Sissy Curse

Sissy Curse

By Princess_Lil

A flash of passion, warmth, soft skin rubbing soft skin. The smell of Lilah’s mint shampoo and some girly perfume the femboy wore mingling under the blankets. A night of singular passion and decadence as their legs intertwined, as Lilah teased the femboy for her small prick, and finally the feeling of him trying so hard to please her before he came and snuggled up between her breasts with a dopey grin on his face.

…

Lilah stretched as she started to wake up. What a great night! And an even greater sleep! She rolled slightly onto her side before she squeaked and pulled back. Looking down her body, she stared at the large tent of blanket right over her crotch.

“...what…?”

The person next to her stirred. A toned bunnybabe with tanned skin, blonde hair, and white ears. That definitely wasn’t the cute pink eared femboy that was in her bed last night! What was going on!?

“Mm… damn, you woke up before me,” the bunnygirl said in a husky voice. Clearly a bit of a butch, and the look in her eyes showed a gleam of dominance that definitely wasn’t there last night. “Was hoping I could prepare myself for something to say, but…” The bunny reached down and gently flicked Lilah’s new cock, sending Lilah squealing and trying to pull away. “Too late, huh?”

“What is this!?” The half-elf drew her legs up to try and protect herself, but the dick pressing against her thighs refused to calm down. It was way too big! And hard! And weird!

“Look, hate to break it to you like this, but uh, that’s yours now. See, I was cursed--”

“Cursed?” she squeaked.

“Yeah, cursed. Whatever. I picked up some chick from a club. She was hot as fuck, saw her packing and decided why not, you know?”

“Uhm…?” Lilah stared at the bunny. “Who are you?”

The bunny girl rolled her eyes. “Eh? I’m Sam. Or. Well. Sammi, as I guess I was calling myself.”

Lilah wrinkled her nose. “Are you saying that you were, like, transformed?”

“Atta girl. See, you’re clever, you won’t have any problem with this.”

“Problem with having a dick!? I don’t want a dick! It’s weird! And it won’t calm down! And I feel like I need to do something about it!” Lilah panicked to the best of her ability. Her natural optimism and cheerfulness had a hint of excitement to it though. She never really wanted a dick, but now that she had one, she was thinking of fun things to do with it! She’d never gotten a footjob! And as a footslut, that was something she was eager to try!

“Yeah, it’s difficult. Uh, look, okay, let me try to explain this as best I can.”

“Why did you do this to me anyways!? And how?” Lilah huffed.

“Did this to yo--whoa, hey, I remember last night. I tried to, like, wriggle away from you several times cause I thought you were super cute! I even tried to avoid fucking you when we got back here, but you were insistant and teasing me and sort of just pounced me! ...not that I mind, but you were way, way, way eager! I was even trying to explain it last night when you shoved a sock in my mouth!”

Lilah stared with a blank expression. She was in a weird mood last night. Seeing such a cute little femboy running around with such a desperate expression… Even a subby slut like her had to flex a dominant muscle every once in a while!

“Look--it’s no big deal. Just, you know, the more you orgasm, the more you’re gonna turn into a sissy.”

“...what?” Lilah blinked several times.

“Ah, come on, I know you’re smarter than that. Just for twenty-four hours. If you orgasm, you’re gonna turn more and more into a little sissy femboy. You’re gonna get smaller, weaker, more feminine, more submissive, and, well, your dick is gonna shrink.”

“...so I just need to cum until--”

“No-no-no-no! Don’t do that!” Sam laughed. “Too small, and you won’t be able to pass it off to anyone. Only way to pass it off is, you know, some good ol’ fashion penis in vagina sexing.”

Lilah tilted her head. “...seriously…?”

“Yeah. I know the challenge doesn’t seem like much, but uh… that thing will stay hard until you cum. And, yeah. Just. You’re gonna get hornier and hornier. But it’s just twenty-four hours! After that, just fuck some lady who wants a dick for a bit and there you go. Passed it on and don’t have to worry about it again!”

Lilah pouted. “This is a joke, right? Like, this seriously can’t be happening! It doesn’t even make sense!” Lilah shook her head. “Who would even make this curse to begin with!?”

“I dunno,” Sam shrugged as she stood up. “You mind if I borrow some of your clothes? The stuff I brought last night isn’t gonna fit me. You might wanna keep them though, you know, just in case.”

“Mm. I suppooooose.” Lilah pouted. “So what am I supposed to do? Just sit in my room for a day?”

“I mean. Maybe. I tried that. I ended up masturbating three times after I sort of got too bored. So. Might be better if you try to solve it. Or find some kinky bitch to lock you up.”

Lilah’s eyes gleamed. “Oh! I know a lady like that!”

“Well, there you go. A plan.”

“...uhm… but can I have some help getting it to go down? Do I have to think of something or…”

Sam glanced back toward Lilah’s pitiful face and sighed. “Ah. Yeah. Sure. Thinking about things won’t work. Best to just… get it over with and try to get a satisfying one to keep you happy.” Sam yanked the blanket off Lilah and raised an eyebrow at the impressive member hanging between her legs. “Damn… you started off big.”

“...is that good?” Lilah asked as she poked at the thing and drew her hand back as it twitched!

“Uh. Well. Given that you’re already kinda feminine. I dunno. I mean. I started like this with something more average and ended up… you know. Like that. Just. Right. Whatever.” Sam spread Lilah’s legs apart with her elbows and licked from Lilah’s new silky smooth sack all the way up her cock before kissing the head of it.

Lilah twitched. Her face contorted. She felt something wanting to gush out already. W-what? No build up? Hnnff… She tried to keep it in as best she could, but those pillowy lips! That tongue!

It twitched and almost pulsated. Lilah’s eyes rolled. Her mouth dropped open. Her tongue slightly stuck out in the dumbest o-face she’d ever made as she shot a huge load into Sam’s mouth after just the briefest bit of teasing.

Sam sputtered and pulled back, dropping most of the cum right onto the sheets of the bed and looking a bit surprised. “Holy shit, sensitive trigger.”

“Ahghnn…. Ah… s-sorry…” Lilah squeaked. As her new prick squirted out a few more fluids, she felt a strange warmth through her entire body. She could feel her dick softening, and with it, she felt her skin changing. The half-elf’s little blemishes here and there slowly disappearing as her skin became absolutely radiant.

“Jesus, you already taste like candy. Surprised you’re not cumming glitter already,” Sam laughed as she wiped some cum off her skin. “Alright. Look babe. That’ll last you a bit, okay? Just… go find that lady who’ll lock you up or whatever. And try not to… you know. Think about it too much, okay? I’m gonna get out of here. Longer I stick around, you’re just gonna not be able to resist.”

“Okaaaay~” Lilah cooed.

“Oh. Yeah. And it has some pretty out there mental changes too. Remember. Pace yourself. You look like you have a decent amount in you at least.”

Sam shook her head as she picked up Lilah’s clothes from the previous night and slipped them on. She gave one last look at the near catanoic half-elf before she just sighed and left the room.

When the door shut, Lilah snapped back to attention. She looked down at the mess she made and frowned. “Hrm…” She wrinkled her nose at the sight and wandered over to her wardrobe.

She took a couple of seconds to pack up Sam’s clothes from last night -- just in case, right? -- the cute little pink miniskirt, latex panties, tube-top, and platform heels were a bit gaudy, but hey. She totally wasn’t going to need them!

She grabbed a fresh pair of panties and started slipping them on before she paused. They really compacted her softened dick quite a bit. She squirmed a little from side to side. It felt really good. Hnngh… She slipped them the rest of the way on and tried not to think about them. She quickly threw on a skirt, bra, and blouse before she grabbed some stockings and started slipping them up her legs.

The way the sheer fabric felt against her even smoother skin. The way her toes tingled. The slight excitement of slipping them on. The sudden tightness in her crotch, entirely embraced by wonderfully smooth clothing…!

By the time she slipped her socks on, she had a sizable bulge that needed attention.

...this was going to be really hard.

---

It took a while just for Lilah to leave her home. After struggling with getting her panties on and trying to walk, she eventually ruined the pair she was wearing. And by the time she was leaving her home, she noticed that her bra wasn’t fitting appropriately anymore!

This was really bad! She didn’t want to get completely sissified! But she knew someone that would definitely be able to help her: Dama!

The eccentric woman knew plenty about magic and occult things. She would definitely be able to break the curse! Or just find a way to stop it. 

Lilah started traversing the city on her scooter. The soft vibrations from the engine and it moving over the road became more than a little distracting as she kept going. Eventually, as she felt her new dick hardening inside her panties again, she had to stop. She parked at a little coffee shop, took a few breaths and tried to relax.

It wasn’t getting softer, but it wasn’t getting any harder. She could just go in for a coffee, calm down a bit, pray it would soften up, and she could make her way to Dama’s without further incident.

She walked into coffee shop and smiled at the clerk. A young man with a beard who looked pretty bored, but he was attentive enough. She ordered an iced coffee -- with the whipped topping of course -- and moved to take a seat.

There was only one other customer in the entire place. A curvy, raven-haired woman wearing office clothes. She glanced up at Lilah before she looked back down at her phone. Lilah’s eyes followed along her curves before she found herself staring.

The woman sat with her feet on the table, dark pantyhose clinging tightly to her toes, idly waving her foot while she played on her phone. The woman was a knock out already, but teasing Lilah with the temptation of office lady toes! That just wasn’t fair!

Lilah gulped and moved to sit at a booth looking away from the woman. She sat, nervously, until the barista called her for her drink. She rushed over, feeling that stiffness in her panties already getting a bit harder to deal with. The half-elf glanced back at the office lady, but her eyes lingered on her feet for a few more moments.

...she always wanted to see what getting a footjob felt like. And the curve of her soles! Her instep…! Those pantyhose. They looked so soft.

Lilah didn’t realize she was just standing there staring right at the woman. The bulge in her panties was visible to anyone that bothered to look. And the office worker glanced over, looked Lilah right in the eyes, glanced down, and smirked.

Lilah’s face immediately turned red. She hurried back over to her booth and stared into her drink.

Maybe she could just… go into the bathroom to relieve herself. She just needed to make it to Dama after all. Dama would save her! One more wouldn’t be bad. ...Yeah. She’d just get up and go to the bathroom and take care of herself! As gross as that was, she didn’t see another option.

She sipped from her iced coffee before she prepared to stand, but the office worker sat down right across from her.

“You mind?” the woman asked, though the look in her eyes was rather dismissive.

...it didn’t really matter what Lilah wanted to say. All she managed to do was squeak before the woman sat down. She took an awkward sip of her iced coffee while stealing glances of the woman.

She wasn’t even looking at her. Did she notice? She totally noticed Lilah was staring, but did she noticed what was going on downstairs?

Lilah squirmed in her seat as she thought about it. She needed to find some excuse. Just something polite to excuse herself from the table and get out of here. It was a really bad idea to get coffee. She should’ve just stayed in her house!

Something soft and warm brushed against Lilah’s thigh. A tingle of silk, a hint of moisture, some cute little smooth digits played against her skin, inching slowly upward.

Lilah stared across the table. Her lips were still on her straw. Eyes wide. Arousal and hope mingling together. What was this lady doing…?

The bell over the door rang as group of customers came in.

“Don’t make a scene,” the woman said with a wry little smile. She slowly slid her foot up Lilah’s thigh. She started gently rubbing Lilah’s bulge, just trailing her toes across it for a few moments. “I can see you’re excited,” she whispered. “And I have to admit, I’m not exactly being a good girl myself…”

The woman showed Lilah her phone. A video of a woman at the center of a gangbang zooming up on her face played, and the woman just casually flipped her phone back to herself.

“I could see you staring. Just nod if you want me to continue. Otherwise I’ll stop,” the woman said. She pressed her foot against Lilah’s bulge, squishing it down and making Lilah’s eyes roll.

Part of Lilah wanted to shake her head, but the only thoughts her body responded to were the ones coming from her dick. She nodded eagerly.

“Good girl,” the office worker whispered right as someone passed by. She passed Lilah a mischievous little smile and bit her bottom lip as her toes wormed under Lilah’s panties. “Scooch,” she commanded.

Lilah lifted her butt just enough for the woman to yank Lilah’s panties down a bit. Lilah’s cock flopped out under the table, erect and eager for any attention it could get. The woman’s other foot traced up the half-elf’s thigh. Her dominant foot traced toes along the underside of Lilah’s prick before gently squeezing down on her little sack.

Lilah’s eyes went cross as she took a long drink of her coffee. Why was this woman torturing her!? ...and why was she so good at it…?

The woman just stared at her phone. She didn’t even make eye-contact with Lilah. Even as both her feet joined around Lilah’s dick and started gently rubbing.

“Hnnmmffg…” Lilah whimpered while staring right down at the table.

“Ssshh. Just because you’re a little small, I don’t want to hear you whining.”

...small? Wasn’t Lilah big earlier this morning? Had she not noticed that it was shrinking? Sure her bra felt weird, but was she already turning more and more into a sissy?

The rubbing and grinding only got harder and harder for Lilah to deal with. Stockinged feet teased across sensitive nerves. The half-elf’s body trembled as she tried her best to hold the feeling in. Even as her dick started to twitch and she felt a strange pressure inside, she knew she had to last. If she came much more…!

Her pathetic little wiggling didn’t go unnoticed. The woman pulled her toes away and glanced up at her. Lilah took a few breaths and tried to calm herself down. She really needed just a break. She couldn’t let herself cum again!

Unfortunately, the woman had another idea in mind. She arched her toes around Lilah’s prick and started jerking her. The sliding of hosier mixing with precum and those elegant toes squeezing her was too much for Lilah. It all came too quick, and she let out a quiet and pathetic moan as her eyes rolled once again and she felt herself unloading! Her cum smacked onto the bottom of the table before dripping off right onto the woman’s feet.

She smiled at Lilah. “Oh. I dropped something. Would you mind grabbing it for me sweetie?”

Lilah’s mind was blank with arousal. But her body was all too happy to respond. She sank below the table without second thought. It just felt natural! The warmth flooding through her, how good she felt. It was so nice to obey. Especially such a pretty woman. Yeah. She liked to obey. Hee~

As Lilah’s dick softened and started to shrink, Lilah’s bra became looser. All her clothes did besides her panties. At least her butt wasn’t shrinking. But before she could acknowledge or celebrate that, the woman’s feet were right in her face, the strange sweet smell of Lilah’s cum smooshed right into her face.

Lilah licked without thinking. She nuzzled, licked, and cleaned up the woman’s feet, getting all her icky gross cum off those pretty peds and wanting to spend even longer before the woman slipped a toe under her chin and started pushing her back up.

She crawled out from under the table, face as red as it could get. She’d totally just lost control of herself. She spied her nails for just a brief moment -- she always took good care of them, but they were a bit longer, perfectly smooth, and very pink. ...pink really wasn’t her color. She didn’t even own any pink nail polish!

“Well. I have to work. I’m sure you have places to be too. But thanks for the fun,” the woman winked, slipped her little professional pumps on, and started leaving.

Lilah’s eyes locked onto her thick rump swaying as she left. It was so mesmerising! So soft! So plush. She wished she’d had time to do more… Hnngh. Just having that woman’s thighs wrapped around her head, forcing her to eat pussy until--Huh? What? These weren’t her thoughts!

She was never this desperate! She gulped and took a deep breath as she quickly adjusted her panties under her skirt.

...She really needed to get to Dama.

---

Rushing from the coffee shop, Lilah felt stranger by the moment. Her bra really didn’t fit her anymore. It hung loosely from her shoulder inside her blouse, but really, even her blouse felt kind of big. Her skirt still fit, thankfully! And her panties were kind of tight, but she couldn’t tell if that was because of her dick or not.

...but they felt tighter than before, and wasn’t her dick supposed to be shrinking? That woman already called it small…! ...why was that thought making her blush! She wasn’t--hrmph! She shouldn’t even care about that!

The half-elf hopped onto her scooter and froze.

Her seat felt much more plush. She wiggled on it for a few seconds before she realized what was going on. Her ass was getting bigger.

W-what! Why!? Sam wasn’t particularly bottom heavy, so why was her ass getting bigger? She already had a decent sized ass! If it got too big…! She shook her head. No point in thinking about it. Her shoes didn’t even fit as well anymore.

...she really should’ve brought Sam’s clothes with her. Oh well. At least they were back at home if she made it back there. And they were, like, super cute too!

What? No! She wasn’t going to need them! Dama was going to fix this all for her! She turned her scooter on and sped away toward the outskirts of town. The drive wasn’t quite as intense as last time, but she did feel… squishier in general. Softer…

She took a break at a red light and looked at her tummy. Gone was her toned tummy, instead replaced by squishy soft flatness. Oh. Great. She was losing her muscles too! Her face burned a brighter red, and she sped off again.

She came to a stop in front of Dama’s manor and thanked her luck that the gates were open. She drove right on in and skipped her way onto the porch before knocking on the door rather loudly.

“Damaaaa! I need some help!” she squeaked.

...was her voice softer? ...Weird.

The door opened, and a curly haired maid peered through the crack. She looked over Lilah for a second before she opened the door wider. The dog woman of a maid looked really cute, the dress was a bit short, but her dark fur and fuzzy body looked all too inviting. She wasn’t particularly tall, but everyone felt big compared to Lilah right now.

“Can I help you?” the maid asked.

“Yeah! I need to talk to Dama! Uhm. I’m Lilah! I come by here sometimes, and I--are you new?”

The doggy nodded slowly. “Yes… I just uhm… was caught last night. I’m Fifi and...” she spoke through her gritted teeth, “I am a good girl for Mistress Dama.” Her tail started wagging side to side.

Lilah blinked and looked over the woman. “Oh. Uhm. Okay! Can you tell her I’m here?”

“Let me go get her. Please stay here,” the maid said as she turned and started walking.

Lilah’s ears twitched. There was a soft buzzing in the air. She watched Fifi slowly ascend the stairs. Nestled between her cheeks was a little plug happily vibrating away.

...maybe coming here was a bad idea. Dama was never not pushing some sexual boundaries. Even being around her usually got Lilah a little excited! But where else was she going to go?

Fifi disappeared up the stairs, and a moment later a very familiar woman was descending them. Entirely naked. Because of course she was. Her dark skin, her sharp eyes, that flowing red hair, and the posture like she owned the world had Lilah’s heart skipping beats.

N-no. She had to keep herself calm. She turned around and stared at the wall and took deep breaths. “Do you have to be naked!?” she pouted.

The sound of footsteps stopped. An eerie silence fell over the room. Lilah’s half-elven ears twitched a few times before she slowly turned around. Dama was right behind her, and as soon as Lilah turned, Dama wrapped her arms around her, pushed her against the wall, mashing her chest against Lilah’s rather unimpressive bee stings, and stopped with her lips just inches away from Lilah’s.

“You’re not as playful as normal, are you?” Dama asked. Their noses were practically touching.

Lilah shivered. She could feel it hardening again. She squirmed. This wasn’t good. She needed to… to stop this… “Uhm… c-can we not…? I have something… important to talk about!”

Dama tilted her head and withdrew herself. “Oh? Something wrong, cutie?” She snapped her fingers, and a ballgown flowered from behind her and slowly covered her. “Mm… A bit much…” she mused before she ran her hands down along her sides. The gown wilted until Dama was left in exercise clothes. Yoga pants and a tanktop. Her feminine figure slightly on display, but at least not so much as to make Lilah’s heart beat too much faster.

“Yeah, something’s really wrong!” Lilah said.

Dama looked over Lilah and blatantly paused as her eyes hovered over Lilah’s crotch. “Oh my. I see. And you are a bit… smaller,” Dama said as she reached up and patted her own breasts. “Shorter too. Actually, hey, is your ass bigger?”

“Yeah! It is!” Lilah nodded. “It’s awful! I’ve been cursed with some, like, thing that whenever I orgasm I turn into more and more of a sissy! It’s really really really bad! I woke up with, like, this huge cock, and now it’s getting all small and stuff! I’m not even sure how big it’s supposed to be!”

Dama glanced down and raised a finger as if she was measuring it. “It is a bit below average. Nothing to be embarrassed by.”

“That’s not the point!” Lilah whined. “It’s a curse! If I cum too much, I’m gonna be stuck like this! So you have to help me!”

“Awwh. Someone’s stressing out my poor little halfie!” Dama giggled. “Fine, fine, come on, follow me.” Dama turned and started walking up the stairs. Lilah quickly followed after her. “And Fifi…” Dama’s eyes turned to the waiting doggy maid on the stairs.

“Yes Mistress?” Fifi asked.

“...who’s a good girl?”

Fifi perked up.

“Who’s a good girl?”

“Aahnn! Arf! Arf! Me! I am! Arf!”

“Such a good girl!” Dama waved her hand and a ball appeared in it. She tossed it down the stairs. “Go have fun for a bit and give us some privacy, sweetie!”

Fifi ran after the ball before dropping to all fours, barking and scrambling after the bouncing thing.

“She makes such a good dog! You should really join her.” Dama grinned. “Oh. I’m just kidding.” Dama locked eyes with Lilah for just a moment. “...unless…?”

Lilah’s eyes widened. Visions of her begging like a doggy, useless little prick bobbing happily as she tried to mount Fifi flashed inside her mind’s eyes. Going at it like some horny mutt, unable to control herself, unable to--She shook her head. “N-no!”

But she was already about as hard as she knew she was going to get. Her panties bunched up around her ass uncomfortable as she struggled with her panties craddling her small dick.

Dama laughed as she grabbed Lilah’s hand and dragged her the rest of the way up the stairs before pulling her into a study. A few comfortable looking chairs were strewn about, and the walls were lined with book after book after book. Dama pulled Lilah toward a chair before sort of just pushing her into it.

“Let’s see here. A sissifying curse that targets women,” Dama mused as she looked around her library.

“Damaaaa!” Lilah whined. “I know you don’t actually need these books to find out! Why don’t you just do your thing and undo it! Can’t you, like, transform people and stuff?”

Dama sighed. “So mean! Taking all my fun out of it. Fine, fine, get out of those clothes. You smell like half-elf splooge anyways.”

“...I do?” Lilah sniffed the air. She didn’t really smell anything, but she quickly stood up and started stripping down. She hesitated before pulling her panties down and turned her head as her little prick stood erect for Dama to examine.

“Hmm…” Dama leaned closer. She gently started moving it about with her fingers, even poked at Lilah’s sack. “Cute little thing. Are you sure you don’t want to keep it? I can imagine it’d be pretty popular with some people. I mean, you do look adorable! Though, with your breasts being that small…” Dama glanced up.

Lilah’s face was as red as it could get. Dama was just handling her like she was a piece of meet! Just a cock to be played with! And worse it… it was really turning her on. She was already so hard! She didn’t want to cum again! She didn’t even know what would happen if she did!

“Well, let’s see what I can do,” Dama mused. She wiggled her fingers. A flash of purple light caused Lilah to turn away for a moment, and when she turned back…

Nothing. Dama just stood there with her head tilted.

“...Why didn’t it work?”

“Bad news!” Dama smiled. “The origin of the curse wasn’t very clever! They’re still around and alive! And, unfortunately, if I break it, they’re going to probably get some serious magical backlash!”

“Ah!? No! Don’t hurt anyo--”

“That’s why it’s not broken! I’d never hurt someone!” Dama laughed. “I know a watch that I could probably get to fuck you. Watching her squirm with this curse would be pretty funny…”

Lilah stomped her foot. Full brat mode engaged. “Noooo! No no no no! Can’t you, like, lock it away so I can’t cum anym--”

“That’s so not my style,” Dama huffed.

“But!”

“Nope! But, you know. I know someone who would gleefully lock that little thing up and keep you whimpering. Not… super sure if he’d let you go, though.”

“As long as I get through the rest of the day, I can figure everything else out!” Lilah nodded eagerly.

“Oh fine then. Let’s get you dressed. Can’t have you putting on those clothes again,” Dama glanced at the pile of Lilah’s clothes. “They’re dirty. And they don’t fit. And I can’t have someone leave my house in poorly fitted clothing.”

“Mm… okay. But can you hurry? I was really hoping you could solve this, and now I have to trust someone else, and I really feel like I need to cum, and it really feels weird!”

Dama laughed. “You poor thing. Don’t worry. Mommy Dama’s got you,” she teased as she hugged Lilah, stuffing Lilah’s head right between her breasts.

Lilah squirmed as her cock pressed against Dama’s thighs. They were so soft. So plush. So warm. So good. She lost control for just a moment and pressed forward a bit more. So squishy. So warm. So good. So hnn...nnnggh…

“...did you just…?”

Lilah drooled into Dama’s cleavage while her cock drooled between Dama’s thighs.

“Oh my, you are hopeless, aren’t you?”

Lilah’s cock started to soften again. And with it, more changes. Not that Lilah was in the state of mind to categorize them. But her cock was getting even softer. Any hints of bodyhair were faded from her body. Splashes of little glitter seemed to stick to her skin here and there. Some gaudy blush stuck to her cheeks, permanent fixtures of her face. Her eyelashes grew and batted.

She was a perfect picture of femininity. Flat chested, small dicked, short, a nice fat ass, some thick thighs, and a dolly face.

“...Oh my. We need to get you to Raiko quickly,” Dama whistled.

---

“I’m sorry I came on your thighs, but do I really have to wear this?” Lilah pouted.

“Trust me, it’s better I dress you than him. He loves little sissies, and if he sees you trying to pretend you aren’t one, you’re going to end up in way worse condition,” Dama snickered.

“But!” Lilah gestured down to her body.

She thought Sam was wearing a cute outfit last night, but she felt absolutely ridiculous. Glittery green platform heels, white stockings, latex panties with the word SQUISHY written across her rump, a green microskirt that barely gave her even a hint of modesty, and a green tube top that was more like a bandeau than a shirt!

Her doll-like face with the excessive blush and eyeliner and mascara were already hard enough to get used to. A quick look in the mirror showed her face was rounder than it was this morning, and she’d lost at least three inches of height. She wasn’t even sure if she was five foot tall anymore!

But really, Dama giving her ankles and bracelets was the overkill bit. She felt like she was dolled up and ready to go to some porn shoot instead of literally anywhere else.

“Oh don’t worry, if the absolute worst happens, I’m sure Raiko will take good care of you! You look absolutely precious!” Dama beamed.

“Mm… okay…” Lilah pouted slightly before she took a deep breath and smiled. “Okay! But he’ll be able to stop me from cumming, right? It won’t get any worse!”

“Oh yeah. He loves his chastity play. He’s gonna see you, toss you in a cage, and let you squirm until he’s ready to watch you break down and beg.”

Lilah’s eyes widened. “...what?”

“What do you mean, what? If you stick around me, you’re just going to have more little accidents, and chastity cages so aren’t the sort of thing I at all agree with. Denying orgasm? Ew.”

“...but!”

“Shh,” Dama giggled. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride, okay?”

Lilah nodded, but she was way less sure of this than ever before.

“Okay sissy, take my hand.”

Lilah let out a little hrmph before snatching Dama’s hand.

“Turning into such a cute brat! Oooh! I sort of hope you don’t recover! I want to see how bad it’ll get!” Dama chirped as she took a few steps forward.

The world melted away as they walked forward. Everything seemed to drift apart before turning into mist. A few more steps and a whole new scene was before them. Some throne-room of some sort dressed up like some celtic festival was going on.

Lilah felt Dama’s hand slip through her own, and before she knew it, she was completely alone in the throne room. She looked around, more nervous than ever before. “...Dama?” she whispered as she took a few steps back.

...maybe this was a bad idea. She needed to get out of here. She minced over to the door and opened it. She kept her eyes looking back and stepped through the door just to bump into something soft, furry, and very warm.

“Excuse me?” a ramfox said before turning around. He glanced up and down Lilah with a skeptical pout on his lips.

Lilah squeaked and took a step away from him. He looked… gorgeous. Beautiful heels, gorgeous clothes, some tight fitting panties with a little bulge. He looked more like a queen than a king, that was for sure!

But he was terribly frightening as well. The look in his eyes like he just found a snack to eat rooted Lilah to spot.

“Uhm… hi!” Lilah managed to finally say. “I’m looking for Raiko! Uhm… Dama said he’d be able to help me?”

The ramfox stepped forward. The horns atop his head sort of looked like a regal little crown. Actually… was that just… oh. He had a little crown sitting on his head.

“Wait! Are you Raiko?” Lilah beamed. Yes! Someone who could help her.

“I am,” Raiko said. “And who are you, little sissy?” He closed the distance between them. His hand immediately slipped under her skirt and squished her little package. She squeaked and found herself wiggling closer without thinking about it. “Hrmph. Coming here not even locked up. Aren’t you a naughty girl?”

Locked up? Yes! Finally! He was going to help her out! “Yes! I was hoping you could lock me up and stop me from cumming!” Lilah nodded eagerly. “I’ll do anything you ask if you--”

“I’ll do what I want with you,” Raiko laughed. He gently pushed Lilah back even as he continued to grope her little package.

Her eye twitched. Hnng. Why did it feel good to be used like this. She didn’t want to just be a piece of meat. But his claws were so dangerous and so close and each squish made more of her start to melt.

“What a stupid little expression you have,” Raiko giggled. “I think we’re going to have some fun with you.” He pulled his paw from under Lilah’s skirt and clapped his paws together.

“Yes sir!” a rather big wolf said from the doorway. He absolutely towered over both Raiko and Lilah.

“Sissy, what’s your name?”

“Li--”

“Lil’ Sissy. Perfect.” Raiko grinned. “Take Lil’ Sissy to my bedchambers. Get her strapped up. I’ll be there in just a moment.”

“H-huh? Wait?” Lilah was more confused by the moment by what was going on, but as the wolf came over and simply picked her up, she couldn’t really do much. He was so big and strong! And… he had a wonderful masculine musk to him that made her want to melt.

“Now you behave, Lil’ Sissy,” the wolf said in his gruff voice as he whisked her away to Raiko’s bedchambers.

Raiko’s room was gorgeously decorated, not that it was a surprise to Lilah at this point. He had a large bed, several impressively realistic looking latex statues, a table held up by some doggy sculpture, but more importantly was the imposing x-frame that the wolf carried Lilah to.

“You just be a good sissy and wait here. Raiko will take good care of you,” the wolf nodded as he strapped Lilah to the x-frame, leaving her suspended off the ground and sort of dangling. The wolf rechecked the cuffs to make sure they weren’t going to give any slack before he nodded and started leaving the room.

“Uhm… how long is this going to be?” Lilah asked, but the wolf didn’t even pause.

The wait was too long. Being trussed up like this was too much. And as Lilah got a better look at the sculptures, she realized that they were trembling and quivering ever so slightly.

Those were people. Turned into decorations. She looked around and spotted a rather adorable pink couch with a cat outline on it. She peered a few times and noticed just a bit of condensation where the cat’s nose was.

Oh. Oh no. She didn’t want to be furniture! She definitely didn’t want to be furniture! But… it was… it was kind of hot. Hnnf. Being trapped and used as just an object. Stuck, probably only getting some pleasure. How long were they stuck like that? How did they… stay sane?

Hnnfg… oh no. Her panties were getting tight again. The latex was pressing against her little cock. She shook her head. This wasn’t good. She didn’t want to orgasm again. She’d get even smaller! Even more pathetic. Even more submissive!

She didn’t want to become more of a pathetic sissy! She had to think! Had to… do something!

But there was nothing she could do. Bound up as she was, she was forced to deal with just getting more and more aroused by the moment.

Eventually Raiko entered the room, and Lilah was practically drooling all over herself. “Oh my, aren’t you an eager sissy?” he teased as he stepped closer. He held a small pink cage in one of his paws.

Ahn… a chastity cage! Yes! With that, Lilah wouldn’t be able to cum anymore! That’s what she needed…!

“Tell me. Have you learned how to have a sissygasm yet?” Raiko grinned.

“A what…?” Lilah’s eyes widened.

“You asked not to cum, but poor sissy’s like you never get to decide those things. I know you really want to cum. You want to cum and cum and cum your brains out. You want to be drooling from that little prick of yours, don’t you?” He stepped closer. His face was almost right against hers. He leaned up and nipped at her ear, causing her to let out a little squeal.

“Well don’t worry. I’ll teach you how to have a sissygasm. Right as we let you have your last normal orgasm. Just as a special treat.”

“Hnngh.. N...naa…” Lilah tried to speak. But she was so horny! So hard. She needed to cum! But she couldn’t… she didn’t want to cum…!

Raiko stepped behind the x-frame for a moment. The ominous sound of something buzzing told Lilah exactly what was about to happen. “Here we go, Lil’ Sissy, let’s break you down until you’re mine. I could never let such a cute snack as you get away. You’re so close to perfect. One of the most pathetic little sissies I’ve ever seen!” He licked his lips before pressing a vibrating wand right against Lilah’s bulge.

Lilah’s eyes rolled. It was too much. Too intense. But she needed it! She needed it so badly. Her eyes rolled, her ears twitched, she struggled for just a moment against the x-frame before she felt her cock absolutely gushing cum. She couldn’t take it! It was too much!

As tight as the latex panties were, not a single drop managed to escape them. Her bulge was marinating in its own juices as she was chained up, a stupid vacant expression on her face.

But Raiko was paying attention. He watched as Lilah’s lips plumped up. As her bulge became ever so slightly smaller. Her heard the rubber stretching as her rump swelled again. And he watched her shrink just a tiny bit. The color of her hair lightened, just a bit lighter shade of green.

“Oh my. And what’s this?” Raiko licked a few of his teeth. His interest was definitely sparked. “How far can you take that cute little transformation of yours?”

“Haannh… haahn… I can’t… I don’t know! But…!”

Raiko grinned. “But what? Does the poor sissy want me to stop?”

Lilah’s eyes widened. Of course she did! She just had to say so! But as soon as she opened her mouth, Raiko pressed the wand right against her bulge again, and words failed her. “Waaa~”

Raiko trailed a finger along her cheek. “Oh, come on. We’ve hardly even started putting you through your paces. How many do you think you can take? How many do you want to take?”

“I want… nnnggh…!” Lilah struggled to speak. How did she already need to cum again? How many times would this monster make her!?

“Someone to take care of you? Train you into being the best sissy you can be?”

A flash of pleasure shot through Lilah’s mind as she oozed from her little bulge, just drooling whatever she had left. A hint of glitter in her cum as her thighs thickened further and her ass became a bit more plush.

Raiko leaned a little closer. He took a deep breath. Lilah’s sweet scent and soft skin were only become more magnetic. He actually licked her cheek just to see if she actually tasted sweet.

“Tell me what you want, Lil’ Sissy, and you can have it. Whatever your heart desires,” he teased.

“Hnnngh…” Lilah was left babbling incoherently as she came down from another orgasm. So hard to think. Why couldn’t someone just do her thinking for her? Everything was so foggy. She managed to look up at Raiko with those big blue eyes -- a hint of gllitter in those now as well.

“I don’t know what ‘hnnnngh,’ means,” Raiko said with a little lilt to his voice. He reached up and started undoing Lilah’s straps and let out a little laugh as she just collapsed to the floor in a heap.

“Pathetic thing,” he teased before picking her up and dragging her over to the bed. He sat himself down and then pulled Lilah onto his lap, legs spread by his own, his own tightly packed bulge pressing right up against her rump.

“Maybe this is what you want, hm? To have a nice cock inside you?”

Raiko reached for an end table and took another wand out. He turned it on and let it hum right next to Lilah’s bulge without actually touching her.

Lilah started to squirm. She could feel Raiko so tight behind her. She felt so small and weak. She really needed someone to tell her what to do! It was so hard to think for herself!

...was this part of the curse…?

She needed to make a decision! She needed to… to do something! Yeah! She had to prove she could still think on her own! She wasn’t just some pathetic sissy! She was strong! She was capable! She could do it!

And she knew just what she wanted!

She bucked her hips against the wand and went cross eyed as the vibrations sent her fingers and toes curling. Y-yeah! She wanted pleasure! That’s what she wanted!

...wait…?

“Good choice,” Raiko teased as he pressed the wand against the sissy’s bulge and waited just a few moments for her to squeal in bliss. And again, he observed her body’s slight changes. A little smaller here and there, a little more bottom heavy, a little softer, a little warmer.

Oh. She was just too precious like this.

“I’m going to dress you up in so many outfits. Do your hair in so many styles. You’ll be like my own little sissy that I can do whatever I want with. And I’ll be your big sis. I’ll take such good care of you,” he snickered.

“O-oookaaaay~” Lilah giggled as she drooled her brains out. She wiggled her fat rump against Raiko’s bulge while he continued to torment her.

Orgasm after orgasm made her sluttier, subbier, weaker, more of a sissy. She barely even felt like she was getting hard anymore! She just had some useless caged clitty that big sis could toy with! And it felt so goooood~

...but she knew, one more orgasm and she couldn’t come back. Soon she wouldn’t be able to get hard. She wouldn’t be able to fuck a woman with her prick. She’d be stuck like this forever!

If she wanted to go back to the way she was before, she had to stop!

But big sis Raiko pulled her back and let her straddle him. Their crotches touching as they shared a wand. And as another pitiful expression spread across Lilah’s face, Lil’ Sissy was here to stay.

---

Lilah’s cock didn’t get hard anymore. She was positively tiny, and the large wolf man pounding her ass gratefully nibbled on her ear as she drooled from her little pinky sized clitty out of her cage.

Her ass tight but stretchy. Perfectly malleable and perfect for servicing. Her lips were plump and beestung and permanently glossy and pink. Her ears had gotten slightly bigger, and Raiko made sure to have them pierced with gaudy hoop earrings.

She was stripped from most clothes before her tubetop, skirt, and some girly pink heels. Her hair had stopped getting lighter as it shifted to a nice spot between green and yellow.

She gleefully drooling her brains out onto the floor as she was fucked again and again in the throne room while Raiko watched.

“What’s your name?” Raiko asked.

“Lil’ Sissy!” Lilah squealed. The collar around her neck would remind her of that name in case she was ever fucked too stupid to remember it.

“What’s your ass for?”

“For big sis Raiko’s pleasure!”

“Who’s a good, pathetic sissy?”

“I am…! I am…!” Lil’ Sissy said.

It wasn’t like she could pass the curse on anymore. Her dick would never be able to get hard again, let alone fuck a woman.

No. The curse would end with Lil’ Sissy, a pathetic, slutty sissy always wanting something to stuff her ass. <3