Standing bent over, my skirt and petticoat lifted high on my back, my garter and stockings framing my exposed sissy cunt, I anxiously awaited Nick's c...ck in full anticipation of becoming his sissy bitch.But his cock did not come. Instead I felt Mistress reach between my legs and wrap her hand around my hard clit."I don't think I've ever seen this bitch so hard. She must really wants that hard cock of yours Nick."Mistress pulled my clitty back between my legs to show Nick my aroused state. She. You're the last to arrive so we'll be starting the fun and gamesfairly soon.' Tracy and I found our way to the kitchen. I poured myself a very large ginand tonic. I was still nervous with a stomach like a butterfly nest and wonderinghow the evening would develop, but I knew the gin would help me relax in time.Tracy 's face now looked like cream that was beginning to curdle. She askedfor a white wine. ?Come on Trace, have something a bit stronger than that!' I said, trying toencourage her.. “Yes, force your mother to blow you to your liking,” Hallie said.She started going up and down a little quickly, and that made me have to moan a few times.“Holy mother of god, or something like that. Mom, that feels so damn good. It's a little weird having my mom blow me, but don't stop,” I said.And she didn't stop, she continued going up and down as quickly as she could. I almost thought she was gonna start gagging on my cock, but she didn't. She must have had a lot of experience in the past.. It wasn't until the week started in my new form that I began to realizewhat I had become. My dainty feet were pressed into black ballet styleflats, my shapely legs encased in black hose and a tan skirt, tuckedunder me as I sat quietly on the stone bench waiting for the subwaytrain. Occasional gusts of wind from a passing train whipped my long,luxurious hair around my head and shoulders fantastically as I tried toignore the obvious stares from men all around me in the station. Icouldn't help it.