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Get a Lover!

By Sissie Cuckold Maid

(Concept by Devin Dickie)

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***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. 

Get a Lover!

By

Sissie Maid Cuckold

Janet and Frank had been married for 20 years. The marriage started out fine but then as it went on it got rockier and rockier just like about half of the other marriages in America. It was one thing or another but Janet put up with it for a long time until Frank couldn’t get it up. 

She told her friend Liz, “It was bad enough putting up with Franks crap when I could at least get screwed but now what’s the sense? His little dick was never much but now it’s nothing, it’s like getting screwed with a wet noodle!”

“Get a lover.”

“What?”

“G E T   A   lover.”

“I’m married.”

“Ya, so?”

“You mean cheat on my husband?”

“Aren’t you being cheated? I mean are you getting sex or are you being cheated out of it because his dick won’t work?”

Janet thought about it and agreed with facial expressions.

“Listen Janet, us women put up with a lot of crap and maybe it isn’t so bad as long as we can get a hard cock to screw us every now and then. We need that. But when we are just a “thing” to them, an object to do their laundry, clean their house, pick up after them and such then it’s a bit much. When my Peter‘s dick started to fail, I got a lover. I have had a lover for the past 7 years of our marriage. He knows about it but too but it’s what I needed or I would have divorced him.”

“What? Are you serious, you have a lover right now and your husband knows about him and he’s ok with it?”

“Yes, yes and No. No, he’s not ok with it but what choice does he have. He sure as hell doesn’t want me to tell all his friends he’s got a limp dick, does he? Oh, hell Janet wise up. Men are weak pathetic ego driven macho fools that can be wrapped around our little fingers and made to dance like a puppet when we want them to. Wake up and get with it dear before you lose your mind.”

“What about my son, what will he think?”

“Foo-Foo, he’ll think what you tell him to think. Both my daughter Alice and son Joe accept it. They see Lamar, my lover, come to dinner, stay the night, see us go out on dates and all and they see it as normal. Besides excuse my observation but I don’t think Foo-Foo is ever going to make much of a man. What is he 5’ 4”?”

“No, he’s 5’ 3”. He can’t help it that he’s so tiny.”

“You mean his dick is tiny too?”

“NO! Well I guess it sort of is, it would be weird for such a little man to have a 7-inch dick I suppose so for his size its Ok I guess but…”

“But what Janet, but what?” 

“Well I do wonder if it's long enough to satisfy a woman. I sure would want something bigger.”

“Oh, my this does not sound good for him. Did you ever discuss sexual reassignment surgery with him?”

“NO! Never…why do you think I should?”

“Well I guess that’s up to you but I hear a lot of small guys especially white guys are opting to become girls now a days because they simply can’t compete with real men for sex.”

“White guys…what do you mean?”

“Wow! Janet, where have you been…Venus. Like you do know that white guys are not…shall we say…in demand like Black men are, don’t you?”

“Ah no not really, what are you saying Liz?”

“Ok I can see we need to talk…I mean really talk. Let’s see…well…let me start by saying, Lamar, my lover is Black…”

“Are you serious…?”

“Janet, you need to understand that today when a married white woman wants a lover she wants a real lover and that most often means choosing a Black man, they are soooo much better, you have no idea. You will do stuff for them and want to do it that you would not dream of doing for your husband.”

“So, no wonder your husband is not exactly happy about it.”

“Oh, and like having a white lover would make him happy?”

“Well no I suppose not but you know what I mean.”

“I know that having a Black lover has a lot more power over my husband and he’s not going to give me any grief over it.”

“What do you mean by power?”

“Well, I agree not to tell his friends or coworkers about my lover if he doesn’t give me a hard time. I use it to control him by comparing my lovers 7.5” hard cock to his 5” soft dick! He hates it but he knows it’s true so it makes him want to make me happy in other ways. I mean really, my marriage got better once he found out I had a Black lover. Oh, not that instant but he’s afraid I will leave him for Lamar and that would create such an ego let down to him he will do anything to make sure it doesn’t happen.  He even goes on like he likes it and does it for me to make me happy, now how’s that for having an affair?”

“And your kids are good with that?”

“Ya, they see that Peter accepts Lamar so they accept him.”

“I wouldn’t know how to go about finding a lover.”

“That’s easy, are you ready to try one?”

“I, I am not sure…I could use some sex though that’s for sure.”

“So why not try one out and if you like him keep him if not throw him back?”

“Seriously, how would I go about doing that if I were even of a mind to do it I mean?”

“Lamar said he has a friend who would like to find a white wife for a lover, I could hook you up.”

“How ugly is he?”

“Janet, he’s not ugly at all. I have met him and Lamar and I were out with him a few times. He’s nice, good looking, fit and hung and the hung part is the most important part.”

“How do you know he’s hung?”

Liz smiled and said, “we did a three some.”

Janet’s eyes got big, her mouth dropped open and she shook her head, but said nothing for several seconds. “Ok, Ok I do need a big hard cock. You better not be fooling me Janet or I will be really mad at you, this is serious stuff to me, he better be good and there better not be any complications.”

Liz made the arrangements and Janet and Earl hooked up and hit it off. Janet was surprised at how good sex could be. She had never experienced sex this good even when she and Frank were first married. Janet was hooked quickly and knew she needed her new lover Earl badly. 

At first, she kept the affair secret from Frank. She did not want to take a chance on her husband getting mad. But after a few weeks she decided she really didn’t care how Frank felt and began to hint at his lack of prowess. Then one night when Frank wanted sex it happened. “What for Frank, you can’t get it up anyway why would I want to frustrate myself. I should go find a real man with a real cock not a toy dick like yours.”

Frank was shocked, he had never heard his wife talk that way before. But there was truth to what she said and that stung him like a bee, he never said anything but he was getting self-conscious about his lack of ability.

Janet had gotten into Interracial porn. She was fascinated by it. She loved the color contrast between a white woman and a Black man and the huge size of the Black cocks. So, when Frank claimed his cock was as big as they get she decided to do some “research”. She printed out a dozen or so photos of well hung Black men and left them where Frank could see them.

“Janet, who the hell printed out these photos and left them lying around?”

“I did, I wanted you to see how little your pee wee is compared to a real man’s cock just you know, so you knew.”

“That’s sick, so who cares if some guy has a bigger dick, size doesn’t matter, it's the motion in the ocean.”

“What do you mean size doesn’t matter. It matters to me; your needle dick is so small I have to look to see if you have it in me yet.”

“You think you could find a bigger dick than mine that would screw you? Go ahead and see, you’ll find out mine is plenty good.”

“Really…is that a challenge Frank?”

“Screw you Janet, yes it’s a challenge.”

“So, what’s the challenge needle dick?”

Frank was fuming mad. He was a little man like his son Foo-Foo. Slight built, short dick, little man syndrome. Foo-Foo his son and picked up on his father’s little man syndrome and tried to over compensate for everything just like his father did. It was comical in a way.  Janet just laughed at him in a way that belittled him. Frank’s face was beat red from anger.

“Ok Janet here is the bet. You have one week to find a man with a bigger dick than mine to fuck you. I intern will find a woman who loves to fuck with my dick in that same week. Whoever finds their dream lover first wins.”

“You’re such a loser Frank, you don’t stand a chance, you sure you want your ego writing checks you can’t cash? Your tiny little dick is going to get you laughed at Frank, just a warning so you know.”

Frank was fuming mad. If a person could really blow the top of their head off like in the cartoons from being mad Frank’s top hatch would have hit the moon!

“You, you, you are the one who’s going to lose Janet, you just wait and see.”

Janet just shook her head and smiled and held out her hand to shake Franks. Frank grabbed it and shook it and then stomped off muttering to himself.

Janet shook her head again and said, “like father like son.”

Just as Foo-Foo walked in and asked what the big uproar was all about.

“Oh, your father has such an ego.”

“Dad? He’s a man mom and you should recognize that. He can do anything.”

“Really, really he can do anything just because he is a man?”

“Yes Mom, men are better than girls any day of the week.”

They got into a big argument and Foo-Foo was rude to his mother and tried to put her down. It made her mad to hear her son act like his father. She hated small man syndrome and she thought about what Liz had said.

“Well I’ll just tell you what the argument your father and I had is about.” She proceeded to explain the bet to Foo-Foo who simply said, “Ya dad will win hands down. You’re such a looser mom.”

This infuriated Janet. Her son had never spoken to her like this before.

“You really believe that?”“Yes, I do mother, girls think me and dad are cute so he will have a girl in bed before the week is out, you wait and see.”

Janet thought back to what Liz had said and thought yes, they think your cute alright but cute like a puppy or a little sister not like a man. Real girls want big hard cocks and they know from your size you don’t have that. Give them the chance and they would have you in a pretty pink dress with bows in your hair, ya they think your cute alright.

“Ok young man, you want to get in on this bet?”

“Ya, why not what do you have in mind.”

“If your father loses you will wear panties and bra under your male clothes to admit girls are better than boys.”

“No way!”

“Oh, I thought you were confident your father could win, guess you are all talk just like him.”

“Ok, it’s a deal cause it’s never going to happen anyway. So, what do I get WHEN we win?”

“What do you want?”

“Not to have to do dishes or help clean around the house here for as long as I live here.”

“Deal!” and they shook hands. Foo-Foo walked away with a smug look on his face sure he had just made the deal of a lifetime.

When they were out of the house Janet called her lover Earl and told him the great news. Earl was excited, he had wanted Frank to know he was fucking his wife. This was great because Earl would now be able to show this white husband how much better Black men were in bed. It was a great feeling to take another man’s wife from him and turn her into his bitch. 

That evening when Janet came home from work she brought Earl with her. Frank and Foo-Foo were already home and the look on their faces when they saw Janet enter the house with a Black man holding hands was fabulous. Frank was 5’4” and 140 pounds while Foo-Foo was a mere 5’ 3” and 135 pounds to Franks 6’ 2” 220 pound very muscular frame.

Both Frank and Foo-Foo looked up at the big Black man with eyes bugged out and mouths hanging open. Frank finally got hold of himself and asked, “who, who, who is this honey?”

“Oh, I would like to introduce Earl to you. This is my needle dicked husband Frank and my “little” (and she laughed in a mocking way) son, Foo-Foo. Earl is my new lover boys, so guess you lost didn’t you. I will be wanting you, Frank, to accompany us to the bedroom for verification of Earls size and I am not speaking about his height or weight either. The bet was to find a man with a bigger cock and one that could satisfy me better so I will let you be the judge of if that is true or not. Come Frank my pussy needs Earl’s attention.”

Frank hung his head and followed the two in shame to the bedroom. His stomach was doing flip flops. He knew he had screwed up big time. When they got in the room Janet told him to shut the door unless he wanted Foo-Foo to watch. Frank shook his head quickly and closed the door. Then he turned to Janet and said, “Ok honey you win you don’t have to go through with this, you win I give up.”

“Oh, no you don’t Frank. We made a bet and we are going through with it.  I am quite sure if you had found a girl to bring here you would have gone through with it.”

“Oh no, no I would not I would never cheat on you Janet I would have just showed you and stopped.”

“Ya right Frank you would have been standing on top of the house screaming, look at me, look at me! I know you Frank now you better cooperate or I will have Earl here have a private discussion with you down in the basement and just so you know he’s more of a man of action and not much of a talker. Do you understand Frank?”

Frank got a scared look on his face. He knew Earl could beat the tar out of him with no effort. His macho attitude had nailed his coffin shut this time. Janet put her arms around Earl and kissed him. Soon Earl was rubbing her ass and shortly thereafter Janet was taking Earl’s pants down and playing with his cock. She kissed it, licked it and sucked it. It was huge!

Frank could not seem to take his eyes off his wife’s love making. He had always wanted her to do this to his cock but after the one time she did she told him it was like sucking on her little finger. But it was obvious she loved doing this for Earl and Earl seemed to appreciate what she was doing just fine!

“Do you see this magnificent cock Frank?”

Frank nodded his head.

His nod was not good enough for Janet, she wanted to humiliate her overly macho husband as much as she could. She felt the power Liz had told her about and she wanted to experience as much of it as she could. 

“I didn’t hear you Frank, what did you say about Earls cock?”

“Ah… yes, its magnificent.”

“Come here Frank, drop your pants, we have to compare them to be sure.”

Frank was stunned, this was not part of the bargain and he hesitated. 

“Drop your pants Frank I want no confusion.” She gave Frank a mean look then looked up to Earl. Frank understood he better do what she said so he dropped his pants. Out sprang the cutest little 4-inch needle dick ever. Janet busted out laughing and Earl did to. Frank flushed bright red. 

“Are you serious? I have seen bigger clits than that on women I have fucked,” expressed Earl.

Janet and Earl laughed again while Frank just stood there being humiliated and too sacred to do anything about it. 

“Wrap your fingers around it Frank to see how much room you have left on your fingers.”

Frank slowly did what his wife ordered and looked like he had half his finger length left. 

“Very good little boy, now measure Earls cock the same way.”

Frank looked questionly at his wife and saw her determination so went ahead and moved to Earls cock. He looked up at Earl and Earl nodded and smiled back at Frank as Frank wrapped his fingers around Earls cock. Frank’s fingers did not even make it around. Earl’s cock was huge!

“Look, look how fucking tiny his little needle dick is compared to a real man’s cock, Earl. Can you believe how tiny it is?”

Earl just shook his head and said, “Good thing you found mine so you could get satisfied.”

Earl then picked up Janet, tossed her back on the bed. Lifted her legs high in the air folding her in half and began to fuck her brains out. Frank had to stand there and watch the whole thing for over an hour while Earl fucked her over and over brining her to climax after climax. Frank felt dejected and when Janet finally had enough she sat up and asked Frank, “Well? What do you think now needle dick?”

Frank hung his head and admitted he had a little dick and Earls was a big one and that he satisfied Janet in ways he, Frank, never had or could.

“So, what do you think all of our friends are going to say when they find out I have taken a Black lover and you watched me get fucked by him?”

“What? No, you wouldn’t?”

“Oh, wouldn’t I?”

“Yes, I guess you would, please Janet, please don’t do that. I will do whatever you want if you promise to keep this a secret.”

“That was not part of our deal Frank.”

“Please Janet it will ruin me, please whatever you want.”

“Well Ok but Foo-Foo had faith in you to win. And of course, you let him down as you have let me down. He lost a bet to so now he has to wear a bra and panties under his male clothing for as long as he lives here so I think it’s only fair you do the same.”

“But, but…”

“Ok I’ll start with Liz I am sure she would enjoy hearing all about our bet.”

“No, no, I’ll do it. I’ll do it.”

Janet got out of bed stark naked went to her drawer and got out two bras and two pairs of panties. She told Frank to give one set to Foo-Foo and they were both to put them on and report to her and Earl with only them on or else.

Frank was totally defeated. The look on his face was as if he was just told the entire world was coming to an end in fifteen minutes. But he obeyed. After he left the room there were some raised voices between him and Foo-Foo but then silence and a short time later a knock at the door. Janet sat up, her gorgeous C cup breasts exposed and asked them in. She placed her hand over her mouth when they entered to cover her giggle.  They both had little tiny boners tenting their panties.

“Oh my, we can’t have those little needle dicks poking my panties like that.”

Earl chimed in, “One of my white wives made her husband tuck his little weenie so it had a smooth front.”

That’s a great idea, boys tuck your things back between your legs and let’s see how that looks.”

Foo-Foo and Frank did as told and it took care of the tenting.

“Much, much better. I will get you both your own and they will fit better but for today you will wear these under your clothes.

And so, it went for the next two months. Earl would show up nearly every evening for 4 or 5 hours fucking Janet’s brains out. Frank and Foo-Foo had no more male underthings and had to put up with being bossed around by both Janet and Earl.

Janet increased Franks humiliation making him prepare Earls cock, clean them both up, thank Earl for fucking her properly, washing his car, polishing his shoes. It seemed like every few visits found Frank’s humiliation increased. 

Then Janet bought a pet carrier and placed it in the living room and when Earl would come over she would instruct Frank to get in the pet carrier and stay. It went good for about a week and then Liz stopped by and Janet let her in and she saw Frank confined and Earl there. She of course already knew all these things but Frank did not know that and he felt it went too far. He demanded a divorce! It was his breaking point.

“Well Ok Frank I will grant you a divorce. Shall we make it a messy one and let the whole world know everything?”

Frank quickly came to his senses and agreed to give Janet everything! The house, the cars, the toys, everything and even to pay her alimony! She thought it was quite fair. Frank considered himself lucky (well that’s what he told himself anyway) to be free of Janet and Earl.  He moved out of state, changed his name and was never heard from again!

Janet liked the new arrangement, she had enjoyed humiliating and torturing Frank but it was not so much fun that she missed it that much. She had Earl to pay attention to. She did however want to see more of Earl, much more and asked him to consider moving in. Earl had 4 kids of his own that lived with him all by different wives, three sons and a daughter. He talked to them about the move and they all agreed it should be made.

The oldest son was Karl. Next oldest was Jamal, third oldest son was Willey and the daughters name was Ebony. The house only had four bedrooms. Earl and Janet had the master bedroom, Ebony had her own room, Karl had his and Jamal and Willey shared one. 

The family simply moved in and took over and this left Foo-Foo with no room of his own. Ebony offered right away to allow Foo-Foo to sleep in her room. Foo-Foo thought she was hot so quickly agreed that it was a great idea. Janet however wasn’t about to let her son get some girl pregnant so she told him he could but there would be restrictions. Foo-Foo had no idea what they were and didn’t think they would amount to much so offered no resistance and agreed to the conditions.

Janet called Foo-Foo to her bedroom and told him to drop his pants and panties. Foo-Foo was pretty used to inspections by his mother since his father had lost the best so he complied. Janet took a chastity device out of her drawer and approached Foo-Foo. She knelt before him and told him to spread his legs and pulled his little dickette out and placed it in the device locking it.

“Now we will not have any worries. Pull your panties and pants back up and be on your way.”

“But mother how will I…”

“You will sit to pee or pee all over yourself that’s how.”

But mother what about my bra and panties I can’t sleep with Ebony…I mean in her room and wear panties and a bra.”

“Why not?”

“Well…because…”

“Well because is not a reason you will wear them as you agreed or I will let it be known to everyone you have been wearing them and now you wear a cock cage.”

“Yes Mother.”

Foo-Foo was not nearly so excited about staying in Ebony’s room now. But she told him she wanted him to come to her room and help her so he followed her to her room. 

“Foo-Foo,” She said as she rubbed his back feeling his bra. “I know you wear a bra and I bet panties as well, don’t you Foo-Foo?”

“Oh, mother she said she wouldn’t tell anybody!”

“She didn’t Foo-Foo, I could see the outline under your shirt when you bent over.”

“Oh!”

“Well Foo-Foo it can be our little secret if you do what I tell you to do.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Oh, I bet my brothers would love to know this about you. You see we had a pet white boy for two years once. He was about your size, scrawny and overconfident just like you. He was little in stature and in the dick department. His hair was about your color as well. Well to make a long story short they paid me to turn him into a girl. Not a real girl mind you but a sissy girl. You know where a boy like you dresses and acts like a girl? Well they had a lot of fun, my brothers I mean, I’m not so sure about the white sissy although he seemed to be pretty agreeable to pleasing them after the first few months.”

“Wha, what happened to him?”

“Oh, he became so girly that a Lesbian Black lady they knew wanted to buy him from them for $20,000.00. They decided to sell him to her and figured they could always train another one.  Last I heard she had his dick and balls removed and breast implants and he’s her bitch now.”

Foo-Foo swallowed hard, real hard! “I’ll do what you ask of me Ms. Ebony.”

“I thought you would,” said Ebony as she smiled. “Ok let’s see what you look like strip down to your panties and bra.”

Foo-Foo did as he was told feeling a bit nervous. He tried to fold his hands in front of his little locked up dickette.  Ebony laughed at this move. “Yes, it’s pretty small, you could probably hide it behind your little finger it’s so small.” And she laughed again. Foo-Foo turned bright red.

“My, my, you do have a girlish figure don’t you Foo-Foo?”

Foo-Foo grumbled.

“What, what was that Foo-Foo?”

“I’m a boy I don’t have a girlish figure.”

“Well let’s see, shall we start with how small you are…I mean tall. You're shorter than the average female so your girlish in that sense. Look at your shoulders Foo-Foo they aren’t much wider than your hips. That’s a feminine trait all right. Your dick is so tiny I am surprised you can get it far enough out of your pants to not pee on yourself.”

“It’s not that small.”

“Oh yes, it is Foo-Foo. I bet you can’t even play with it it’s so small.”

“Can too do it all the time…” Foo-Foo realized he had been trapped.

“So, when did your mother just locked that chastity device on you”

“Just before she let me come in here with you.”

“I see, so it won’t be long before you will be needing sex in a big way, that will be fun.”

“I, well, I don’t have to do that, I don’t need it.”

Ebony laughed at the pathetic white boy standing in front of her wearing panties, a bra and a chastity device. It was no wonder white girls wanted Black men so bad Ebony thought. Look what they have to deal with, with little white dicks.

“We will see how long it is before you are on your hands and knees begging and agreeing to anything if you can just cum.”

Foo-Foo just kept staring at the floor hoping it wasn’t true.

Ebony got a little white dress out. It would have been tight on her with her 5’ 10” frame and 160 pounds. She was very athletic looking. A beautiful Black woman and far more beautiful than any other woman Foo-Foo had ever seen. She had firm voluptuous breasts. Great legs and ass and a cover girl face. She handed the dress to Foo-Foo and told him to put it on.

“But this is a girl’s dress.”

“I am fresh out of boy’s dresses Foo-Foo, put it on I want to see how you look in it. Don’t worry I am not going to make you wear it outside of this room, that is unless you disobey me.”

Foo-Foo did as told, and when he felt the dress touch his bare thigh it drove wild sensations through his body and made him feel weak and submissive. Ebony smiled and helped him fix it so it lay properly then she walked around him ending the examination by feeling his pantied ass though the dress. Foo-Foo was really affected by her latest move and became fog headed.

“I like it, I like it on you, Foo-Foo. I think you’d make a very pretty girl.”

Foo-Foo was fighting the feelings but this last statement brought him out of his fog. “I, I am not a girl Ebony, I am a big strong powerful man!”

Ebony busted up laughing at that one. It was hilarious., this 5’ 3” 135 lb runt was trying to tell her he was a big strong man? Why she had more muscles in one arm than he had in his whole body! He belonged in a dress down on his knees with a big Black cock in his mouth, this was obvious to her even if he was still in denial!

“Foo-Foo, you are so such a sissy. You try and overcompensate by pretending to be macho but in reality, a little makeup, a wig, some nylons and high heels and you’d pass perfectly for a girl. The kind of girl real men see on their knees begging to suck their big Black juicy cocks! So, don’t try to push your BS on me. Next time you tell me what a big man you are I will have you spend some time with my brothers and we will see who is the real man, OK?”

“I’m sorry Ebony, I just meant…well you know…I don’t want anybody to think of me as a girl or a sissy, you can understand that, can’t you?”

“I suppose so but not really because it’s a lie. So many of you white boys want to hide behind a lie. Pretending you are real men when you’re not, not even close. I mean look at your Mother Foo-Foo, why did she dump your father? She dumped him because he was not any more of a real man than you are. He was a sissy too. Our dad told us some of the things they had him do.”

Foo-Foo was not privy to most of the things they made his father do. 

“Wha, what things?”

“Like thank my dad for screwing your mother, even writing him thank you cards. Admitting in them he was not capable of satisfying her. Like acting as their sissy maid and begging to be able to dress the part. He even would beg to suck my father’s cock to get it ready, that's how much he liked it.”

“No way, he did not do those things.”

Ebony took out an album and opened it. There were photos of Frank doing just as Ebony said he did and there were some of the letters she said he had written. Foo-Foo was in shock. His stomach turned upside down, he felt weak and submissive. Ebony knew and saw the effect it had on him making him realize for the first time what a wimpy white boy’s role really was. She didn’t care how it made him feel though, she smiled to herself knowing another white male had been transformed or at least was in the midst of transformation into a Black cock worshiping bitch!

Ebony got another sly smile on her face. She moved to her suit case and took out a large strap on dildo.  She put it on as Foo-Foo was in shock reading his father’s thankyou notes to Earl. 

“Foo-Foo when you’re ready this is for you.”

Foo-Foo turned around and his eyes fixated on Ebony’s hard Black cock strapped to her crotch. His mouth dropped open and he looked up into her eyes and slowly shook his head no.

“Hey don’t shake your head no to me. It wasn’t I who doomed you to Black cock it was your mother. First when she recognized you weren’t a man after all and put you in panties and bra. Second when she locked your cock up so the only way you could get relieve was through anal sex. Your fate is sealed Foo-Foo you might just as well face that fact.”

“What do you mean anal relief? That would hurt, really bad.”

“Oh, you are so silly Foo-Foo. Millions and millions of white boys have taken Black cock from strapons like this or from real men. 

 Oh, it may sting a little at first but once it’s inside you, fucking you, you will get in to it big time You will not only enjoy it but you will crave it, it’s that good.”

“How would you know?”

“That’s easy, do you remember the pet white boy I told you my brothers kept for two years?”

“Yes.”

“Well a couple of times all my brothers were gone for a few days and he would come crawling to me begging and pleading with me to please fuck his ass with this strap on. When he came, he would cry. Sometimes it felt so good to him. So, what does that tell you?”

“He really said it felt that good?”

“He came like a girl, down deep and long and hard, moaning and writhing as he did ya I’d say he loved it. Have you ever seen a sissy taking Black cock?”

“No, never.”

“Here come here and sit at my desk.” She watched as Foo-Foo plopped himself down in the chair legs splayed. “Foo-Foo! Stand up now.”

Foo-Foo looked shocked like he was in trouble but had no idea why.

“When you sit, you turn so your butt is pointed at the chair. Yes, like that. Then you sweep your skirt under your bottom as you sit. Yes, like that exactly. Now, holding your knees together swing your legs in and KEEP your knees together. Good girl…I mean boy” then Ebony laughed. She pulled up a file on her lap top that showed a white boy on his knees worshiping his Black Masters hard cock and then after it was well lubed he turned around so his master could penetrate him. In a very short time it was obvious the white boy was ready to cum and when he did it was very loud and animated proving his enjoyment.”

“You, you aren’t going to make me do that, are you?”

“No honey bunch I won’t MAKE you do anything. It’s all got to be your choice.”

“Well that’s good cause I can’t see myself doing any of this because I am a M…well I am a boy you know and boys just aren’t into this sort of thing.” 

“If you say so.”

“I say so and you’ll see I won’t ever ask for any of it.”

“I am going to put a slip, nylons, heels in this drawer for you. When you are ready just put these things on and you will get what you need.”

“Well that’s a waste because I won’t ever need it.”

“Ya, you told me you’re a real man.”

With that Ebony removed all of her clothes. She had a voluptuous body. Legs that didn’t quit, a perfect 10. Her bush was just a tiny landing strip. Foo-Foo was in awe. He stood there with his eyes bugged out and mouth open. She taunted caressed her body with her hands drawing attention to her womanly shape. “Do you like Foo-Foo?”

“Wow, do I, you have a dynamite body Ebony.”

“Would you like to feel it, taste it?” she cooed.”

“Yes, oh yes.” And he moved toward her.”

“Down boy, not unless you put on the clothes and not now anyway.”

Foo-Foo’s mind went crazy. He wanted this girl so badly. She was a few years older than him but what a body. He thought it would not be that bad to wear a dress or whatever if he could feel and taste her fabulous body. His little tiny dickette tried to get hard but it couldn’t in that chastity device his mother had put on him. Maybe there was a way to get it off so she didn’t know?  Well, at least Ebony wasn’t making him wear the dress. That was good cause his male ego didn’t want to admit that he did like it. He wrote it off as it was ok and he would do it just to get her.

“So, if I wear the things you want me to wear I can sleep with you?”

It was clear to Ebony that Foo-Foo was all upside down in his thoughts about her.

“We’ll see how good you behave for me. I will say this though. I like boys who please me, and I want nothing to do with boys who disobey me. Now here I want you to unpack my things and put them all away for me. Do a good job.”

Ebony stretched out on her bed naked and began to read a book while Foo-Foo tried to concentrate on his task. He bumped into the wall or door frame no less than 5 times trying to keep his eyes on Ebony’s gorgeous bod while he was doing his work. Ebony chuckled to herself each time knowing the boy was so totally distracted by her beauty that he could not possibly concentrate.  When he had finished, he stood there staring at her body until she said, “Are you done Foo-Foo?”

“Yes Ebony.”

“Foo-Foo, I think we need to have an understanding between us. I am Black and that makes me superior to you, do you understand that?”

“Yes Ebony.” He really didn’t and didn’t care what she meant by it he did however remember she had told him she did not like boys who disobeyed her. Foo-Foo just knew if he agreed with her he would get her pussy.

“Very good Foo-Foo. But addressing me as Ebony is not a proper show of respect. An inferior such as you needs to show proper respect so from now on you will address me as Ms. Ebony or Ma’am, is that clear Foo-Foo.”

“Yes…Ms. Ebony.”

“Very good Foo-Foo. Now don’t forget. If I tell you something and you say you understand and then you don’t do it, it will make me angry Foo-Foo and I will have to punish you. You do understand that, Don’t you Foo-Foo?”

“Yes Ms. Ebony, I understand.”

“Very good Foo-Foo.  Now I think you have looked at my body long enough. I want you to choose from the things you have just put away a complete outfit for me, from my panties on up. I am going to grade you on what you choose. Plan for me to go out with my girlfriends to party tonight. I want to look hot Foo-Foo. Do you think you can pick the best outfit for me to wear?”

Foo-Foo’s mind was a whirl. This was the neatest thing he had ever done. Actually, getting to dress a real live hot sexy girl the way he wanted her to look.  Watch her put on her things, things boys did not normally see girls put on. This was fantastic. She must really like him, he thought to allow him to do this. Yes, she had the hots for him he could tell. Foo-Foo did always over state his ability and presence. His small stature and unmanly appearance caused him to over compensate for everything. Simply trying to make sure everyone around him knew that he was a real man. They all knew he wasn’t. And in fact, he knew it too. He just could not admit it to himself that he was a runt and far closer to the female than a real man.

Ebony had read these traits into him instantly. She knew real men and she knew wimpy white boys who were more girls than men. She knew his overrated male ego was his weakest point. He would do anything to try and pretend he was a man. She should use this against him, to control, shape and eventually own him.  She would use her fabulous body to warp his mind and totally subjugate his will to hers. What did she care if he stared at her naked body, it wasn’t like he was a man anyway? She thought of him more like a little girl. She did wonder how many times he had been mistaken as a little girl when he was younger. She bet it was a lot and as he grew up he overcompensated for it trying to cover the humiliation and yes even the recognition that he was not man enough to compare to real men. 

She thought about some of the articles she had read about other societies where boys had to pass a right to manhood and she thought this is exactly why, boys like Foo-Foo could not stay up with the real men in hunting food, defending the women and children, breeding the ladies. No boys like Foo-Foo would not pass their man hood test and would be converted to girls and serve the real men like the rest of the women. It dawned on her that Foo-Foo and his type were the exact reason for that type of a manhood test. Too bad, she thought that did not occur everywhere. Well, then maybe it did. Maybe it was up to other women in modern society to convert the phony men to girls. Yes, that was it. It was HER lot in life to save Foo-Foo from what manhood would bring to the runt and convert him into a lovely lady serving men. She smiled a huge smile.

Foo-Foo noticed Ebony looking at him and smiling. Foo-Foo, of course, took it that she thought he was hot. His ego would not allow him to even consider that she was laughing at his lack of manhood. If he only knew what she was really thinking or what the dozens of other girls who had looked at him in a similar way in the past were thinking. They weren’t thinking he was hot or a stud or what a man, no they were all envisioning him in a pretty dress. Some with makeup on, others saw him with long blond hair dying his light brown to give him an even greater air head appearance. One had actually pictured him in a pretty white dress with a white ribbon in his long blond hair wearing white heels down on her knees with a huge Black cock shoved his mouth smiling up at the Black man who owned it as he willingly sucked it. She had a mini climax thinking of Foo-Foo in this way and all the while Foo-Foo though she pictured hi masa stud!

Even Janet, Foo-Foo’s mother and her best friend Liz thought Foo-Foo should have been a girl. “Nature could be so cruel sometimes,” said Liz to Janet once, “it would have been so much better if Foo-Foo had been born with female plumbing. He would have made a much better girl.” Janet simply nodded her head and sighed.

Ebony watched as Foo-Foo excitedly went about his task examining her panties, bras, nylons, dresses and other things. In the end, he chose all red for her. She was a light skinned African American girl and there had been some white breeding in the background. Her features were soft and beautiful, the red would accent her looks wonderfully.

Finally, Foo-Foo had chosen it all and laid it on the bed. He was very proud of himself and it showed.

Ebony looked it over and smiled and said, “Very well done Foo-Foo, I knew you had abilities. You are a very good girl!”

At that remark, Foo-Foo gave her a frown. Ebony knew why and so she took control.

“Yes, a GOOD girl. Look Foo-Foo I am not going to let some boy do this for me or be with me in my bed. This is a task ONLY females get to do so either you go along with my little fantasy and be my “girl” when we are alone or I’ll send you over to my brother’s room to sleep. So, which is it?”

“But Ebony…I mean, Ms. Ebony, sorry, I am not a girl can’t you see that?”

“Oh, yes Foo-Foo I can do that very well. Get that dress off and put your BOY clothes back on I will be back in a moment.” Ebony quickly got dressed and left Foo-Foo in her room.

She went and found Karl and told him she thought that Foo-Foo needed to spend some time with the brothers to learn a white boys proper place. Karl smiled and nodded his head. “Send him to my room Ebony.”

Ebony returned to her room and told Foo-Foo to go see Karl. 

“But Ms. Ebony…”

“No Foo-Foo, you’re such a big man go spend some time with men, that’s what you wanted so that’s what you are going to get.”

“Please Ms. Ebony…”

“Foo-Foo if you don’t leave right now I will have my brothers come and remove you!”

Foo-Foo hung his head and left feeling bad. He went to Karl’s room, his old room and karl was waiting for him.

“Hey Foo-Foo, what’s up?” 

“Ah Ebony said you wanted to see me.”

“Ya, ya come on in.”

Foo-Foo entered his old bedroom and saw all his stuff had been tossed into a garbage can. “Well Foo-Foo, I want you to take that garbage can of junk out to the dumpster and get rid of it for me.”

“But that’s my stuff…”

“Ya well not anymore, there’s going to be a lot of changes around here Foo-Foo and getting rid of junk is just the first start. Now take it out and it better all go out or else!” Karl punched his right fist into his left hand showing Foo-Foo he meant business. Karl was way bigger, stronger, meaner and tougher than Foo-Foo could ever hope to be. In fact, Foo-Foo felt like a little kid in Karl’s presence.

Foo-Foo’s eyes got big and he swallowed hard and picked the can up struggling with it. “Are you that much of a pussy boy? Karl reached out with one hand and picked the can up easily. Foo-Foo’s eyes were huge again seeing how strong Karl was. Karl did it on purpose to intimidate the boy and it worked. Foo-Foo struggled all the way to the dumpster with the can and after he poured it in to the dumpster he looked at all his belongings being thrown away but did not have the courage to take even one of them back out. He returned to Karl’s room but he was all sweaty from struggling with the can.

Karl said, “what’s wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?”

“That was hard work I’m tuckered out.”

“What? From carrying a 30-pound garbage can to the dumpster? 

Take your shirt off and cool down we need to work on building some muscles on you.”

“Na its ok, I’m good.” Foo-Foo knowing if he took his shirt off, Karl would see he was wearing a bra.

“It’s not a suggestion Foo-Foo, it’s an order, now do it or I am going to pound you into the ground. I don’t like my orders not being followed.”

Foo-Foo tried to hesitate but when Karl took a step toward him raising his fist Foo-Foo buckled instantly and started unbuttoning his shirt forgetting the reason he had been stalling. It wasn’t until he started to take his arms out of his sleeves that he saw Karl’s look. Karl was staring at Foo-Foo’s bra. 

“What the hell Foo-Foo?”

Foo-Foo turned beat red and hung his head.

“What the hell are you doing wearing a bra?”

“Ah my mother is making me wear it.”

“Your mother makes you wear a bra? Are you serious? What, did she drug you and force you to put it on or maybe she held a gun to your head. That’s sick man, no one especially no woman makes a real man wear a bra. Take off the rest of your clothes Foo-Foo, do it now!”

As Foo-Foo took off his pants he started to cry. The humiliation was overwhelming. He had flashbacks to what it must have been like for Frank, his father when Earl, Karl’s father made him do the same thing.

“I see, so she has you in panties and bra and chastity device, oh that’s rich Foo-Foo. Guess I misread you. You are a much bigger sissy than I realized at first. Well it stands to reason; your father was too. Do you know the stories about how he used to dress up like a girl and serve my father and your mother as their sissy maid?”

“Yes, I know.” Foo-Foo said hanging his head in shame wishing he were anywhere but here.

Karl sat in a chair and called Foo-Foo to him. He spread his legs and told Foo-Foo to sit on his knee. Foo-Foo was shaking he was so scared and tears were dripping from his eyes as he did as told in slow motion. It felt so weird to sit on Karl’s leg while wearing only a bra and panties. It made him feel like a girl somehow.

Karl began to rub Foo-Foo’s back making a big deal to show he was feeling the back of Foo-Foo’s bra strap as he did.

“Foo-Foo, it appears you would prefer to be treated as a girl…”

“No…”

“Hush now and don’t interrupt or I will put you over my knee and spank your cute little pantied behind. Or maybe you would like that? Would you like me spank you Foo-Foo?”

“No, sob, sob, no please Karl, please don’t do this to me.”

“Oh, Foo-Foo you have it all wrong, I am not doing anything to you but trying to help you. It was your own mother who put you in a bra, panties and chastity device, not me. It was your own father who dressed up like a sissy maid and served my father and your mother. You know Foo-Foo how they say the apple doesn't fall very far from the tree? Well its true. Like my father fucked your mother while she was married to your father I do the same thing, I like to fuck married white women so they can see what they are missing out being with a white boy.  It’s no secret that your father recognized how much better the sex was for your mother because he sent my father so many very nice thank you notes talking about jus that subject.  Your daddy even liked to suck my daddy’s cock and take it up his ass, I am sure you read the many thank you notes he wrote my dad for that. So, what I am wondering, Foo-Foo is this your cry to follow in your father’s footsteps? Do you want to be a girl too? Dress like and act like a girl?” I think you would make a fine girl Foo-Foo.”

“No, no I don’t want to be a girl, sob, sob. Please don’t make me.”

“Oh, Foo-Foo there you go again, I’m not going to make you do anything. Let me show you something.”

Karl reached down and unzipped his pants and took out his cock. 

It was semi hard and about 7.5 inches long. Dark and thick.

Foo-Foo’s eyes got huge and his mouth opened in shock. He was afraid of what karl would do next. Karl took Foo-Foo’s right hand and placed it on his semi hard cock.

“Here Foo-Foo, just hold it a minute and feel it grow.”

Foo-Foo was scared, upset, confused and curious so he did as told. It felt warm and silky and huge. It was also very heavy compared to his tiny little white dickette.  Some of his fears subsided. He wasn’t sure what all he had been afraid of maybe it was the unknown but while he had no interest in cocks this wasn’t so bad and it was interesting to see the comparison to his.

Karl noticed that Foo-Foo had relaxed some and the tears had stopped flowing.

“I’ll tell you what Foo-Foo, if you can find the flaw in my cock we’ll never mention this again. Now get down, get down on your knees and see if you can find it.” 

Foo-Foo’s mind was so confused about everything he didn’t even think it through. He just did as he was told. Now he was on his knees before karl and holding Karl’s cock in his hands looking at it for flaws. He turned it, lifted it looking closely all the time for flaws but found none. The initial shock had worn off and he was a bit more comfortable holding a big Black cock in his lily-white hands.

“Well, have you found it yet?”

“No, I don’t see anything that stands out.”

“So, you're telling me that it looks Ok to you?”

“Yes sir, it looks good Sir.”

“Well then you haven’t found it yet keep searching.”

Foo-Foo looked and looked and still could not find out what karl was looking for. 

“Smell it Foo-Foo, maybe it’s the scent that’s off.”

Foo-Foo was so curious as to what was wrong he lost track of what he was actually doing and was interested in solving the mystery. He placed his nose and thus his face close to Karl’s massive Black cock and began to sniff. “Sir I don’t find anything wrong. It looks perfect to me.”

“Foo-Foo, I am disappointed in you. You need to try harder I would hate to get mad and have to punish you. Better do a taste test.”

Foo-Foo had begun to forget that he was holding a Black cock in his hands, it had morphed into just an object and a concern to find the problem or get in trouble. So, when Karl told him to taste it Foo-Foo did not hesitate and was licking the cock all over trying to find something amiss. Foo-Foo’s licking did have the effect of making the cock grow and get harder and thicker.

“Foo-Foo, do I have to give you another hint?”

“I, I guess so Sir.”

“Check my balls.”

Foo-Foo looked at them, sniffed them and then licked them too.

“I, I am sorry Sir, I just can’t seem to find anything wrong with them. They look wonderful to me.”

“Foo-Foo, you are hopeless. I thought white boys were smarter than that. Ok, Ok If I tell you wrong will you agree to fix it for me?”

“Yes, Sir if I can Sir.” Foo-Foo was really curious now. He wondered why Karl would think he could fix a problem with Karl’s cock or balls. It made no sense to him.

“So, you say you looked over my cock and balls really good?”

“Yes, Sir really good, several times Sir.”

“And you sniffed them really good too, right?”

“Oh, yes Sir I sniffed them really good Sir.”

“And what about tasting them?”

“Oh, yes Sir, I tasted both your cock and balls Sir and they tasted just fine Sir.”

“So, Foo-Foo, if you were to give me a full report in detail how would it read?”

“Ah, well…, Ah I guess it would say something like. “I examined Karl’s cock and balls thoroughly checking for any flaws very carefully. After that examination was complete I sniffed his cock and balls to see if there was anything out of the ordinary that could be detected. I found nothing wrong so finally I tasted his cock and balls and found the taste was very good and nothing to note.”

“So, you liked the way my cock and balls looked?” 

“Oh, yes Sir they are very nice, the best I have ever seen in fact.”

“And you found my scent acceptable?”

“Oh, yes Sir very acceptable, I would say it was almost captivating or inviting if you don’t mind my saying so Sir.”

“Sounds like you really enjoyed my cock scent?”

“Yes, I would say that’s right.”

“Ok tell me how much you really liked my cock taste or are you just saying it to make me happy?”

Foo-Foo feeling, he was telling Karl exactly what he wanted to hear and that doing so would put him in Karl’s good graces and did exactly what Karl wanted.

“Your cock and balls taste wonderful Sir. They were very enjoyable to taste.”

“Are you serious? You’re not making that up to tell me what I want to hear are you? It would really piss me off if you were.”

Foo-Foo swallowed hard, “No, no Sir I loved tasting your cock and balls Sir I could do that all day they tasted so good.”

“I hope you’re not lying to me Foo-Foo, I mean it!”

“No Sir, not at all Sir.”

“Alright then, like I promised you I would give you a huge hint. By balls are too full and they hurt.”

“Ah is that because they need relief Sir?” Foo-Foo asked in all innocence.

“Yes, exactly it so I want you to fix it for me, you promised you would.”

“I would Sir but I don’t know how to except…” Foo-Foo’s face flushed red, his breathing went erratic and his heart beat went through the roof.

“Except what Foo-Foo, except you were lying to me the whole time and now you’re going to make me kick your ass all over this house?” Karl said in his meanest voice proving facial expressions to go with it!

Foo-Foo was scared to death. “No, no Sir, no I was not lying Sir. I want to help Sir it’s just that, well… I never…)”

“Oh, don’t worry about that I will guide you through the process Foo-Foo, you will do fine just listen to what I tell you.”

So, there was Foo-Foo down on his knees, his 5’ 3” 135-pound frame kneeling before Karl’s, 215 pound 6’ 3” frame. Foo-Foo dressed in only panties and bra looking up at Karl’s muscular body fearful of being beaten by the Black man. Foo-Foo having made promises and exaggerated things that he was already questioned on and confirmed as true. Karl looks down on the pathetic metro sexual white boy noting how perfect his hair is and how unmuscular his body presents itself. If he didn’t know better, he would think the male before him was really a young girl whose tits had not bloomed yet.

Foo-Foo looked at the Black cock he was holding in his hands and swallowed hard. He looked back up at Karl for his instructions. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he closed his eyes he thought as Karl began to talk.

“I want you to start by licking the head and gathering up and swallowing any pre-cum to prepare your mouth.  I am sure you will love the taste of my pre-cum.”

Foo-Foo did as told, his hands shaking lightly but as karl had told him he found the flavor interesting and welcome. Karl walked him through how to give the perfect blow job and soon Karl was ready to cum.

“Foo-Foo I am going to cum soon. You must take and swallow every drop or it’s all been a waste and I will be quite angry with you. Do you understand?”

Foo-Foo’s mouth was full of big hard Black cock and there was no way he could talk and Karl’s hand on the back of his head made sure the cock was not coming out yet. So, Foo-Foo tried to nod his head and mumble that he would do as told.

Foo-Foo’s brain was disengaged as Karl took full control of his head and face fucked the little white boy until huge spurts of cum hit the back of Foo-Foo’s throat choking and gagging him. But Foo-Foo was scared enough to hang in there and swallow Karl’s cum.  Karl had a lot of cum to release and Foo-Foo thought he may never stop cuming. 

When it started to slow down and Foo-Foo got control he felt sort of proud that he had done it and especially that he had lived through it. It was not nearly as bad as he had imagined. And there was something about the cum, the taste and the scent that was captivating him maybe even somewhat controlling him. But instead of wanting to distance himself from Karl’s cock right away he licked it a bit and kissed it like he now accepted it.

“You did good girl for your first time. Really good, I am proud of you.”

Foo-Foo figured there was no sense in making any comments about being called a good girl again. After all if it got him in trouble with Ebony what would happen with Karl? Besides he liked the compliment. He knew it was real and Foo-Foo didn’t get many compliments unless they were forced or fake. 

“Foo-Foo, go to my closet and bring me that box in the back-left hand corner.”

Foo-Foo got up and got the box returning it to Karl.

“Sit”. 

Foo-Foo sat back on Karl’s left leg which Karl had pointed to when he told him to Sit. Karl set the box down on the table beside him and then told Foo-Foo to lay over his other leg with his butt up in the air and head down.

“But Sir I did what you wanted. Why are you going to spank me?”

“There are many reasons to lay over my lap and they don’t all include spanking. I am not going to punish you Foo-Foo because you did give me a very good blowjob I am going to reward you.”

Foo-Foo did not understand how being over his knee could be a reward but he thought it better to wait and see. So, he did as told and held his breath.

Karl rubbed Foo-Foo’s cute little sissy ass and then lowered the back of his panties. He applied some lube to a medium sized Black butt plug and began to work it into Foo-Foo’s ass.

“I am putting a medium sized butt plug in your ass Foo-Foo. This will feel nice to you after it is in for a while.  Once you have worn this one for a while we will insert a bigger one. You can take it out for using the bathroom but keep it in at all other times, Ok Foo-Foo?”

“Yes Sir, but Sir why do I need it, what’s it for or do?”

“Oh, it’s just a nice thing to have in you, you’ll see you will be glad you did after a while.”

Foo-Foo braved his way through the insertion of the Black butt plug then was told to stand and pull up his panties. As he stood there he stared down at Karl’s cock still out of his pants. Karl saw him looking and said, “So did you really like the scent?”

Foo-Foo nodded that he did. 

“Get back down there on your knees a minute. “

Foo-Foo did and Karl took his cock and rubbed the tip of it right under Foo-Foo’s nose leaving a small trail of cum on Foo-Foo’s upper lip.

“There you go Foo-Foo, now leave it there and do not wash it off and you can smell it for a long time.”

Foo-Foo did not know what else to do or say so he said, “thank you Sir.”

“Foo-Foo get two blankets out of my closet, fold one into quarters and put it down on the floor for your bed and the other one you will use to cover with. Sleep near my head so you are available when I want you.”

Foo-Foo did as told wondering what Karl meant by, “being available when I want you?”