Ornament (Patreon)

Story by : Lucky-luci ! 
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“So, after I wear this, my debt is paid?” Mark asked his girlfriend, happy to finally repay all the money he owed her from various shopping trips and steam summer sales. In response, his girlfriend threw him a pair of nylon white tights, watching them land on the floor. Mark picked up the white stockings and slid them up his newly shaven legs, shuddering as he was unfamiliar with the silky material. Once he pulled them up to his crotch, he found his dick slid neatly into a pocket made for him, the tip of his member poking up through a hole in the white semi-transparent material.

Once his girlfriend was sure the tights were on securely, she passed Mark a bright pink leotard. Mark reluctantly put this on himself, too, finding out that there was a hole in the crotch for his now brilliant white member to slip in, and once it was in, his testicles were hugged by the bottom of the leotard, creating a lovely white and pink contrast. With the leotard now snugly fit around him, Mark's girlfriend then pulled out two pink flat ballet shoes and helped Mark slip them on, making sure the ribbons were tied tightly around his ankles.

When his girlfriend was happy, she pulled Mark over to her vanity mirror and sat him down, allowing him to watch as she carefully covered his face with makeup, making him look as girly as possible. Once satisfied, she grabbed a hot pink wig and placed it onto his head, ensuring it fit snugly.

“Take a look, Mark, ” His girlfriend moved out of the way, allowing Mark to look upon himself and see just how feminine he became.”Now, just one final addition, and you will be ready to go.” With that, Mark’s girlfriend turned around, picked up a spray bottle, and returned to him. Before he could react, Mark’s girlfriend quickly sprayed the bottle into his face, and almost instantly, Mark’s head hung as he went to sleep.

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“mm- MMhnph nph phhnph? Mmph mm nnph!” Mark tried to speak as he watched his girlfriend secure his wrist to the golden ring he was now in, with his left leg raised high. Mark struggled to pull on the gag that was placed inside his mouth, preventing him from calling out or saying anything meaningful.

“Oh, shut up, will you?” His girlfriend coldly responded as she finished screwing in Mark's last restraint. “My friend has a party soon, and you will be the chandelier. Don’t worry; you won’t get bored up there.” With that, she flicked a switch, and Mark slowly felt a rhythmic thrust going in and out of his ass. Teasing him with every piston. “And don’t worry about food either,” Mark's girlfriend giggled, “you will take care of that yourself.” Mark's girlfriend pointed at the tube going from the head of his penis into the opening of his mouth. “Now, the party starts at 9, and currently, it is… 3, so we better put you on a trolly and get you moving; it is a 5-mile walk, after all…”