Swipe Right Ch. 02

If you haven't read part 1, I'd recommend it since that is the start of the transformation, but this story could pretty much stand on its own.

This story contains interracial, dom/sub, t-girls, crossdressing/sissification and bondage.

This story is fantasy. I like to stretch the limits of what's possible, so don't expect pure realism.

For clarity: In my story, a t-girl is someone with a completely female appearance, but with male sex organs (so no hermaphrodites in the story). In my version, they tend to be hornier and have bigger cocks than the average male.

There are also cis males that have been feminized. The main character Sam is part way through that process at the start of this story.

Transformation and identity are big themes, so storytelling can change from first person to third person based on the character's shift in identity.

DISCLAIMER: All of the characters depicted in sexual situations are over the age of 18. Do not practice unprotected or non-consensual sex. This is a fantasy where STDs don't exist.

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STORY NOTE:

In part 1, I mentioned that Sam is 5'10". I'd like to retcon that and make him shorter at around 5'6". I know it's sloppy, but I just think it fits the story better.

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The delivery room was hectic as the doctors scrambled to help my fiancé. She held my hand with a death grip that made me want to cry out. I was so proud and in love with her as she went through the greatest struggle of her life to start our new family.

After my time with Sasha, I never in a million years thought my life would end up this way...

28 MONTHS AGO

I felt Sasha's nails dig painfully into both ass cheeks as she yanked me back and forth. I knew she was especially frisky today by the way she growled and gasped, while slam fucking the shit out of me. Her powerful body shook my whole World with each thrust. I looked in the mirror and saw the most gorgeous black amazon on the planet shut her eyes in ecstasy as she fucked an unworthy sissy white slave.

I marveled at the sight of her large, firm ass shaking with each hard thrust. The incredibly tall, black t-girl easily overshadowed the diminutive white boy beneath her. Even if I wanted to stop her, I'd be powerless. She loved to demonstrate how pathetically out-muscled I am. I hated the shame of it, but was addicted to the sexual high it gave me.

Sasha was moaning so loud that she couldn't even talk dirty and humiliate me.

So, I did it for her "Ohh my fucking GOD, Daddy! You fuck my boi pussy so deep! You make me such a happy girl." I started thrusting back on her cock as she thrust forward. I did it harder and harder each time. Then I felt Sasha grip my long, blonde hair back painfully with one hand. The other hand gave me a rare treat. Her hand snaked around to grip my cock. She stopped it from flapping around and started stroking it without slowing down her fucking.

I shut my eyes and groaned; trying not to cum too fast. I lost control and shouted out "Oh Jesus Fuck, Daddy! I want you to cum inside me and knock me up. Knock up my boi cunt!" We both cried out and my tiny load of cum hit the sheets. Her load gushed deep inside of me and gushed out around the tight seal that my asshole made around her big, black shecock.

Sasha's heavy body slumped onto my back and we both took a minute to relax from our fucking. I slowly felt her cock skrink and pull out. She wrapped her arm around me and I cuddled into my t-girl mistress.

She kissed my head "Mmmmm baby, that was fantastic. Sometimes, I wish I could really get you pregnant." She giggled. This was about as romantic as we got and I lived for these moments.

"Thank you, Daddy. You're ALWAYS amazing." I cuddled my head against her chest. Down below, my hand started gently stroking her black cock back to life.

"Damn Girl... You already want more?" Sasha chuckled and nibbled on my neck.

"I know you got more for me." I turned and looked deep into her eyes.

She held my gaze and kissed me gently. She moved me under her and I spread my legs for her. She got into the missionary position. I started to stroke her foot-long cock with both hands and plugged it right back into my leaky ass. She buried herself all the way and kissed me passionately. She mostly fucked me like a piece of meat, but this time we were truly making love. She kept kissing me and slowly sawing in and out of me.

I felt so loved for the night, but I thought back to what I said earlier. Sasha liked the occasional talk about 'knocking me up.' It was silly, but turned us both on. It got me to thinking about having a family and kids. As great and simultaneously terrible as Sasha was, she could never give me a family.

It put a little bit of a damper on things, but didn't stop me from having sex with her three more times that night. It was definitely one of my favorite nights with Sasha, but deep down felt like the beginning of the end.

Being passed out from exhaustion kept me from waking up before Sasha, so I received a rude awakening.

"Bitch, why aren't you up yet?! Who's going to make my breakfast?!" My angry Goddess roared.

I woke up startled "Oh shit. sorry."

When I opened my eyes, she was already dressed in a suit for work "I'll have to punish you later, but you still have one job to do before I Leave." She lifted her skirt to show her bulging panties.

Instinctively, I crawled to her, pulled her panties down and started swallowing her cock down my throat. It certainly was one of my more half-hearted attempts. I was still waking up.

Before I knew it, she pulled out and cock slapped me awake "Nothing more useless than a slut that can't take a proper dicking! I'll deal with you later." I felt the venom in her words and watched her walk away. I knew I was in trouble, but decided to enjoy getting back to sleep.

I woke up hours later feeling like Hell. My body was sore and it was a struggle getting out of bed. In the early days it would be impossible, but I've grown accustomed to Sasha's harsh treatment. I started doing my chores in hopes of appeasing my angry Amazon.

A text from Sasha popped up on my phone 'Lucky you. It turns out I have a date tonight, so I won't have time to hand out punishments. Prepare dinner for two.'

I pumped my fist "Thank God."

Another text popped up 'It better be great or you'll be in even deeper shit.'

Out of the fire and into the frying pan. I had to focus and work fast to get things ready. Luckily, I kept things pre-made for short notice dinner dates. It was weird, but I always rooted for Sasha to succeed in cheating on me (if you counted what we had as a relationship). I obviously had a taste for some humiliation, but it also proved that I wasn't the only one that found her irresistible. I wasn't crazy for being attracted to her.

I was in the middle of stirring something when the doorbell rang. A wave of panic hit me, but then I remembered that Sasha didn't need to ring the doorbell. My heart pounded as I answered the door. I hated getting the mail man and letting him see the state I was in.

I opened the door and there stood Sasha's dinner date way ahead of schedule. A mop of bright red hair was the first thing to catch my attention. Next was her pale skin, soft sky-blue eyes and pink lips. She stood about 5'5" and was cute as a button. I have to say I was smitten and completely forgot what I was wearing.

She looked at me and her eyes went wide in shock, before she smiled "You must be 'Samantha'. I didn't believe her when she said she had a ... you ... around."

I blushed deep red. I wore a frilly white apron. Under it I had nothing on besides a black skirt and heels, just in case Sasha came home unexpectedly. She liked me with long, girly hair and feminine clothing below the waist.

This was the part I hated most. Just about every date Sasha had took the opportunity to insult and make fun of me. It was one thing for Sasha to do it, but strangers doing it was another. I braced for the inevitable.

"That is so friggin'..." She trailed off.

I was thinking she'd say 'pathetic', 'sad' or 'gross'.

"Awesome!" She smiled exuberantly.

I crooked an eyebrow, surprised at the reaction.

"I'm a submissive obviously, and I thought I was adventurous. It's impressive that you're open minded enough to let an Alpha reshape you in such a fundamental way. You're truly living the lifestyle!" The girl's smile and optimism was infectious.

I looked at the clock on the wall "You do know you're early, right? Sasha won't be home until later."

"I wasn't supposed to be here at 8?" She looked embarrassed.

"I was told 9." I informed her.

"Oh... shoot. Oh well, maybe I can hang around here a bit. My name is Megan by the way." She extended her hand.

It was nice to be treated like a person, so I shook her hand. I let her sit in the kitchen, while I finished preparing dinner. I shot Sasha a text saying 'Guest arrived early, Ma'am. Entertaining until you arrive.", but never got a response.

I poured her a glass of wine and she peppered me with questions. She seemed legitimately fascinated with my journey from normal straight man to Sasha's feminized fuck slave. I ended up telling her most of my story and she never gave me a hint of slut shaming (Yes, as a male, I've become quite familiar with that feeling).

Megan also started talking about her past experiences. So far, she's always led a vanilla relationship on the outside, but was kinky in the bedroom. She said she always enjoyed rough sex and each relationship just got deeper into S&M. Currently, she was playing with the idea of going into lifestyle S&M.

"Have you ever been with any black people?" I asked.

"Actually, no I haven't." She answered.

"You should mention that to her. She'll love it." I advised her.

Megan honestly seemed like the perfect girl for me in a pre-Sasha World. She wore a pink tank top that contrasted nice with her ivory-colored skin. Her breasts were very large for her frame and bounced slightly with her movements. She wore a mid-thigh length skirt.

Sasha was even later than expected, so I sat with Megan. We both told stories and laughed over some wine. The front door opening and shutting made me jump to my feet and I stood more or less at attention like a servant.

Sasha strode in, still wearing her suit from work "I was held up at work. I hope my little boi servant didn't weird you out." Sasha looked at her newest prey, her unusual green eyes piercing through her; assessing her from the start.

Megan stood up politely "Pleased to meet you, Ma'am. Samantha was a delight."

Sasha's eyes darted to me and I kept my face downcast. She nodded "Good. Let me put on something more comfortable."

Sasha left the room and Megan gave me a wink as if to say 'I got your back, I won't get you in trouble.' Most of Sasha's guests enjoyed getting me in trouble and participating in the punishment.

Sasha returned wearing a loose blouse and I waited on the table. Whenever I wasn't needed, I stood to the side and waited.

Megan looked like the nervous one just like most of Sasha's dates. Sasha was cool and carried a wry smile as she carried on with the girl. She was clearly the interviewer and Megan wanted to impress. She lifted her empty glass and I jumped to refill it. Sasha's long legs moved and her foot started rubbing up along Megan's calf "More wine, love?" Sasha asked.

Megan nodded and I refilled her glass and she said "Thank you"

Sasha snickered a little "Samantha here doesn't need please and thank yous. Isn't that right, girl?"

"No, Ma'am." I responded instinctively.

Megan looked a little turned on "Ma'am, you have him, I mean her, so well trained. I don't think I've met an Alpha with such skill before." She spread her legs slowly as Sasha's foot explored. Her toes moved between her legs and Sasha smiled as she felt no panties to obstruct her.

"I suspect you just haven't met a real dominant yet. Just little boys and girls playing at it." Sasha shot me a look to remind me of how I was before meeting her.

Megan struggled not to moan as Sasha played with her pussy from across the table.

"Excellent dinner Samantha. My guest seems speechless." She snickered at her bad joke and removed her foot from her pussy "By the way, someone didn't worship my feet after getting back from work." Sasha wiggled her wet toes at me.

Without thinking I dropped to my knees. I didn't think about it making Megan uncomfortable. I just did as I was trained. I started massaging the sole of her foot and sucked on each of her toes. In the back of my mind, I thought 'Ha! I got to taste Megan first!' I clung to small victories in this life.

I moved to the other foot, but Sasha waved me off; clearly satisfied with my show of devotion and eager to move on. She stood up and towered over the small redhead. She looked down on her and extended her hand. Megan sat hypnotized by her stature, looked into her eyes in awe and took her hand. The pair couldn't look more different. Sasha's black skin contrasted well with the pearly white redhead and she led her to the bedroom. She put her hand on the door, smiled at me and kept the door open.

I was tempted to watch, but did not want to creep Megan out. I got a glimpse of them kissing and making out, before cleaning up after dinner. Periodically, I'd pass by the doorway to sneak another peak. I saw Sasha's mouth slurping in one of Megan's nipples. I saw Sasha smile as she shoved her massive black girl cock down Megan's throat, forcing her to choke and struggle involuntarily. I lingered too long and Sasha made eye contact. She beckoned me over and mouthed the words 'watch this' as if showing off.

She pulled out her long, thick cock and Megan gasped for air, but Sasha quickly grabbed her by the throat "You want this nigger dick, Cunt?! You won't be the same after!" She growled and slapped the shit out of her face with her black shaft.

Megan's pretty face was covered in sweat and drool. She looked disoriented and out of breath, but didn't hesitate once she had the ability to speak again "Yes, Ma'am!" She took a few breaths "I've never had black cock." She panted and spread her legs "Change me."

Sasha was so skilled that she didn't need her hands. Each one grabbed one of Megan's big Irish tits and Sasha just guided her hips to line her cock up perfectly. She eased in to yet another notch on her bedpost.

I watched Sasha's beautiful ass slowly move forward, invading Megan's white body. Megan's eyes rolled back in her skull and she could barely focus, but eventually locked eyes with me as Sasha went to town. I couldn't help but envy my mistress. Wishing I could have such an effect on such a beautiful, sweet girl.

Sasha gripped her tits roughly and built up to a powerful rhythm. "You can leave us and shut the door, Bitch." She directed at me.

"Yes, Ma'am" I obeyed and shut the door.

I listened to the roaring sounds of passion and lust throughout our home. I started doing the dishes, but couldn't help but take a break to jerk off. The sights and sounds having a great effect on me.

I slept on the couch and set my alarm to get up early. I often had to clean up the morning after or usher the girl out of our house.

When I walked in to the bedroom, Megan was passed out, covered in sticky cum and had both wrists chained and suspended in the air; her back resting on the headboard. I wanted to help her, but I had my duty to Sasha. Sasha ALWAYS came first.

Sasha slept soundly sprawled out on the bed. I got between her legs and lifted up her soft shecock. I lapped at her huge balls gently. Once again, I got to taste Megan off of one of Sasha's body parts. This time it was mixed with Sasha's strong tasting cum. The combination was a perfect mix of masculine and feminine. I lapped at her big round balls and licked them clean. Then I moved to the shaft and ran my tongue up and down the length. As time progressed, the harder/longer she got meant the more runway my tongue had to travel. When she got to full hardness, I massaged her gently with both hands and held the head to my lips. I took a breath and opened wide to engulf the head and deepthroat my Goddess.

Through never-ending practice, I had my technique down. I took her all the way down over and over. Both hands worked to jerk her off when she wasn't down my throat, or rubbing her balls. I lost myself in the act, until I had a feeling I was being watched. My eyes moved to see Megan watching the whole thing. I froze like a deer in the headlights and a moment later I felt Sasha shoot her thick load in my throat. The unexpected discharge almost made me choke, but I got my gag reflex under control and started swallowing blast after blast.

I was down to my last mouthful when I noticed that Sasha was still asleep. I got so excited! She told me I'd never be able to get her off in her sleep. It was silly, but made me feel accomplished. I gently shook Sasha awake. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and saw me proudly displaying her load in my mouth over her deflated cock. It took her a second to realize what happened, but then she got equally excited.

"Holy shit, Great job!" She got her phone to take a picture and record me swallowing. Like a dog with a treat on its nose, I waited for the command. The recording had me with my mouth full of gooey, white liquid "Ok Samantha, Swallow!". I looked at the camera, closed my mouth, *GULP* and Opened my mouth to stick out my tongue.

Sasha sat up and gave me a nice, long kiss. "You proved me wrong." She let me cuddle up against her tits and I just enjoyed the feel of them pressed against me. "I'll make my own breakfast. You can relax today and just get her out of here. When I get home, I might reward you more." She winked and kissed me again. She stood up and went to shower.

I moved to unchain Megan. She groaned and stretched her arms "Oh my God... I can't believe I slept like that." She sat up without bothering to cover up her tits from my view "How can you handle all that??" She seemed exasperated.

"It takes a lot of getting used to." I answered

"I thought I'd die of multiple orgasms. Holy shit, that was incredible." She gasped and plopped back on the pillows. The image of her was so different from the sweet girl I met yesterday. She looked like she just got through a gangbang. Her hands slowly caressed her own body and felt all the sticky cum that covered her skin. Her lipstick smeared obscenely and her eyes were wide open, still high off pleasure. Suddenly she looked at me "Wanna suck on my titties?"

My jaw dropped and a wave of panic washed over me. 'What if it's a trap and she tells on me to Sasha? What if we get caught?... Is she nuts?' I thought to myself. I looked in her eyes, and something just told me that she was sincere. I found some courage to be a man and nodded my head.

She smiled and turned towards me to display her big white tits with small pink nipples. They looked gorgeous and I just started to lick and suck on them.

She cooed "mmmm My boobs are so sensitive." I saw her hand move between her legs and she started gently rubbing her pussy. She worked to get one last orgasm before leaving the house and the sounds were beautiful. I got hard as I lapped Sasha's cum off her tits and gently bit her nipples. I couldn't resist and took the liberty to jerk off. We both masturbated quickly under the threat of getting caught. She gripped the sheets and let out an orgasmic whine and I soon followed; shooting a few drops on her legs. It certainly wasn't her best orgasm of the visit, but she enjoyed one last bit of fun. She smiled at me as we made ourselves presentable.

I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard the bathroom door open and shut. I tried to look normal (as normal as my life got at that point).

Sasha came in wearing nothing but a towel. She looked at Megan trying to get herself together "Your turn to shower, Snow bunny."