Sissy Football Camp! By Satinslip (97 Pages) (Patreon)

Sissy Football Camp!

By Satinslip

Concept by Devin Dickie

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

***DEVIN DICKIE NOTE***

All characters are OVER 18 years of AGE! This is a bullying fantasy and not real.  The acts in the following written work are only consensual  sexual choices and fantasy humiliation scenarios.

Bullying is NOT OKAY and If you or someone you know is being bullied, please alert the authorities. 

SISSY FOOTBALL CAMP

With a ‘hiss’ two more white and blue busses pull up outside the Reinhardt Convention and Sports Field. A large white banner, marked with the symbol of the ‘Big D’ proclaims ‘Welcome to Camp Detroit!’ In big blue letters. Underneath, a little smaller, ‘Football Camp.’ A summer camp for big boys.

Big and sleek. Gleaming white with navy blue trim. The busses settle before disgorging their loads of young men into the heat.

Gretchen grins out a giant window. Down at the well built, young men spilling onto the hot concrete, hefting their luggage. She circles her bellybutton with a couple fingers. Her lust obvious. Watching the powerful young Alphas.

The blonde cheerleader holds court inside the building. On the second floor concourse. Just above where the banner flaps in the slight summer breeze. Gretchen is like a Greek statue come to life. A model of a goddess, and just as capriciously cruel. Lithe legs, tanned and bare except for short blue socks. Matching the blue on the signs. And the busses.

A short, pleated skirt barely covers her toned ass. Alternating blue and white. The colors of the ‘Big D.’ If a new arrival looked up as she turned away from the window, they would just make out where her bottom starts to swell away from her thighs.

Her smooth midriff is left bare. A diamond belly button ring gleaming in the late morning sun. Underneath a white tube-top with blue trim. Cut low to reveal a pleasing amount of her tanned cleavage. Her D-cup breasts straining the tight spandex. A large, blue D icon on her top, nestles between her soft mounds. A match to the one on the banner.

Gretchen’s face is angelic, if a bit harsh. Framed by some artful wisps of golden blonde hair. The rest dangling halfway down her back in intricate braids.

The head cheerleader smiles big at her assembled team. Eleven other girls dressed just like her. All heartbreakingly attractive. All nearly nude in their skimpy cheerleader uniforms.

They are waiting, out of the bustling chaos. Enjoying the air conditioning in peace. waiting until someone in charge starts rounding everyone up by room assignments. From experience, Gretchen knew that would still be another hour or so.    

“Listen up, girls!” The beautiful young woman announces in her commanding voice. Husky and lyrical. A bedroom voice honed to perfection from years of cheerleading and seduction.

“You know the rules, we are going to have a great time this summer! This year, I've put the entire proceeds of our "Charity Drive" up for grabs for this year's Sissy Contest.” The assembled cheerleaders look at each other in surprise. “That's 15k, Bitches!”    

Over the last three years that Gretchen has run the Sissy Contest, she usually only skimmed ten percent or so from the fundraisers.

This would be her last year, though. She wanted to go out big. Before she moved across the country.     

She had won two of the last three contests. The blonde leader doesn’t plan to lose this one. 

“Line up to get your room assignments!” A voice eventually calls from below. Excited, the girls start moving. Chatting and giggling as they pick up their bags. Gretchen reaches out and grabs Amber’s shoulder keeping her back.

“Maybe we should have a side bet?” The blonde offers. 

Amber is Gretchen’s second in command. She had been bucking for head cheerleader for the last two years, but that was a position that the blonde held with a deathgrip.

On the surface the two were good friends. Besties. Underneath, they both resented the other. Each willing, in fact eager, to watch the other fail.

Amber is curvier than the blonde. With a bigger, fuller ass and jiggly E-cup tits that Gretchen loved to refer to as ‘udders.’

She has pale skin, dusted with freckles. A pretty face, with full kissable lips. Her long red hair falls straight and shiny. Stopping just short of her amazing ass. “What were you thinking?” The redhead asks suspiciously.

With a grin the blonde answers, “See who can get a sissy further in the contest. Loser gets completely humiliated.”

“Humiliated how?” Amber cocks her head to the side.

“Nude pics. Something nasty and perverted that we wouldn’t be able to live down. We will leave them with Candy. I think we both trust her.” Gretchen sets her left hand on the redhead’s bare side. Sliding it up until she is boldly squeezing the girl’s big right breast through her skimpy top.

Amber shivers, stunned for a moment. The blonde often touched her in inappropriate ways. Amber never could say no. Could never push her away. Gretchen triggered something submissive in the curvier cheerleader. 

Her breathing grows faster as her nipple gets hard under Gretchen’s rubbing thumb. The redhead could feel that familiar, shameful tingling in her crotch. Some dark part of her wanted to drop to her hands and knees. To let Gretchen have her way with her body.

“I...I...yes. Let’s do that.” Amber finally snaps out of it and steps away. If Gretchen lost she would be ruined. There would be no way she could be head cheerleader this year. This would be Amber’s last year too. She could go out on top. Gretchen’s grin grows wider. “Great! I’ll set it up. Isn’t this going to be fun?” The blonde grabs her bag and flounces off. Her skirt bouncing a little too high. Revealing to her ‘friend’ that she is wearing a thong.

“Yeah, fun.” Amber mutters. Her tummy fluttering with a strange mix of dread and excitement.   

***  

Tim hops off the bus with a big smile on his face. He just finished his senior year and looks young for eighteen. Effeminate.

With a face that is cute, rather than handsome, and a round ass, he would never be mistaken for an Alpha male. Blonde and thin, he looks out of place next to the big, mostly black, men.

He is a little shy and nervous, but also enthusiastic. He had enjoyed the camaraderie of being on a team. Celebrated as the best kicker his small town high school had seen in a decade.

If he did well here at camp he might just score a scholarship for the coming year. Or make some connections that would guide him down the right path in life for him. 

Boys line up to receive their room assignments. The young man steps to the back of the line. Coaches and assistants bark out orders into the chaos. Soon, Tim is walking across the bustling camp to his dorm.

A set of small brick rooms with a pair of bunk beds close together. With a desk in the middle. There are already two guys unpacking. Muscular and chiseled.  

“Hi! My name is Tim.” The smaller boy says cheerily.

The bigger boys grunt. ”Patric.” The black man answers.

“Hank.” The slightly smaller white boy.

They were both putting their things on the top and bottom of one of the bunks. So Tim turned to the other one.

“No one minds if I take the top...” He started.

“I’m always on top.” A gruff voice from behind.

Tim turns to see another black man entering the room. Bigger, even than Patric. Handsome and built.

“Oh...but I...um. Ok then.” Tim stammers. He feels nearly lost in the small space with the three big boys. Swallowed up. “I’m...uh...Tim.”

“Great for you, ‘uh, Tim.’ I’m Lamar. Move.” The big camper gently, but firmly pushes Tim out of his way.

Pushed aside and ignored, Tim suddenly feels out of place.

Tim is the last to leave their room. Last to have gotten unpacked. He hustles outside and on to the field. Boys are already getting grouped up by coaches. Soon he is running drills. Astonished at how big everyone else seems to be. Even compared to the players back on his old team.

They had nearly all been white boys, but had seemed large to him at the time. Those boys had nothing on these behemoths.

Even the other kickers tended to be tall and muscular.

Tim huffed as he and a group of twenty boys jogged around the track. His mind blanking out, as it often did at the dull exertion. An almost zen-like state. Calm and centered.

Until, that is, they passed the cheerleaders. Four squads of beautiful girls. Stretching and jumping in their short skirts, or tiny shorts. Leaving little of their bodies to the boy’s imaginations.

The boys catcalls and whistle as they pass the sexy girls. Only to be reprimanded by one of the trainers. “Have some respect!” The big man yells.

As he jogs, Tim can’t get the beautiful girls out of his mind. Especially a particularly busty girl. A redhead. He can’t help but stare each time he passes.   

His thoughts are soon lost in a haze of lust.

Tim imagines the two of them, alone in the middle of the football field. She bites her lower lip seductively as he takes her in his arms.

They kiss. Her red hair billowing in the wind. Her hands caress his back as he brings his up to her large breasts. He squeezes and gropes her giant orbs.

He begins to pull her white and blue tube-top off. Her hand moves into his blonde hair and her kissing grows more intense. She wants him. Needs him.

The redhead’s amazing tits spill out as her top is removed. Fluttering away in the wind. She lustily pulls his face down to them. Tim kisses and licks. He sucks her hardened nipples.

Her hands slid down his body. His chest suddenly bare. Hairless and smooth. Her fingers slowly unzip his pants, and he leans back.

The beautiful redhead pulled his pants open and they both look down...

“Alright! Hit the showers!” A gruff voice shatters Tim’s fantasy.

With a sigh, the small player glances over to the cheerleaders one last time. He barely catches a glimpse of the redhead from behind as they leave the field. Sweaty and tired, he follows the line of boys to an old brick building. 

Tim strips and shoved his clothes in one of the lockers. Then he steps into the showers. Already steamy and crowded with naked young men.

Wet black men wash all around him. A few white boys here and there for contrast. They lather soap on finely chiseled bodies. Strong and powerful.

Tim instantly feels inadequate. Weak and vulnerable in a way that he never has before. He feels like he doesn’t belong here.

Then he noticed the men’s dicks. Thick, and black and intimidating. Like snakes waiting for prey.

Tim can’t help but look down in horror at his own penis. Pathetic and sad next to theirs, he realizes for the first time.

He always knew he was on the small side, but never how much so. Erect he doesn’t reach three inches. Smaller than the flaccid cocks around him.

Soft as he is now, his is just a little wee-wee. Just a tiny little bump. ‘A grower, not a shower.’ He had always told himself in private.

Part of him wishes he were anywhere else as he steps under a free shower. The hot water stinging his small white body. He starts to lather himself up. Making sure to cover his penis with the frothy soap.

He is squeezed between two big, black, linemen. Bumped and pressed and rubbed by their big, wet, naked bodies.

They don’t pay him any attention. Either not noticing the slight kicker, or completely writing off his presence.

Tim whimpers and shivers at one point, as one of the men turn. Trading a joke with a friend over the shorter boy’s head. The big man’s cock slides and rubs against Tim’s tummy. Seeming to writhe and wiggle against his white skin as if happy to have finally found prey.

He can actually feel it throb against his belly as it slowly gets hard from the contact. It’s owner seeming unaware as he laughs above.

Tim stares down as the dick rises. It’s pale dark tip staring up at him. Hungry. Then the man is gone. Suddenly moving off with his buddy. Tim is alone in his little spot for the moment.

Feeling pathetic, and dirty. And strangely excited.

CRACK! Tim jumps and squeals as his ass burns like fire. Two boys laugh as they pass. One wrapping his towel back into a rat tail. “Screams like a girl!” The other boy chuckles.

Tim looks down to find his little penis has grown to it’s full pathetic length. Sexually excited for some inexplicable reason.

Tim hurries to finish his shower.   

***   

“Any prospects?” Gretchen asks as she sits on the locker room bench next to Amber. The blonde takes off her sneakers. All around them beautiful cheerleaders strip or walk naked into the showers.  

“A couple.” Amber admits as she pulls her top off. Freeing her giant breasts. She notices the blonde staring up at them as she pulls her socks off.

“Well, I call dibs on the little Asian kid.” Gretchen announces loudly. So the other girls can hear.

Amber nods, thinking of the slim, blonde that kept staring at her. “Yeah, sounds good.” She answers. She unzips her skirt and takes it off revealing her blue cotton panties that don’t quite cover all of her sweet round ass.

Gretchen stands and quickly matches. Pulling off her own skirt and shoving it in a locker. Revealing her tiny blue thong. 

Gretchen’s top goes next, as she proudly displays her perky D-cup tits. “Feels good to let the girls free, don’t you think?” The blond asks rubbing and fondling her own breasts.

“Uh, yeah. Sure.” Amber agrees. She slides a pair of fingers under her panties on her hips and pulls them down. Bending over slightly toward Gretchen.  

Suddenly the redhead gasps as Gretchen boldly reaches out and cups both her giant dangling tits. “I bet it feels real good to let these udders out.”

Amber’s panties land on the tiled floor. She can’t stand back up. Shocked into submission as the blond freely gropes her breasts.  

“It’s going to be so hot, when you lose our bet.” Amber whimpers slightly, when Gretchen rolls her hardened nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

“I guess we should go wash up.” The blond says, letting her ‘friend’ go. She pulls off her tiny thong. Revealing a shaved pussy. A contrast to Amber’s little red landing strip.

The redhead follows the head cheerleader into the showers. Surrounded by steam and beautiful wet women. Joking and laughing and smiling.

Only when Amber sees Gretchen’s predatory smile she feels a flutter deep in her tummy.   

***  

Later that evening, all the campers gather together in the big convention hall for a mixer. An opportunity to get to know each other and chat up the cheerleaders.     

Tim wanders around. Feeling isolated and inadequate. Still not over his wake up call in the showers. He has a drink and hovers at the edge of a few conversations. Never invited in by the bigger boys.

“Hi, I’m Amber.” A sweet voice from behind. Just as he began considering heading back to his room.

Tim spins around to come face to face with the busty redhead cheerleader of his dreams.

She wears a pair of tight bluejeans and a low cut T-shirt. Showing off a generous amount of cleavage.  

“Uh...uh...hi.” He stammers as she smiles. “I’m, um, Tim.”

“Great to meet you, Tim.” She says sweetly. Offering her hand to shake. “Are you here to be a quarterback?” She asks.

Blushing, Tim answers, “Oh, no. I’m a kicker. Um, best in my high school. In over a decade.”

“I’m sure you were.” She smiles.

Time seems to fly for Tim as they chat. Gradually there are less and less people in the big room.

He finds her charming, and smart. Beautiful, of course. She finds him as timid and unsure of himself as she had hoped. And obviously smitten with her.

“Woo! You caught yourself a nice one, Timmy!” Lamar says as he saunters up. Flanked by their other two roommates. “My name’s Lamar. This is Patrick and Hank.”

“I’m Amber.” She says with a smile. She can tell that Tim is intimidated by the larger boys. “You are Tim’s..?”

“Roommates. And we share everything. Don’t we Timmy.” Lamar gives Tim an uncomfortable hug as the big boys crowd around. Eager to be so close to one of the cheerleaders. A busty one at that.

“How was your first day?” She asks the bigger boys. Pointedly ignoring the insignificant Tim now that his roommates are there.

“Great!” Hank answers as the other boys nod. “Some great coaches, and there should be some real challenges.”     

Lamar surreptitiously pushes Tim out of the shrinking circle. Amber can’t help smiling at how the pathetic kicker looks so defeated. She makes a point to look enraptured by what the bigger boy’s have to say.

Really grinding in the point that Tim is a beta here. Not worthy of a girl’s attention. Especially one as beautiful as her.

Sullenly, Tim trudges back to his small room. He has never felt so small. So worthless.

He strips down to his white briefs, and slides under the covers.

Tim tries to think about football. About the great training he is going to get. His thoughts keep slipping back to Amber, though.

Amber. Beautiful, busty, pleasant Amber. Kneeling next to him. Happy to make him feel like a man. She slides his covers down. One hand caressing his bare chest. Her other slips into his underwear. Her fingers bringing his penis to life. She smiles happily at him. Wanting only to bring him joy.

Tim’s own hands reach under the covers as his eyes close. He pulls his underwear down past his round ass. Bare and feeling deliciously naughty under the sheet.

He tugs on his already stiff nub. Imagining Amber pulling his underwear down. Excited to find his...

“Holy shit! The little pussy is jacking it!” Strong hands yanked back Tim’s sheet. Revealing to his roommates that he is masturbating.

“Oh, god! He’s tiny!” Lamar chuckles.

Tim tries to pull the sheet back up. Big, strong hands grab his wrists and yank them above his head.

Lamar flicks Tim’s hard little penis. Making the smaller boy squeak with pain. Then he flicks him again and again.

Tim’s nub strains in its firmness. Grotesquely turned on by the abuse. It almost seems to stretch out as if asking for more.

The black Alpha is happily to oblige. Flicking the little peanut as he berates it’s owner.

“You thinking about that redhead with the tits, Timmy?” Lamar asks. Flick! Flick! “She sure is a sweet piece of ass.” Flick! Flick! The big men chuckle at the restrained beta.     

“I bet he wants to put that piece of nothing in her hot box.” Patrick taunts.

Still Lamar flicks Tim’s excited, little nub. The stinging feels worse and worse. A burning up and down Tim’s little penis. Especially his tiny flared tip.

“Is that it, Timmy?” Lamar sneers. FLICK! “You want to put it to hot Amber?” FLICK! FLICK!

Tim groans. His little raisin balls contract and his tiny prick shoots cum on his belly.

The Alphas release him. Stepping back and laughing as the small guy orgasms with a loud groan.

“Pathetic.” Lamar proclaims. “Go get cleaned up, wimp.” He grabs Tim by his blonde hair and drags him to the door.

Tim stumbles out in the hall. His underwear tangled around his knees. His own jizz dripping down his stomach. The door shuts behind him.

He pulls up his white briefs with a sigh of relief. There isn’t anyone in the hallway to see him.

He hurries to get clean. 

***   

Tim was worried that people would start to bully him over his small penis. After a couple of days though, it seems like his roommates hadn’t told anyone. Not even about him jizzing on himself.

Tim works hard during the first couple days of camp. Jogging, kicking, exercising, running scrimmage with the other boys. Happy to be involved in such an exciting camp.    

He is disappointed as he finds his kicking skills fall on the low end. Of the two dozen kickers, there are only a few he can beat in accuracy. Even less in distance. Amber gives him a friendly smile whenever their paths cross. Though he is sure that any chance he had there is gone. Stolen by Lamar and his buddies.   

That’s why he nearly jumped when the beautiful redhead taps his shoulder from behind and asks, are you busy this afternoon?”

It’s free period Tuesday. Every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon has an elective period. For a log of boys this involves ‘studying’ famous games in the large, comfortable viewing room. Really a small theater.

Tim spins around and comes face to face with Amber’s generous cleavage. Shown off by her white and blue tube-top. 

“I...uh...don’t have any real plans. Why?” He tries not to stammer.

“We have permission to run a charity car wash in town.” She explains. Slightly squeezing her arms together to make her big tits pop out a bit more. “We could use some help filling water buckets and odd jobs. I was hoping you would like to come?”

“I...uh...of course. I’d love to.” He tells her with a grin.

“Great!” She leans in and for a second he thinks she is going to kiss his cheek. Tim even closed his eyes in anticipation. Then she pats his shoulder and bounces off. “See you on the bus!” She waves back with a pompom.

Tim is one of half a dozen boys that accompanies twenty or so cheerleaders. He is a little disappointed to see that Lamar is along too, but decides he won’t let that get him down.

He was also sad to see that Amber was already sitting with another girl when he got on the bus.

Everyone hops out when they get to a large, strip mall parking lot.

Four girls take signs and go to stand on the sidewalk. Enticing drivers to pull in. The boys go around the side of the building, where they are directed. To fill buckets up with water.

By the time they get back there are already four cars lined up.

The cheerleaders look sexy in their uniforms as they split into teams to wash. For a short time Tim and the other boys get to stand back and admire the view.

Girls get wet and soapy quick. Stretching over cars to wash every inch. Their breasts ‘accidentally’ squishing against driver’s side windows. skirts riding high as they bend over. Showing off which girls are wearing thongs.

Soon Tim and the other boys are busy carting water and other supplies. He quickly gets sweaty and tired. The buckets are heavy, when full.    

Later in the afternoon he sets one down and looks around. Wiping sweat from his forehead. His eyes go wide at what he sees.

Probably half the girls, maybe more have stripped off their cheerleader uniforms. Now they wash cars or advertise with the signs in bikinis. Some deliciously small. Like the blonde girl that hangs out with Amber a lot.

A few of the girls wear tight, white T-shirt’s. Swag they are selling with the camp’s ‘Big D’ logo on them. Only the shirts get wet quick, and are nearly transparent when they do. Their tiny bikinis clearly visible underneath.

He is a little disappointed to find that Amber isn’t one of the bikini girls. Though she still looks sexy in her uniform. Her cleavage wet and glistening. Some soap bubbles slide slowly down her orbs. Into the dark crevasse between her tits as she sprays another giggling girl with a hose. A rainbow forming in the air around her... “C’mon, twink!” Lamar growls. “More buckets!” 

With a sigh, Tim grabs two empties.  

Near seven, a hot Asian girl comes jogging up to Tim. Her big double-D’s bounce and jiggle in a red bikini top that is just a little too small.

“Your Timmy, right?” She asks. He winces at her use of his name. Other than his roommates, he hasn’t been called Timmy since he was five.   

“Uh, yeah. I guess.” He answers.

She gives him a lopsided smile. “I’m Candy. Amber said if I needed any help, you would be the gentleman to ask.” She explains happily.

“Yeah! Oh, yeah. Sure. Anything.” He stammers.

“We are selling mugs and T-shirt’s, right?” He nods to her question. “Someone put some of the boxes around the corner. Near an electric shed or something? Could you go get them? We’re running out.”

Tim nods. “Sure, yeah.” The girl gives him a big grin. Then he jogs off. Eager to make her, and maybe Amber, happy.

He heads to the corner and looks around. He sees some picnic tables off in the grass. A big green dumpster, way down at the end of the asphalt. And a wooden enclosure maybe six feet tall, painted green. A loud industrial humming coming from it. 

He heads over. Sure he sees the corner of a cardboard box. As Tim gets close though, he hears something else. Like a low guttural moan.

He creeps to the edge of the fencing and peers around. The green fence surrounds what he assumes is a large air conditioner for the building. The moaning is coming from inside. Just beyond the little gate that has been left open just a few inches. He steps past three cardboard boxes. Two stacked on top of each other. Then he peers inside.

Tim stifles a gasp.

Lamar is there. Ass leaning against the inside of the fence. Pants down around his ankles. The big black Alpha leans over a girl on her knees. A redhead. A curvy red haired cheerleader. Surely it couldn’t be...

Amber!

Her head bobs up and down as she sucks the black camper’s dick. Even as Tim watches she brushes some red hair away from her face. Exposing a pale, freckle covered cheek.

Beautiful Amber. On her knees sucking and pleasing, thick black dick.

She pulls off and looks up at the black boy. Giving him a happy smile. Tim can see Lamar’s cock. Big and black and hard. Glistening with her saliva. Huge compared to his own little dinghy.

His eyes rise up to meet Lamar’s. An angry look on the black boy’s face. “You little shit!” He growls. Taking one step forward and reaching out. Easily grasping Tim by the shoulder and yanking him inside the enclosure. Amber gasps and stumbles back. Landing on her round ass.

“I’ll teach you to be a little pervert, sissy!” Lamar warns. He forces Tom to face the fence. Back towards Amber. Then he yanks the beta’s jeans and underwear down far enough to leave Toms girly ass bare.

Amber grins. Her plan worked perfectly. Lamar plays his part well. Happy to abuse his roommate for a nice blowjob.

The redhead shivers with delight as the big black hand slaps firmly on the white boy’s derrière. Instantly leaving a red handprint.

Amber’s hands reach for her own breasts as a rain of blows abuse the smaller boy. She tweaks her own nipples through her top. Turned on more than she expected at the sissy’s abuse.  

Tears fill Tim’s eyes as the bigger boy spanks him. His only consolation that Amber can’t see his tiny pud. Turned away from her and still covered by his white briefs.

His ass turns pink, then red. Stinging and throbbing with pain. His hardened pud bouncing in time with the blows.

“Now, get the fuck out of here, sissy.” Lamar spins him away from the fence and out the gate.

Tim frantically pulls up his pants and stumbles away. He can barely see Amber leaning back in to take the big boy’s cock in her mouth. Then Lamar closes the gate.

Tim grabs a couple of the boxes and shuffles back around front. Sniffling back tears.

He finds he doesn’t take any pleasure in watching the beautiful cheerleaders sex it up for leering male drivers now. He just keeps quietly to himself until they head back to camp.    

***   

Wednesday sort of passes in a blur. Tim can’t concentrate. His mind alternates between visions of beautiful Amber sucking that big black cock, and despair at his own tiny penis.

He is even yelled at by a couple coaches for, ‘not having his head in the game.’ 

At one point Lamar and his other roommates laugh at him as they pass on the field. “Enjoy the show, sissy?” The black boy asks, cruelly.

Tim starts to wonder if he should just go home.  

***

Early Thursday afternoon, Amber comes jogging up to him. Her big tits visibly bouncing in her skimpy white and blue top. Her matching pom poms fluttering. “Hey! Hey, Tim. I feel like you have been avoiding me.” She exclaims, breathing heavily. 

“Well, I...I mean...” he starts. A vision of her on her knees. Sucking a black cock. Burns in his mind. Only now there’s a ring of black dicks around her. Obediently she reaches up toward two more...

“I wanted to thank you for your help at the car wash.” She gushes. Twisting a little side to side, as if filled with too much energy. 

“Oh, uh...sure thing.” Tim nods.

She grins at him. “No silly. A special thank you.” She caresses his chest lightly with a finger. Tim’s heart nearly stops. “Tonight. After lights out. Meet me near the picnic area. The one behind the fir trees?”

Tim nods and she gives him a grin before bouncing away.

The rest of the day Tim feels high as a kite. He actually breaks his old record for longest kick. Even getting congratulated by one of the assistant coaches.

He doesn’t go back to his room. Not wanting to deal with Lamar. Instead he changes out of his football gear in the locker room. Into loose shorts and a T-shirt. Then hangs out in the woods on the other side of the football field until after lights out. He slips into the dim light of picnic area. A lone lamp casting a pale light. 

His tummy flutters. Amber is already waiting for him. Dressed in tight, green, booty shorts. Pleasantly cupping her round ass. On top she wears a billowy, white, crop-top. It just barely covers her giant breasts. Tim can see the faint, dark outline of her bra through the thin top.

Amber smiles when he steps out of the trees. The four picnic tables sit near a pair of iron grills, and a waste bin. Trees block any view from the rest of camp.

“I’m glad you came.” She motions him closer, then sits on a bench. “You’re a really nice guy. You were such a big help at the car wash.”

Tim sits next to her on the bench. Their knees touching. He can smell her delightful scent, they are so close.

“Well, I’m glad I could help.” He tells her. Delighted by her smile. “I hope I didn’t ruin...”

Amber gently grabs the back of Tim’s neck and pulls him close. Their lips touch and her tongue slips into his mouth.

Tim is ecstatic. Gingerly, he puts one arm around her waist. Then timidly rests his free hand on her knee.   

They kiss for what seems an eternity. Tongues dancing intimately together. There in the dim light. Only the buzzing of insects to make a sound.

Amber finally breaks the kiss. Grinning at her disciple, she pulls her shirt off over her head. Tim’s eyes goggle at her chest. Big round tits. Barely held back by a blue, silk bra.

“You can caress them. If you like.” She tells him softly. Lowering her head and batting her eyelashes at him. Then she leans in for more kissing.

Blissfully, Tim reaches up. His palms tenderly wrap around her bra. The tips of his fingers land on her exposed flesh. His breath catches as he gives the wonderful orbs a light squeeze. 

He can feel her nipples harden through the silk. Pressing against his hands. He squeezes again and starts to lightly caress. Not quite sure what to do with the breasts, now that he has caught them.

He only knows that he wants to play with them forever.

Amber lets the small man grope her for nearly ten minutes. Waiting until his fingers start to get bolder. When they start to dub underneath the top of her bra she suddenly breaks their kissing and pulls back.

“I have to go. We don’t want to get in trouble.” She tells him. Pleased at the disappointment written loud on his face. Tim nods anyway. “Maybe we can meet again tomorrow night?”

Suddenly Tom is feeling that high again. “Yeah! That would be great!” He agrees. Amber pulls her shirt back on. And waves at him as she strides off. Tim sits a while longer. Feeling elated.

he enjoys a slight summer breeze as he steps out of the trees. Walking across camp feels like walking on clouds. Right up until he steps into his room.

Hands grab him in the dark. Wrapping around his mouth as he starts to cry out.

He can barely make out his roommates in the moonlight. A slap across his cheek quickly settles the little beta down.

“And where were you so late?” Lamar growls.

“Probably out peeping on the cheerleaders.” Hank chuckles from the side.

“Is that right?” Lamar asks. “You’re never going to get any of that trim.” The bully announces. “That ain’t for a sissy like you.”

“Actually...” Tom starts. Only to get slapped again.

“Nobody is ever going to want this, Timmy.” Lamar yanks Tim’s shorts and underwear all the way to his ankles.

“There just ain’t nothin there,” Patric says from behind Tim. Still holding his arms helplessly behind his back.

“I guess that little girl spank I gave you wasn’t enough.” Lamar chuckles.

The black Alpha reaches down between Tim’s thighs and pinches the tip of his little bean hard. Patric covers the white boy’s mouth as he squeals.

Grinning, Lamar pulls. Stretching the tiny penis further than it should ever go. Tim moans in pain. Tasting the skin of Patrick’s hand. Worried that his little nothing will get torn off.

Lamar nods. With his own grin, Hank whips the stretched penis with a handful of shoelaces. The big white Alpha swings again and again. Chuckling at the faint snapping of laces on skin.

Tim sobs as his bit-of-nothing begins to burn with the pain. Growing red at the abuse. Also, getting hard from it.

“Holy fuck! The sissy is getting off on this.” Lamar says, incredulous.

The humiliation of that is almost worse than the pain to Tim. He doesn’t understand why his body is reacting this way. He wishes he could stop it. Especially in front of these bullies.

Then Tim cums. His sobs turn to strange groans. His orgasm from the pain isn’t pleasant, exactly. It is overpowering.

Lamar steps back letting go of the little penis as it drizzles all over the floor. Not shooting, like a real cock would.

They let Tim drop to the floor. Landing in a puddle of his own warm slime. Lamar wipes the little that got on his fingers in Tim’s blonde hair.

“Gross, you little perv.”

The three bullies leave him kneeling there. Sobbing in his humiliation and shame.   

*** 

Friday, Tim feels out of it again. He knows he should turn the three bullies in. Only he can’t seem to bring himself to do it. He feels more timid than he ever has.

The day feels grey and cold to him. The camp a desolate ruins. the players in their scrimmages seem more like monsters scrabbling over scraps of meat.

Then Amber jogs past him. Her vibrant red hair billowing in a slight breeze. She mouths ‘tonight’ and gives him a smile.     

Suddenly everything feels worth it. Tim will take a whip to his little button every night. If it means he can spend time with her.

That evening he grins. Sitting on a picnic bench as Amber comes around the trees. This time dressed in a flowing miniskirt and a button up blouse. Missing the top three buttons, to show off some generous, freckled cleavage. 

Tim stands up as she steps closer and hugs him. Pulling him into a kiss. He can feel her big tits squished against his chest as he puts his arms around her.

“I’m glad you came.” She whispers breaking their kiss, but not the embrace. Amber reaches up and unbuttons the top two buttons of her blouse. Tim can see deep into her cleavage. He can see that she isn’t wearing a bra.

A thrill of excitement runs through him as she continues to unbutton. “Go ahead.” She tells him. “Touch them. You can even kiss them if you like.”

The last button is undone, and she lets her shirt fall open. Revealing her magnificent breasts to the young beta. Tim stops breathing for a moment. Staring in awe at her bounty. Then he leans down and greedily grabs her tits. Squeezing as he kisses her cleavage.

Amber reaches down and caresses the inside of Tim’s thigh. Sending erotic tingles through him. The intensity only grows as her hand slowly rubs its way up his shorts to his crotch.

Tim can’t see her eyes narrow, or her wicked grin when her fingers reach his tiny button. It feels just as small as Lamar had told her. Just like she hoped.

“Oh, Tim. That feels so good.” She gasps. The young man sucks on her right nipple and rubs her left with his fingers. “Let me make you feel good too.” Amber kneels down. Tim grins with excitement as she pulls his shorts down. Revealing his tiny, erect penis.    

Amber recoils in feigned shock at what she finds.

“Oh! Oh, gosh! You’re so tiny!” She gasps. Amber giggles as she motions with her thumb and forefinger. Showing just how small he is by placing them an inch apart. Then shrinking the distance to nothing.   

“Amber...I...” Tim finds his eyes tearing up. Humiliated and ashamed at his pathetic manhood.

“There’s nothing here to please a woman.” She tells him in exaggerated shock. Casually flicking his little nub. Not as painful as Lamar, but her disdain seems to burn him to his core.  

He jerks away from her. Tripping as he gets caught in his lowered shorts. Tim hops back up tugging his clothes up as he runs away through the trees. Though he struggles to get them past his knees. His tiny penis shamefully hard in his humiliation. Bouncing as he flees. 

With tears in his eyes, he can still hear Amber laughing. “Unbelievable!” She calls behind him.

Tim can feel pine branches whip at his little hard bump as he runs into the woods. Struggling to pull up his shorts.

Finally he trips and collapses in a pile of branches. The sissy curls up and weeps. When he starts to calm down he finds his little nubbin is still hard from his encounter with Amber. Surely, he can’t be aroused from the humiliation. Gingerly he reaches down and touches his tender bud with the tips of his fingers. Still hard as a rock. Even after fleeing

The beta sniffles as he slowly starts to rub his penis. Whining quietly on the forest ground as his lust begins to overwhelm him.

“Why? Why am I so pathetic?” He asks the empty darkness.

Tim’s rubbing turns to full on masturbation. His fingers curl around his little, excited bud. Stroking quicker and quicker. 

Visions flashed through his mind...

Amber jumping up and down in her cheerleader uniform. Pompoms and red hair rustling in the breeze.

Lamar groaning as Amber sucks his big, black dick.

His roommates smacking his little penis and laughing.

Amber’s beautiful breasts, finally revealed.

Tim moans as he feels his orgasm getting closer. He tries to concentrate on Amber and her giant tits...but he can’t stop his fantasy from changing. Shifting to Lamar and his big black dick. It seems to get closer and closer. Like a snake stalking its prey. In the background, he imagines he can hear Amber laughing.

with tears in his eyes, Tim groans through his orgasm. Spilling his jizz on the forest floor. A pathetic sissy, curled up and sobbing. Wracked with shame.  

***

Tim feels like he has a tummy ache all of Saturday. His exercises and training are abysmal. He is yelled at numerous times. Even laughed at by the other campers. All his kicks seem to go wide.

Then Amber strides up to him. “Go to our spot tonight, after lights out.” She orders him with a stern look.  

“But...but, I...last night...” He stammers. He thought she wouldn’t want anything more to do with him.

“I wasn’t finished last night. Then you ran off, Timmy.” Her use of his insulting nickname stings him. Even as he is filled with hope. “Meet me tonight.” She says sternly. Then she strides away.

That evening, Tim paces back and forth in his blue shorts and a white T-shirt. Waiting with baited breath next to the picnic tables.

“Come here!” Amber orders in that stern voice when she comes around the path. Into the dim light of the single lamp. 

Butterflies flutter in the beta’s tummy when he sees her. She wears a tiny knit halter-top. Emerald green without a bra. Her E-cup breasts jiggle and bounce with her every movement.

Her skirt is an alternating zigzag pattern of black and green. Nearly halfway down to her knees.

Tim hustles over. Eager to please the beautiful cheerleader. His little pud already throbbing as it gets hard in his shorts.

“You have a tiny penis.” She tells him. A slight frown on her stern face.

“I...uh...” Tim isn’t sure what to do.

“Say it!” She orders.

“I...um...I have a tiny penis?” It nearly comes out as a whine.

“Say it again. Convince me.” She demands.

“I...I have a tiny penis.” His cheeks flush with embarrassment.

“It’s pathetic, isn’t it?” She asks him. Moving a step closer.

“Um, yes? My...my penis is pathetic.” His pathetic penis is now fully hard in his shorts. Making the saddest little tent.

“Do you think a woman would ever want a ride from that?” She points down at his sad crotch. “That it could ever satisfy anyone?”

Tim hangs his head in shame. “No.” He agrees. “No woman would want anything to do with my tiny penis.”

“Then you aren’t a man. Are you?” She asks. He shakes his head, no. “What are you then?”

“I...I’m a girl?” He asks. Not sure where she is leading him. Tim is surprised to find he is willing to follow in his humiliation.

“You wish.” Amber sneers. Quickly she reaches down and yanks his shorts to his ankles. “Is this something a girl would have?” She asks, slapping his sad little nothing.

“Mmn! No!” He gasps.

“Then what are you?” She demands. Standing back up.

“I don’t know.” His eyes start to get watery with unshed tears.

“A sissy, you pathetic worm. Admit it! You are a sissy,” She slaps his cheek. Not hard, just enough to get his attention.

Tim reaches up to where she slapped him. “I’m a sissy.” He whispers. A wave of shame and excitement shivers through him. His hard little peanut throbs. “I...I’m a pathetic sissy. My nothing is worthless, and...and I don’t deserve to fuck a woman.”

Amber grins with triumph. “No. No you don’t.” She forces him to turn around and bend over one of the picnic tables. “Do you want to be my sissy?”

Tim can feel the rough wood under the palms of his hands. “Pl...please let me be your sissy.” He begs in a little voice.

Amber slides her hand down over his cute little ass. Then between his thighs. He shivers when she gently squeezes his nubbin with two fingers.

“You will do anything I say, Timmy?” She asks sweetly. He nods. Eager to be with her any way she will let him. 

She slowly starts to jack him off with two fingers. Her free hand slides around and up under the front of his T-shirt. She pinches his tiny nipple. Making the sissy hiss in pain.

“I’m just using two fingers, Timmy. I don’t need more than that to get you off do I?” 

He shivers at the physical pleasure, and the humiliation. “No.” He whispers. Admitting, “I’m so pathetic. Two fingers is all you need.”

Tim groans as he cums. His body tenses while Amber tugs his little nub. Jizz splats on the ground below him.

“Thank me, sissy.” Amber orders. Letting go and stepping away.

“Th...thank you.” Tim gasps. Still shivering from his orgasm.

“Now it’s time for you to please me.” She grins at him. “In the only way a beta sissy like you could.”

She sits on a bench and spreads her legs. Then she slowly slides her black and green skirt up. Revealing more and more of her creamy thighs.

Tim gasps when she finally reveals her well trimmed pussy. She isn’t wearing any panties. Fully showing her soft netherlips, Framed by creamy white thighs. Her little patch of red fuzz sitting proudly on top.

”Get down there and start licking!” She orders in her harsh voice.

Tim immediately kneels and crawls the few feet between her legs. His shorts still tangled at his ankles nearly falling off.

Eagerly he leans in. Planting a kiss directly on her beautiful pussylips. Amber shivers and gasps at the sudden pleasure. Her hands grab the boy by his short blonde hair.

Tim licks and kisses her pussy. Making sure to stimulate every spot. Then he takes a long lick between her soft pussylips. Reveling in the pleasured moan she makes above him.

He pushes his tongue deep inside the girl he adores. Tasting her womanhood. Offering as much pleasure as he can.

“Mmn! That’s a good sissy fuck.” Amber moans. She leans back against the table to enjoy his attentions. “I think you have a ton of potential.”

The redhead flips her skirt over his head. Covering his shame. “You know a real man wouldn’t go down on a girl like that.” She taunts him between moans. “Only a pathetic sissy like you.”

True or not, Tim shivers at her humiliating words. His tongue deep in her cunt. Her skirt covering his submissive act. His little penis throbs as it starts to get hard again.

Slowly moths circle the lone, dim lamp above them. Ignoring the beautiful cheerleader and her new pet sissy.

***  

Amber steps out of the small pool house. Into the warm Sunday afternoon sun. She grins at the sounds of girls laughing and water splashing around her.

She wears an emerald green bikini bottom. Tied at the hips and barely covering half of her sweet round ass. She has covered this with a sheer, white sarong. Tied on her right hip.

Her top matches the bottoms in color. Setting off her long red hair. Tied back in a braid. The top looks more like a sports bra. Though low cut to show off a generous amount of cleavage. Anything smaller and her massive E-cup tits would fall out if she tried to get in the water.

Around her the rest of her cheer-squad frolic and play around the big pool. Reserved for the coaches and trainers, the cheerleaders are often invited to ‘swim.’ Along with a few of the rising stars in camp.

The girls are all dressed in tiny bikinis. Most in the white and blue colors of the football camp. A few girls even go topless. Encouraged by the older men, here at the secluded pool. Surrounded by tall pines and a white and blue privacy fence. Amber sighs when she sees Gretchen waving her over. The blonde head cheerleader soaks in one of the two hot tubs. This one nestled inside a little fake grotto.

Amber walks over. Untying her sarong when she stops next to the tub. “Get in here, pretty!” Gretchen orders.

The blonde is nestled in the crook of the arm of one of the big black football players. Though he mostly seems to be ignoring her, as he talks plays with another man across the tub.

Gretchen wears a tiny white top. Barely a lace string circling each D-cup breast with a white patch held just over her areola. Almost making them look like targets. Her tan lines are clearly visible on her lithe body.

Candy relaxes on the other side of the hot tub. The beautiful and busty Asian girl that tricked Tim into seeing Amber giving a BJ waves at her friend. She wears a white one-piece with blue trim. The water seems to have turned her suit sheer as her big double-D’s are clearly visible through the thin cloth.

Amber slips into the hot water next to Gretchen. Leaning back against the side with a sigh. Her big tits floating on the bubbling water.

“How’s your sissy coming along?” Gretchen asks.

“Mmn, good. I think I have a good shot this year.” Amber opens one eye to check the blonde’s reaction. Gretchen grins at her. “Great! Good luck. My little Asian creamer is coming along nicely too. A real natural.” The head cheerleader gloats. They both soak for a bit. Then the blonde turns. “We should put on a little show for our hosts.” She whispers.

“What are you thinking?” Ambers tummy flutters with dread and excitement. Gretchen leans in and gently places her right hand on Amber’s cheek. The redhead shivers at the intimate touch. Gretchen’s face moves closer and closer. Then their lips touch. A cheer goes up from the men nearby.

Amber whimpers quietly, aroused and flustered. Gretchen’s tongue invades the redhead’s mouth as her hand slides down Amber’s neck. Onto her large breasts. Giving the submissive girl a bold squeeze before drifting lower. Beneath the churning water.

Amber unconsciously arches her back. Passively offering her chest to her unwanted partner. Gretchen hungrily grabs Amber’s bounty with her left hand. Squeezing with glee as her tongue explores the redhead’s mouth.

The blonde’s right hand slides down Amber’s tummy. Sliding down over her green bikini bottoms. She feels the redhead’s thighs clench around her fingers as she rubs the girl’s pussy. Making the cheerleader moan loudly in their kiss. Causing another cheer.  

Amber wants desperately to flee. To break out of the blonde’s spell, but she can’t. To her horror she finds her hands reaching up to cup Gretchen’s bare ass. The head cheerleader only wears a tiny white thong.

Feeling emboldened, Gretchen tugs the tie on the redhead’s left hip. Undoing half of the girl’s bikini bottoms. Then she grabs Amber’s unprotected pussy. Making her jump with shock.

Amber submissively whines. Still trapped in their lesbian kiss. She kneads the blonde ass as two fingers slide their way up her pussy.

The redhead doesn’t consider herself an exhibitionist. She doesn’t mind showing off a little skin, as a cheerleader. Public sex, though is another thing entirely. She hasn’t felt so humiliated or shameful in a long time. 

Then Gretchen grabs the bottom of Amber’s sports top. With a yank she pulls it up. The redhead’s giant tits splash out to much cheering.

If phones were allowed anywhere near the pool, Amber wouldn’t have to lose their ‘little’ bet. She would already have humiliating pictures of herself all over the Internet.

Gretchen gives the submissive girl’s bare tits a few squeezes. Then she reaches down and tugs the tie on her left hip free. She yanks Amber’s bikini bottoms off and tosses them onto the warm cement nearby. To another round of cheering. Amber suddenly feels empty when the blonde pulls her fingers out of her pussy. Gretchen breaks their kiss and grabs Amber’s top. Pulling it all the way off. “Time to take some naughty pictures.” Gretchen whispers in the redhead’s ear. She nibbles at Amber’s earlobe. Sending shivers through her body. the redhead is naked and vulnerable in the hot tub.   

Amber looks desperately into Gretchen’s eyes. She starts to put her arms back around the blonde. For a moment willing to do whatever depraved act the blonde might want. Even in front of the crowd around them.

Instead, Gretchen grabs Amber’s wrist and drags her from the pool. Men catcalls and whistle at the nude redhead. Causing her to blush and tremble. 

The pair are followed to the little pool house by Candy.

Inside is a sitting room that they lock. Along with a few changing rooms. There’s a couch and some chairs arranged near a tv. To the side is a table with a few items on it…

Tammy picks up a camera and checks to make sure it’s working. “You understand the rules?” Gretchen asks.

Candy nods. “Take naughty pictures of the both of you. I destroy the winner’s photos and post the loser’s.”

Gretchen pulls off her own bikini. Then she has Amber kneel. She has a pair of black dildos. They look realistic. Candy takes pictures of the redhead with the dildos in such a way that it looks like she is giving two men blowjobs.

Then Gretchen squirts lotion on the girl’s face. A lot of it. “This will look like jizz in the pics. Right?” Candy gives her a thumbs up.

After Gretchen is satisfied, they take a series of photos of the blonde in the same situation.

As the trio look through the photos on the camera, Amber knows she would never be able to live them down if they got out.   

***  

Sunday evening, Amber meets an excited Timmy. The sissy waits for her on one of the picnic table benches.

“I brought something for you.” She tells him, holding up a plastic bag.

His tummy flutters with excitement. Until he sees what it is. Then his smile turns to a look of horror.

Amber pulls out a pair of pink, silk panties. A bit smaller than what she would wear with her big round ass. They look to be just the right size for him.

“Strip.” She orders in her harsh voice. Timmy quickly does as ordered.

He stands in front of her. His hands crossed at his groin to hide his pathetic shame. “You...you aren’t going to make me wear those.”

“Of course I am, silly. Your a sissy. Now put them on.” She answers in a reasonable voice.

“But, Amber...” He starts. Only to be interrupted by a firm slap across his cheek. “From now on, call me Miss Amber.” Her eyes bore into him. “And no back talk! On, and I want them on now!”

Timmy takes the panties. When he starts to step into them she grabs his wrist. “Wait, sissy. I almost forgot. Lay down.”

Amber makes him lay on one of the benches. Then she pulls shaving gear out of her bag. “Sissies should be smooth everywhere.”

For a half hour, Timmy trembles as she shaves everything under his eyebrows. His little pud grows hard, fast and stays that way the entire time.

“There! Nice and pretty.” Amber says as she stands. “Now your panties.”

Timmy stands and pulls on the pink silk. A thrill blossoms inside him as they slide up his newly smooth thighs. Settling snugly around his sissy crotch. The silk feels cool and feminine around his little nub.

“Oh! Goody! You look sooo cute.” Amber tells him. “Do you like them?”

“Y...yes, Miss Amber.” He answers with shame.

The redhead pulls her shirt off. Revealing her bare breasts as Timmy’s eyes light up. “You may play with them for a bit as a reward.”

The sissy eagerly steps forward and grabs her tits. Kissing and sucking them as he gropes.

Amber reaches down and starts to rub him through his pink, silk panties. “That’s a good, little, sissy.” She murmurs. One hand almost lovingly around his head. Holding him to her breast as he suckles at her nipples.

Soon Timmy whimpers as her rubbing brings him to orgasm. He messes the inside of his panties with his sad, sissy jizz.

“Sissy made a mess?” Amber asks condescendingly.

Timmy nods. “Yes Miss Amber.” He feels so much shame admitting it. Humiliated by the entire situation. He also feels a need to please her. Even in this.

“Good thing I brought extras.” She pulls out four more silk panties from the sack. All in bright, girly colors. “You are to always wear a pair to bed. Understand?” Tummy lowers his head in shame and digs his toe in the dirt. He feels so small. Like a little boy again. “Yes, ma’am.” He answers.

“Good, sissy.” Amber kisses his forehead. Then she leaves him there in the dim light to clean up.

***

Monday night Amber has the sissy strip again. “Let’s get those panties on.” She orders. “From now on you will wear your sissy panties to our little meetings.”  

Timmy nods as he slips on a pair of eggshell blue panties. With little white ruffles on the hips.

“Tonight we are going to do something fun.” She makes him sit on a bench. Then she pulls a clothespin from a canvas bag she brought.

“First we need to train your shameful bit.” She lets the clothespin snap closed a couple times. sending shivers up and down his spine.

Amber sits next to him, and pulls the panties away from his waist. “Wake up, nubbin.” She calls sweetly. Tickling his little bump with a finger until it gets hard. Then she reaches in with the pin. Letting us crunch down on the tip of his penis. Timmy squeals for a moment at the pain. Amber releases his panties and pats his crotch. “Just let that settle for a moment.” She happily tells the moaning sissy. Then she pulls out a collection of makeup from her bag. “I bought some new stuff. I want to try some new colors. What better way than on a live sissy?”

Timmy’s heart drops as she opens a stick of lipstick. Even as his tiny wee throbs in pain. “Yes, Miss Amber.” He moans.

Each touch of the makeup on his face feels electric in an exciting way. It makes his tiny nub throb, filling him with waves of almost pleasant pain.

Timmy moans and gasps in his strange, uncomfortable lust as Amber makes him up. She grins at the powerful effect it seems to have on him.

When she finishes she holds up a mirror for him to see. “All pretty.”

Timmy looks at himself in the mirror. Only he can barely recognize the face looking back. He almost looks cute with the makeup on.

“Let’s try the next set.” Amber announces reaching for wet-wipes. She cleans his face off and starts again.

Four times she applies a full set of makeup to the squirming sissy. Each time he feels like more and more of his masculinity gets scraped away.

When Amber is finished, and happy at just how defeated Timmy looks, she makes him get on his knees in the dirt. She spreads her legs again and pulls her skirt up. “Get licking, sissy.” She orders. Timmy is only too happy to oblige. Shoving his face between her creamy thighs.

“Ooh!” Amber moans her pleasure. “I’ll make an expert pussy licker out of you yet.”

She closes her eyes as the sissy laps at her most private spot. Only to have her fantasies filled with visions of Gretchen.

The blonde girl is naked in Amber’s unwanted fantasy. She grabs the redhead and wrestles her to the ground. Stripping off the curvy girl’s white, lace lingerie. “You’re mine, whore.” Gretchen hisses in her ear.

Amber’s thighs squeeze Timmy as he licks her. The rough fantasy turning the redhead on more than she ever has been before. She moans loudly above him. Squeezing her big tits through her thin T-shirt.

Fantasy Gretchen has a big black strap-on. It seems huge. She slaps Amber around until she willingly sucks it.

Then when it is nice and sloppy, Gretchen forces Amber to her hands and knees. “Beg me to own you, cunt!” The head cheerleader demands.

Amber whimpers in her fantasy. “Please! Please, mistress! Wreck my pussy!” Amber’s groan echoes into the real world as the blonde slowly shoves the giant, black cock inside her. Inch by thick inch it stretches the redhead’s pussy wide. Amber can’t hold her orgasm back. It urgently takes hold of her. She rubs her crotch on Timmy’s face as she cums. Smearing her juices all over the sissy. When she settles down, he starts to stand. She grabs him painfully by the hair and forces his lips back to her honeypot. 

“I’ll tell you when you are done, dickless.”

As she closes her eyes again Gretchen steps out of the shadows of her mind. She wears a tiny leather miniskirt above a pair of super high, black leather, stiletto boots.

Her tits are bare except for black tape X’s over her nipples. She smirks at the redhead from behind a black feather mask, covering her eyes.

The head cheerleader snaps a leather riding crop on the palm of her hand. “You’re going to beg me to ruin you, whore!” The dream blonde snarls.

In her fantasy, Amber drops to her hands and knees. “Yes, mistress.” She hangs her head down. Her red hair spilling about her.

The picnic area is filled with the sounds of Amber’s moans and Timmy’s slurps and kisses.

***  

Tuesday finds Timmy shivering out on the field. Even in the summer heat. Under his gear he has worn purple, silk panties. They have a big grey heart on the ass, and a matching bow and ribbon on the front. Right over his hard little bean.

Just wearing them keeps him in a constant state of arousal all day as he runs scrimmage and practice kicks.

In fact he has a better day than he has in a while. Almost like he feels free. Even though he knows Miss Amber has trapped him in this shameful state.

Timmy tells himself that he looks forward to going home. When he can be a real man again. Only he keeps finding his gaze drown to the other player’s crotches. Especially the big bulges of the Black Alphas.

Timmy shivers when Amber passes him and caresses his arm. “Tonight. Something special, sissy.” She whispers a little too loud for his comfort.

When it gets late he changes into a pair of tan shorts over his panties. With a blue and white T-shirt. The ‘Big D’ logo front and center.

Amber is already waiting for him at the picnic area. Wearing a cute sundress. Yellow with little flowers. Her breasts nearly spilling out the top. Timmy pulls his shorts down even before he reaches her.

Amber has laid out a blanket on the grass. “I thought this would be more comfortable for me.” She tells him.

Amber pulls him down on top of her as she settles on the blanket. She guides his face to her breast as she unbuttons her dress. Freeing her giant tits.

She moans softly as he sucks and licks. His hands gently groping and rubbing her breasts in the dim light.

After a short time she pushes insistently on the top of his head. Timmy kisses his way down her dress. Until he can lift her skirt up and reveal her green lace panties. The sissy lays down between her spread legs and pushes the panties aside. His tongue reaches out and starts to gently tickle her most precious spot.

Amber writhes as his fingertips scratch gently up and down her thighs. His tongue softly teasing her sensitive cunny. She gasped, her body tensing with excitement when he flicked her clit.  

Timmy finds himself dry humping the blanket as he licks and kisses her puss. His lust is overwhelming. Excited to please her and humiliated at his subservient role in their sex.

As his tongue delves deep inside Amber’s sweet pussy, he begins to make high pitched grunts. His little pud rubbing the ground through his silk panties. Timmy grabs her thighs tightly and squeals as he cums. Soiling himself with spurts of his hot jizz.

Shivering, he continues to pleasure the beautiful redhead. Licking and sucking her until she finally climaxes. Then he happily laps up her juices.

Timmy crawls up and snuggles the curvy cheerleader. He rests blissfully, with a smile on his face. 

“That was good.” Amber moans hugging him close. “You are a good, beta, pussylicker.”

“I’ve been spending so much time with you, that poor Lamar is getting blue balls.” She brushes his hair like a child. “I told him you will help him with that, understand?”

Timmy shakes his head no. Though to protest, or to signal his lack of understanding he isn’t sure.

“When you get back to your dorm tonight you will jack off Lamar and his friends.” Her voice grows more stern. “It’s one of the ways a beta shows an Alpha his submission. It signals you aren’t a threat.” Her fingers caress up and down his back. “See, a beta isn’t a man. So nothing an Alpha does to you could be considered gay.”

Timmy shivers at the implication of Amber’s words. Surely she wouldn’t want him to...no. Unthinkable. That would be a step too far.

As he snuggles her, Timmy’s little penis starts to get hard again. Still covered in his own cum. His thoughts on what he will soon do at her command.  

Timmy quietly slips into his room. He had washed up his jizzy mess in the bathroom already. So he strips and pulls on a fresh pair of panties before slipping into bed.

His tummy flutters when he hears the top bunk creaking as Lamar shifts in the dark.      

Then the big black Alpha hops down from his bunk. Nearly naked in the moonlight from the window. His boxers are the only clothes on his toned body.

“Time to get me off, sissy.” He grunts. Lamar reaches down and gives Timmy a couple authoritative slaps on his cheek.   

Timmy gasps with shock. The young man’s crotch is right in his face. He can just make out the bulge of Lamar’s big dick in the moonlight.

When it became obvious that the big Alpha isn’t going to pull his own underwear down, Timmy reaches out, his delicate fingers trembling.  He grasps the waistband if the bigger boy’s underwear. He can feel the warmth as he brushes Lamar’s skin. He pulls the boxers out and away.

Timmy hesitates, ashamed at what he is about to do. He can feel more of his masculinity slipping away.     

He reaches one hand into the other boy’s boxers. Shivering as his fingers find the Alpha’s already hard dick. Hot and thick. So much bigger than his own.

With his other hand, Tim pulls Lamar’s boxers down. Just far enough to free the boy’s cock. His own little penis throbs and starts to get hard as soon as he saw the big black snake.   

Timmy begins to jack the Alpha boy’s dick. His fingers run up and down Lamar’s thick veiny shaft. Rubbing against the flared tip of his cock with each tug.

He tentatively reaches out with his free hand and gently grasps his big hairy balls. Timmy likes to fondle his own little raisins when he masturbates. He hopes that his gentle caressing of the big black balls make Lamar happy. 

The Alpha closes his eyes and moans quietly, as the sissy gives him a hand job. He imagines it’s one of the hot cheerleaders giving him a good tug, while he grips the mattress of his top bunk.

“Unh! Fuck!” Lamar cries as his dick throbs in Timmy’s hands. 

Pale cum shoots out of the big black cock in spurts. The sissy whimpers as the bigger boy’s cum splashes on his chest and his bed. A stream of hot jizz even hits him on the chin.

He submissively tugs the bigger boy’s dick until the last drop splashes out on his mattress. Then he uses his own sheet to wipe off Lamar’s tip.

“That’s good, sissy.” The black Alpha sneers. “Wait till morning to clean up though.” He orders as the beta wipes cum off his chin. “You sleep in my nut, and think about what you are.”

Lamar chuckles as he climbs back onto his bunk.

Timmy sighs when Patrick hops down from his bunk and crosses the room. Tugging down his shorts to release his half-hard penis. “My turn.”

Submissively, the beta reaches up for his next humiliation. Hating himself for what he’s becoming. Even as his own little bump strains at his panties in its hardness.

In his sleep that night, Timmy dreams of cocks. Big dicks Swirling around him. Thick and long. Veiny and hard. Black and white. Mostly black.

They smack him and poke him, they rub against his pale skin and cum all over him. By the end of the dream he is nearly drowning in a sea of jizz.

The beta sissy wakes in a sweat when the alarm goes off in the morning. His little pud almost painfully erect in its morning wood. His roommate’s cum dried on his skin and his bed.

Groggily he gets up to face the day.

*** 

“Lamar says you are a good little fluffier.” Amber grins at Timmy when he enters the dim light of their special spot Wednesday night. She looks stunning as usual in a tight, cotton crop-top and grey and pink yoga pants.

“I...I just did what you told me to do.” He whines.

“Ooh, that’s right, Bunny. And you followed my orders real good.” She grins at him.

Timmy’s little peanut throbs at the humiliating nickname. Even more emasculating than Timmy. More feminine.

“Here, let me reward you. For being such a good sissy.” Amber presses her ample chest against the sissy.

She makes him strip and bend over one of the wooden benches. Then she has him spread his smooth legs wide. 

Timmy groans when she grabs his tiny penis with just two fingers. Then he ‘yipes!’ When she reaches between his thighs and swats his little balls with her other hand. “You want to be a good little sissy. Don’t you?” She asks sweetly. Swatting his balls again as she strokes his hard little pud.

“Unh! Yes...yes, Miss Amber.” He gasps.

“My cute little Bunny?” More swats. Timmy nods and moans at the pain and pleasure.

“I want you to admit you loved jacking those big cocks.” She tells him. Swat! Swat! Swat!

“What! No, I...” The sissy protests.

SWAT!

Timmy groans at the pain. His hard little bump throbbing. Getting so close from the painful handjob.

“Yes! Yes, I loved it! Touching their dicks. Rubbing them. Pleasing them!” Timmy groans as he admits the shameful secret. His sad penis splashing the ground with his worthless seed as Amber continues to swat his little clenching raisins.

The beautiful redhead doesn’t stop until she is sure every last pale drop has been milked. Then she helps the sissy stand up.

“That’s a good, Bunny.” She pulls his face to her soft breast. The sissy sobs with shame and humiliation. “Good, good sissy.”

She lets him cry his masculinity out. Then she pulls her shirt off. “Here. These will make you feel better.

Eagerly he presses his face between her giant breasts. Kissing and licking her bounty.

“I want you to help with the car wash tomorrow.” She tells him. Shivering from his touch and kisses. “It will be special.”

He makes an interrogatory sound as he sucks a nipple. “It’s called the ‘Donkey Wash.’ Some guys dress as cheerleaders. It’s lots of fun.”

“I...I don’t think I could...not in public...” He looks up at her concerned.

“Lots of guys help with the Donkey Wash. it’s a tradition.” Amber assures him. “It’s for a good cause.” She gives him her bedroom eyes and rubs her finger up his neck to his ear. “Besides, you will get to see me in a bikini.”

“R...really?” Timmy asks shivering.

“Uh huh. The girls like to make it special.” He can hardly think as she rubs his earlobe.

“I...uh...sure. Of course I’ll help.” He answers.

“Great!” Amber bounces away from him. Clapping her hands. “The bus picks us up at three.” She says as she bounds off, pulling her shirt back on.

The sissy beta is left there, under the dim lamp. His little penis hard again. 

*** 

Thursday afternoon, Amber waits for him by a big white bus. She looks amazing in her cheerleader uniform. Other cheerleaders step past her getting on the bus.

“Just in time.” She says happily as he walks up in grey shorts and a ‘Big D’ T-shirt.   

Tim gives her an awkward grin as they step on the bus. It is more than half full with excited cheerleaders. Chatting and joking as they wait.

Then his grin turns into a frown. All the other boys were like him. Wimps and weaklings. No Alpha men, just betas.

He turns to Amber with a questioning look. She frowns at him. “Sit, Bunny.” She orders in her commanding voice. Timmy sits next to a window and she slides in next to him. Trapping him on the bus.

When they get to the parking lot, she takes him to the same fenced in area he saw her give Lamar a blowjob. “I thought you might like some privacy to change.” Amber gives him a grin. “Now, strip!”

“Are you sure...” He starts.

“C’mon. There isn’t anything I haven’t seen before.” Amber chides him. “There isn’t anything to see.” She shrugs.

The sissy shivers at the insult. Then he pulls his shorts and briefs down. Amber makes a ‘tsk-tsk’ noise. Shaking her head as she looks at his crotch.

“Just so sad.” She says. Disappointment dripping from her words.

Timmy blushes. He wants to cover his shame, but he had been warned not to.

“Ok, put these on.” Amber orders. “Some boys have to wear thongs. I was nice and got you these.” She holds up a pair of hot pink, satin panties. “Thank me, for being so kind.” 

“Th...thank you, Miss Amber.” Tim murmurs as he takes the offered panties.

He steps into them and slides them up his shaved legs. Once again they feel so smooth gliding over his round ass and pathetic crotch. His little bump is hard as he settles them in place.

Amber grins at his worthless erection. Pleased at how he is coming along.

“Ok, now this. I had to get it in a really small size. Since you have such a sissy physique.” Amber hands him a cheerleader’s tube-top.

Timmy holds up the top. White with blue trim. A big blue D sits in the center of the front. It would look sexy on any of the cheerleaders. But absurd and humiliating on him.

With a sigh of resignation, the beta pulls it on. Settling it over his non existent breasts. The spandex feels tight. Constricting, and strangely feminine. Another of those uncomfortably exciting thrills washes through him.

Amber grins as his little wee makes a small tent in the pink panties. She moves behind him and wraps her arms around his belly.

“You look sooo cute.” Her hands caress his tummy as she whispers in his ear. “You look sooo right, like this.” Timmy stiffens as one of her hands drifts down over his panties. Her fingers over his hard little pud.

“My little Bunny.” She tells him. “If you dressed like this more...maybe I’d let you put your silliness in me.” She makes her point by rubbing his bump gently, in fast little circles. Not enough to get him to mess himself. Just revving up his engine. Next she hands him a pleated skirt. Short, but it will generally cover his panty covered ass. Until he has to bend over.

Last is a pair of thigh high socks. White with blue stripes. Timmy pulls the left one on. Normal at first. Then it slides over his calf. Up over his knee. His little nub throbs under the satin as the sock climbs higher.

Finally, it is all the way up. High on his thigh. Nearly to his rounded ass. His body trembles with excitement. With anticipation. With a strange, yearning lust. He worries that he will cum as he slides the other sock up.

When he has both on, the sissy feels an overwhelming need to fuck. He just doesn’t know how. Certainly not by thrusting his pathetic nothing at someone.   

He can’t help picturing himself on hands and knees. Dressed in the socks and skirt. Instead of the tub-top he has on a pink training bra. Wondering what that would feel like.

A hand reaches down toward him from behind. A woman’s hand? Ambers?...no, a black hand. Masculine and strong. The hand of an Alpha. 

It lifts the back of his skirt up. Revealing his panty covered ass. Grabbing and rubbing his round bottom through the pink satin.

Reaching further down, between his smooth thighs to give his pathetic bean a few pats. “Bunny.” A deep, soothing voice calls him.

Then hands tug his panties down. Revealing his waiting derrière. “Bunny...” And before him...out of the shadows...a big black...di...

“Bunny!” Ambers insistent voice wakes Timmy from his unsettling reverie. “Put your shoes on. Let’s go.” She grins knowingly as he puts on his sneakers. 

When they step out, Timmy feels nearly overwhelmed in his cheerleader costume. Both feminine and humiliating. A slight breeze ruffles the unfamiliar skirt. He can feel the wind reach up underneath, as if exploring his vulnerable sissyness.

He sees the other boys, dressed similar to him. Spread out among the cheerleaders. Most of them move stiffly. Uncertain of themselves. Ashamed, just like him.

Men in the cars that pull up whistles and catcalls the boys. Taunting the sissies. Rubbing in their newfound beta status.

Timmy takes a deep breath and grabs a sponge. He steps up to a car and begins to wipe the hood. He blushes when he notices the driver laughing at him.

Over the next couple hours, the sissies and the cheerleaders wash car after car. Some stop to leer at the girls, and some to taunt the betas.

Then the girls slip off. A couple at a time, only to return in their bikinis. Tommy’s heart skips a beat when he notices Amber.

The redhead looks stunning in her emerald green bikini bottoms, tied at her hips. She wears a matching top. Not even covering half of her large jiggling breasts. They always look on the verge of spilling out.

“You like?” She steps close to Timmy. Mashing her tits against the sissy and giggling.    

All he can do is nod. Stunned into silence. She reaches beneath the front of his skirt to grab his hard bud. “You do like.” She grins.

Timmy stays close to her after that. Washing car after car. Enjoying a strange sense of shared intimacy. After all, they both were wearing highly sexualized women’s clothes.  

That night, Timmy is excited to see Amber. He even wore the cheerleader costume from earlier. “I...I thought you would like to see me in it.” He admits, a little bashfully.

Amber rushes up to him and kisses the sissy on the lips. Placing her hands on his cheeks. “Oh, Bunny! You look marvelous.” She cheers when she breaks their embrace. “We’re twins!” She motions down at her own uniform.

He gives her a weak grin. More happy at her enthusiasm, than his own feminine clothes.

“I think I promised you a reward.” She tells him. Her fingers caressing his tube top. “Strip. Everything but the socks.

Timmy does as told. Quickly stripping down. Getting more and more excited as she does the same. He stands before her with his little pud straining to be as big as it can.

Amber spreads out the blanket and lays down on it. She motions to the sissy to lay on top of her. Timmy is all too eager. Her curvy body feels amazing underneath him.

“You must tell me when you are about to cum.” She warns him sweetly. “I’ll get very cross with you if you finish inside me.” Her voice gets a bit more stern. “You don’t think it’s ok for a beta sissy to drizzle his load in a woman, do you?”

“N...no Miss Amber.” A wave of shame washes through him. He is admitting that he should never be allowed to impregnate a partner. That his genes shouldn’t be passed on.

“Ok, try to put your bit of nothing inside me.” She orders.

Timmy reaches down between them. His fingers rub her pussylips as he points his tiny peanut at her cunny. He shivers with excitement as he thrusts forward.

Timmy lets out a sigh as he enters the beautiful cheerleader. A bliss he never could have imagined. He holds still. Savoring the precious moment... 

...until, “Are you in yet?” Amber callously asks. A small sneer on her lips. “I...I...” Timmy stammers. Tears in his eyes at his failure.

“Just go.” She orders, feigning boredom.

The sissy thrusts his little nub into the redhead’s hot pussy. Desperately trying to push as deep as he can. Amber does her best to pretend she doesn’t feel anything, but can’t help some slight moans from escaping her kissable lips.

Small as he is, his tiny pecker still barely stimulates the opening of her honey pot. Enough to send tingles of pleasure through her.

Not as good as a real dick...but still pleasant.

“Ooh! I don’t even feel you, Bunny.” She moans. “I could feel you, if you were a real man.” 

Timmy slows down. Ready to get off her. Obviously he is a failure. His shame fills him.

As he slows his thrusting she slaps him. “I’ll tell you when you can stop.” She snarls.

Desperately he resumes thrusting. Tentatively he grips her big jiggling tits. Then he sucks a hard nipple into his mouth.

Amber runs her hands through her long red hair. Her back arches as the little wimp desperately thrusts inside her.

“I...I’m getting close...” Timmy gasps.

“Pull, out you pathetic fuck.” She snarls. Angry to be done so soon. “Spill your worthless cummies into your hand.”

Timmy nods and jacks himself off. Groaning as he cums. His pale jizz makes a warm puddle in his cupped right hand. He can’t help but stare at it in fascination. Then in horror when Amber orders, “Now slurp it up.” In her commanding voice. Timmy feels an unpleasant rumble in his belly. He starts to tip his hand over, to dump his jizz. This is too far. It’s not him.

SLAP! “I said NOW!” Amber raises her voice as she slaps the sissy across the face.

With tears starting to fill his eyes, Timmy lifts the warm cum to his lips and licks. He can feel the slimy texture on his tongue. Taste the disgusting bitterness. He feels ruined as a man when it slithers down his throat.

Then he slurps up the rest.

An obedient little sissy. Timmy hangs his head in shame.

“That’s a good Bunny.” Amber rubs his cheek. “Now, I want you to go back to your room. You have to cross the camp wearing only your panties.” The redhead giggles a little at the thought of the poor boy maybe even getting caught.

Timmy just nods and pulls his panties back on. Then he heads off through the trees in his pink, satin panties.

Timmy keeps to the shadows as much as he can as he moves from tree to tree. Then to some bleachers. The sissy feels especially vulnerable in just his pink panties.

He pauses, deciding if it’s smarter to go across the big football field, or take time to go around it. He looks around desperately. Crouched with one hand on a metal bleacher.

He looks down when he realizes his other hand is rubbing his tiny pud through the smooth, pink satin.

He is turned on. Part of him wanted to be found like this. “Nooo.” He moans quietly. Despairing at what he is becoming.

He pulls the waistband of his panties away from his skin and sticks one hand in. Now openly wanking his tiny penis under the pink cloth.

He jogs our on the field. Shamefully jacking off as he crosses the well tended grass. Almost excited to get caught.

As he jogs his body begins to tremble. His lust is overwhelming. Timmy drops to his knees. His left hand falling to the grass. His other frantically pulls down his panties. He leans down and bites his left fist as he starts to drizzle cum on the grass. His moan carries across the field as he has a sissy orgasm. 

Not powerful and commanding, like a real man. Shameful and pathetic, like the wimp he is.

When his body settles down, Timmy scrambles back up. He crosses the big field safely and comes to his senses as he approaches his dorm. As quietly as he can, Timmy slips inside. Then to his room and under the covers. 

Then he feels his breath catch when Lamar hops down from the top bunk. “On your tummy, sissy.” He orders.

Timmy rolls into his belly as the big black camper pulls his sheet off. The sissy wishes he was anywhere else as the bully climbs on top of him.

“Ooh, Amber said you had a sweet bitch’s ass. Guess she was right.” Lamar whispers in his ear.

Timmy shivers as strong hands squeeze his rear through his satin panties. Then he felt something hard and big settle on his panties, between his asscheeks. “Puh...please, Lamar...” Timmy whines. He wants to throw a fit. To force the other man off.  

Instead he presses his face into his pillow. Tears staining the cotton as Lamar begins dry humping his satin covered ass.

Timmy finds himself gasping with every thrust of the black man. He has never felt so dominated. So emasculated. So helpless. Even swallowing his own cum was less humiliating than this. 

“You a good bitch.” Lamar whispers as he rubs against the wimp. “Let’s get a little more skin to skin.”

He reaches down and pulls the pink panties down past his ass. Timmy whimpers as he feels the big dick burrow along his asscrack.

“You thank me for helping you with your sissy lessons, and I’ll finish.” Lamar whispers. “But you got to beg nicely.”

Hating himself for it, Timmy simpers, “Th...thank you for your help, Lamar. Please...finish on my sissy ass?” 

Timmy’s whole body shakes as Lamar thrusts harder now. His hands push on the boy’s shoulders. Dry humping the sissy into his mattress. His big dick mostly surrounded by Timmy’s sweet, round, girly ass.

The big football player groans as he cums. Pale jizz shooting all over Timmy’s lower back. 

“Bitch.” Lamar hissed as he gets up. “Amber says I get to be your first real man. I’m gonna have a ball breaking your sissy cherry.”

The big man is gone. Back on his own bunk. Leaving Timmy with those dreadful words. Cum drying on his back like a tramp stamp.      

***     

On Friday, Timmy sits on the bleachers. Close to where he had started to masturbate the night before. He holds a football in his lap as he waits his turn to kick.

He slowly caresses the football as he watches the Alpha boy’s practice. His tiny penis hard as a rock. Hidden in his blue lace panties. Under his uniform, and the ball.

Camp will end in just over a week. Timmy isn’t sure he can wait that long. He feels so confused. His lust and attraction for Amber feels so great. Especially when she plays nice with him. But he doesn’t like the sissy she is turning him into.

Or does he? Timmy feels so confused. Lamar’s words keep ringing in his head. Whenever he spots the big Alpha practicing, his little pud gets hard.

If this isn’t who he is, why does his body get so excited? 

Friday night Timmy is disappointed and frightened to find Lamar waiting with Amber at their special spot.

The pair sit on a bench in the dim light. Amber in her cheerleader uniform. Lamar is shirtless, just in his white football pants. 

The black Alpha has one hand up under the redhead’s tube-top. Freely groping her big tits as she quietly moans. Her head leaned back and her eyes closed as he kisses her neck.

Even as Timmy watches, his heart breaking, she slides her hand into the big man’s lap. Rubbing at his obvious bulge, eager in her lust.

When she finally spies Timmy, Amber gives him a sly smile. Then she pulls the front of Lamar’s pants down. Far enough to show a couple inches of cock.

She gives the dark tip a couple brushes of her fingertips, then leans in and sucks it in her mouth. Giving a loud and obvious pleasured moan as she sucks the tip of his dick.

After a moment, Amber comes up with a ‘pop!’ As the black dick leaves her mouth. “Oh! Lamar, looks like the sissy is here.” She says with exaggerated surprise.

Lamar stands, his dick still poking out of his pants. “Strip.” He orders the cheerleader as he crosses the picnic area to stand next to Timmy.

The sissy can’t help but look down at the Alpha’s dick. Peeking out of the pants at him. His own sad peanut throbs in its hardness.

“See that beautiful woman there?” Lamar asks. Putting an almost friendly arm around the small beta. The two watch as Amber pulls off her top, giant tits bouncing free. Then she pulls off her skirt and panties. Her pale body nude in the moonlight. “You have feelings for her, right?”

Timmy nods, blushing. Feeling humiliated by the big Alpha’s words.

“Well, me? Nothin like that. I just want to pound that sweet ass. And I’m going to. Right in front of you. And you ain’t gonna do a thing. Are ya, twink?“

Timmy shakes his head. Then lowers it in shame.

“Tell you what” Lamar pulled his pants down. “Get naked and put your dick next to mine. Let her decide which one she wants.”

Lamar stands proudly. Naked in the dim light. Big dick hard as iron. “If she picks you? You can have her. No more of this beta shit. You would be a real man.” The Alpha flicks his own cock. “If she picks this? I’m gonna wreck her. Show you that any girl is just a cum bucket for a real man.”

Timmy is torn. Surely Amber wouldn’t pick this disrespectful man over him? Then again his dick is so much bigger.

He pulls his shorts down and regrets it immediately. Lamar laughs and grabs the small man’s shoulders. As he pulls him close he presses his giant dick to the sissy’s crotch. Comparing the two directly.

“Oh! Oh, you poor fuck.” The Alpha laughs.

Timmy feels tears as the big black cock rubs against his tiny button.

“Get over here, whore.” Lamar orders, still chuckling.

Amber crawls across the picnic area. Her big tits hanging down, her red hair sparkling. There is no hesitation as she reaches them. She takes as much of Lamar’s dick in her mouth as she can. Sucking him before poor little Timmy.

The sissy feels sick to his stomach as he watches. Lamar makes Amber stand by pulling her hair. Then he forces her to bend over a table.

She tries to rest her hands on it, but he forces her further down. Her tits directly against the rough wood. She gasps when he gives her round ass a few spanks. Then moans loudly as he shoves his big dick inside her. 

Lamar grunts with each powerful thrust. His cock pounding her deep. He slaps her round ass back and forth. Quickly turning it pink, as her tits scrape painfully on the wooden table.

With one hand the big Alpha reaches down and yanks Amber’s head back by her red hair. “What are you?” He demands, growling. Timmy steps closer. Nervous, but fascinated at how she lets him treat her. 

“Ooh!” She groans with obvious pleasure. “I’m a cock loving whore.” She admits. “Yeah, you are bitch.” Lamar says with a grin. Still slapping her ass.

Timmy shivers when the big Alpha grunts loudly. Shoving his dock roughly in the redhead a last few times. Then pulling out. 

“Make him do it.” Amber moans. Too tired to stand. She rests on the table. On her big tits and crossed arms. Lamar’s cum starting to ooze out of her well pounded cunt.

“Lick that mess up, Sissy.” Lamar orders. Pointing at the cheerleader’s messy twat. Timmy looks at him in horror. “No! No, I...”  

SMACK! The big man casually slaps him across the face.

Timmy drops to his knees behind the beautiful girl in a daze. Amber spreads her legs for him. Of course he will slurp up another man’s sperm. Why wouldn’t he. Before he can think further he presses his lips to her wet cunny. He can taste Lamar’s jizz as he sticks his tongue in the girl. Salty and gross.

His tummy rumbles as he begins to lick and suck. The big load of cum sliding down his gullet. He grabs her hips so he can stick his tongue deep, as Amber moans above him.

“What a pussy.” Lamar sneers as he steps up next to the sissy to wipe his big soft dick in Timmy’s hair. Then he leaves them there.

Amber exhausted and used. Timmy slurping cum from the girl he has a crush on.     

***  

Timmy is tired all Saturday. Tired and distracted.

He had a hard time sleeping the night before. His tummy was upset. Filled with Alpha jizz.     

Even when he could sleep, his dreams were filled with big black dicks. Rubbing against his twink face.

He thinks about not meeting Amber in the evening. His sense of self worth is nearly gone. He knows he has to run away, or he will lose himself.   

Like a moth to the flame he steps out of the trees after dark, anyway. Sighing when he sees Lamar sitting with Amber again.

The couple are already naked. The cheerleader slowly strokes Lamar’s big cock while he sits with one arm around her. Squeezing her breast. 

“Let’s not waste time.” Lamar says when they see him. “Get over here. On your knees sissy.” Amber grins at the Alpha’s words.

Tim walks over. Stripping as he goes. No real life left in him. He starts to kneel before the beautiful redhead, but Lamar grabs him. With a groan, Timmy is forced to kneel before the Alpha. 

“You know what to do.” Lamar chuckles.

Timmy looks up at the if black man above him and nods. Lamar seems so big from down there. Like a god. And Timmy is there to worship at his alter.

An altar of BLACK COCK!

Timidly he reaches out and brushes the giant black dick with his fingertips. He is almost surprised at how warm it is. Velvety, with an iron core. Long and veiny. His fingers drift up and down.

Timmy leans in and gives the tip a kiss. Tasting the big camper’s pre-cum. Then he takes the head in his mouth. So big. His tongue washes all over the tip.

When he pulls back Timmy looks surprised at how right this feels. How the part of him that hates this is so quiet now. Buried under two weeks of Amber’s training. He leans in and licks the black cock from the flared tip down to the hairy balls. Then back up. He takes the tip of Lamar’s dick in his mouth. Swirling his tongue around it.

Amber giggles. “He sucked your dick without even actually being told.” She grins. Pleased at how far her sissy has come.

Timmy leans in. Swallowing as much cock as he can before it hits the back of his throat and he gags.

Tim pulls back coughing. “That’s ok, bitch. Just keep at it.” The Alpha tells him. Timmy leans back in. Sucking down on the cock. 

CLICK!

Timmy gasps at the click of the camera on Amber’s phone. He can see her from the corner of his eye. Grinning as she snaps pictures of him on his knees.

‘Oh, god!’ He realizes. His ego fighting its way back to the surface. Pictures of him sucking cock.

Timmy tries to pull away, but Lamar grabs him by the hair. Holding his head in place.

“Unh, Uh! A good bitch finishes.” The big black Alpha growls in warning.

The sissy relaxes in resignation. Obediently returning to the job at hand. His white face bobs up and down in the black man’s crotch.

Repeatedly taking the thick dick till it pokes the back of his throat. Then pulling back up for a breath of air.

Eventually, Tim feels the thick slab throb in his mouth. He swallows in shock as a hot glob of jizz washes the back of his mouth.

It drizzles hot and slimy into his tummy as he gulps again and again. The black man’s balls seem to hold so much.

Too much...Tim pulls away. Coughing and gasping. Cum still shooting from the cock in front of him. Splattering his sissy face.

Amber laughs, delighted. “Great! Such great shots.” She says.

Lamar stands and pulls his pants on. “Later.” He grunts, slapping the cheerleader’s ass as he leaves.

“I own you now, Bunny.” She tells him as she shows him the pictures. “Understand?”

He just nods. Still on his knees. Cum drizzling down his face. Surely that can’t be him? Sucking a big black dick?

Amber sits and spreads her legs. “My turn.” She taps just above her sweet honey pot. “Next week we are going to have some real fun.” She tells him as he leans in to lick her pussy. ”and if you even think about leaving? These photos will ruin you.”

Late the next morning, Timmy wakes from a cold sweat. He can hear the other boys gently snoring.

With a strange need he steps out of bed. Then steps up so he can see Lamar. Gently he caresses the big camper’s thigh.

“Wha? Wha?” The black man mutters as he wakes. “Oh, ho. Need some more of Daddy’s cream, sissy?”    

Timmy nods, blushing. Excited when the big man pushes his sheet back. Revealing his hardening dick.

Eagerly, Timmy leans in and starts to suck. Warming to the realization that this is where he belongs. 

Serving real men. Obediently sucking the dicks of Alphas. ***  

Sunday, the day after Timmy sucked his first cock. The beginning of the last week of football camp.

On the field, Timmy feels so different. Changed. He doesn’t belong out here with the men. He should be on the sidelines. Dressed like the cheerleaders. Can’t the other players tell he is a sissy? That he has sucked dick? The cock of a real man, an Alpha.

During the day he practices his kicking. That night he fluffs Lamar, before the big black man fucks Amber. Then he slurps the Alpha’s cum from her sloppy cunt. The girl that warms Timmy’s heart. Who he has a deep crush on.

And who now owns him. With the breaking down of his ego and the pics she has of him sucking dick. He will do anything for her. Convincing himself that he is happy to be a cocksucking sissy.

***

Monday night, after dark, Amber takes him into the big main camp building. A combination convention hall, football museum.

They sneak to the back. Into a small AV room. Filled with screens and equipment. As well as a pair of couches. 

Gretchen grins as they slip in. The blonde cheerleader looking hot in tiny red thong, and sheer crop-top.    

Timmy looks down in shock at the skinny Asian boy on his knees next to the head cheerleader. Naked and submissive. Timmy could see the boy had an even smaller penis than his own.

“Get stripped, bitches.” Gretchen demands with a smile.

Amber starts to pull her cheerleader outfit off. So Timmy follows suit. Soon the only one with any clothes on is Gretchen.

“Make him kneel.” The blonde orders. “This is Jimmy.” She motions to the Asian beta. “I want to see some sissy kissy.” Gretchen grins at Timmy. 

Amber pushes gently on his shoulder and he obediently drops down facing the other boy.

Timmy recognizes him as another camper. from one of the other sections. He looks as submissive as Timmy feels.

Gretchen sits on a couch and motions Amber over. Timmy notices his mistress seems reluctant, as she sits next to the blonde.

“Sissy, kissy.” Gretchen demands.

Jimmy knee walks forward and puts his arms around Timmy. Then leans forward and boldly kisses him on his lips.

Timmy shivers and can’t help his little penis getting hard as the other boy slips his tongue in his mouth. Shamefully, he gives in and hugs the boy back. While Gretchen claps happily.

Jimmy thrusts forward with his crotch. Rubbing his tiny bud against Timmy‘s own. Gretchen boldly reaches up and grabs Amber’s left nipple in one hand. Tugging and squeezing it as she talks. “It is time we explain why we have turned the two of you into pathetic sissies.” The blonde explains. “We are having a contest to see who can be the queen of the sissies.”

Amber gasps when her ‘friend’ pinches her nipple extra hard. Her free hand slipping into the redhead’s lap.

“You and a few other sad excuses for men will compete to see who will be crowned.” Amber closes her eyes as Gretchen slides two fingers into her pussy. Staring at her as if daring the redhead to do something. Amber doesn’t, she just submissively takes the abuse.

On the floor, Jimmy reaches a hand down and takes Timmy’s little bean between his fingers. Gently rubbing the other sissy as they kiss.

“There will be pain, and humiliation. Then at the end you will show true submission as you fully accept who you are.” Gretchen relents from her show of dominance over the lesser cheerleader. “Now crawl here and give your mistresses some good loving.”

Both boys crawl between their cheerleader’s knees. Eagerly licking wet pussies. Timmy has thoughts of the mysterious contest running through his head.

Could he win?

Does he want to?

***   

Tuesday afternoon Timmy helps the cheerleaders with their charity car wash. A rare opportunity to be out of the camp and in town.

As the beautiful girls wash cars in their skimpy uniforms and bikinis, he realizes he isn’t the only sissy there.   

He recognizes Jimmy from their intimate encounter, but there are other boys with the tale-tell signs too. Smaller, submissive, timid, they look to one cheerleader or another for approval. Most of them had been at the Donkey Wash.

On the way home the bus stops at a large department store. The cheerleaders and their sissies spilling out to do a little shopping.

Amber leads Timmy back to the girl’s clothing section. “We need to get you a good outfit for the contest.”

She takes him to the lingerie section first. Timmy almost feels like he is shopping with his sexy girlfriend. Until she tells him, “I want you to feel all these.” She motions at a rack of panties. “Imagine how they will feel against your pathetic nothing when you try them on.”   

The old woman behind the changing counter frowns at him as he reaches out to feel the silk and lace and cotton. His fingers drift over all kinds of panties. Amber pulling off the ones she likes.

Then they do the same with training bras. The redhead even holds them up to his chest to check sizes. There in the isle of the store.

She picks out some short skirts and tank-tops. Then a pair of stockings.

Soon Timmy is in a changing room pulling off his shorts. He stiffens when he hears a quiet knock.

He opens the door a crack. Holding his shorts in front of the shimmering purple panties he wears. 

“Let me in, Bunny. Before she comes back.” Amber motions to the empty desk. The little room is crowded with the two of them.

Amber helps him strip the rest of the way. Then has him try on the different panties and bras. Timmy shivers as he tries on the girl’s clothes. Especially the bras. She makes him stand looking in the mirror. Naked except for a tight bra across his chest each time.

“How does that feel, Bunny? Like a man?” She asks with each new bra.

“No.” He would whisper. Looking at his pathetic form in the mirror. She flicks his tiny bean, then makes him try on another.

When they finish with the lingerie, she has him wear the skirts and shirts.

He wouldn’t pass as a woman, but is definitely no man in the mirror.

Finally he has tried everything. He bends to grab his clothes, but she pushes him against the mirror. Pinning him there as she reaches down.

Timmy squeaks when she pinches the tip of his little pud.

“You have to be quiet. Or the old woman will hear. How would you explain this?” Amber asks with a mischievous grin.

She pinches and yanks at his sad penis. Not jerking him off as much as nearly pulling it off. Timmy squeals as he does his best to keep quiet.

Amber reaches down and starts to swat his little balls. Filling the changing stall with meaty ‘fap!’ as she punishes his teeny raisins.

Timmy shivers as he has a shameful, sissy orgasm. He drizzles his cummies on the mirror and the floor.

“There you go, Bunny.” Amber says as she releases him. “Now clean it up. With your tongue.”

Timmy sighs as he kneels. Licking his own cum from the mirror. Then off the dirty store floor.

Soon they ride the bus back to camp. Along with the other excited sissies and their mistresses.     

***    

Wednesday evening, Timmy stands naked in a line of boys. Ten sissies on display in the main convention room. They all tremble with fear and excitement. The seats are nearly filled with other campers, cheerleaders, and even some coaches.

Timmy feels humiliated as the crowd points and laughs at the pathetic betas. Gretchen walks on stage to cheers and whistles. She wears a red evening gown. Tight fitting and low cut. With a long slit up one side.   

She flicks one of the sissy’s little bumps as she walks past.

“Bitches and gentlemen!” She announces into her microphone. “I declare this year’s sissy contest...to begin!”

A cheer rises up. Timmy shivers. His little bump getting hard before the crowd. He sees Amber who smiles and gives him a thumbs up.

“This year we have five events for our pathetic betas.” The crowd cheers as she starts to count them off. “One! The spanking. Two! Suck that dick!” Laughter and whistles. Timmy can’t help that his mouth waters at the thought.

Gretchen smacks a couple more little tater tots as she crosses in front of the boy’s. “Three! The mall run. Four, and everyone’s favorite, the obstacle course!” A big cheer from the crowd.

“Then...Saturday...just before they go home...making this their final camp memory...THE BIG D!”

The crowd erupts, and Timmy’s ass clenches.

Gretchen goes on to explain that the contest plays out over the last few days and two of the ten contestants are dropped after each event, but Timmy is lost in thought. The image of Lamar dry humping his ass, front and center. 

Soon the boys are bent over wooden stools. Their wrists and ankles tied at the bottom. Sissy asses up, and vulnerable.

A big camper lines up behind each beta. Carrying paddles at the ready. Gretchen counts down and they begin to swing.

The hall was filled with the sound of wood spanking round derrières, and sissies squealing.    

Timmy’s eyes fill with tears of pain as his bottom is punished. The paddle striking him again and again as he unabashedly wails. Not concerned about his dignity before the crowd. Just the pain his ass is in.

He knows he doesn’t have to last the longest. Just longer than the two weakest. His body shivers with each swat. Waves of pain moving through him. His tiny penis hard and throbbing. Finally, he hears the crowd cheer as the first beta begs for release.

He can feel his shameful orgasm as the Alpha relentlessly punishes his ass. His jizz splatters the floor below him.

After what seems an eternity, the spanking stops. Two boys have given up. When he is untied, Timmy sees that the Asian boy, Jimmy is still in.

Also, that he wasn’t the only one who came from the punishment.

Chairs are dragged out on the stage. “For our last event of the night...” Gretchen draws out her announcement. “Suck that DIIIICK!”

She makes a big sweeping motion to eight naked Alphas who come out and sit on the chairs. Tall, strong, handsome, with big cocks. Everything the sissies are not. Timmy is surprised not to see Lamar on the stage. Instead her is led to an Alpha he has never met.

With his ass still throbbing painfully, he kneels before the real man.

“Last two to get their hunk off...are out.” The blonde announces. “Sissies, on your marks...get set...get sucking!”

Frantically, Timmy leans in and takes as much of the man’s limp cock in his mouth as he can. Licking and sucking as well as he can to bring the Alpha’s dick to life. Her reaches down with one hand and massages the man’s balls. His other rubs the guy’s shaft.

All too slowly, the dick starts to grow and harden in Timmy’s mouth. A disturbing feeling that he has no time to concentrate on.

Almost frantically he chokes and gags as he takes the big cock as deep as he could. Deeper than he ever has with Lamar. While he frantically strokes the man’s base and rubs his balls.

Timmy sees one of the boys next to him jerk up. Finished, the beta has cum dripping from his chin. 

He can’t tell how many others are done. Kneeling in a line, his view is mostly blocked by Alpha thighs. He doesn’t want to disappoint his mistress though. Timmy’s eyes widen as he feels the man’s balls clenched between his fingers. Then his dick throbs in his mouth. Cum gushes against the back of his throat. Timmy pulls away, coughing up jizz. Cum still shooting at his face and chest.

He has finished with moments to spare. Another boy is done, then only the two round’s losers are left. Desperately guzzling cock.

“Only six remain...for tomorrow’s Mall Run!” Gretchen announces in her showgirl voice.  

That evening Amber meets him at their picnic area. “Ooh! You did so great!” She tells him. Wrapping him in a hug. His head against her pillowy breasts in her cheerleader tub-top.

“I...I just want to make you happy.” He tells her.  

“Then all you have to do is win. Silly Bunny.” She tells him.

“If you lie down I’ll give you a reward.” Amber tells him sweetly.

She strips her cheerleader uniform off as he quickly gets naked. Then she lays out a blanket in the grass. “Lay on your back.” She orders.

She straddles his head. Settling her pussy over his mouth. Moaning as he obediently starts to lick.

Then she leans down. Raising one hand she SMACKS! His tiny pud.

Timmy squeals into her cunny as she grinds against his face. Sending exciting thrills through her curvy body.

Over and over She swats his shame as he licks and squeals. Bringing her quickly to a loud orgasm. Her juices flowing all over his face as he desperately laps it up. “You will do great tomorrow.” She tells him. Giving his nothing penis one last slap. Then she leaves him there in the dim light of the lamp.     

***   

Thursday should have been a day of exciting anticipation for Timmy. The last three days of camp are full of contests, awards, guest coaches, and camaraderie.

None of that for Timmy and the other sissies, though. They will spend the last days as pathetic laughingstocks. Word had gotten out about which boys were included in the sissy contest.

Late in the morning, Timmy stands in his room as Amber helps him get dressed. She keeps reaching down and rubbing his little pud. Keeping it nice and hard as she ‘encourages’ him.

“You are going to be the prettiest sissy in the mall.” She cooed as she picks out a pair of socks for him. Thigh high and light pink. With dangly blue puffs tied around the tops. “I’m sure you can win first place, Bunny. Win for me.”

He slides the socks up his smooth legs. His tiny bump straining in its hardness. Bouncing up and down in its excitement as the socks settle high around his thighs. Then she picks out a pair of panties. “How does the next contest work.” He asks. Pulling on the pink, satin thong. White bows on the hips.  

“It’s like a scavenger hunt.” The beautiful redhead explains. Holding a couple training bras up to his smooth chest. “You have to get cards from four people we have scattered around the mall for you.” She decides on a pink cotton number with little flowers scattered across it. “Each sissy gets a slightly different set of strangers. They get to ‘play’ with you a little. Then you need to get back to the bus. Last two are eliminated.”

Timmy shivers as he pulls the pink bra on. His tiny penis throbbing in his panties. “Please, don’t make me go out in public like this, Amber.” He begs quietly as she hooks his bra in the back.

“Bunny, this is the only way you should go out in public.” She tells him, turning the beta toward the mirror on the closed door. “This isn’t a man’s tool, is it?” She reaches down, into his pink panties and painfully pinches his little nub.  

“Aaaw! No!” He squeals. “It’s not! It’s not!”

“That’s right. Now, put this on.” She orders, picking up a skirt from his bunk. “And it’s Miss Amber to you.” She warns him.

Timmy pulls on the pleated skirt. Short and eggshell blue, with dark grey trim. There was a big pink bow on the back. Centered above his round ass.

“Very sexy.” Amber grins. Then she hands him a pink tank top. Cut off to show his midriff. It would have looked super sexy on her. On Timmy, it was humiliating.     

“Proper footwear is important. As a sissy you should get used to wearing these.” Amber hands him a shiny pair of high heels. Three inch stilettos with straps. They feel strange as he puts them on. Forcing his foot into an unnatural position. He wobbles on tiptoes in the shoes.  

“The finishing touch.” She reaches up with a plastic hair clip. One with a big pink bow. Happily setting it in his hair.

“All the boys will just want to eat you up.” She grins at him, tweaking his chin. Timmy feels an excited flutter in his tummy. His mouth waters as images of Lamar’s cock drift through his mind.

Soon she leads him outside. Walking across the football camp towards the waiting bus.

Football players stop their practices and contests. They laugh and point at the ridiculous sissy. Even the coaches and assistants. Especially the other cheerleaders. Timmy blushes as he fills with shame. In his pink thong, his little pud gets hard with excitement.

It is a relief to him to step onto the bus. A sad beta, sitting with the other sissies. All of whom are dressed as girls. Some even more humiliating than his own sexy outfit.

One beta even sits in a big, pink, princess costume. Complete with a little tiara. The bus takes them to a large mall nearby. Gretchen and the other cheerleaders line up the pathetic group in the parking lot. Each is handed a slightly different map. “You each have four spots on your map. Each spot has a ‘challenge.’ Complete the challenge and you get a card. The last two back here with four cards are out.” The blonde looks around. “Any questions?”  

Timmy feels his body tense. “GO!” Then he was stumbling into a run. Along with the other sissies, toward the big mall and its crowds. His high heels a real hinderance.

Timmy stops just inside the entrance to get his bearings. He can hear chuckles and snickering as he checks his map. 

With a blush he heads further into the crowded mall. Brushing past annoyed men, and sneering women.

His closest goal is down a long hallway between shops. Past a couple of maintenance rooms, and around a corner.     

There he finds four older women. Attractive in their early forties. Dressed in sharp business suits.

“Ooh! The next sissy.” An attractive brunette smirks. She reminds Timmy a little of his mom. 

They already had one of the other betas bent over with his palms on the wall while one woman held his skirt up and another swatted his sissy ass with a ping pong paddle.

“Assume the position, if you want a card.” The brunette orders as she caresses her wooden paddle with a lusty grin.  

Not wanting to waste time, Timmy moves close and bends over. Placing his palms flat on the cool, plaster wall.

“Ready, pussy?” The woman asks, as one of the others lifts his short skirt. “Ooh, a thong!”  

Timmy’s body tenses and he hisses at the first strike. Then again and again. He whimpers and gasps as his nearly bare ass is punished.

The other sobbing sissy is soon done and takes off while Timmy stands and receives his punishment. each swat a painful reminder of his new place in society. Finally a mature hand rubs his throbbing tushy. “Mmn, maybe you should stick around and play.” The brunette suggests.  

Timmy spins around. “M...my card, ma’am?”

She hands him a little card with a ‘D’ on it.

“Thank you.” He waves back as he hurries off. Still wobbly in his stiletto shoes. His round ass throbbing painfully.

Timmy has to pass through to the back of a sporting goods store for his next goal. A big employee stands next to a door into the storage area. A real Alpha, with a chiseled jaw and big muscles.

He sneers down at the sissy and opens the door. The beta timidly slips past.

“Look at you. Aren’t you a cutie.” A fat sweaty guy chuckles. He sits on a crate with his hairy legs spread wide. He has no pants, just a greasy T-shirt. Next to him is a big box of donuts.   

“If you want my card, you gotta eat a ‘nut.” He grins. Grabbing one of the pastries out of the box and sticking it over his hard dick. Not as big as Lamar, but still a good six or seven inches.

Timmy kneels down, his tummy rumbling. Then he leans in and starts to nibble at the glazed donut. 

The tip of the man’s penis pokes his cheek and chin as he slowly eats. Timmy can feel the pre-cum smear on his face.

The pieces of donut fill his belly like led. He can’t even taste it’s sweetness. It just tastes like shame and submission. His face contorts in disgust as he gets closer to finishing. Having a hard time keeping it down. 

Eating the donut this way is just another reminder of his tacit acceptance of what Amber has turned him into. He could get up and leave this whole humiliating quest right now, if he wanted.

Instead...he swallows the last few bites. Then kisses the tip of the man’s cock. Timmy stands and humbly thanks the fat man for his card.

A little more sure now, in his high heels. Timmy leaves the store.

His next stop is a large maintenance closet behind a food court. Four twenty something boys dressed like skaters cluster around him.

“Look at this pussy.” The leader sneers. Flicking Timmy’s ear.

He instantly flashes back to the bully he was tormented by in middle school. Feeling small and worthless as the four men poke and prod him.

Unlike at school, though his little prick gets hard as a rock in his panties. Excited at the bullying. Even as it makes him feel helpless and vulnerable.

“You got to beg us, sissy.” The lead boy demands.

“Please. I need your card. I’m just a pathetic sissy. Not worth your time.” Timmy can’t meet their eyes as he admits his weakness. 

The boys laugh. Then one takes a red, crushed ice, drink and dumps it over Timmy’s head. The boys laugh like hyenas as the sissy is soaked with the sticky beverage.

The leader hands him a card and shoves him out the door. Timmy considers stopping at a restroom to clean up. With a sigh, he realizes he doesn’t have time. His high heels click-clack as he hurries down the hall. 

Timmy is surprised to find his last stop is actually a bathroom. He is still damp and sticky when he steps in. He sighs as he steps past the sinks.

There are eight stalls. Every other one has a sign.

‘SISSIES ONLY’  

Two are closed. He can hear what sounds like slurping and sucking from behind the stall doors.

With a sigh he enters and closes one. Timmy drops before the hole drilled in one side. The edges are wrapped in tape for safety. 

Almost immediately a big black cock is shoved through. Hard and ready.

Timmy leans in and licks the shaft. From the taped up hole, up to the flared purple tip. He runs fingers along the top as he kisses the velvety underside.

Timmy moans as he takes the cock into his mouth. Tasting the strange man’s fucktool. His tongue eagerly caressing as he sucks it as deep as he can. The tip pokes the back of his throat.

He uses one hand to stroke the stranger as he bobs up and down. Somewhere behind him, a few stalls down, there is a deep guttural growl as somebody has an orgasm. One of the other sissies, no doubt winning their card.

Timmy sucks and jerks faster. Desperate to finish quickly. He takes the dick far into his throat. Until he feels like he is choking. Holding it there as tears fill his eyes. Silently begging.

As he pulls back, Timmy feels the dick throb. He needs air, but he obediently swallows burst after burst of hot, bitter slime. He can hear a groan from the other side of the stall.

He waits for the man to completely finish. Then pulls away gasping. Wiping cum from his sissy lips.

A card is slid beneath the wall. Timmy grabs it with joy and bursts out of the bathroom. His humiliations and shame, the stickiness and foul tastes forgotten. He rushes through the mall. Past laughing faces. As he gets to the bus he sees Amber grin. He came in third. Good enough to continue on. To get to the next round of the degrading game. 

“There’s just four of you left, Bunny.” Amber reminds him later that night. 

She lays between his smooth legs. Him on the blanket in the grass. Both naked. She slowly strokes his little nubbin. Occasionally slapping his tiny balls. “The easy part is over, though.” She pinches his little tip. “Tomorrow is the obstacle course. Designed to punish any sissy who isn’t obedient enough to finish. Then...the ‘Big D.’”

She pinches him again. “Do you think you can do that for me?” She asks sweetly. Timmy thinks about a naked Lamar. His toned Alpha body. His big manly cock. He would happily suck it all day for her...but to take it in his...How could he do that?

“Think about it, Bunny.” The redhead suggests as she stands. Leaving him desperately unfulfilled. “I’d be ever so grateful.” She rubs her hands sensuously up her flanks. From her hips, all the way up to her red hair. Then she is gone. Into the darkness.  

***

Timmy crosses camp in white frilly panties and a matching training bra. He gets sarcastic catcalls from the other campers. Whistles and laughter.

It is humiliating, but he finds he enjoys the attention now. The little flutter of shame. Timmy knows he has nearly accepted his true place in the world. The mall run yesterday had been another large turning point.

He and the remaining three sissies spend the day as ‘water pussies.’ Running water and snacks to the real men.

Dressed in cute lingerie the four sissies are humiliated and abused through the day. Spanked and pinched anytime they are too slow with their tasks. Always obediently answering to the call, “Pussy! Come here!” 

By evening they are nearly exhausted. Just the proper state to run an obstacle course.

Everyone meets at a dirt clearing in the woods. The four sissies, the cheerleaders, a few of the coaches, and a couple dozen Alpha campers.

All four betas stand in a naked line. Their tiny penises on display for the joking crowd. Timmy carefully scans the track. It seems to be one-half fashion show, one-half dog agility training course. He isn’t clear what all is expected just by looking.

Soon though, beautiful blonde Gretchen explains, “Sissies will start here. Dress as quickly as you can as a princess. Then through these tunnels....”

Timmy zones out a bit. He watches Amber. Dressed in booty shorts and a crop-top. Lamar holds her in his arms. One hand up her shirt. Freely groping her big tits. Timmy can tell she isn’t wearing a bra.

“...dip, strip, and repeat. Get dressed here. Then through the mud. Strip and kiss. Rubber band guns.” Timmy sighs as the blonde cheerleader points out the various obstacles. “Then across the finish line. The two slowest are disqualified.” She smirks at the sissies.  

Gretchen points at the boy next to Timmy. “Go!”

The crowd cheers as the beta moves through the course. Timmy watches carefully. Making sure he knows what to expect.

He watches as the first sissy finishes. Pleased with himself. The skinny boy goes and kisses the feet of a brunette cheerleader. The girl is obviously his trainer.

The next sissy starts his run. Just leaving Timmy and the Asian boy. Waiting nervously for their turns.

Then it’s Timmy’s turn. When Gretchen yells, “Go!” He hustles to the first station. There are two princess dresses left. He chooses a baby blue one with light green ribbon. Pulling it on as fast as he can. The crowd’s cheers and jeers a dull roar to him.

Then he is off. Next he has to crawl through a series of three plastic tubes. Around three feet in diameter. His dress is a real hinderance as it keeps getting caught beneath his knees.

Crawling out of the last tube, he stands and moves on. He lifts his blue fluffy skirts up as he high steps through a dozen tires. His hard little prick flapping up and down.

Afterward he has to stop again. Desperately ripping the dress off. Only to put on a purple corset. With black garter and stockings. No panties though.

On the next obstacle he crawls on his back under low hung chicken wire. Squirming and inching his way as his fingers grip the thin wire. After that he jumps up and straddles a ten foot long two-by-four. Stiff bristled brush heads have been places all along its length.

Held up by a pair of Alphas. They lift the board up so Timmy’s peanut and raisins are buried just into the bristles.

The sissy groans as he walks along the board. The stiff horse-hair bristles stimulating his most sensitive spots in an almost painful way. Rasping against his tiny balls. Flicking and pricking against his shameful penis.

He is relieved when he gets to the end. Still shivering from the sensation. Only to immediately take a gulp of dread. The obstacle that Gretchen called ‘The stripper’ is next.

A metal hand-rail stretches above a melted pot of wax, a modified desk fan, and a bowl of water. A grinning cheerleader waits on the opposite side as he approaches. Timmy grips the metal bar with a frightened look. Then he leans forward, spreading his legs. He can feel the warmth of the melted wax before he reaches it. The heat painfully licks at his tiny ball sack.

Then he dips. His little raisins burn as he presses them into the wax. Making him whine with the pain. Then he stands up, whimpering. The pain quickly subsiding. The pretty cheerleader smirks at him as he side steps to the next cruel object.

A fan with its blades snapped off. Replaced by thin leather whips spinning round. Too fast to see anything but a blur.

His lower lip trembles as he steps into the spinning flail. The tiny whips slap and beat at his wax covered balls from beneath. Each impact a tiny shock of pain that rattles through him.

“Clear!” He hears the judge’s voice. The wax has all been stripped from his lightly seared balls.

Next he has to dip them in a bucket of ice water. The cold burning nearly as bad as the wax. Timmy shivers as he steps away. Then back to the beginning.

Three times through the ‘stripper.’ By the end of his third go, his little raisins seem to have recessed up inside his sissy body. Aching and throbbing, just a mass of pain.

With tears flowing freely down his cheeks, the sissy hobbles to the next station. Another dressing station. This time he shimmies into a black and white French maid costume. Slipping it on over his corset. The ruffled skirts just barely cover his round ass.

He steps up to a set of monkey bars. Feeling so tired. So humiliated. His balls still throbbing with pain.

With a sigh he reaches up and swings across. Bar by bar. Slowly making it to the other side. Then he slips into the next obstacle.

A mud trough. Fifteen feet long and four feet wide filled with soupy, sloppy mud. It instantly soaks through his costume. Splashing up under his skirts as he half swims, half trudges through the thick mud. He can hear the crowd laughing. As he performs for their amusement. Mud drips down his cheeks like tears. Sloshes against his tiny dick. Squishes between his toes.

Then he is at the end. Tiredly pulling himself out. Convinced that he has been too slow. His energy is just gone.

He begins to strip before the next task. Pulling the soiled maid costume off. A cheerleader standing by to hose him with cold water. His corset slaps the ground as he pulls it off. Water drips off his small body. 

Then he dropped to his knees before a line of Alphas. A dozen strong men with their dicks out. Most limp, still much bigger than his own when hard.

Timmy moves down the line on his knees. Kissing each cock and simpering, “Thank you, sir.” Until he has kissed all twelve dicks. The men laughing at him as he submits.   

The last obstacle is six more grinning Alphas. Each with a pair of rubber band guns.

Timmy stops before them and raises his hands. He lets out a quiet whine as they take aim.  

Then he howls as six rubber bands snap painfully on and around his tiny bean. Then again. The snapping of the rubber bands echo through his soul as they bite and snap at his shame.

Then there is a pause. 

His little penis aches as he watches them reload. Four volleys. He was only half done.

His eyes clench with tears as the third set crack all around his hard little bump. The Alphas grin and laugh as it bounces up and down.    

On the fourth and final volley he squeals. “Please!” He begs before the laughing crowd, but it’s already over.

“Time!” Gretchen shouts.

Timmy stumbles and sits at Amber’s feet. Naked and muddy. His groin a mass of pain.

“You did good, Bunny” She tells him. Reaching down to pet his head. “You beat the first two. You will be in the final contest.”

Timmy shivers at her words. Proud to have pleased her, but dreading why is to come. He only half watches as the Asian sissy moves swiftly through the course.

*** 

Saturday is the last day of camp. Most spend the day goofing off or trying to make connections with the coaches and trainers.

Not Timmy and the remaining sissy, Jimmy.

They spend the day in large dog kennels. Cages set in the middle of the big football field for everyone to mock and ridicule.

Timmy has been dressed in a big, pink, bunny onesie. With a fluffy white tail and long bunny ears. A hole had been cut out at his groin. Allowing his tiny penis to hang free all day.

The Asian sissy is dressed similar. Only his onesie is a red panda. 

Timmy waits patiently all day. His tummy fluttering with excitement and dread at what will happen come evening.

He has been through so much to get here. He knows full well that he is different than these other boys. These men. Something he will never be. Could never have been.

His whole life he had just been pretending. No woman would want him. Would ever be satisfied with his tiny nothing.

Of course his role is to please others. To lick cum splattered pussies. To suck men’s dicks. To take their hard cocks in...in...

...in his ass.

As he lay in his cage, his tiny penis getting hard, Timmy realized he was ready to take a cock in his ass. To finally submit fully to being a sissy.

As the sun dips below the horizon, Timmy grins eagerly at Amber. She and Gretchen approach the cages. Each letting out their pets.

“Ready?” She whispers in his ear as she gives him a little hug. Timmy nodded with a smile.

The sissies are led to a cool room in the convention center. A dozen cheerleaders and a handful of Alphas wait.

“Strip!” Gretchen orders. Both boys get fully naked before the small crowd.

“This is the last contest. Tonight we crown the queen of this year’s sissies.” The blonde announces. “Tonight, our finalists take the ‘Big D.’ Each showing once and for all that they are not men.”

She motions for the two sissies that had dropped out last night. Giving them a nod. They move behind Timmy and the Asian boy with bottles of lube.

“The rules are simple. Take your daddy’s dick deep. Get him off first, and you win.” She smirks directly at Timmy. Sending an odd shiver down his spine.

He feels the boy’s fingers from behind. They spread his asscheeks apart. Rubbing a generous amount of lube around his tight anal flower.

Timmy shivers from the stimulation. His tiny pud throbbing.

“Oh, one more thing.” The blonde head cheerleader coos in her honey voice. “If you cum, you lose. Even if your daddy finished first.”

Timmy notices Amber looks confused, and maybe a bit frightened. “That’s not the...”

“New rule, this year.” Gretchen cheerfully explains. “To keep things interesting.” The sissies are each given a stool to lean over. Then two naked Alphas enter the room. A big white guy, and Lamar. Timmy suspected it would be him. part of him had even hoped.

“It’s ok, baby girl.” Lamar murmurs in his ear. As the big black man steps up behind him. “Daddy’s got you.”

The handsome black athlete’s words send a strange shiver through the sissy. This is it. This is the ultimate betrayal of his masculinity. There could never be any going back.

He would truly be a sissy.

He looks up and sees Amber. She gives him a grin and an almost friendly thumbs up.

“You have to ask for it.” Gretchen tells the two contestants. “You have to want this.”

Timmy sniffles. He can hear the Asian beta murmuring. Then he admits, “Please, daddy. I want your big black dick in my sissy ass. Fuck all the silliness out of me.” A single tear trickles down his cheek. The last shred of his manhood leaving his body.

“Alphas, on your marks.” Gretchen calls. Timmy gasps as he feels Lamar rub the tip of his giant dick against his tight little asshole.

“Get set!” The blonde says with unbridled mirth.

‘Gotta relax. Gotta relax.’ Timmy thinks over and over like a mantra.  

“Go!” The head cheerleader squeals.

Both sissies squeal as well. Big dicks opening up their tight anal flowers.

Timmy moans as his ass burns. Even with the lube, it’s like a red hot poker up his bum. Burning its way inside him. His knees buckle from the shock and pain. The only thing holding him up is Lamar’s strong hands. One around his sissy tummy. The other holding his soft brown hair.

“Damn. You’re tight, girl.” Lamar grunts.

Timmy expels a loud sob when he finally feels the black man’s balls come to rest against his soft white ass. His vision is blurry and he blinks back tears of pain and shock.

The sissy’s whole world becomes Lamar’s giant cock. It seems to fill not only his ass, but his soul. Timmy knows he has been fully turned. He is a cock loving whore now. He would do anything for daddy’s dick.

After a long moment, Lamar pulls back, till only the tip of his cock is left in the sissy. Suddenly Timmy is left feeling strangely empty inside.

“Fuck me, daddy.” He gasps eagerly. leaning back and reaching back to hug the black Alpha’s neck. “Make me your good girl.”

Timmy shuts up with an ‘oomph!’ When Lamar thrusts back in. Over and over his dick pounds the small white beta. Burning inside Timmy for a while, but as his body gives up and relaxes, it begins to feel good in a strange way.    

Timmy moans as the black man fucks him. His sissy body feels like bliss. Overjoyed to serve its true purpose. Pleasuring big black cock.

Soon Lamar grunts as he cums. Timmy can feel the dick throb deep inside him. He can feel the hot cum lather his insides.

“Yes!” Amber hisses. The money, the victory was hers.

“Not so fast, cupcake.” Gretchen drawls, putting an arm around her friend‘s waist. Amber looks down in despair at where the blonde is pointing.

Timmy’s little pud still throbs. Cum still drizzles from its sad tip to the floor. Landing in a little puddle of the sissy’s jizz.

“You’re going to love being a cum bucket, bitch.” Gretchen hisses with glee. Amber’s eyes widen in horror. She can see Candy already posting the vile pictures of her from her phone. They would be all over the camp in seconds. All over the world in minutes.

Her future...her life was over.

Amber shivers when she feels the blonde’s hand slide under the back of her skirt. Giving her soft, bare ass a little squeeze. Then rubbing her cunny through her blue silk thong with a delicate middle finger.

“Your mine, cupcake.” The blonde whispers in her ear. Nibbling her earlobe.

Timmy lays in a pool of his own cum. Lamar had just left him there after he used him.

The sissy had to watch as the Asian finished off his own daddy. The other boy’s tiny bean soft the whole time. 

He had to watch as Gretchen led Amber away. The beautiful redhead looking frightened and vulnerable.

He watched as the crowd slowly left.

“What do I do now?” The sissy wondered aloud.    

...but he knew. He would go where he could find more delicious black dicks. His sissy mouth was already watering at the thought.