A Force Of Habit
By Jessica Drew
Originally Posted On Fictionmania
Chapter 8
Daniel woke up suddenly. The room was dark, but he could feel Mikayla's arm still draped around his slender feminine body. His eyes adjusted to the faint glow of the digital clock beside her bed. 12.23am. Oh no! He was supposed to be back downstairs at nine! Instead he and Mikayla had ended up having sex together. If you could call it that. He wasn't quite sure what two girls going down on each other constituted. He still couldn't quite believe it had happened, but he couldn't argue with the fact that it was the best sex he'd ever experienced.
Daniel carefully untangled himself from Mikayla and got out of bed. He staggered forward a few feet. He hadn't taken his heels off during sex, and had fallen asleep so quickly afterwards that he had forgotten he still had them on. Mikayla murmured in her sleep, but didn't wake. Daniel, still wearing his thong, searched the floor frantically for his dress. Finding the tiny garment, Daniel did his best to get dressed in the dark, though his eyes had by now adjusted a little. He stepped into the red mini-dress and wiggling his hips, managed to pull it up over his curvaceous body. He carefully slipped his arms through the spaghetti shoulder straps and pulled the dress up over his large breasts. He had to tug forcefully on the hem of his dress so that it fully covered his round backside. He remembered Mikayla had put his bag down somewhere in the corner, but he couldn't quite see. Fumbling around, his hands came across it. Satisifed he had everything, Daniel quietly opened the bedroom door and made his way out onto the landing.
The light in the hallway was still on and Daniel had to shield his eyes whilst they readjusted. He slipped his bag onto his shoulder, but immediately noticed that it felt different. Looking down Daniel saw that he was holding a shiny black woman's bag. He must have picked up one of Mikayla's bags by mistake. He unzipped it and looked inside. No, those were definitely his school books, alongside a collection of unfamiliar items. He reached inside and pulled out a small tube of lipstick. He read the writing on the side. Cherry Red.
Oh no. Daniel thought back to the other day, when after spending the night as a girl, he had awoken to find that all of his shoes had been replaced by girl's shoes. And then later on, the very clothes that he had been wearing had changed. He recalled what Carl had told him;
"The world around you is beginning to adjust. It's starting to catch up with your change."
He'd only intended to spend a couple hours with Mikayla, but with the sex and then falling asleep he'd spent well over 6 hours as a girl. Another 6 hours ontop of all the time already spent on Friday and Saturday! Daniel decided that that was more than enough.
Daniel slowly made his way back downstairs, gripping the bannister for support. He could only imagine what he would have to endure or do for Carl, before being changed back this time. He had to try and find the transformation stone himself before that could happen.
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Carl watched from the shadows of the kitchen, the door slightly ajar. He watched as a curvaceous blonde teenage girl searched his dining room frantically. Daniel. Looking for the transformation stone no doubt. He wouldn't have any luck, of course. It was safely tucked in his pants pocket. But still, he let him look, quietly watching, unnoticed, as Daniel teetered around in his 4 inch high heels. Carl had purposely given Daniel the sluttiest, sexiest outfit he could think of. All the better to humiliate him. He watched as Daniel's D-cup breasts threatened to spill out of his tight fitting dress. He stared admiringly at his ripe ass, twitching from side to side with each step. He gazed longingly at his long supple legs, accentuated by his high heels and the ludicrously short hem of his red dress.
Carl watched as Daniel tried to open a cupboard. A particular cupboard that Carl kept locked, the key on his person at all times. Even though there was no threat of Daniel breaking into it, Carl decided that the time had come for him to intervene.
Silently he came up behind Daniel, until he was within a whisper of his ear.
"Looking for something?"
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Daniel shrieked, nearly toppling forward, but Carl caught him by his small waist and pulled him back into him. He easily held Daniel to him, his arms encircling his slender body. Daniel gasped for breath,
struggling helplessly in the larger man's grip. He cringed as he felt a hardening bulge from beneath Carl's pants pressing against his lower back.
"You really are insatiable aren't you?" Carl began as Daniel struggled futiley. "I thought turning you into a girl would be enough to dampen your appetite for my daughter, but looks like I was wrong."
Oh no, Carl had obviously overheard their unabandoned moans coming from the bedroom! Daniel had been hoping to be able to find the transformation stone so that he could change himself back quickly, but now Carl had caught him yet again. He knew from last time that Carl would probably not change him back without first humiliating him again.
"Please..." Daniel began, his female voice wavering. He tried to pull free again, but he was easily held. "It wasn't my idea... "
Daniel gasped as Carl's large hand slid under his red dress to cup his left breast. He gently began to massage it as he spoke. "You're nothing but a whore, and you deserve to be treated like one." Carl pressed against Daniel from behind, pinning him between his body and the table.
"No! Uhhh, please!"
Carl ignored Daniel's cries as he kneeded his soft breast. Daniel gasped as he felt his nipples hardening.
"Look at you, you're even letting yourself get turned on by a man feeling your tits."
Daniel gasped as Carl pinched his stiff nipple. His eyes rolled back and he bit his lower lip. He couldn't deny that what Carl was doing felt good, however embarrassing it was. He knew he would just have to swallow his pride and endure it before being changed back into a boy again.
"Uhhhhh..." Daniel whimpered as Carl slid his large hands over both if his breasts. Carl's right hand then began to slide down, over his flat tummy, tucking under the hem of his short mini-dress.
Daniel's eyes widened and he struggled again, but he still could not move. He felt Carl's large hand begin to wedge itself between his legs. Daniel tensed, squeezing his thighs as tight together as he could to stop him, but Carl's thick fingers pressed inwards.
"Uhhhh," Daniel gasped as Carl began to rub his panties.
"Yessss, let's see if we can get those panties of yours nice and wet shall we?" Carl whispered in his ear.
Daniel purred, feeling his resolve weakening. Gradually he untensed his thighs, even parting them a little to give Carl's hand more room. He felt Carl's hand rubbing against his smooth mound through his red thong. Carl's left hand continued to rub at Daniel's swollen tits as his right hand rubbed his panties.
Daniel felt the pressure of the table against his thighs begin to ease off as Carl relaxed his hold on him. Daniel glanced towards the door. If he ran now, he'd be able to get away.
"Mmmmmmm." Instead Daniel closed his eyes as Carl's hand slid under his panties, brushing past his soft blonde pubic hair, down to his swollen pussy lips. He felt Carl's middle finger running along the length of his wet split.
"Good girl.... See how wet you are? See how wet a man has made you? Imagine if the rest of the guys at school could see you now?" Carl's deep voice soothed into Daniel's ear as he stroked Daniel's pussy.
Daniel blushed, embarrassed. What was he doing lettting this man play with his pussy? Why didn't he just run? As female hormones coursed through Daniel's body, all he could think about were the mind-blowing orgasms he had had with Mikayla earlier that night.
"Yesssss......" Daniel purred as Carl begin to run his middle finger around his clitoris. Daniel gently began rocking his hips against Carl's large hand.
"That's it you little bitch, work that hot pussy against my hand." Carl stroked Daniel's soft blonde hair away from his neck, kissing it gently.
Daniel ground his pussy against Carl's hand as his middle finger furiously flicked over his stiff clitty until he couldn't hold back any longer.
"UHHHHH!!" Daniel's eyes flashed open. "UHHHHHH!"
Daniel quivered as he felt his pussy contracting between his legs, his orgasm shuddering its way up his body. "UHHHHHH!"
"There...." Carl's hand slid out of Daniel's panties as he released his hold. Daniel leant against the table, barely able to stand. He looked up as Carl walked around in front of him. "You enjoyed that didn't you?"
Daniel breathed heavily, unable to answer.
"Remember that tomorrow, when you're back to your football and your pathetic little displays of masculinity. Remember that the next time you try anything on with my daughter. Remember how you let a man play with your pussy till you came for him."
Daniel looked up at the larger man, his cheeks blushing red with the shame. Quickly he pulled the hem of his dress back over his wide hips and snatched up his feminine bag. Without a single glance back he hurriedly clipped off in his high heels towards the door.
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Carl lent against the door frame of the dining room as he watched Daniel teeter off towards the front door. His tight ass twitched pleasingly beneath his tight red dress. Carl brought his wet fingers to his lips, tasting the transformed blonde's juices. Reaching into his pants pocket, Carl withdrew the transformation stone, its red glow illuminating his face. He closed his eyes, passing his palm across the top of it. He would change Daniel back. For now. He had plenty more games to play as yet with this one.
...continued in Chapter 9
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