The Seduction - Part 7 (Halloween part 1)
Elly asked me to come over early Halloween morning to get ready. I didn't know why she wanted me so early, when we were going out at night, but was sure I'd have the chance to push her down on all fours and take her, and imagined as I told her how she was my little slut to do with as I pleased.
It had been a crazy few months, but one theme had come out of the relationship - we both liked control, and we both liked to be controled at times.
As she opened the door to her apartment, I pushed it open, closed it quickly and pinned her against the wall. Our mouths found eachother, our hands roaming bodis for zippers and buttons, discarding outer clothes quickly. Her mouth went to my nipples, sucking and biting at them through the lace of the brown bra she had given me a few days ago, and our hands simulataneous ran down eachother's backsides, finding matching butt plugs and pressing against them.
I pulled back Elly's head by her hair and roughly kissed her mouth before walking our bodies slowly into the apartment. When her legs hit the back of her easy chair, I turned her around and bent her over it. Pulling down the front of the pantyhose I had on, I freed my raging hardon with one hand and with the other, slowly removed Elly's butt plug. Her ass prepared for me, I put the head of my cock against the oepning and slid in easy as she gasped.
Reaching around, my hands found her breasts and pulled her back against me, my fingers pinching at her erect nipples. I pumped into her quickly, each trust faster and harder as her moans grew louder. Suddenly, her ass clenched around me, and I thrust one more time, pulsing with her, my come filling her as we both came.
As we recovered, me still leaning in against her, Elly turned her head back towards me. "Well, good morning to you, too, lover," she said coyly.
She led me into the bedroom, pausing outside the doorway. "From here on out for the day, you've agreed to listen to me. So, now, strip, and join me inside."
I entered her room naked, aside from the plug still in me, and looked around. She had a whole set of clothes, toys, and other items I didn't recognize laying on the bed. She pointed to the bathroom. "First, we need to do some prep." she said. I giggled with her.
Elly had me lay in the tub and brought out a can of what looked like shaving cream and a tool with a string on it. Some sort of bladeless razor system. Starting with my legs, she began to clear me of hair. My legs tingled as she worked up, rinsing with the showerhead as she went. Then went the underams and chest. Then she told me to get on all fours. Working slowly and carefully, she shaved my balls, then removed the plug and did around my ass. After rinsing me again, she took out a regular razor and carefully shaped my pubes until I just had a little strip above my now hard cock.
Leaking a bit already, Elly bent down and licked once across the tip, savoring my precum before instructing me to get up and come into the bedroom. "I might not have another chance for a little while," she said mysteriously and, going to her knees, engulfed me in her warm mouth. Expertly working me, she stopped for a moment to grab something from the bed, which I recognized as a new, slightly larger, buttplug.
Repeating her traditional method for lube, she slid the plug into her wet mound, working it back and forth as she licked and sucked my cock. Sensing I was almost ready, she took the slick plug and rested it against my hole, sliding it in slowly, fucking me with it in time with her mouth going back and forth on my cock. As I began to come, she slid it fully into me and I cried out in pleasure as my ass clamped down around it and my cock unloaded over Elly's supple lips.
Elly grabbed something else from the bed, that looked a bit like a jock, but when she held it out for me to step into, I noticed was flesh colored and looked like it had a pussy on the front. She explained it was latex, and a new kind of 'gaff' to hold my cock, which was now more flaccid from coming.
As she pulled it up towards my waist, she showed me a channel that my cock would slip into, and pockets that held my balls. "But what if I have to take a piss?" I asked bluntly as she tucked me in and pulled it. It was tight - the latex holding me firmly.
"It has a tube at the end of the hole, that will come out here," she said. Running a finger up the middle, her finger actually slid between two false pussy lips! "And the stretchy latex will let you get hard, plus there's this," and she slid two fingers into the pussy. I could feel her fingers through the material against my cock. I actually had a pussy that could be fucked!
Looking across at the mirror on her dressing table, I was stunned. "I look like a flat chested girl." My mouth hung open. From the waist down, I looked like a woman with a well manicured mound.
"Well, that's what I'll take care of next," was all she responded.
I was still staring at my pussy, and had brought a hand up to run along it when Elly came back, playfully slapped my hand away and held up something towards my chest. "You men always say you'd never leave the house if you had a pair. Luckily for me, you agreed to do what I said today," she laughed. She had two fake breasts that she pressed against my skin, and I could feel them sucking against my skin and nipples. She stood there for a moment, looking like she was feeling me up, explaining that the adhesive needed a moment to set.
When she pulled her hands away, the C-cup breasts hung there, and I could feel the sensation of the weight pulling against my nipples, slightly uncomfortably. Looking at myself in the mirror, from the neck down, I looked like a well-formed woman. My stare was broken by a sheet going over the mirror.
"Now, no more peeking!" Elly laughed again. "Not until you're all done. But I thought you'd like to see at least that much."
"I - I just can't believe it." I mumbled. She smiled at me and kissed me. I felt her breasts press against mine and she shuddered a little. Then, she guided me to sit down on the bed.
I sat numbly on the bed, already a bit overwelmed by the transformation that had just happened in what seemed like minutes. Looking at the clock, I notice a couple hours had already gone by and I put my face in my hands. Elly sat next to me, putting her arm around my shoulder. "Are you ok?" she asked sincerely.
Taking a deep breath, I felt the weight of my breasts lift on my chest and sat for a moment more before nodding slowly. I wasn't sure if I could talk yet.
"Are you sure? I want this to be fun, for both of us. I know it must be a lot." She continued.
"Yeah," I said, finding my voice. "I'm ok." I paused. "Ok," I looked into her eyes, "Let's keep going." Elly's eyes lit up and she smiled, giving me a warm peck on the lips and stood up.
I was in for a penny, in for a pound, and she had me stand as well, grabbing what looked like a thick garter belt. "A waist corset," she said, looking at me. Lifting my arms for her, I felt my breasts lift again and smiled grinned back at her. "These move a lot, eh?" I joked to her and we both laughed.
"Yeah, now you know how I feel!"
Elly put the waist corset on me, cinching it, making what flesh I had around my stomach move down more to the hip area, and noticebly giving me an hourglass shape.
Next, Elly sat me in a chair across from her as she pulled out her makeup. First, she did my toes in a hot red nailpolish. She causually explained each item as she put them on me - base, blush, eyeliner and so on. A glance at the clock and we both saw that another couple of hours ticked by.
"It's taking quite awahile to make me beautiful, eh? I must be one ugly man." I joked.
"Oh, you're a fucking hot piece of male meat, baby. Don't you doubt it. *That's* what's taking so long!" she laughed back at me.
When she began to roll the thigh highs up my shaved legs to attach to the garters, I shivered, can't believing the pleasurable feeling they had against my skin and I felt myself harden, my cock extending along the tunnel it was in, but not showing at all beneath my new pussy. It was all very surreal.
She finsihed with a lacy bra and thong panties that rested between my cheeks, reminding me of the large plug there. Standing looking at me, she had me twirl for her as she whistled and under her breath, she half-moaned "Hot."
Next, she took out a package that turned out to be press-on nails. Carefully applying one to each finger, she them covered them with the same hot red nailpolish she had put on my toes. Finally, she took out a box and opening it, I saw it was a wig, a dark brown with red highlights. She got it in place and secured it, testing a pull to make sure it staying place.
"Ok, I've decide on footwear, but have a couple outfits for you to try." Elly took out another box and revealed thigh-high shiny leather boots in black. The heels were silver spkies that were 5 inches high. She slipped them over my feet and slowly zipped them up my legs. Closing tightly around my calves, then around my thighs, they were skin-tight.
I stood shakily at first and Elly had me walk in them to get used to them. I was more than thankful that she had me work up this, practicing in heels over the past weeks. I would have never been able to move if I hadn't. She clapped as I walked back and forth, my hips swaying a bit more with each stride as the plug in me was larger than I had ever taken before. I was incredibly turned on as my breasts swayed, pulling on my nipples, the hose caressed my bare legs, and the long hair of the wig bounced along my bare shoulders and back. Seeing Elly's puffed pussy glistening did it for me and I stopped in front of her, squatted down and let my tongue lap over her.
Elly's fingers went into the hair of the wig - my hair, and chided "Now watch your makeup," as she gasped at the touch og my lips on her clit. I ran my nails over her ass and she shuddered, pressed me harder into her crotch and came, bucking hard against me.
Fixing my makeup, she then had me try on a few different outfits before we settled on one. The prom dress/bridesmaid dress was passed up, as was the slutty school girl outfit ("I can't have all the guys trying to pull you into the bathroom for a quickie"). We settled on a low-cut top and a tight denim skirt that can down to just above my knees. I could feel how it restricted my stride, which was somewhat of a blessing - I wouldn't want to forget and wipe out because of the high heels I was wearing. I'd have to make sure to walk carefully.
The low cut top should off my breasts - you couldn't tell the different between them and where my skin was once she applied some extra makeup. I was ready. She took down the sheet from the mirror and a woman I didn't know - and would probably hit on at any bar - stood in front of me.
"Pactice a bit more," Elly said in my ear, giving me another kiss and spanking my ass. "Time for me to get ready. I barely heard her.