Shemale Sisters Ch. 01: Creating a Slut

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So, I have been away for a while. Things have been really busy lately, but now I finally have some time to start some writing again.

I have tried my hand at writing a straight story on forced sex, a couple of lesbian stories and a couple of transsexual stories. I find that I get quite a few hits on the transsexual stories and that I don't get a lot of positive feedback on the lesbian or straight stuff that I do. So I thought I would try to write a new she-male story. This might turn into a series so look out for chapter 2 which I hope will come out soon after this gets published.

NOTE: Thank you to silkstockingslover & Wayne for listening to my ideas and giving me some feedback. I really appreciate it that you can give me the kind of feedback you do. It helps me out a lot.

NOTE: Thank you to Wayne for editing this story for me. A special thank you to silkstockingslover , who gladly helped me out with editing even though she's not a voluntary editor.

NOTE: Although this story takes place in the city of Dubai, there are a lot of things that have been made up for this story.

And now, without further ado, let's start the story.

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It was a dull Friday evening for Karina Kapur. She was just about to walk out of the dullest affair that she had ever been to, thrown by one of the big-wigs of Dubai.

At 26, she was one of the biggest names in the Fashion scene. Along with her sister Karisma, she had started her own label of fancy couture and found herself travelling around the world showcasing their collection. Her youngest sister Priyanka was their photographer who usually took pictures of all the models that did their campaigns.

Tonight, she was alone, both her sisters still on their way back from Prague after a rather tiresome shoot. She thought that it would have been fun to attend a party. But she was so wrong.

Just as she was about to turn to leave, she spotted a rather cute brunette girl standing at the bar. The girl instantly drew Karina's attention. The girl was dressed rather conservatively, considering that she looked like she was only 18 years old. A twitch ran through Karina's privates as she stood there staring at the young girl, like a predator about to jump on her next prey.

Karina whipped her long brunette hair back and walked to the bar.

"Can I get a Vodka Martini please, as dry as you can make it," Karina instructed the bartender.

As if on cue, the girl standing right next to her, turned to face her.

"Oh my god! You're Karina Kapur!" exclaimed the young girl.

"Yes?" replied Karina, trying to be coy.

"I love your work. I have seen all your latest lines in all the fashion magazines!" said the star struck girl.

"Oh, thank you."

"It's really you, isn't it?" asked the girl again, as if to confirm the fact.

"Yes. I am Karina Kapur."

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! I can't believe I am standing next to one of the best designers in the world!" repeated the girl.

Karina knew that it was easy to target young girls like this. It was all too easy. All she had to do was to approach a sweet, innocent and naïve girl like this and the girls would almost always be on the hook.

"And you are?" asked Karina.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Jasmine, Jasmine Walters."

"Oh. And you wouldn't happen to be related to the host of this party, Fredrick Walters would you?" asked Karina.

"Yes, that's my dad."

"You always attend such parties thrown by your dad?" asked Karina.

"I kind of have to. He invites all his friends and their sons and daughters. I have to apparently entertain them and be a nice host," replied Jasmine drearily.

"So, why are you standing here?"

"Because it's dreadful to look after pretentious snobby rich people!"

"You figured you would stand here at the bar, rather than hang out with people your own age?"

"I just came here to get away from everyone and get a drink," said Jasmine.

"A drink? How old are you?" asked Karina, giving the girl a look over. A chance to see her covered body up close.

"I'm 18," replied Jasmine.

Karina's guess was correct. She was 18. And what a hot piece of ass she was. She was almost drooling over the young teen, but she kept her calm and composure.

"You're quite pretty for an 18 year old," complimented Karina.

"Uh-thanks," replied Jasmine.

"You have a nice young body. You could be a model you know," said Karina, as she put her hand on the teen's back.

"Me? A model?" asked Jasmine.

"Yes. Why not? Of course your dress right now is not something a model would wear. Well, at least not one of my models. With some work on your hair and a little more make-up and nice dress, you could very well be a model."

"Are you serious?"

"Jasmine!" came the voice of another woman.

Karina turned around to see a woman in her mid-30's walking towards them.

"Jasmine Anne Walters! What are you doing standing her? Why aren't you entertaining your friends?" asked the woman.

"They're not my friend's mom," Jasmine replied feebly.

Karina smiled internally as she heard the teen's passive reply. This was going to be easy. The girl seemed to be a natural submissive.

"Your daughter was just standing here chatting with me while I grabbed a drink. I'm sorry about that," interjected Karina.

The older woman looked in Karina's direction.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get your daughter into trouble," lied Karina.

Jasmine smiled as Karina lied to cover for her.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know. Um, hi. I am Amanda Walters."

Karina shook the older woman's hand, "Nice to meet you. I'm Karina Kapur."

"Yes. I know. I've bought several of your dresses. I simply adore everything you design," said Amanda.

"Thank you. I can see now where your daughter gets her good looks from," said Karina.

"Thank you," said Amanda as she smiled. "I hope you are enjoying your evening?"

"I did. Thank you for having me here," lied Karina.

"Karina was telling me that I could be a model, mom."

"Really?" asked a surprised Amanda.

"Yes. In fact, I was going to ask her if she would like to model some of my latest creations. I am designing a line for young teens and am looking for a fresh face for the campaign," said Karina.

"Are you serious?" asked Jasmine.

"Yes. Very much so. Of course, we would have to take some test shots of you first to see if you are right for the campaign," replied Karina.

"Mom, can I please, please, please do it? Please?" pleaded Jasmine with her mother.

"I don't know. Our family is very conservative and I don't know what her father would say," said Amanda.

"Well, if you are worried about what she would be wearing, then you don't need to panic. It's just trendy outfits any everyday teen would wear."

"Please mom. Please, can we try it?" pleaded Jasmine.

"Oh, all right," Amanda gave in.

"And you'll talk to dad?" asked Jasmine.

"Yes," her mother replied.

"Excellent. We can take some test shots tomorrow and then probably set up a shoot sometime next week," said Karina.

"Tomorrow? Isn't that too soon?" asked Amanda.

"Well, we want to premier this line soon and we need to get started on the advertising campaigns for this new line. So it has to be fast," replied Karina, making this up as she went along, like she often did.

"Oh, ok," said Amanda.

"Yes. Here's my card. And here's my sister Priyanka's. She is our official photographer and does the shoot for all our models. Her address is on the card. So tomorrow at 12pm?" asked Karina.

"Do I need to bring anything to wear?" asked Jasmine.

"No, we will provide you with something at the studio. You don't need to worry about a thing. Me and my sisters will take care of everything," said Karina, already imagining turning the teen into her fuck-toy and perhaps maybe even her mother.

"Thank you so much!" exclaimed the teen.

"Now, I must take your leave. My sisters arrive shortly from their shoot in Prague," said Karina.

"Bye!" said the excited teen.

Karina smiled and bid them adieu. As she walked away she got an evil smile on her face.

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The next day promptly at 12pm, both Jasmine and her mother arrived at the location on the card. It was a private villa that had the sign Boudoir Studios. As they got out of their car and walked towards the door, they noticed the closed sign.

"Why are they closed?" asked Jasmine.

"I don't know. Maybe we should try the bell?" said her mother.

They rang the bell and stood there for a good few minutes before the door was answered. It was Karina. Dressed in an elegant white top and some jeans, she smiled as she saw the young teen and her mother.

"Hello. Welcome to my sister's studio," greeted Karina.

"Hi. We thought the place was closed because of the sign," said Amanda.

"No. My sister has the closed sign on when we are doing a private shoot," replied Karina.

"Oh, ok," said Amanda.

"So, the star of the shoot. Are you ready for today Jasmine?" asked Karina.

"Yes. I am so excited!" said the teen with glee.

"Do you really think she can do this?" asked Amanda.

"Oh yes. She is the perfect girl me and my sisters are looking for," replied Karina.

"Ok. Well if everything goes well today and you think she's the right girl for you, it will be easier to convince her father," said Amanda.

"We'll see how it goes today and hopefully yes, she will be the perfect fit," said Karina.

Karina guided them inside the villa and showed them around. It was a huge space and was made well. It had multiple rooms that acted as studios and there were pictures of various female models all over the place.

They stopped near a room marked private.

"Jasmine, you need to go down the hall to the door marked Studio 2. Amanda, unfortunately, you will have to wait here in my sister's office. She's very particular about keeping as very few people as possible in the studio."

"Oh. Umm, okay; how long will it take?" asked Amanda.

"Don't worry it won't take too long," replied Karina.

Jasmine looked at her mother and her mother replied, "It's ok sweetie. You go ahead and I'll wait right here for you to get back."

Jasmine proceeded to walk down the hall and looked back and saw her mother chatting away with Karina. She reached the door marked Studio 2 and opened it. Standing inside was a young woman who was busy setting up the place. Just as Jasmine closed the door behind her, the young woman turned around.

"Hi. You must be Jasmine," said the woman.

"Yes. Hi," replied the teen.

"My name is Priyanka and I'm going to be taking your pictures today," said Priyanka.

Jasmine smiled nervously.

Priyanka could see the nervousness on the teen's face.

"It's ok to be nervous. Don't worry about anything. You're going to have a LOT of fun today. I'll just finish setting up. Relax, ok." said Priyanka with a pearly white smile.

Just then the door opened and Karina walked in with her sister Karisma. Jasmine immediately recognized her as they both walked over to her.

"Jasmine, I see you've already met my sister Priyanka who is also our photographer. And this is my sister Karisma," said Karina.

"Oh my god! Karisma Kapur. You're here too?" asked Jasmine.

"Hey. You're cute. I can see why my sister was talking about you so much last night," said Karisma.

"Umm, thanks," said Jasmine, flattered.

Karina moved towards one of the giant cases lying in the room and rummaged around for something. She got out a swim suit and a pair of heels and handed them to Jasmine.

"Ummm, what's this? I thought we were going to take pictures of me wearing your latest outfits?" asked Jasmine innocently.

"This is part of the collection and we want to take some pictures of you wearing this. Then we can do some wardrobe changes and take pictures of some other outfits and we should be done soon," replied Karisma.

"But this looks a little too revealing...." said Jasmine as she held up the bikini.

"Don't worry about a thing. Once you put it on, it will look great. It may look a little revealing but it's the latest trend right now and it will suit you a lot," said Karina.

"Ummm, ok," said Jasmine.

"You can go through that door and change there," said Karisma as she pointed towards a door on the right.

Jasmine quickly went in and changed into the given outfit. She walked out a little nervously as she came into the studio.

"You look amazing," said Karina.

"It really, really suits you. No pun intended," said Karisma as she laughed.

Jasmine smiled and started to feel a little at ease.

"So are you ready?" asked Priyanka.

Jasmine nodded.

"Ok. Here we go. Just act natural and do some poses," said Priyanka.

"Umm... how do you... umm... want me..." said Jasmine nervously.

"Have you ever gone through the fashion magazines?" asked Priyanka.

"Yeah," said Jasmine.

"Who's your favorite mode?" asked Priyanka.

"Heidi Klum," said Jasmine.

"Well, pretend that you are her and just pose like she does in all the magazines," said Priyanka.

"Umm...ok," said Jasmine.

Jasmine began to pose.

"Good. That's good," said Priyanka.

"Excellent. Just like that. More. Be natural. Think of yourself as the sexiest girl ever..." cheered Priyanka.

"Nice," said Priyanka.

"Very good. That's it. You can do it," said Priyanka.

Jasmine began to feel confident now and began to move a little more freely.

"Very sexy. Very sexy," said Priyanka.

"You're doing great Jasmine," said Karina.

Hearing Karina boost her confidence, Jasmine couldn't help but feel really sexy.

"Why don't you come lie down here on the bed," said Priyanka.

Jasmine followed her lead and lay down on the bed.

"Very good, very sexy," said Priyanka.

"Aww shoot. The battery is dead. I'll just go and grab another battery. In the meantime you guys can sit and relax. Jasmine, don't change yet. I want to take a couple of more shots of you in the bikini. I'll be back in a bit," said Priyanka as she walked out.

Jasmine sat up on the bed and smiled awkwardly as Karisma flashed her a rather devious smile. Jasmine didn't know what to make of it but tried to smile back.

"Jasmine, you're doing great. I think that you would do some great work for our campaign," said Karina.

"Thanks. I really appreciate it that you selected me for the campaign," replied Jasmine.

"Oh, did you offer her the job already?" asked Karisma.

"Well, not exactly...." said Karina.

"But you said that I would be the right choice for your campaign," said Jasmine.

"Honey, I said that you are right for it, but I never said that you had the job. I said that we would take some shots and see if it works. If they look good then you have the gig," replied Karina.

"Oh!" said Jasmine, a little deflated after all the excitement.

"Do you really want to be a model Jasmine?" asked Karisma.

"Yes. I think so," replied Jasmine.

"Well, it's a cut throat world out there sweetie and sometimes it's not easy to get work. But we can help you there. Any model who starts working with us almost always ends up getting really good offers," said Karisma.

"That's right," said Karina.

"What do you mean?" asked Jasmine.

Karina moved towards the teen, swaying her hips as she walked.

"Maybe there is something you could do for us that will help us decide," said Karina.

Jasmine began to feel uncomfortable. "Wha-wha-what would I have to do?"

"For starters let's get this bikini off you," said Karisma.

Both Karina and Karisma began to run their hands all over the teen's body.

"Ummm... I don't know about this..." said a scared Jasmine.

"Don't worry about a thing sweetie. Let us take care of you," said Karisma.

Karina removed the bikini top Jasmine was wearing, while Karisma just pulled down the panties aggressively. Both women began to feel, cup and grope the teen. Jasmine began to shiver.

"Please....please stop," protested Jasmine, surprised by the sudden molesting.

"You want us to stop?" asked Karina.

"Yes," said the shivering teen.

Karisma moved her hand down to Jasmine's pussy which was wet already.

"You pussy tells a different story," whispered Karisma into the teen's ears which only made her shiver even more.

"We'll take care of you sweetie. If you take care of us that is," said Karina.

"Wh-wh-what...." muttered Jasmine.

"You will take care of us won't you, baby girl?" asked Karina.

"Y-Y-You mean lick your pussy?" asked the terrified teen.

"Not exactly," said Karina.

"Should we show her sis?" asked Karisma.

"I think we should," replied Karina.

Both women stepped back a little and removed their tops, revealing their breasts. Next they began to slowly unbutton their pants and began to get undressed. But what happened next caught Jasmine by surprise. Instead of 2 pussies coming into view, she was shocked to see two big hard cocks!

"Oh... Oh... Oh my god! Y-Y-You have cocks!" exclaimed the teen, her cunt gushing as she stared at the two biggest cocks she had ever seen.

"You don't miss a thing do you?" chuckled Karisma.

Both Karina and Karisma both moved next to the teen, their cocks almost touching the teens' face.

"Put my cock in your mouth pretty girl," said Karisma.

"Please... I don't want to..." pleaded Jasmine meekly.

"I said suck it slut!" commanded Karisma.

"P...."

Before the teen could utter another plea, Karisma grabbed Jasmine by her hair and shoved her cock down the teen's throat with force.

"If you're not going to suck it, then I'll have to force you to take it" commanded Karisma. She held on to the teen's head for a couple of seconds and then released the teen's head.

Jasmine coughed with drool all over her face as she was roughly released. A couple of seconds later, Karisma grabbed the teens head again and shoved her cock deep inside the teen's mouth again.

"Uh yeah. That's the shit! Suck my fucking cock!" said Karisma. She held onto the teen's head and moved her cock in and out of the teen's mouth. "Put your hands on my sister's cock and start jerking her off, you fucking cunt!"