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Auntie Devilla (Devilla Roche and ChrisGabriel)

"I'll tell you my dear, you're growing your own pair of booobs." I say with a proud smile, "How wonderful. I think we need to take your fake ones off."

I go off and get a scale, a measuring tape and a special tube....when I come back I open the tube and drip it behind her fake tits...teach one slides right off and into my hand.....

I marvel at her new tits...the real ones and touch them very carefully...
"Oh, Chrissy, they're beautiful."

I give her a careful hug and smile...the proud Aunty that I am....
"Now lets get those measurements."

I pull the tape over, around and underneath her new tits...
"A full 36 C. How nice for you my dear."

I place it around her waist....
"28"

And then her hips....
"36"

"Now my dear step on the scale."

She does as she is told...
"147 pounds. Well, the hormone shots have helped to redistribute your curves and you have lost a few pounds. We'll also keep you on your diet my dear. Auntie Devilla will make you breakfast after we get you dressed."

I look at her face...
"You need to go to the bathroom don't you. Bend over."

I carefully pull out her anal plug...
"Now take this with you and clean up and come back out and Auntie Devilla will reinsert it."

I give her a slap on her bottom...
"Her you are then, now go. Don't worry, you can pee through your chastity device. Just make sure you get cleaned up."
 
"Oh, you said yes to my question last night didn't you?" I smile, "You thought I had totally forgotten, didn't you my dear?"
 
I go to the bathroom in a daze... Real tits? A more feminine body? Well, they told me, but... this is not just surprise, but a whole reset of my reality. What sets it more is the sensitivity of the tits, I can't seem to stop playing with them, not even while I am sitting on the toilet, nor after, when I take a fast shower...

Cleaning up the dildo makes me blush and compare... my own member is trapped, but it tries to measure up. I am sure I would be happier without the cock-cage or this butt-plug in my ass... But I know that even with my own boobs, there will be a corset in my day too.

Drying up I can't stop myself from using cream on my new titties. I am breathing hard when I meet my Auntie again, nipples hard and I am gripping the squeaky clean dildo with both hands in front of my stomach to stop myself from playing with the sensitive bulges more.

"Yes?" it takes some time to remember it "Oh! I just wanted to fuck the girl in the pussy I had seen in the mirror, no big..." my eyes loose focus as I fantasize about it. "I would want to stretch her real pussy more than the doc was fucking my ass!"

Then I squeak, as I realize what I had said to my Aunt.

"But it is all in the past, today is a new day!" I try for a quick save.
 
"No, no, no my dear! It's the least Aunty can do for you, what with all the things you've been through. Now if my sissy niece wishes to have a larger sissy cock, well then she should have one. Be a good gurl here at home and a good student at school and maybe, just maybe you'll be given the chance to use it."

First things first, I reinsert her plug deep into her ass....

"Now lets get you dressed, shall we?"

I go to it...just like yesterday helping her to put her corset on, tightening it as much as I can, having her put on her frilly panties and so forth until I lock her Mary Jane's onto her feet....

"Now, no make up this morning. I'll let them teach you that in class today. Now lets have breakfast."

We go downstairs and eat lightly...some egg whites and a grapefruit and some OJ and one small piece of wheat toast plain....I clean up and have her watch and then off we go to school in the golf cart....

Upon our return to the school, we are greeted yet again by the head mistress, Ms. Bircher....

Ms. Bircher: "Good Morning Ms. Devilla."

Devilla: "Good morning Ms. Bircher.

Ms. Bircher awaits for a proper good morning from Chrissy....
 
My mood suppressed because the whole setup of feminizing torture devices, I am only keeping myself from alienating the woman because my Aunt. I just don't want to disappoint her.

"Good Morning, HeadMistress." I grumble and sigh, while I picture the puffy lipped Ms. Bircher going down on the nurse, or eating out my Aunt. Sure way to get promoted to lead bitch in this school, I think.

Still, I am a meek, timid, first-class in the institute, and promise myself to be a good little sissy, and learn all about makeup and whatnot. Would not even care if Auntie forget all about our conversation either.

I just try to keep in line, and thus have the horror of the third shot's finality gone above my head. Little did I know, how trying it will become...
 
Ms. Bircher senses Chrissy's unease with her but she will not put up with any kind of attitude....

Auntie Devilla steps in....
"Now Chrissy don't be a grumble-bunny. Lets have a good attitude with Ms. Bircher. Maybe we can give her a more cheerful good morning."

Ms. Bircher has that look in her face...this is something that will get taken care of later and that is a promise to herself...
 
My smile is forced, but I succeed in saying it again with a little louder and semi-cheerful:

"Good Morning Ms. Bircher!"

Even keep the smile for a little longer, only dropping it when her eyes looking away. Bored with the long start to what could be a crappy day, I am squirming, fidgeting, checking what ever my new uniform let me get away with.
 
"Much better Chrissy," Auntie Devilla says. Then turns to Ms. Bircher, "May I?" as she gives Ms. Bircher a look."

Ms. Bircher looks at Chrissy...
"Chrissy, wait outside of my office. Ms. Roche and I need to speak alone. And be sure when you sit on the bench out there you do so lady-like manner."

Chrissy leaves....

Ms. Bircher: "Yes, Devilla?"

Devilla: "Chrissy has had an interest she tells me in having her sissy-cock much larger."

Ms. Bircher: "Yes, I could have Nurse Brady do that. But you must let me do it my way. If I feel she should have a much larger sissy-cock then I will reward her with one. Now it is time for you to go my dear. On your way out send Chrissy back in."

Devilla: "Very good. I will see you later Ms. Bircher."

Ms. Bircher nods and Devilla joins Chrissy.....

"All right my dear, I will pick you up at the end of the school day."

Devilla kisses Chrissy on the cheek....
"Oh, Ms. Bircher wants you back her office. Now go in my dear and have a wonderful day."

Auntie gives her a peck on the cheek and locks the door at the end of the hall and presumably has gotten on the golf cart to go back home...
 
Feeling miserable, I just know that there will be another meeting with the head bitch. I should not call her like that in my head, for I just can't say it out loudly ever. Sitting all ladylike is something that can't be reached with the toys, but I still find it easy to sit with my legs together, sitting straight.

So, it is a much more timid 'Sissy Chrissy' that go back, when my Aunt takes her leave.

I just can't find the happiness to even pretend to smile.

"Yes, Ms. Bircher, you wanted to see me?"
 
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As with yesterday, Ms. Bircher gives Chrissy a look....
"We need to talk about your attitude my dear."

....and just like yesterday, Ms. Bircher, with a great deal of calmness, she pulls out of the drawer in her desk some familiar things...the thick leather straps, the pointy wood screws, and the electric screw gun....

Ms. Bircher: "You know what is next."

...she pushes Chrissy's head onto her desk, again just like yesterday, places the strap around her neck and screws the ends to the desk....

***WUZZZ***
SCREW IN...
***WUZZZ***
SCREW IN....
***WUZZZ***
SCREW IN...
***WUZZZ***
SCREW IN....

In a very syrupy tone, with an evil lilt Ms. Bircher puts down the screw gun and grabs a paddle from her desk drawer, walks behind the bent over Chrissy and pulls up her school skirt and pulls down her frilly pink pnies exposing that that now bigger, smoother, and rounder ass...Ms. Bircher is obviously happy with the results of the hormone shots and has intentions on giving her more in the near future...

"Repeat B-I-M-B-O for me."

***SLAP***
B-ig tits are what I want
***SLAP***
I- need more make-up
***SLAP***
M-y thoughts are always on cock
***SLAP***
B -Be stupid and dumb
***SLAP***
O-h just look at my nails

And just to make sure it gets through to Chrissy....
***SLAP***
***SLAP***
***SLAP***

"Will I see an attitude change in you my dear? Or, are we going to make this a ritual every morning. Because if we are, I don't mind. I can do this all day if I had the time. Maybe, you and I could have some special time during a detention after school. I'm sure your Aunt Devilla would not be happy to have to wait for you at the end of the day, now would she?"
 
Turning pale at the sight of the contents of the drawer, I try backing away.

"There is no need for those! I am a good girl!"

But it seems that there is nowhere to go, soon she has me by my neck and next I find myself affixed to the desk. Of course after my neck, she has to fight to get ahold of my hands too, but it only takes time...

Then the paddle comes, and I cry out at every slap. Even forget that I should repeat after her the sentences, but she helps me to remember soon enough.

So, soon I find myself repeating the bimbo-mantra... This time not even having to imagine things or think that much at all.

"Yes, Ms. Birch!" I am crying at the end, thinking how disappointed my Aunt would be if I did not appear on time.
 
"Good. That is more like it. You keep up a good attitude and things will go well for you."

Ms. Bircher pulls Chrissy's panties up, her skirt down and removes all the screws and the leather straps from her desk....

"I must say my dear, the hormone shots are doing you a world of good. I can see that your womanly shape is coming together real fine and it is obvious that your growing a lovely pair of tits. Now, first period is Makeup 101 in Room 301 with Ms. Cockburn. I will escort you up to your first class."

Ms. Bircher takes Chrissy by the arm and walks her up the stairs...for the first time the whole school unfolds before her....it looks much like any school...girls everywhere....redheads, blondes, brunettes, and raven haired....all have various size busts - but all are big...their hair is long, lips are puffy, eyelashes dark and lengthy....all are curvaceous, although there seems to be one or two in the crowd that are like Chrissy...or so it seems....of course what Chrissy doesn't know is that all these girls - ALL OF THEM - were once boys....now they are at their various stages to becoming bimbos...some are like Chrissy, very much a newbie, still with male thoughts while others are the bimbo of every man's dream...ready to be available, dumber than a stick, willing to suck cock at anytime, and their own fascination with themselves...

Finally, Room 301 and Ms. Bircher brings Chrissy into the room...the classroom looks like a nail salon, with mirrors and make-up tables everywhere....there are some seats in the middle of the room and there is a desk for the teacher with a black board behind it....

Ms. Cockburn....
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"So, what have we here?"

Ms. Bircher: "New student. Her name is Chrissy."

Ms. Cockburn comes up to Chrissy and says hello with a kiss from her lovely red lipsticked lips - on one cheek and then the other...she smiles and takes Chrissy away from Ms. Bircher....
"Come here my dear and have a seat."

There are three other girls in the class.....

Ms. Bircher: "Call me up if she is any trouble."

Ms. Cockburn looks at Chrissy and has a big smile on her face....her cock-sucking red lips on Ms. Cockburn are to die for and that is the way she likes them.....
"Oh, I don't think Chrissy will give me any trouble."

Ms. Cockburn shows Ms. Bircher to the door and then shuts it.....

"Okay class, lets get started. For those new, this is Makeup 101 and I am Ms. Cockburn. This is a great class and I'm going to get you girls to relearn and understand the right way to put on make-up. Today we are going back to the basics. We are going to work on our faces today and talk about base, foundation, concealers and powders."
 
My head is still swimming with the sight of all those real babes in the corridors, even if there was one or more with similar posture than me... Maybe it was seeing the competition, maybe just wanting to fit in and see more of the girls, but I was trying to walk and act better, following in my Aunt's footsteps.

Then getting introduced to another very much adult goddess, and I was in lo... no, I think it was more of lust, making my cock throb and body tingle from her kiss... Of course I would do my best to learn makeup! Also, I would keep an eye and ear open to maybe get some foundation for the movie career I was planning. Grabbing every opportunity to help out my fellow classmates, even being the first to volunteer for anything she wanted to teach.
 
"Now Before I have you each go to your stations a quick word about being a bimbo and makeup. Everything you do, the way you stand, the way you speak, the way you bend over, and the way you apply makeup is all done with a purpose. You my dears, like myself are eye candy to all men. You are there for their pleasure. You are there for them to want you in every way they can have you and every way that you let them have you. Let me show you what I mean."

Ms. Cock burn takes out her tube of lipstick.....and applies it to her lips...
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"You see my dears, it has everything to do with appearances. The way you hold your makeup whether it be a tube of lipstick, a brush, or a sponge. You are the show and by merely putting that show on, by doing it as sexily as you can, well in no time at all you could have that man like putty in your hands. Any questions my dears?"
 
Captivated by the show - really, I was not even realizing that I should put on similar shows to get through the class - I could only smile and think how really awesome some people are at this institute... Maybe every one of them had their own specialty.

So, I started to look back at the time with Ms. Birch with different eyes too. Still not liking her too much, but I was sure that I would meet the screwing end of her mood more until my time was over in this school. Maybe I was even started to look forward a little.

And practicing makeup? Would be easy to do at home, trying to turn on myself in front of the mirror!
 
In her very sexy tone and with a slight smile....
"No questions. Good. Well why don't we jump into the face and concealers, foundations, and powders."

Up on the blackboard is the following:

* Concealer. Concealer (a.k.a. "cover stick") goes under foundation and is used for spot treatments. It's great at hiding baggy eyes, pimples, and other blemishes. It comes in liquid bottles and tubes (which are thinner and good for drier skin), and sticks and compacts (which are thicker and good for oilier skin). Choose a concealer that is slightly lighter than your regular skin color - the foundation that you apply over it will even it out.

* Foundation. Foundation goes on all over your face to make it looks uniform and smooth. It comes in three types: liquid, cream, and powder. Make sure that your foundation is oil-based for dry skin, oil-free for oily skin, and water-based for combination skin.

* Powder (a.k.a. base) . Powder can be applied over foundation to help "set" it, but its main purpose is to help keep your face looking fresh as the day wears on. For that reason, powder usually goes in portable, easy-to-use packaging. While lots of people like loose powder, we prefer pressed powder - it's just neater and it seems to last longer.

Again, with that sexy tone...
"I'm going to read from the blackboard. (She reads every word from the blackboard.) So, you now see the differences and you know what they are. Why don't we apply some ourselves. Everybody go to their makeup stations."

All the girls get up including Chrissy and walk over to their stations....
Ms. Cockburn has her eye on Chrissy and follows her to her station...

To Chrissy...
"Since you're new to my class I'll help you. This is the concealer. ~points to it~ This is the foundation. ~points to it~ And this is the powder. ~points to it~"

To All...
"Now lets start by washing your hands to prevent touching your face with dirty hands. If your hands are dirty when you apply your makeup, you may get blemishes or pimples. You may also use brushes or sponges, but make sure they are clean. It is safer to just use your hands as sponges and brushes retain bacteria. Now wash your faces."

They all do as Ms. Cockburn says...

"Cleanse, tone and apply moisturizer to your entire face. This will protect your skin and make the makeup appear more natural."

They all do as Ms. Cockburn says...

"Apply your concealer to your under-eye circles and to any blemishes on your face. Work with the direction of the eye muscles fibers to avoid unnecessary stretching of this delicate area. Tap the concealer on working from the outside of the eye to the inside near the nose. Use a concealer with a peach or yellow undertone to counteract the dark color of under-eye circles. Use a green concealer too cover the red of broken capillaries or blemishes. Green cancels out red as they are opposite each other on the color wheel."

"Now, let me show you how it is done."

Her hand is on Chrissy's shoulder....
To Chrissy...with that sexy smile and sexy tone....
"Sweety, you don't mind me using you as the model for this do you?"
 
Jumping into the interesting world of makeup, I found the writing-repeating-retelling and then showing method a little dull... But then seeing some of the fellow classmates, I realize that they are not here for their intelligence. So, I just smile, and work diligently... and show a really happy smile as I am chosen by Ms. Cockburn.

"By all means, Ms. Cockburn! Please do!" and I would not even get angry if I look like a clown after it... Of course I am quite interested how sexy or slutty she would do me. Repeating it later would mean that I had to try to follow her every word and movement now.
 
Happy to have Chrissy be such a willing candidate in her classroom she begins to show her and the rest of the girls....

"Come ladies. Come and gather around. I will show you how this is done."

Ms. Cockburn garbs the concealer and does a dab here and a dab there on Chrissy's face...
"You see my dears, be cute about it. Dabbing is a form of bimbo art as is all application of make-up. If your boyfriend or even just a guy that you've picked up the night before, show him how of a bimbo you are. Be proud my dears."

"Okay, we've concealed Chrissy's face enough. Now all of you go back to your seats and put on your concealer."

Ms. Cockburn walks around the room....she helps a student here and a student there....then says...
"Okay time's up, we need to move to foundation. Gather around Chrissy girls."

"Always apply your foundation with a sponge. Less is best. The aim is to even out the skin tones, not apply an opaque mask. Don't apply to the neck, rather take it just under the jawline to avoid distinct lines between coverage and none at all. Now, again, its all in the way you hold your sponges. Hold the lightly and daintily. We are not going to rub hard. Look lady-like and feel bimboish always. Apply sexily. Remember, even if no one else is in the room, put on a show for yourself. Be the woman you want to be."

Ms. Cockburn finishes applying the foundation to Chrissy's face...
"Now girls back to your seats. Your turn."

This ritual is done also with the powder, except a brush is used...Ms. Cockburn always tells the girls, "It's how you hold your brush. Remember, you are eye candy to others, especially men with big cocks."

Then the school bell rings for period two....

"Everyone, grab your makeup kits at your stations. The homework is to practice what you just learned. I want to see your faces looking made up for tomorrow."

As Chrissy is about to leave....

Ms. Cockburn cuts Chrissy off, locks the door on the classroom, and pulls down on the shade in front of the small window on the door...
"Chrissy go take a seat at one of the desks, I'd like to talk to you for a moment."
 
Eyeing the teacher who separated me from the flock... Or more like fearing that my hard to supress mirth about the style we was taught came too much onto the surface, I am a little cautious.

"Is there some problem, Ms. Cockburn?" I ask, still standing, but back to my place in the classroom. Hiding under the make up I am just finding out another use for this art - I should be able to show these people what they want to see, without my face giving away too much... or at least I hope.
 
"No Chrissy as a matter of fact the opposite."

Ms. Cockburn licks her lips then says in a very sexy tone...
"I know that your a special kind of girl. That's fine. I'm certainly not going to judge you. You're also new here."

She slowly pulls up on her silvery-black shirt and on her almost nothing bra and reveals the monster tits that she has....
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....and she giggles....

She places them closer and closer to Chrissy, until she accidently falls into a classroom chair....

...she giggles again....

Again, in that sexy voice....
"These, these are what you want my dear. Aren't they lovely. Trust me, they're fantastic. You should want these on yourself. You'd look as good as me eventually. You have a lot of potential."

Ms. Cockburn sees that Chrissy is spellbound by her tits....
"You want to touch them? Go ahead touch them."
 
I only flinch when my falling into place gives the dildo in my ass a jolt... But then on it is my cock straining in its cage.

Spellbound by her obvious fake tits - as in surely augmented, because naturally? No way! - I see my hands moving into contact with them.

Then I just stroke and bob them in my hands, closer and closer with my face, for I salivate at the sight and touch, wanting to taste...

"Yes please!"

I moan, licking my lips, not even caring if I would be missing my next class or anything. Breathing on her hot flesh, feeling the live boobs in my hands... And the only thing pulling me back to reality is the painful trapped throbbing between my legs.

Now I really understand her name - or so I think. I almost beg to be able to fuck them, and would do to, if I did not realise that the cage is locked on me by my Aunt - who should not have given the key to anybody. Or at least it seems to me, that she padlocked my manliness. For otherwise I am surely getting close to the sissy they call me, or to become a bimbo... Which I still fight deep down.

But I surely start to want big boobs, and getting accustomed to the feminine apparel and makeup...
 
Ms. Cockburn holds back on moaning or showing how weak she is feeling Chrissy's hands on her tits....she pulls up and then says in a teasing tone....

"Uh, uh, ah! If you want more of them, you'll have to satisfy me down there. Although, now that I think about it, you might not be ready for that."

~pauses and smiles~

"Of course, I can make an exception for my newest pupil."

Ms. Cockburn lifts up her tight skirt and slowly pulls down her lacy pink underwear.....slowly, a half-hard cock springs out of her and comes to life....

With the gentlest of a bimbo's voice....
"Don't be scared. I'm just like you. Place the head of it in your mouth. Let it sit there. Chrissy, I can make you one of my favorites in class. Wouldn't you like that?"

Ms. Cockburn comes closer, her tits look as big as they ever are going to be, and then she grabs the back of Chrissy's head...
"Sweety, it's not as bad as you think. My sissy-cock tastes wonderful, I promise."
 
I am pulling my head back fast enough to get hit with the back of the chair a little. I had a suspicion about her - just like the others around me - but when the heavenly lips adorned beast-boobied-bimbo-bomb got her cock out... It made me loose some of that adoration.

"I think you are right, I am not ready!" gulping back the words that I wont ever be ready for something like that.

"I .. I can st... stroke it, if you want..." my voice is stuttering, not wanting to make her angry or anything, but not even her boobs could make me forget that other part...

"I am more of a pussy girl myself, not running after cocks for now." I just know I am somehow cutting the tree under myself, but with her tits in my face and her hands grabbing my hair... I have to get away, or at least stop that cock with my hands, witch are now cupped around his... her... member.

Feeling the throbbing flesh get harder and firmer in my hands start a curious burning under my navel... I don't know what it is, just that I start to calm down and return to gazing at her tits while my fingers surround the cock.
 
Ms. Cockburn smiles...then takes her hand from Chrissy's hair....

"All right my dear. If that's what you want. Go ahead stroke it. That feels good."

Ms. Cockburn moans a low moan...

"Of course, feeling your lips would feel so much better."

She moans again....

"Listen Chrissy. I know your cock is in chastity. It must hurt an awful lot. I um, have ways of finding the right tools to get that thing open. ~ in a cutsey bimbo Marilyn Monroesque type voice~ But, I can't help you if you don't help me."

~moans again~

"You would like to fuck my big titties, wouldn't you? Or, maybe you'd like to fuck me up my sissy-pussy instead?

~moans again~

"Well how can I do that for you if you don't do something for me?"

Ms. Cockburn places her gorgeously nailed finger on Chrissy's bottom lip...she bends over, her face now closer to Chrissy's and says....
"You know what I need. Your mouth my dear. Your mouth."
 
I was feeling not only aroused and quite disturbed, but brave enough to make a counter-offer.

"I take your overgrown clit in my mouth, if you free and suck my cock... And by freeing I mean every day we have class, you help me take off the chastity cage... If there will be other things happening, that needs a whole new talk..."

Shuddering at the thought of the cock in my hands between my lips, I also knew that if I ever wanted to be comfortable, I would need some help against the others. Not wanting to cause anything bad happen with either of us, I would still stay in the evil cage any other day, and would even put it back before I went home.

I just needed to give her some extra incentive.

"You can teach me how to suck cock properly...."
 
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