and weaker boys like myself? Or maybe she was just trying to show off her skills in seduction, and i was a simple specimen? I, on the other hand, was not a man. I was simply a boy: i had a slim body, i was short, i had long blonde hair, and an ass that you could easily grab. Not that i wanted it to be grabbed by anyone, but it really was a handful. I knew i was straight, even though i had sometimes an attraction to the alpha male body at the gym showers, where they would show off their strong masculine body. Like i said, this hot girl at the party got me under her charm in a blink of a eye and had taken my number in less than 15 minutes. She was then out on her way, leaving me there daydreaming about her body, a really beautiful feminine body of a lady that was strong and powerful. I was horny, still stunned that she picked me from all the men at the party to talk to. Two days later, she had called me when i was at work and asked me to meet her at a park 10 minutes away from my workplace. I obliged myself to puke and call sick for the rest of the day so i could meet her. I drove quickly to where she was, thinking about that night and how lucky i was. She greeted me with a smile and told me: "That was fast, Alan!" She had remembered my name! "I acted i was sick so i could come over quickly, Jane!" "Eager aren't we?" "What can i do, i can't refuse such an invitation from a girl as beautiful as you!" I instantly knew i sounded too eager for her, too eager for her hot strong fit body, too eager to do anything she would ask. Like what the hell? Did i just admit to her that i am hooked on her body? "Oh my! That is so sweet from you! And you are such a cute little boy, so young and feminine!" "Thanks, i guess.." I didn't like her calling me feminine that much... "I have to say, i love your body too, it seems so weak and feminine, almost like a girl!" "I am not weak!! And i can prove it!" I felt a bit hurt by her remark, even though i knew she was joking. I am a man, i am 18 years old now, she can't call me a boy like that! Even if i call myself a boy, it hurts to hear someone else say it. She looked into my eyes with a smirk, like she had plans for me. "So you could beat me at whatever game i want?" She asked while looking at me with those sexy blue eyes. "Yes! Whatever you want!" I quickly reply. "Hmmm okay... I bet you i can beat you at three sport games easily!" "Okay, at whatever you want, miss!" I said without even thinking about the consequences of my actions, actions that will, in the near future, change my entire life to a world of unknown bliss! "It's easy! I have to win three games, and you only one. The loser has to be the other person's slave for the rest of the day!" She says as she plays with my hair, like it was her own, turning it and passing her finger through it. "Okay, where do we meet?" "Tomorrow at 8:00 o'clock, my place. The sooner you come the sooner you get to be my slave and serve my superior body! I will send you the address over the phone!" She says as she stands up. I stand up too. "Can't wait to beat you and get in control!" "You wish girly boy! Tomorrow you become mine! Tomorrow i will turn you into the girl you always were and then i will fuck you up the ass, and make you MY girl!" I feel myself blush, and my heart speed. She seems so confident about what she is going to do, that i feel like it has already been done. However, i realize that soon, i may be in bed with that gorgeous hot lady topping her and making her MY girl! We hug each other good bye, and she cups my girly (sadly) ass with one hand and plays one more time with my hair with the other. Her hand on my ass start going closer to my ass hole through my pants, and i unconsciously push myself against her hand, while my hands are still firmly on her back. "You see, i am the one in control girl! Your ass is mine! Your hands don't even dare touch my superior body!" I realize my hands had moved away, respecting the body of that superior lady near me, while her hand was fully inside my ass and her other hand was finger fucking my ear. I let her do it, and push myself even more against her hand up my girly hot sexy feminine ass. What was happening to me? I catch myself smiling at the amazing feeling of getting my ear finger fucked, an action so intimate that usually happens the other way around, and that i started moaning to. I remove my hands from behind her and put them at my sides, as i feel too unexperienced to even touch her. I let her take control, and moan in girly sounds at the ear fucking of her expert hand. It feels so good, yet it is so wrong! Meanwhile, her other hand had found its way inside my jeans and was playing with my tight virgin untouched asshole. She gets closer to my other ear, the one not being blissfully violated, and whispers in a hot sexy voice: "Tomorrow, i will fuck you up that girly virgin ass, and make you a girl. It was so easy getting you submitting to me, but i will wait for tomorrow for the real fuck!" Before i can do or say anything, she moves away from me and goes on her own way. I am so excited for tomorrow! And it is weird, but i liked how she grabbed my ass like that, and how i let her take control this easily this soon. I felt like i already knew what would happen, but couldn't admit it to myself. Tomorrow, my body will be hers. I can feel it in my hair, my freshly fucked ear, and my ass, they already knew who they belonged to Part 2: A wrestling match, or my first step into submission. Her house was so big, it shouted dominance and power. I saw a swimming pool to the right when i passed the gate and large grass areas, just before reaching the big mansion that seemed to belong to some sort of a king! It was big, made in white sparkling stones, and looked huge. That girl was surely rich! I pick up my phone from my pocket and make sure that the address is right. It is. This is going to be good! I parked my little Yaris in a parking spot next to many other cars (no need to tell you the type of cars these were..), they made my car look small, pathetic, and girly. This is exactly how i felt like all night long, finger fucking my ear and playing with my ass, trying to remember the amazing meeting we had. I was hooked on the amazing feelings this toying gave me. I made my way to the house. It was 7:55 when i rang the bell of the mansion and waited. After 5 minutes of no one answering, and two more bell rings, i felt like i had the wrong address. As i removed my phone from my pocket to make sure of the location, the door opened to her in sexy yoga pants and a tight workout bra over her sexy perfect globes. She looked amazing. I wanted to compliment her on her gorgeous looks when she interrupted me: "I told you to come at 8:00 o'clock, you have to learn how to receive orders from me if you want to become my slave!" She says with a giggle in her voice, as she takes my cellphone and puts it on a table next to the door. She had already started dominating me, by taking control of my phone, and indirectly, my whole old life. I can't find anything smart to reply, and instead act like a complete pussy, already falling into submission: "Sorry miss, i didn't mean to bother you. It will never happen again, i promise!" "You may call me mistress." She says as she moves away from the door and lets me in. I will pass describing the house to you, because it will take too much time to speak about how awesome it is. Let's just say that this lady is comfortable where she is. She walks over to a door on the right and just stares at me with a look that says "Come over slave. Now.". I embarrassingly sped over to where she is like a puppy and follow her trough the rooms of the vast mansion. I stare at her ass as we move from room to room to a place where our first contest seems to begin. She turns around quickly and catches me staring at her ass. Angry at what i did, she says with authority in her voice: "Hey! My ass is off limits to you! You are not worthy enough to see it!" "I am so sorry it won't happen again!!" "Good girl! Such an obedient slave! Okay now our first contest is wrestling. First one who pins the other or makes him tap out 2 times wins. Now try helping me move away those stuff." I had quickly moved my eyes off her sexy ass that i will surely not look at again, like a good girl. What did i just think? I notice we are in a small gymnasium with a weight kit in the middle. I start helping her, and soon notice how strong she is compared to me: while i move stuff that are light, just like a girl (goddamnit!), she takes care of 20kg+ objects, and i see her muscles flex and relax. I already know she will beat me, but i also know i will give it my best shot. I am a man, for christ's sake! After a while, she looks at me and says, with sarcasm in her voice: "Honey, how about you warm up for the match ahead, and let me do all the real work, i believe it will ruin your back if you try carrying anything! I sure don't want my future slave to get hurt!" "Thank you mistress!" I say before realizing my mistake. "Good girl!! I like you already babe!" She says before i can get to explain myself. Embarrassed, i remove my sweatshirt and start stretching my weak girly muscles in a corner of the room. I have to admit they are weak and girly next to the hot muscles of this lady! I was dressed in a mid-knee high short and a shirt as i twisted my -girly- body as far as i can take it. Why did i refer to my body as girly? Was i already falling into submission? In less than three minutes, she had finished moving the heavy weights, and had called me to the center of the room. After that, she reminded me the rules: no punches, just holds, the one who makes the other submit or tap out wins a round. First one to win two rounds is the winner. The match begins with us standing, and soon enough, she had me on the floor when she lifted my slim feet off the ground. "We will get to shave those feet soon enough girly boy!" She says as i stand up as fast as i can. She had caught me by surprise, something i will not allow again. I get closer to her and take hold of her right arm. She quickly counters by taking hold of my pinky finger and pulling it towards the ground. I squeal in pain as my arm muscles stretch more than they can bare. She pushes me off her and waits for me to recover. I get closer to her, trying to grab her waist, but she manages to get behind me and in no time, she has me on the ground again and gets on top of me, straddling me with her smooth legs. "See those hot legs, she says, soon you will have same ones, only yours will become even smaller, i am stronger and have more muscles than you do!" I feel so embarrassed, and blush weakly. I realize too late that i had my hands on her smooth legs, worshiping them and caressing every curve. "They are so beautiful, so are so lucky to have them!" "Soon, you will too!" She then grabs my head, and presses it between her hot breasts! I don't understand what she does, until i realize i can no longer breathe! It feels so hot, yet so wrong, to have my head forcefully stuck between the breasts of a women i met just a couple of days ago! And it is the first women that lets me that close to her. I have been single my whole life, and now, i had found a lady that is taking easily control of my body and directing my every movement. As i try to push my head off her sexy globes, holding them and pushing them away, i feel the softness of her mounds and unconsciously start playing with her large aureolas. She secures my head with one hand and reaches the other under my shirt to play with my little nipples. I moan inside her breasts, and hold at her breasts firmly, trying to pay it back, even though i can barely breathe. I don't even fight anymore, and let her take full control of my body, as i put my arms around her back and hug her. She still holds me against her breasts, yet a bit softer now, as she expertly plays with my sensitive girly large nipples. I moan my acceptance as i caress her back, and feel my body melting into hers. I am a game between her hands as she pinches my sensitive nipples and takes control of my girly body. I feel myself change into a girl, my mind transforming into a more feminine one. My body responds to the simple act of nipple play as i moan my love and my new submission. It feels all so surreal, and my head goes a bit numb with the lack of oxygen. I love the feeling, but have to hold on to dear life, as i tap out for the first time. She takes my head away with both hands, and plays with my long girly hair as she says: "Did you like it?" "I loved it! Even though i had to tap out in the end, it was so hot! I never wanted to tap out, but life was calling me back." I admit openly. "Good girl! If you really liked me playing with your sexy small breasts so much, why don't you take off your shirt?" Without thinking, i do just as she asks and i stare into her eyes. "Good girl! And hot slim body!" She twists my nipples, and pain merge with pleasure as they both invade my body. "Ah yes! That feels so good! Play with my breasts! Don't stop." That is when she stands up to get ready for the second round. I dumbly stand up, topless, feeling slightly exposed, as i think about how easily she got me to tap out for her, and how hot i felt between her expert hands. I have to be stronger if i want her to fulfill my every need! Or maybe do i want to become her slave and listen to her orders, become a girl and give her my body? No! I have to take control!! The second round starts, and surely, seconds later, i was on my back on the ground, her at my shorts levels, looking down at my hairy legs. She was fast, agile, and strong. A true wrestler. She reaches over and holds a bunch of hair, and pulls at them quickly to remove them. I yelp in pain. She keeps it up, taking a bunch of hair in each hand and pulling them off. It hurts so much, i feel my eyes water. "No please stop, i can't take it anymore!" I yell out. She keeps it up, not once slowing down, and hair after hair disappear from my legs, and as i scream agony: "I give up! I give up! I can't take it anymore! You win!! I give up!" She turns around to look me into my eyes and says with a soft voice: "Do you tap out, girly boy? Or do you want me to continue feminizing you by removing every hair you have on your legs?" "I can't... It is so hard for me! I want you to take them off, but not this way! It hurts so much! Please stop! Please!" I moan and pant under her expert hands. She holds another bunch of hair, turns around once more, and says: "Who am i to you, girly boy?" I know exactly what she wants to hear: "You are my mistress! You are my ruler! Please stop my agony!" "I soon will be your mistress, yes, girly boy!" She says as she removes the last group of hair. "Thank you mistress!" I say as she stands up and moves away from me. She is not tired at all, actually she seems quite relaxed! I, on the other hand, am sweating and panting. As i look down to my legs, i notice the horror: not one hair is at the same size as the other. I find myself wishing that she had removed all my hair! I think, maybe soon enough, i will get to shave them as she promised me! I couldn't figure out if it was a good or a bad thing. Maybe i soon will.. "Time to go to the tennis court!" She says, pulling me out of my trance. "Throw your shirt in this garbage can, girly boy, it is hot out there, and you lost it when you lost this game! " I do as told by my mistress. Did i just call her that?? "Good boy!" She congratulates me Part 3: The tennis match or finding my feminine side. After about ten minutes, we are at the tennis court, training each one of us on her own - sorry his own - side of the court. I can't believe how big her house is! It is so amazing, and has everything in it. She explains to me that her dad possesses one of the most important business firms in the country, and that the house was a gift for her birthday! She even tells me that there is no one around, and that were are alone, which relieves me, having my shirt off and all. I feel so weak an inferior to her, her fully dressed, me in my shorts only, and looking at her hot strong body -but not her ass, i was not worthy of it- after every hit i make. I learn of her on our way here too that she is 20 years old. When i admit that i am 18 years old only, she says: "Wow that is so cute! You are younger than me, and that is another reason for you to be kneeling soon enough at my legs!" I don't reply, but smile at the idea. She is a dominant, and i find myself slowly turning into her pet. Into her girl! She comes over to my side of the playground, and i forget about the ball i am playing with as i stop to look at her. I feel so attracted to her! She gets close to me and makes me hold her racket as she stands behind me. I can feel her breath on my ears as she speaks: "Let me tell you the rules, girl!" I feel her soft hands on both of my ass cheeks through my shorts. I willingly push my back to her as i reply in my mind: "yes mistress". "First one to win 3 sets out of five wins the game. Do you think you can survive past the three sets that i will beat you in?" "I believe i can, miss. " I feel a hard smack on both my ass cheeks "Sorry mistress!" I correct myself as i place my girly ass on her hands once more. "Good girl! I am proud of you! You are quickly learning your lessons!" I feel proud of myself: i have been a good girl so far, but i can't stop myself but making a last remark: "Only girls like you mistress cannot last all 3 sets!" She presses up against my back and i feel her breasts on my upper back beneath my long straight hair as she squeezes my nipples in the front. I moan in a feminine voice, indirectly showing that i indeed am a girl, as she had told me since the beginning. "We will see who is the girl!" She says and then leaves to her side of the ground. The match starts with the ball in my hand. I had trained at tennis when i was young, and still know how to play. I serve the ball and it barely passes over the net. She quickly send it back to my side of the playground and i can't reach it to send it back. "Good girl! Try hitting it harder next time!" She shouts over as i prepare myself for the next serve. That makes me warm, her telling me what to do and calling me a good girl! Soon enough the game starts unfolding, with her winning the first match at 40-0. The next few games, i would start returning the ball, but she would be too strong to me! As she took control of the center, she would send me running from side to side to follow the ball. I would soon be panting , while she would be calm and relaxed at the center of the play. She would congratulate me for my intense tries with words that would contrast my femininity with her dominance: I Am Alice "Good job, girl! That was just inches below the net! A bit more and it would have passed! Try adjusting your wrist angle, learn from your mistress!" Or "Come on , you can do it, reach for the balls! Or is it other kind of balls that you would like to reach for, girl?" Her constantly calling me "girl" was turning my mind's way of thinking: i was a girl, it is only right for me to be tired about now! What i said in the beginning was true about girls, they can't make it past 3 sets! I am a girl, and i am so tired before the end of the first one! But my mistress, her, isn't a girl. She is a lady, and ladies are even stronger than boys like the old me, and they could be even stronger than some men! In addition to that, my balls and dick were painful, jumping around in my loose boxers, and being a girl, i shouldn't own them! They were a distraction for me. Thinking that, each time she would turn, i would hit my balls and dick hard, wanting them to disappear, wanting to become a real girl. It hurt yet in the same time there was pleasure in the act. I was slowly changing into the girl she wanted me to be, and i was proud about that! The first set finished with a devastating 6-0. I felt so weak as we sat down on the bank near the playground chatting: "That was a good try over there girl! Tell me your name once again?" "My name is alan miss..stress. " i remember to continue with her full name that i grew to like and appreciate. "Okay your name from now on will be alice, and mine will be mistress jane." Accepting her newest order, i respond quickly: "Okay mistress jane!" "Good girl! How about you sit on my lap? As a girl, you should know that your body is mine!" I quickly stand up and sit down on my rightful place, as she places her hand on my chest and hair. "Do you like it when i touch you like this Alice?" "Yes mistress jane!" "I believe you noticed by now that the games are no longer necessary, since i have complete dominance over you now, but i will continue playing so you get the chance to escape your faith one more time." "Thank you mistress, you are so generous! But i never want to go, i belong here, and the games show more and more your dominance over my feminine body!" "And you want to pay me back for that, don't you girl?" "Yes mistress, i will do whatever you want! I am your girl, and it is my duty to obey you!" I reply eagerly, not being able to wait for her next order, my next step into slavery. "Take off your shorts and throw them in the garbage can over there my sweet girl, you don't deserve to wear them, you already lost the first set." I hesitate a bit, fearing what may happen next. I could leave now and never come back, escape my faith and continue my life as a boy. Surely, not a man, but at least a boy. My old place in society. The place i used to belong to. The place i now seemed to forget. The place that i found out no longer belongs to me. I had to become a girl. I had to listen to this wise lady. I had to feel her hands over all of my body. Not only my breasts and hair, but on my legs, my ass, my clit, and, why not, inside me too, filling me up the way every girl such as me should be filled, penetrated, discovered. I needed to become her girl! I needed to find my true place in society. I needed to submit to her. I needed to feel completely feminine. I needed to become who i really am. I wanted, needed, craved something up my ass. Something that would fill me up and complete me. "Alice! I feel like you need persuasion, and i will give it to you!" She awakens me from my trance as she reaches for my legs and makes me stand up. She puts her hands inside my pants from behind, and starts playing with my ass through my boxers. I push myself back at her as she opens up my ass cheeks apart and puts a finger in between, playing with my tight hole. I moan in pure pleasure as she continues her sexy toying of my ass. "You like my fingers next to your pussy hole? That is what being a girl feels like, and you won't be able to feel it completely unless you take off your shorts, alice!" She removes her hands away from my ass, and without waiting for even a second to pass, i grab my shorts and pull them down, take them off and present them to her. "Good girl. Now walk over to the garbage can as sexy as you can, and throw those away. They are man clothes, and you are not a boy, aren't you?" "I am a girl, mistress jane!" I try to sway my hips as much as i can when i walk over to the garbage can, and throw away my old boy clothes. I feel new, alive, purified, when i get rid of those ugly man clothes. I walk back to my mistress in my white boxers, still sweating from the summer day sun and from the game. "Are you feeling hot, girl? Do you need to cool off?" "Yes mistress!" I quickly admit. She takes of a bottle of water and wets my underwear front completely, tells me to turn around and pours water on my ass too. I feel so relieved and happy, that i don't care that she can now see my ass and small dick trough my boxer. My small dick (2 cute girly inches soft and only 4 inches when on its hardest - another reason i used to call myself a "boy") is partially hidden behind my pubic hair. "Those will come off too!" She says pointing at them. "As you wish mistress." I reply. We return to our game. I play a bit better, half naked, but am still panting from side to side of the ground. In addition to that, i feel like i should return the balls right to her feet, so that it would be easier for her to reply to my hits. That too makes me feel her dominance and control, as i am barely able to contain myself anymore! I need her to take complete dominance over me! I need her to own me! Sensing that i am about to faint, my mistress feels a bit of pity after 4 wins and come over to comfort me. She stands behind me, seems to tower above me, as she reaches around me and holds the tennis racket between my hands. She starts teaching me the basic moves as i grind my ass into her pelvis, wishing there was a pole or anything there. Like a slutty faggot, i start to crave having something up my ass, but i am not a faggot, i am not gay; i am a girl! Soon enough she puts her hand on my tits and squeezes as i continue my training. I feel myself getting better as she plays with my now totally sensitive girly nipples. I feel like a girl being controlled by an alpha person, like a game in her arms, and wish i had bigger breasts for her to play with. I am a girl. As excited and horny and hot as i feel, my clit doesn't get hard. Girls' clits don't get hard. There nipples harden, and they get wet. My nipples are hard, and i am leaking precum. Just like a girl. I am a girl. After a while, she kisses me on the cheek, and takes her place on the other side on the net. The game i now more exciting, as most of my balls get above the net, and as i am running with more energy around the court. Her touch over me was electrifying: it gave me the strength to finish the second set, beaten by my mistress, the way it always should be. I smile as i walk over to the bank, wait for her to sit, then sit on her lap like the good girl i had become. "You have learned your lesson well, alice! I am proud!" "I had the best mistress!" "However, you lost the second set now, and it is time for another article of clothing to go off. That is your boyish boxers. By getting naked, you would have shown me your true loyalty." I can't do this, not so soon! I can't let her see how pathetic my clit is!! "No please no mistress! I can't do that. I can't get naked so soon! I will do whatever you want!" She seemed to think about it for a while then she spoke. "You are tired, aren't you?" "Yes mistress, i am." "You said however that girls are the ones that get tired before the end of the third set!" "That is true, and it still is!" "Explain more to me, alice." "Well you see mistress, you are a lady, and ladies can survive as much as they can, because they are strong and independent. You ladies rule the world! I, on the other hand, am a girl. I am weak, and i get tired quickly." "So you are a girl" "Yes mistress" "Do you feel like a girl?" "Yes mistress" "Do you want to live like a girl?" "Yes mistress" "Then you should dress up as a girl!" "Oh yes please mistress!" "Follow me to the cabin, i have the perfect clothes to finish our tennis match with!" Part 4: finishing the match or indulging in my true self. We entered the "cabin", a room where all sport stuff were kept, from swim wear (bikinis that i would have loved wearing now that i was about to become a girl) to balls of all sizes to new nets... Everything. It was like my mistress' father bought a full sport shop for her only. She took me a bit towards the back and chose my new outfit: a full tennis wear, with a cute pink panty and a matching bra, a top that would fit my small breasts completely, and a small dress that should show off my feminine ass beautifully. I felt so happy to have those presented to me. Before i could touch them, she told me: "When you wear those, you would have accepted you new self completely, you would have thrown away your old life and accepted the new one open heartedly. You will become the girl that was always searching to go out." "Yes mistress" She went a little further into the cabin and told me to follow. I eagerly went behind her, and we reached a bathing area. There was a shaving gear there she told me to lay down and wait for her magic. I did as my mistress told me and laid down on a wooden bank. She came over and spread some sort of cream on my whole body, and then, without asking, pulled my boxers away, and continued to spread the miracle cream on my pubic area, my balls, beneath my balls, and finally, after telling me to hold my knees to my breasts, which i eagerly did, my ass. I felt so exposed, but i didn't care anymore: i was becoming a real girl! When the cream started to tickle, i told her, and she asked me to enter the shower and rinse it off. I did as i was told, and inside, i laughed at myself: i didn't want to remove my boxers in front of her outside, yet here i am, fully naked, waiting for her orders and about to be dressed in a girl's clothes. I felt sexy, happy, and relieved. I felt alive! This morning, i thought i was a boy who was about to have a lady under my orders after a few games, and now, i am about to dress as a girl, a sign that would signify a new chapter in my life. When i went out from under the shower head, my mistress dried me off with a towel, then told me to kneel down and push my ass up. I did as i was told and i felt her clean my girly smooth ass. It felt amazing to be so naked, with no hair at all. So feminine, kneeling while someone, someone i now called mistress jane, cleaned up my girly orbs. I felt like all of my dreams were fulfilled at the moment. But true bliss was about to come. After drying my long blonde hair, my mistress passed her arms all over my body, while telling me: "I told you before that all of this hair is going off! Now you are a girl. No hair at all, smooth like a young beautiful 18 years old girl. You want it, don't you? You want to dress up in those clothes and turn into the girl you always should have been?" "Yes mistress jane, more than anything in my whole life!" "Will you leave your old life and move in with me, and become my girl?" "Yea mistress jane, ask and i will do it!" "Then you will live with me from now on. We will fake the death of the old alan and start the new life of alice. My dad can easily do those sort of stuff. Soon enough, you will become an active girl in society! Now follow me so you can dress up!" I put on the sexy clothes my mistress chose for me, and wear pink tennis shoes to complete the outfit. I love how they feel against my smooth girly body. The dress is so small it is merely 5 inches long: it feels amazing against my body! I feel like a girl, finally!! "Now let's continue our game, girl!" We go out giggling and smiling. A few hits into the game, i feel so free and sexy, it's amazing how my dress can change my game! I play better, i am happier, even if i am still losing, i giggle and smile constantly! I love playing like this! I love being a girl!! As i run from side to side on the playground, i feel my dress ride up, and it feels amazing to show more of my body to my mistress. She wins the second game, and i am now turned into a girl. I realize i don't even need make-up! My face is naturally girly, no hair grows on my chin or jaw and my eyelashes are long and perfectly girly! When we go back to the bank to gather her objects, which i would soon carry alone, i kneel down in front of her in my dress like a good obedient girl and tell her: "Thank you mistress for helping me find my true self! I love you! I am yours!" I finish it off with a kiss on her feet. Part 5: the final game or feeling the love up the ass We start walking back to the house, me carrying the full gear and her placing her hand on my feminine ass. She takes control of my movements by having this hand guide me, one finger near my asshole and the other all over my hot bottom. As we are walking back inside, i ask her: "Mistress, what is the last game that will declare my real submission to your superior body?" "You will have to wait my dear alice, but be at ease, you will love it. And you will beg me to win before we even start, and then, you will become my slave not only for the day, but for your whole life!" "I like that already! But mistress, how will we fake the death of the pathetic old me, and the reborn of my new real girl life?" "It is easy my girl: my dad will pull some strings in high society, fake your death in a fire. We will burn your old apartment and end your whole old life: we won't leave anything." "But my parents, my friends?" "Do you really care about them when you have me, Alice?" I look into her eyes and smile. She was right. They are nothing compared to her. She now controls my whole life, and i am glad about that! A few doors ahead, she tells me to put down the stuff on the floor in a room and then guides me by my ass towards another set of doors. We keep on walking for a while, her finger up my ass and me looking at her dominant blue eyes as she makes me walk using only a finger. I feel connected to her, and each slight movement of her gentle lady finger up my ass makes me turn in the direction she wants. I could have done a marathon like this, dressed up like a girl and fully shaved, with no body hair, as she expertly guides my feminine body with a finger up my ass. In the end, we reach a room painted completely in pink, with a bed in the middle. She guides me closer to the bed and then removes her finger. As if i was unplugged, i collapse on the bed, my ass high in the air and my head into a pillow. "Good girl! Now turn around and let me tell you the rules of the last game, the game that will turn you into my feminine slut!" I quickly obey and turn around, sitting on the edge of the bed, with her strong fit lady body towering over my feminine girly cute weak figure. I look into her eyes like a puppy, waiting for her next orders. "The last game is one of the most important sports in the world: it's a sex game. You have a dick and an ass, i have a pussy and this strap-on dildo. The idea is simple: if you get to cum inside me i become your slave, which by the way is impossible, you don't even dare touch me. You don't even want to do it. You feel you are not worthy enough. However, if i can make you cum while fucking your ass, you lose and become my slave for life. Now that is something you would like, isn't it?" I look at her open-mouthed. That game is amazing! And i am bound to lose my virginity to her, because i do not dare to even look at her superior body! I can't allow myself to even touch her without her permission! I know, as she does, that this bed is the one that will change my sexual life forever, this strap-on dildo is the one that will take my virginity, and this lady is the one that will rule my life from this day forward. "Is that clear, slut?" "Yes mistress, i fully understand that. Please be gentle with my ass, i am a virgin girl!" She smiles, knowing that she completely had me. She then signals the start of the game. In less than two seconds, i had turned away from her and pushed my ass towards her in submission. I needed to be fucked! She instead wanted to make this game long, and turned around the bed to face my head. I look up obediently at her powerful body as she leans over and kisses my pouty lips with her dominant ones. She soon has her tongue up my mouth, controlling me as she plays around and invades my girl lips. This is my first kiss ever. It feels so right that i have no control over my first kiss. Her hands reach for my ass and she slips them inside my small dress, and takes hold of my girly full ass. She now controls our ever move, and her hands make my dress fall down my knees and onto the bed. I moan into her mouth softly and submit totally to her dominant moves. I am not kissing, i am the one being kissed, like a girl. And it feels so right. I can't believe i waited my whole life for this moment of amazing lust! She pulls away, looks me in the eyes as she sits down on the bed and says: "Slut, lay your chest down on my legs and put your ass in the air for me. I want to spank you for actually believing you could dominate my stronger body. You are my bitch now!" I quickly move away from the bed and kneel down like a good girl on her strong legs. I feel her soft hand on my tiny panties caressing me and preparing my left cheek for what is about to come. I moan and wait patiently for the first smack. When she first hits me, i get one of the most amazing sensations in the world: pain and pleasure jolt trough my whole body like electricity! The next couple hits are stronger, more pleasurable and yet in the same time more painful! I love it, as i moan out like a good bitch in heat: "Oh yes please mistress jane, don't stop! My ass is all yours! Take control of it. Hit it hard!!" She keeps up with her powerful smacks as i moan loudly, holding her hot strong slim legs with my weak hands. After about a couple dozen of hits, she removes my girly panties and tell me to stand up in front of her. Not caring about being naked or anything else, i quickly jump to my feet while feeling my ass hurt from the sensational spanking i just had. "Such a pathetic little clit!" She says as she looks at my hard 4 inches long dick. I simply blush and apologize for my handicap. "Don't worry girl, you will soon forget you even had anything!" Still startled about what she just said, i look at her stand up and take off her top, revealing the wonderful breasts that were about to kill me sooner today. I stare at the beautiful globes and envy her body: why don't i get to have such beautiful C-cup mounds? And her nipples were pink, just perfect. I wanted to suck on them all day long. "You like what you see, girl?" "Yes mistress, i love them! You are so lucky to have those!!" "How about you show your appreciation with your sexy lips around them?" I quickly attack her with my mouth, sucking and playing with her chest like a kid plays with his favorite game growing up. I lick up her huge breasts and pay close attention to her aureoles, her pink circles of love and passion! I make love to her huge globes for about 5 minutes before she pushes me off and tells me to take off my top. I quickly execute her order, getting myself completely naked in front of this dominant mistress. She tells me to go bring the strap on dildo from the small table at the end of the room. I return with it with a smile on my face. She tells me to lay down on the bed with my ass up while sucking the sexy strap on dildo and waiting for her next move. I Am Alice I do just that, sucking that huge pole and trying to get as much as i can in my mouth. It is about 8 inches long, and i can barely take in 3 inches. Teaching me how to take more of it, my mistress tells me to relax my throat and try to breathe trough my nose. I do it and find myself being able to take more than 5 inches up my mouth. She congratulates me, telling me that i really am a cock hungry slut! I moan in pleasure at her remark. Her hands take hold of my ass cheeks as she separates them, exposing my virgin ass hole, the one that will be fucked soon enough. I moan in pleasure when i feel her hot wet tongue up my ass, between my cheeks, with her lapping up at my clean and shaved pussy hole. Yes, pussy hole is a better name for my girly rear entrance. She laps up at my ass, making me moan loudly on the dildo 6 inches deep inside my mouth. I squirm and pant at the amazing sensations she is giving me. I become a game in her hands, with her in full control! She moves away from my pussy hole and says: "You like me toying with your ass, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "You like being dominated by a stronger female lady like this, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "You like being a girl, a bitch, and a slut, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "You belong to me, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "You want to become a real girl, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "You want to have breasts, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "Then you will have breast implants tomorrow. You don't want your dick and balls anymore, don't you?" "Yes mistress" "We will remove them tomorrow. Now you want me to fuck you, don't you?" "Yes mistress, please, fuck my ass and make me yours! You were right all along since the beginning! I am just a pathetic slut who needs to be fucked. I am your girl, and i will serve you till eternity and beyond! I am yours, and i want you to take full control of me. I was dumb to actually think i could top you! I am in my rightful place below you, empaled by your stronger more powerful body. Fuck me with your hot dick!" That is when my mistress straps the dildo on and places it at my pussy entrance. She drives home and turns me into a slut as i instantly cum on the pink sheets of the bed. I love her. I adore her. I worship her body. I love her dick. I am hers. I let her take control. I feel pleasure. I feel a void in me fill up. I had found my rightful place in life. I had lost my virginity. I feel satisfied. I feel full. I feel relieved. I feel alive. I feel dominated. I am a girl. I am a slut. I am a bitch. I am a whore I am alice.