Dance of Lust

I was then forced to the bathroom where the shemales stripped themselves and me completely and turned on the shower. I then had my hands tied to the ceiling and had every inch of bodily hair shaved - even between my ass cheeks. All the while one of the shemales was sucking my cock relentlessly. Whenever I asked what was going on and what they were going to happen to me, they just giggled and said, "You'll see..."

When that job was done, the shemales forced me into the bedroom where they had clothes laid out - female hosiery.

I finally realized what was going on. "No! I will n-"

"Shhh," Brenna said, "A good shemale does not scream and yell. You will accept your fate whether you like it or not. Besides, once we're done with you here, you'll be hotter as a girl than you ever were as a guy."

I couldn't continue protesting, for Adelle had clamped her hand over my mouth. Well, this can't be so bad, I thought. It'll likely be over before I know it. Besides, every teenage boy has fantasized about wearing those silky stockings and being dressed up by their sister, right? And this is even better than my sister: it's the two hottest girls - I mean, shemales - in school! If I'm being forced to, I might as well enjoy this fantasy come to life.

Of course, I didn't show my excitement, in order to keep what little dignity I had left.

That didn't last long, however. The shemales "forced" me to put on the panties, bra, and garter belt. I went especially slow as I pulled the smooth, opaque-white stockings over my hairless legs, enjoying every second of the sexual pleasure it gave me. All the while, the girls were applying lipstick, blush, and mascara to my face.

Next, the girls escaped to the walk-in closet, where they rummaged around and pulled out a very small red dress with fuzzy-white trimmings. "This will make you look just like Santa's Little Helper," Adelle cooed as Brenna giggled. The dress came on, along with red sequined pumps. Brenna reached inside the front of the dress and applied silicone breasts, which she - and I - fingered for a while before applying a blonde wig and a Santa hat. I finally gained access to a mirror to see the results.