Fool of Love (6)

Hey there dudes and dudettes!

Here is the next installment of "Fool of Love", commissioned by eight88.
And this time around Andrew's situation just keeps getting more and more interesting, though it is debateable how much he enjoys what is happening.

I hope that you enjoy this late update to the saga!

I hope to see you all for the next caption, and stay happy an healthy!

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"Alissa, please, I need a break! I just can't do this anymore, and I REFUSE to do this anymore!" Andrew said, talking to his fiancee about this truly ridiculous situation he found himself in.
It has been a few weeks since that fateful Halloween party where Andrew had to give his mouth and ass to another guy in exchange for a ride, and it truly was the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Please Andrew! You still need your year of understanding until we can get married!" Alissa pleaded, not wanting Andrew to throw the towel that early into the whole challenge.
"I-I know" he sighed, knowing that he was unable to escape this weird family tradition from his fiancee's side, after he still loved Alissa with all his heart and he still wanted to marry her.

"I just... just need a bit of a break, alright?" Andrew explained, hoping that Alissa would see reason.
"This is... We are... I- I just think that this has gone a bit out of hand, ok? I was just not ready yet for such steep steps. So can we just, you know, take it quite a bit slower?" he finished to say.
Alissa opened her mouth, ready to retort, before shutting it immediately after, mulling over the words in her mind, realizing she may have not eased him into this whole thing enough.
"Oh, Andrew, I am so sorry" she started to say, her tone apologetic. "You are right, we may have gone too far too fast with this. So yeah, we can take it slower" she said, before moving in to hug.
"I just hope that you can forgive me" she whispered, pulling Andrew into a tight embrace, laying her head on his chest. "There is nothing to apologize for, honey" he whispered back as they hugged.

And with that things actually became quite a lot slower, with Alissa refraining from doing anything sexual that would push past the line Andrew drew, respecting the wishes of her husband-to-be.
Andrew meanwhile enjoyed this new relaxing time, content to just spend time with Alissa in peace, even though he was still required to take his weekly injections and dress up like a female.
But after nearly 2 weeks Andrew actually began to become antsy as Alissa, like promised, refrained from doing anything sexual, which started to make Andrew Jr. Start to ache in its small cage.
And after another week he actually was at his limits, having to hear how Alissa was enjoying herself with toys every night while he was unable to do anything, and after a total of 4 weeks, he snapped.

"Please Alissa, I can't go on like this! Please get me out of this cage, I need the release!" Andrew once again pleaded, hoping to once again convince his fiancee of his point and give him relief.
"I am sorry, but I can't do this," said fiancee just said, this time not budging to his pleas. "Not only do I not have the key, but it would also violate our tradition" she continued to explain.
"PLEASE!" Andrew whimpered. "I will do anything for release, Alissa. EVERYTHING!"
"Well, there is one thing, Andrea..." Alissa started to say, and Andrew immediately knew what she meant. "Ok ok, I will do it, fine?! Just give me the toys so I can-" he replied, but was interrupted.
"Sorry Andrew, but we can't do that. We can't just use toys every time, you HAVE to do the real deal. And I am sorry, but for this I have to push you out of your comfort zone" Alissa explained.
Those words made Andrew's face fall, not expecting this turn of events, but the intense aching in his privates told him he had no other chance. "Alright, I will go the real deal, ok? Just... as fast as possible, alright?" he whispered the last part, and Alissa gave him a reassuring smile and a hug.

The next day Andrew got home from grocery shopping, and to his surprise he found his fiancee and 3 of her friends – Amanda, Brianna and Cherry – in the living room with glasses of wine.
"Hey Andrea, come over here!" Alissa said, her tone a bit slurred, while the other girls looked at him and cheered at his feminine look, making Andrew start to blush from embarrassment.
"So this is the famous feminized fiancee we heard about?" Amanda said, giving Andrew a look-over with a big grin, apparently finding the whole situation quite amusing.
"I have to say, I never encountered a male willingly getting feminized by his partner" Brianna dryly remarked. "At least not a REAL man that would let this happen to him. But you do you."
"Oh, just look at those curves!" the third friend, Cherry, gushed, a mix of praising and giggling as she commented on Andrew's figure, making him blush. "Some would kill for those, you lucky gal!"
After saying that all the girls burst out laughing, their intoxication quite visible as their faces got quite red, but not as red as Andrew's as he shuffled into the room in embarrassment and humiliation.

He then did as told after putting the groceries away, now sitting on the armrest of his fiancee's chair.
"Okay, so here is the deal, Andrea" Alissa explained, the other girls all giggling while pulling various folders from their bags and putting them all onto the coffe table in the middle.
"My friends here are nice enough to lend you their boyfriends for your relief, but you will have to choose which one you want to party with tonight!" she continued, making all girls cheer and laugh.

Andrew meanwhile was silent, shocked by the revelation that he had to go on a date with people he knew, but before he could say anything the girls started to go over the best qualities of their hubbies.
"Oh, you just have to choose Mark, darling! He can just go for hours and hours on end!"
"Pah! Andrea should rather choose Alex! He is a beast in bed, we already broke 4 bedframes!"
"Oh, my Steve can easily do BOTh of these things! Because he is superior to your husbands!"
With that the girls started to argue about which husband was better in bed, all the while showing of pictures of their naked husbands and their trunks, which made Andrew quite self-conscious.
All of the pictures he saw were of tall, muscular guys, with their privates looking close to 12 inches or even surpassing them, at least until the girls shuffled and another picture was found.

"Oh my" the girls gasped, looking at the picture that Andrew immediately recognized as his own Jr.
"How did that come in here? It is so out of place!" Amanda said, stating the obvious hurtful truth.
"Yeah. I mean just look at that, looks like a little tealight compared to our guys massive candles" Brianna agreed, actually scoffing and turning away as if she was insulted to even look at the image.
"Is this photoshopped? I don't think they even make them in those sizes" Cherry murmured.
All those comments just fueled Andrew's self-consciousness, making him tear up as he was ready to cry from the humiliation, but before he could run away Alissas started to angrily shout at the three.

"Hey, cut it out!" she barked, looking ready to murder. "This is a perfect size, arlight?! It is a nice average size, more than enough to please any girl! At least girls that are not like you, stretching yourself until you are looser than a British guy's teeth!" she finished, making the girls look shocked.
"Alright alright, jeez. Calm down" Brianna said, holding up her hands in defeat. "So it may be average, but it still is nowhere near the size that Andrea here will need!" Amanda agreed.
"I mean just look at her bahonkadonk! It takes a good few inches to even get to the start! So Andrea, what kind of guy would you like to take out tonight?" Cherry continued, holding up a few pictures.
Meanwhile Andrew, not feeling like crying anymore after the pep talk and dressing down his fiancee gave her friends, only mindlessly pointed at one pic, only paying attention to Alissa.

"Oh, I see you like them big! Bet you visit Subway quite often, heh? But I can't blame you, my hubbie is just great" Cherry said, giggling as Andrew accidentally picked the biggest guy available.
As he heard that he finally snapped out of his little funk, realizing just what exactly he just chosen, but before he could remedy his mistake Cherry grabbed her phone while the others grabbed him.
"So, I will give my hubbie a call, while you make Andrea look precious for him, alright?" Cherry said, and before he knew it Andrew found himself hauled to his feet and taken upstairs.

And just 3 hours later he now found himself wearing a revealing green bodycon with knee-high heels and a purse filled with mints and lube as his brunette hair was curled and his lips painted red.
"A-Alright Andrew, you can do this" the feminized guy said, trying to hype himself up. "I mean, what is the worst that can happen? Outside of Alex finding out you are a guy – fuck, I got to go!"
Andrew began to panic, realizing what would happen if Alex found out he was actually a guy and not a willing and ready girl, but as he was about to leave a pain rang through his groin.
His caged privates throbbed in need of release after he imagined what a night with Alex would be like, Alissa's training kicking in and making him aroused, but unable to get hard in any way.
Andrew groaned in discomfort, but before he could do anything or think of running Alex appeared in all his muscled glory, standing a few heads taller with biceps as thick as Andrew's thighs.
"Hello there" Alex said in a deep sultry voice as he looked at Andrew in undisguised lust.
"You must be Andrea, right?" he continued, and Andrew could only squeak out yes in answer.
"Well, then I bet we have a date" Alex said, wrapping one arm around Rean's waist, with his hand squeezing his ass as he led Andrew away. "And don't worry, I won't be gentle!"