...As Tits on a Bull part 2

Well the vote was simple,My Patrons asked which story they would like to see continued, they chose, ‘..As Tits on a Bull’ and when asked whose PoV they wanted they chose Prissy.

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The following rules are for unOwned subs looking for a little extra fun, I know it may seem pretentious to some, but it's just for a bit of extra interaction for those who may enjoy it!

Optional rules for the subs:

1) If you have a Master or Mistress, write their name over your crotch, if you don’t have one, consider me your mistress for the evening. I prefer lipstick on your lips over my name, but if you don’t have any, ‘Mistress Dyvia’s property’ written just over your genitals with a permanent marker will do for tonight.

2) I like ellipses, you know the three dots for melodrama… yeah, those… Every time you see one, stop, press your lips together and say, “I’m such a slut.” or ‘sissy slut’ if appropriate.

3) One hand must always be stimulating yourself. Hard and/or wet. That’s your tribute to me.

4) Answer the question at the end.

5) You may not cum, until the end.

And most importantly,

Enjoy.

Mistress Dyvia presents:

…As Tits on a Bull 2…

By Mistress Dyvia

Mistress, you have commanded me to leave this record for us to look at in a few years, to see how we have grown or not. To see how much we have changed.

I remember waking up that next morning, and Corine was standing over me. I could see up her skirt to her locked chastity belt. I licked my lips. My mind was working well enough to know that I just wanted more of her cum in my mouth. I didn’t know if it was because of the brainwashing audio files you had offered me and I accepted or if I was actually addicted to Corine’s cum like you had warned.

I was tied down. My arms could only move a few inches, just like you had secured them before I fell asleep, my legs even less… I didn’t remember you locking my head down, did you do that while I was asleep? It was my only guess. But even unable to reach, I struggled to reach her chastity with my tongue, and came so close, but never close enough.

Then I saw you and when we made eye contact, you smirked. You asked me in such a sweet voice if I wanted more of Corine’s cum. I said that I did. You maneuvered her a little closer, so that if I reached my tongue I could almost feel her cage, maybe I could, I wasn’t sure, but her caged cock was so close. And then you had her bend over, her arms on the bed, but but both of her wrists touching my sides, as if you wanted her to tease me, and I saw that toy, you rubbed the lube over her ass, and then into the toy and you slid it into her, she gasped and then let out a soft moan…

You started pumping her ass, and she rode with your control for minutes while I desperately tried to lick for her. I felt her pre-cum dribbling onto my face, and that just drove me wild as well. I needed more… more than that at least…

And after several minutes had passed, her body trembled and you stopped pulling her back, pressing her cage to my mouth while you stroked her tits and kissed her. But I felt the cum drip from Corine into my mouth. It triggered such pleasure in me, a blissful euphoria overtook me. It was the same feeling I had felt licking Corine’s cum out of your pussy last night. But my obsession for Corine’s cock was stronger than even the orgasm.

You told me that her orgasm was lasting so long because she had the chastity belt on. Her balls were so determined to get so much out, but the ring around her balls only let out a small amount at a time. Corine came for nearly ten minutes after you stopped fucking her with that toy, which kept my euphoria going for just as long…

You had sent her away to clean up, and then you got on the bed, and crawled on top of me looking down. You gently licked the stray cum off my face and smiled in pleasure. I remembered you told me that it wasn’t addictive to women born with the two X’s, but I was still Euphoric. I looked down and saw your naked breasts, they were beautiful, and then… Well, then you smacked me, you didn’t seem angry in the least, but you told me I needed permission to look when naked. I asked you if I could look, and you smiled… warmly I think… and said of course, you loved when I looked at them… almost as much as you loved me looking at you cleavage were the key to my chastity hung,

You asked me if I wanted a drink to wash out the flavor of the cum. I did my best to shrug and lightly said ‘sure.’ with no real conviction.

You shook your head and told me that I always liked tasting cum in my mouth, that if I could I would always have cockbreath. I smirked, “Mistress is always right.” and you smiled. Then you asked me the question again. And I reaffirmed what you said, that I didn’t want to wash the flavor out since I loved the taste of cock in my mouth.

You let out a laugh of amusement. And I knew my response was the audios you had me listen to… I didn’t remember much of them, but I knew one was called, ‘Mistress is Always right.’ I knew I should be scared, but I wasn’t. You gave me more than a couple chances to not go forward long before you started mind-fucking me, so there was no reason to worry now.

Corine came back in and walked around to your side, and stayed silent. You adjusted your hips and knees so your ass was way up in the air and you told her to eat you. She got behind you and you started making some noises… You seemed not to notice me for a few minutes, but then your eyes eventually landed on me again, “So what do we do with you?” you fingers pinched at my nipples, I was shocked at how nice they felt. You noticed the surprise and remind me that Corine fucked my ass, and that seed started changing my body… just a little at a time, but every time you would have her fuck me, I would change a bit more.

I was terrified and thrilled at the same time. And again you saw that.. And then you smiled, repeating what you said minutes earlier, “What do we do with you?”

When I asked what you meant, you told me that obviously I was going to be a girl… your girl. I knew I wouldn’t be like Corine, your submissive that was occasionally your bull… but yeah, I wanted to be your girl, your sissy, your toy, your cuck.

But then you continued, and told me I had one more choice to make before the day was out. Quit my job and wait for you to pick a new career path for me… or let my job know that I was going to transition… Either Way you would help with my family. You told me you knew it was hard for me to make decisions on my own, but this one had to be on my own.

And Admittedly I spent the day thinking about it… long after you and Corine left the room, long after you finally came back and untied me to help clean me up and feed me… and long after you put me back down at the end of the night to put me to sleep, but I didn’t have an answer for you until the next morning.

~~A~~

I woke up much as I had the previous day. Strapped down with Corine over me. You had teased me, taken my whole cage in your hands and played with it for what must have been close to an hour, a need filling me… to cum, and I thought I was almost there, but then you stopped.

You put a ring gag in my mouth to keep my mouth open, as if I would ever close it, and then you moved Corine over my lips, pressed the tip of her cage in my mouth, and then pressed that toy inside of her. There was no fucking her this time, and she seemed to know it. You Inserted it inside her, and then you embraced her from behind and cuddled her, never touching the toy. She reveled in it, and I was torn between wishing you would treat me like that, and wishing you would feed me her cum. You teased her breasts, and kissed her neck, you rubbed her tummy. Subtle things to make me jealous.. I was sure you were just making me jealous…

I knew what you were doing to her was having an effect as her pre-cum was dribbling slowly down her cage and into my open mouth. And then you stopped. You leaned in, and I remember you asking, “Are you thirsty for cum?”

I did my best to nod my head and say, “Yes, Mistress.” though with the gag it was distorted.

You smiled and said, “Let’s see what I can do.”

You told Corine to say when… and then you knelt down and started doing something with that medieval device you had in her ass. You just twisted that dial on the back a few times until Corine said, ‘Now, Mistress.” and almost immediately you pulled her back and a squirt shot across my eye and into my hair and she was standing behind me, as you milked her… and milked her… and milked her…oh.. And you milked her.

I swear that when you were done that mug you had was two pints… You asked me again if I was thirsty, my eyes were locked to it. And I nodded as much as I could and said, “yes, Mistress.” again.

This time you just said, “Good.” and took a mouthful yourself, and looked down at me, opened your mouth, and it started to come out of your mouth, and just as it was about to touch my tongue, you sucked it back in…. and embraced Corine. You kissed her with an open mouth kiss. And when it was done, there was no more cum in your mouth, but you demanded she show you, and then when you were satisfied, you commanded her to swallow. You kept doing that until there were no gulps left.

I was going out of my mind, I needed some. And you smiled. Taking a finger, and rubbing the inside of the glass, and sticking it in my mouth, “That’s for you.” and you left. Corine cleaned me up. And brought me down to see you for breakfast. My gag was gone… You asked me what I was going to do. I looked confused, and then you reminded me of my job choice. I told you I decided to quit…

Monday I did turn in my notice. By Wednesday, I was training my replacement. Which was nice as he had worked under me for over a year and had deserved a promotion. I was evasive to others about what I was going to do.

But you had me as prissy again Friday Night. But Saturday… That’s when things got interesting, you had me wear some nice clothes. I was not Prissy, you had me dressed like I was the man in our relationship. It was amazing how far away that seemed, less than two weeks ago, but being a man around you seemed off.

You drove. I didn’t know where we were going… until I recognized the neighborhood. My old neighborhood, you were taking me to see my parents. I felt my heart sink as I knew you were going to tell them I was going to become Prissy.

We sat down. Told stories, my parents loved you. They always did. You were so charismatic around them, I think my father saw the woman he knew he would have loved in his youth, my mother saw a woman that knew how to support her son… but you were going to ruin it.

And then you got serious, you told them that we were about to have a major life altering event happen. My mother’s eyes lit up, I’m sure she thought you were about to tell them you were pregnant. My father got quiet, as if he knew that was coming soon, but wasn’t sure if he was ready to be grandpa just yet.

And then you said it, “I have decided, your son is going to be my feminized pet. I’m going to make him into a sexy and obedient girl.”

My mother was silent, shocked. Looked at me like I was some sexual pervert… Or maybe like I was being manipulated. My father went through the roof. I was his son, not his daughter. No bitch was going to do anything. And finally you said, let me decide.

Mistress is always right, and I just spoke, “My name is Prissy, and I am Mistress’ cucked sissy cocksucker.”

My Dad just stared at me, my mother started to cry, and then you finally said the most diplomatic thing I have ever heard you say, “Okay, tensions are high… How about we leave. You have my email, I have yours… Let’s write out our concerns, mid week we will exchange our thoughts… and we can meet again on Saturday. And if there is room for Prissy in your hearts, we’ll take it from there. And if there is not… Well, I will let Prissy decide where her family is.”

My mother cried, My dad started to yell, but my mom stopped him, and agreed to what you said.

I slept in your home every night after that, I saw that I had several emails from my parents, you didn’t let me read them. But I did catch you Wednesday, you were somber. I asked if you were alright, and you smiled, you told me how pretty I looked. We made out, and you even let me have a sissygasm.

It was months before you told me of the decision you were facing… You weren’t going to see me without my parents, nor were you going to give me up… So you were torn between Sending hypno videos to my parents… or feeding them Corine’s cum… Which might not affect my mother in the same way, but would put them into a similar position as you and I.

~~B~~

My last week at work was full of more stress than I would have expected. My replacement was learning quickly, but I honestly didn’t expect that they would understand everything they needed to in time, so I did my best. I documented what I thought they were struggling with and kept going. Meanwhile, my parent’s rejection hung at the back of my mind.

The brainwashing I had willingly let myself submit to was having its effect. I was stressed out when I wasn’t Prissy. I had a need to be a girl, a cucked sissy. I needed to be pretty and needed to obey my Mistress.

I didn’t want to lose my parents. But I felt like every day that passed it was getting closer to my reality where I was without my parents. Friday came, my boss let me leave work early… well insisted so we could celebrate, I had a few drinks and spent an hour or so with them, but then I needed to go home. Home to you, my Mistress.

I got home and I was moved in. You and Corine had been moving my stuff all week, and as of the moment I stepped in the house, this was my new home. I discarded my work clothes and stepped in the shower, I shaved my legs and everything really. Did my makeup and put on a pink frilly sissy dress with high heels. I walked into the kitchen… You and Corine had a small cake there. A single candle lit, the first day of my new life as Prissy.

You had me make a wish… That things would always be amazing with you... And I blew it out.

I woke up Saturday morning alone. I was surprised. Most mornings you had me secured and locked down if I wasn’t ready for work. I was naked, and as I sat up, I teased my nipples, they were still sensitive, Corine had only cum in me once, two weeks ago and it made my nipples and chest so sensitive, I wondered what else would happen.

I put on a night gown and made my way down stairs. I was about to step towards the kitchen when I heard a voice, “On the patio, dear.” my thought was ‘That wasn’t Mistress’ voice.’ As I turned the corner, there was… Mom… and You with Corine between them chatting…

Wait… why was mom wearing black leather? There was something so off about that… and that…. Wasn’t Corine, that was Dad. He was wearing a pink frilly sissy maid uniform.

You spoke up, “Good News, we’ve been exchanging emails for the past few days… and they are definitely not excluding you from their relationship, and they are even giving the lifestyle a chance.

And for the first time, Mistress, you gave me TMI…

Though having my Mom inspect my chastity before having me sit down was also weird. But she immediately looked at my father, “You should shave your balls like Prissy. Your chastity cage might look cuter.”

And to my astonishment he just replied, “Yes, Mistress.”

I looked at you, and you just smiled back… I knew what you did. But damn, how had you done it so completely to both of them? It took me a full week to really fall under your spell… Either you were holding back on me, or Mom and Dad were just crazy receptive.

But then you announced a surprise, my first trip to get my nails done. A couple of times over the two weeks earlier, You had painted my nails and used nail polish remover before work, but this was new… They used glue and fake nails to give me nails that extended a full inch past my finger tips. I was barely aware that you and Mom also got your nails done, and Dad sat in his pink Maid’s outfit in the corner reading girly magazines.

You took Dad, and Mom took me, and we bought me some makeup palettes and we talked about the new situation. She said she was so happy to have me as a daughter, I was seriously confused given how they had both treated me a few days earlier. But I was and am grateful for that day.

When we got home, we had some supper and I said goodbye to my parents and they went home. And then it was the three of us. I spent a little while playing with my makeup, you gave me some color suggestions and Corine was nice enough to help me clean up every time I was ready to try another color.

Then the night was winding down and you had me watch as Corine fucked you like she had weeks ago. My mouth watered I wanted her cum. And you were so kind Mistress… You spread you legs and let me drink it from your pussy… and Corine started to fuck my ass… and she did it a few times, you told me it was time to catch up since you didn’t have her fuck my ass in the last two weeks…

I knew that I was going to have boobs soon, though I didn’t know how quick… Corine was locked in her cage again, and went to her own room. But I got to sleep with you and I asked you what my new job would be.

~~C~~

I woke up, there was a smile on my face, it was not only like a vacation since I had no work, but I was in my new home, with you, my mistress... And our lovely Corine.

My nipples tingled as I rolled over, a weird mix of ‘numb’ like I slept on them the wrong way, and extra sensitive. But I wasn’t strapped down, again. As I sat up, I noticed they were different, puffy almost. Not noticeably breasts or anything so interesting, but slightly swollen, like I had an allergic reaction... Though I knew I didn't. but the look was similar. I remember the tingling after the first time Corine fucked me, but this was different, there were real changes to my body...

As I looked around, I saw you had left me a dress. It was hanging off of some rack on wheels that I feel like I would have expected to find it in a laundromat or hotel, just wheels with a curved pole that led to a hook where the cost hanger held the dress. There was a sticky note on it, 'put this on.' I did. It was tight on my waist, and put a bit of pressure on my chest but loosened a bit, I assume for my non-existent breasts.

The skirt-part of the dress had a slit that went all the way to my hips on both sides. As I appraised the bedroom door, I saw a pair of high heels waiting for me, and stepped into them, no straps, just a simple pump with... I'm guessing five inch heels with no platform. My feet were cringing already.

As I made my way down to the ground floor, I saw you and Corine. "We've been waiting for you, sleepyhead."

"For me?" I asked.

You took my hand, you whispered something to Corine and she walked towards the kitchen. “She will make breakfast, and you will dance with me.” Of course we shared one slow dance, in which I was positive you were teasing my still-forming breasts on purpose, though you seemed to pretend that you weren’t. It felt nice. But it only lasted one song, and then you had me brush my morning breath away, and when I came back, you had a slightly faster song… you told me you were going to teach me to dance to a beat… And we did, for just a little while.

Corine came back in. She had made breakfast. Pancakes, though I was a bit disappointed to see that I only had one. You saw the disappointment in my face, and smiled, reassuring me that it was for the diet I needed. Lower calories, higher exercise, for now. As my body reached its desired shape you would increase my calories and protein to make sure I had a very fuckably desirable body.

After the shower, you had a wig for me, and told me I would wear one 24/7 until my hair grew out long enough for extensions. The bright side is every day you would pick another color and style for me until you found just what I looked perfect in. That first day was lavendar,

We danced more until til lunch time in which I had some cantaloupe. We sat and watched a movie with Corine… That was nice, and then you took me to the gym where we met Gina, my new personal trainer. You left me there for four hours, picked me up and drove home.

When we got home, I saw that Corine had dinner on the table. And you bent me over the kitchen table, lifted my skirt and placed a toy in my ass, and while Corine sat with her plate made, she didn’t move, but she and I kept eye contact, while you milked my dick. That ruined orgasm you loved so much. When you were done, you told me to sit, and I did. You placed the food on my plate, and then a shot glass of what I immediately knew was my own cum… and told me to eat everything. I did.

The next day I was so sore from the exercise, I looked at the burgundy wig in the mirror and enjoyed the look, though I wasn’t sure if it was as hot as the lavender one. I didn’t even want to walk.. But that was no excuse. You dragged me out. Though Instead of exercise, at the gym you took me to yoga.. To help stretch me out. That week I learned my routine. The next day it was pole dancing class. I was sore for days. It didn’t take me long to learn the pattern, Wake up dance with my Beautiful mistress… that’s you… eat. Dance, rerlax… then depending on the day I would go to the gym, yoga, or pole dancing lessons… Pole dancing was three times a week, while the others were twice. The weekends you encouraged me to practice things like makeup or other feminine things instead of dancing. But regardless, it was almost two weeks before I noticed that my body didn’t hurt so much, also my body was getting super toned, but jacked like a hot woman. Of course when I said that to you, you said I had the body of a stripper, except my titties weren’t big enough just yet.

You took me shopping on a Sunday, and I discovered my breasts were 34B… Looking in the mirror I was wondering exactly when did I start looking so feminine? Even my face.. Was it all Corine?

After dinner that night you asked me if I liked my new body and I said yes. You asked me if I wanted to keep going at the rate I was, or if I wanted to speed things up… I asked what you meant, and you looked at Corine, and I understood, did I want to be fucked by her more often…

~~D~~

Chapter 5

Of course, I said I’d love to be fucked more. You had me addicted to Corine’s cum, My day’s were… off if I didn’t drink her cum. I loved feeling feminine, I was your sissy. And then you would tie me to a chair every few days and make me watch as she would fuck you. If I was lucky, you’d let me drink her cum from your pussy… Just the two of us, though I still felt excited when I did that as she pounded my ass.

It had been so long since I woke up strapped down, with my favorite Mistress (bonus points for complimenting you?) feeding me Corine’s cum. I missed it, but there was always that glass at breakfast. I would stand up and see the puddle of cum on the seat, it seeped out of my ass during breakfast. Every damn time. But then Corine would clean it, and I would lick my lips feeling disapointed.

It was less than a week until My breasts were so fucking large, tight and firm. And then you slowed down how much Corine fucked me. You told me it was to keep me right where I was, that she had cummed in me enough to feminize me to the point you wanted, but just enough from then on to make sure I stayed in the shape I was in.

I asked if that meant if I stopped, that I would revert to my old self. You laughed. And then you told me that I would partially slide back, but I’d never be the same again. You asked me if I wanted to go back, and I was very clear with you, “No, I love who you made me into Mistress.”

I remember that day we swung by to see my parents. Dad was gagged and getting spanked by my Mom. But they were both were impressed by how large my titties were. Titties… Wow, the day you told me to start calling them that, and no other words. But mom made that comment, How nice and big my breasts got, and I told her they were too big to be breasts, they were titties. And she smiled widely and agreed after all she raised a slut like me. I think that was the point I realized that you must still be using your audios on them.

We danced, and I loved how my titties bounced with the beat of a good song. I think it was around the time I started dancing on my own in my free time that you started having me wear dresses that looked less like dresses and more like the leftover pieces of dresses. It may also have been around the time I reached a C cup… And it wasn’t long after that we started going to clubs. I’d dance with everybody, I couldn’t get enough.

Sometimes you would make me take a break, have a drink, sometimes they were alcohol, but more often than not they were water to keep me hydrated. Sometimes you’d just pull me into a corner, introduce me to someone, and have me show my titties to them. You'd take their money, and send me back to the dance floor. Life was wonderful.

One night you took me to a strip club. We watched, we cheered with the men. But then as the night started to cool down, you spoke to a man. He went out back, and a few minutes later, a couple of the other dancers came out, and introduced themselves to me. They asked me to go on stage with them. I looked at you, you nodded. I started dancing to the beat, and there were some cheers. The other girls said I was not allowed to take my panties off, but to strip out of my clothes as I danced.

I couldn’t believe how aroused I was. I was only wearing a dress though, with no bra, I would have to plan this out better next time. I remember thinking that I hoped you would let me have a next time. But I slowly danced my way out of my dress, and as I kept using it, I used the dress rolled and stretched to tease my breasts and ass to get some more cheers. As I got closer to the stage, some of the audience started sticking bills in my thong. And then the song was over. I went out back and the other dancers hugged me and said that I did great. They told me I should come back again soon. I was tempted, but I knew you had a plan for me, so I made no promises.

I sat back down with you and you pointed something out, “what exactly was I planning to wear home since I threw my dress to the audience? Dear. In. Headlights.

You laughed, and opened up your bag and handed me a package. A cheap dress in a plastic bag, the kind you would order online cheaply. I looked to the ladies room, and then shrugged, and put it on right there. You seemed amused.

We drove back, you asked me if I enjoyed the evening, I had no hesitation in telling you that. Then you asked how I felt about showing myself off to all those people. I loved it. And then you told me you talked to the manager, and he was willing to hire me. I shrieked “Yes!”

We rarely went to clubs after that… Instead…you drove me to the strip club, I would get out and walk inside and I think you went to a club then. I came home so horny and you would let Corine have her way with me, usually my mouth, but once a week you still had her fuck my ass.

Life couldn’t have been better, I had you, My Mistress!, I had an awesome job… and I had Corine who kept the place so clean, and knew exactly how to fuck me. No, I don’t think life could get better…

To be concluded…

Now the question I told you that I would leave for you: Next Chapter we will take Corine’s PoV, would you like to find out that Mistress is as devoted to Prissy as she seems? Or should we discover something more sinister about her?

Once answered, you are to cum… and don’t think of that as a permission, that is a command.

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For those of you who want to know what choices were offered between chapters, that curiosity is answered below.

~~A~~ 5-0 in favor of quitting Prissy’s job.

~~B~~ The choices were to contaminate Prissy’s parent’s food with Corine’s cum, or send them hypno emails… 6-1in favor of hypnoemails.

~~C~~ Choice was given for her to be an escort or dancer. 4-3 in favor of a dancer.

~~D~~ The choice was for Prissy to continue at her current rate, or let Corine fuck her more often. 2-0 in favor of fucked more often.