My New Life 20

Note: this story is written from the perspective of a trans woman (with a dick) and features male and female partners.

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My friend Kordelia and I were chatting one day, when she decided to hypnotize me into becoming her mindless fucktoy. She was subtle about it, so slow and careful that I didn't even notice.

'You must be getting tired... just relax... don't worry... listen to me.'

My mind gradually drifted away, my thoughts replaced by Kordelia's words. At first it was encouragements to rest, to relax. Soon, though, she weaved in suggestions to obey her. Not in any obvious way, but still there. As I was plunged deeper and deeper into a hypnotic trance, she began to rewrite me.

'You're in a deep obedient trance, with no thoughts or free will of your own. You'll obey me, and when I wake you from your trance you will be my loyal slave, obedient to me to your core.' As I awoke, I saw my Mistress in a new light. She was perfect, with flowing blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, perky DD breasts, and smooth toned legs. She led me to her desk, pushing me under before sitting down herself. Spreading her legs wide apart, I eased her panties down and started eagerly licking her pussy. As I ate her out, I could hear typing from above, Mistress using me as little more than some pleasure while she worked.

Mistress reached a hand down into my hair and held me still, roughly grinding her cunt into my face. Her loud moans quietened, and as her grip in my hair loosened I started licking again, gently bringing her down from her orgasm before building it back up. Mistress hadn't told me to stop, so I wouldn't.

Multiple orgasms later, I heard Mistress talking to someone. Idly, I listened in, my tongue still diving deep into her pussy.

'Actually, I decided to make her my pet with a bit of hypnosis.'

'No, the dumb slut didn't even notice, and she fell so deep into trance that I completely remade her.'

'Even if I wanted to, I couldn't bring her original self back! Not that I want to, she makes a much better pet than a friend.'

She dragged me up from under the desk by my hair, facing me towards the webcam. On the screen I could see her boyfriend, Nick, another good friend of mine. I could also see myself, my face soaked in Mistress's arousal and wearing a mindless smile.

'If you want to, you could come over tonight. She could make us dinner then suck you off while we eat. Doesn't that sound nice?'

Mistress pushed me back down to my knees and opened her legs again, and I returned to my ministrations.

After the call ended, Mistress stood up, as did I. My arms and legs were stiff, but I still wore a mindless smile and vacant gaze. I lived to serve Mistress's desires, so my own didn't matter.

'You'll need a change of outfit before Nick arrives, and I might make some changes. Strip so I can see what I'm working with.'

I quickly took off my shirt and bra, revealing my modest B cup breasts. Next came my trousers, and even through my panties the bulge of my cock was visible. Soon, I was naked, standing with an empty head as Mistress inspected me.

'You'll need to shave down there. Take a shower, shave, and put on the sluttiest lipstick you can find. Also, from now on you're always rock hard unless I say otherwise.'

With that, my soft dick surged to its full 7 inches, and I set off fulfilling her orders.

I came back with bright red lips, still sporting a raging hardon. Mistress handed me an apron which barely covered my tits and showed off my fuckable bubble butt, and I started cooking a steak dinner.

Nick arrived shortly before the food was done, and I welcomed him in.

'Hello Master, please come in! Dinner will be served soon, and then I can service you. For now, please join Mistress at the table.'

With that said, I hurried back to the kitchen, stopping only to let Nick grope my tits and ass.

A few minutes later, I came out with two gorgeous steaks. I had lost the apron, completely naked as I put the food down in front of my owners. Catching sight of Nick slowly stroking his rock hard dick, I fell to my hands and knees and ducked under the table. I felt a weight settle on my back as Mistress used me as a footrest, but I was entranced by the 9 inch monster in front of me. The heft of it slapping my face knocked me out of my stupor, and I started sucking Nick off. Working my way down to the base of his cock was difficult enough, and I gagged and choked as it pushed into my throat. I almost reached the base of it before I had to pull back, catching my breath with desperate gasps. I slowly took more and more of his cockmeat, getting further down his shaft each time.

'You know Kordy, you were right. She is much better like this.'

Nick's hand on the back of my head pushed me down onto his cock, even as I gagged and sputtered.

'If you gave her her mind back, she'd go back to being an annoying bitch.'

My nose was crushed into Nick's crotch as he hilted his cock in my throat.

'I bet our friends would thank you for turning her into a cocksleeve.'

I couldn't breathe, and I went slack as I started to black out on Nick's dick.

'Not like anyone actually liked her, so nobody'd complain.'

Oxygen filled my lungs as Nick shoved me off his dick, giving me a second to breathe before he slammed his cock all the way back in. The brutal facefucking kept up until Nick held me down, cumming straight down my throat. He didn't let me come back up for air, and my vision slowly faded.

When I came to, it was to Mistress riding my face and Nick's massive cock splitting my ass in half. Immediately, I started eating Mistress out and forcing myself further down onto Nick's cock. With every heavy thrust, Nick slammed all 9 inches into me, before slowly pulling out.

Finally, Nick reached his limit and, burying his hefty dick in my ass, came inside me, as Mistress came all over my face. I was dragged to my knees, my face brought before Nick's cock once again. Gently licking and sucking, I cleaned his dick. As soon as I finished, Mistress ordered me to clean everything up, and they left me to my work.

I've been Mistress' sex slave for several weeks now, and my new life is wonderful. Mistress got me a maid outfit and high heels, as well as a collar and a buttplug. I spend my days cleaning up after her, cooking for her, and when I'm not eating her out I serve as her footrest. Last week, Mistress invited my old friends over for a party, to celebrate my rebirth. They ran a train on me, and afterwards they all agreed that replacing my old personality with a mindless fuckpet was the right call.

I had a brief moment of respite so I took the opportunity to write this all down, but Mistress will be returning home soon. Goodbye!