Dealing with consequences (Patreon)

"Hey you son of a bitch, what the fuck are you doing in our room?" Brittany yelled at the strange man who was caught with a lacy thong in his hand, watching her with horror in his eyes.

"Ehm, I was...ehm, I can explain," Damon says in a trembling tone as he tries to find a way to explain this situation, which seems totally damned. He has been caught inside Brittany's room with her thong in his hand.

"You can't explain anything, you fucking freak; you're stealing our clothes; this is the most disturbing thing I've ever seen in my life," she says with a look of disgust on her face, watching him with anger in her eyes.

"Ey, gal, what's going on?" Another girl enters the room, asking with a look of concern on her face. She watches her friend Brittany and takes a glimpse at Damon with the red thong in his hands.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH MY THONG?" She yells at him, and her brown eyes watch him with nothing but pure anger.

"No, no, I can explain."

"Shut up, you fucking pervert," Brittany says as she turns back to her friend. "Look, Alyssa, I caught this fucking pervert stealing our clothes." She watches Damon with absolute disgust.

"How dare you?" Alyssa's hands form a fist, and anger pours from her eyes; she wants to kill him.

"Please, this is not what it seems; I can explain this." Damon tries to find the words to explain what he has done, but he knows that no matter what he says, it is in vain because they caught him doing his usually weird pervert tendencies. This time, though, he was very lucky to get safe.

"We need to do something with this son of a bitch," Alyssa says, watching him with despise.

"I know, Aly, I have something in mind," Brittany says with a smile on her face, watching him with the thong in his hand.

"So, this is what you like? get girls stuff like thongs, makeup, and all the stuff that beautiful girls like us do? So well, we can teach you how to be a girly girl," she says with a smile on her face, making Damon feel a bit awkward about what she is saying.

"What?" He asks with a concerned look on his face.

"You'll know what it is to be a girly girl like us, baby," she says, taking her purse and finding a small perfume bottle.

"Don't worry, we won't hurt you; you're going to love to be a beautiful girly woman, right, Alyssa?" She asks her friend with a wide smile on her beautiful face.

"Of course, with our help, you're going to be a beautiful and girly woman in no time, and you're going to love every single moment of your lovely transformation." She winks at him, her kissable lips form a wide smile, and then both girls chuckle, watching him with a look of incredulity on his face.

"Okay, please, I-" Damon's words shut down as Brittany sprays a bit of perfume around him, making his body go into a sort of paralyzed state.

"What happened?" He says in horror to find his body unable to move.

"We have to make sure you don't escape from us, so we can do whatever we want to you," Brittany grins, looking at her friend.

"You're going to be a lovely girl very soon," she says with a smile on her sexy face, looking at her purse and wearing a hot cocktail dress.

"First of all, we need to strip you of all those boring clothes," she says, and then the two girls strip Damon off all his clothes, leaving his slim body bare and exposed.

"Oh, look at you, boy, you are so slim," Brittany says, followed by a chuckle.

"With that slim body, you could easily pass for a woman," Alyssa says with a laugh as both girls treat Damon like their personal doll.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He watches him in terror; he feels so vulnerable and intimidated by the two beautiful women laughing at him.

"Well, and now you're going to wear this," Brittany says with a lovely smile as she takes a thong in her dainty hand and wears Damon with the red thong.

"Oh, look at that—how tiny the thong is with that bulge between your legs," Alyssa says, watching the thong barely cover Damon's bulge between his legs.

"And now the bra," Brittany says with a lovely tone as she adjusts the bra around Damon's chest.

"You're so flat, girl," Alyssa laughs at Dmon's wearing girly lingerie.

"No, please, let me go," Damon begs the girls, his face flushed with shame.

"No way, boy, here comes the best part," Brittany says with a lovely smile as she grabs a black cocktail dress.

"And now this is the best part, baby; this is where you'll wear this lovely dress." Alyssa smiled at him, and with Brittany's help, she put Damon into the hot cocktail dress, the one that surprisingly fit him very well, given that his slim body makes him easily fit into the dress.

"Now, you're getting so lovely, my dear," Brittany says with happiness as she takes off a red lipstick.

"You bet gal, you're going to be gorgeous," Alyssa says and takes more makeup, and the two start to apply it to Damon's face. The red lipstick makes his lips look kissable, while the makeup makes his face look less masculine and more feminine.

"This is a very special makeup to make you look like a beautiful girl like us," Brittany says, proudly watching Damon's face turn into a lovely and beautiful woman without a single hint of imperfections or blemishes.

"And the final touch," Alyssa smirked at him as she searched inside her purse, grabbed a blond wig, and put it carefully on Damon's head.

"My god, bitch, you look beautiful," Brittany says proudly, watching Damon look like a young woman, even with his skinny body helping them to make him look like that. The special makeup and the blond wig do the rest; she looks like one of these cover girl magazines, and the bra makes the effect that he has perky breasts.

"Oh my god, you look stunning," Alyssa slimes at Damon as he just stares there at the girls talking about his changing appearance.

"Oh, well, I almost forgot it," Brittany sprays a bit of perfume at Damon as he can move again}

"You can move again, Denisse," she says with a smile on her face as Damon stands on his feet and takes his well-manicured hands as he rubs the long strands of the wig.

"Take a look, baby." Alyssa directed him to the large mirror, and he inspected his changing appearance.

"What is this?" Damon says with a look of amazement, watching him wear makeup and a blonde wig. His face looks unrecognizable thanks to the special makeup and the realistic wig, and the hair feels so natural and lustrous. 

"I look..." Damon tries his best to find the words, but Alyssa grabs him by the shoulder and smiles at him.

"A stunning girly woman," she says with a smile as the girls love Damon's new appearance.

"You're ready for tonight's party." She smiles at him, making Damon's lovely face flush as a result.

"Ehm, I don't know..." Damon tries to find the words; did his voice sound different? He thinks his voice sounds a little higher, almost girly.

"Oh, c'mon, let me help you." Brittany sprays perfume once again on Damon's body as his mind turns into a fog for a few seconds.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Damon asks with a sort of curiosity while his mind appears to fill with images of pink and girly stuff like gyms, makeup, and girly magazines.

"What's going on?" He thinks as his eyes blink a few times before Brittany rubs his shoulder and smiles at him.

"Are you ready for tonight's party?" She asks him as his body trembles with desire. The image of a handsome guy appears in his mind, and his body trembles. "He is so cute, oh fuck." He thinks in concern about these foreign girly thoughts in his mind.

"Let's go to the party." Alyssa squealed in joy as she and Brittany got ready for the party while Damon struggled with the foreign girly thoughts invading his mind.

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"This is wonderful," says Britan as she drinks her drink while Denisse and Alyssa are enjoying the party.

"Yeah, this is awesome," Alyssa says, watching Denisse with her deep blue eyes.

"What do you think, Denisse?" She winks at her, making Denisse's face flush a bit.

"Look at that guy; he is handsome," Brittany says to Denisse, who watches the well-endowed man watching at her.

"He is watching you, Dennise." Alyssa grins at her, making Denisse flush.

"He is cute. Oh fuck, what'm I thinking about?" Damon thinks his mind is a constant struggle with the girly thoughts invading his mind, making his body tremble in excitement as he watches the handsome guy walk where she is.

"Oh, there is," Brittany whispered to her friend, watching Denisse as she just watched the handsome guy stare at her.

"Hey, I'm Mark," he says, his seductive tone making Denisse tremble.

"Ehm...I'm...Denise," she says shyly, admiring Mark's muscular body.

"What happens to me? I'm not like this, fuck," Damon thinks in concern.

"Care for a dance?" He says this with a smile on his face, offering his hand.

"Ehm, yes, sure," Denise says shyly as he takes her hand. The contrast between her slim one and his thick and hairy one makes her tremble in excitement.

"Oh god, he is cute. Fuck. No. Not Again." Dampon's mind struggled with the thoughts as they danced for a few minutes, with Denisse's body tingling all over, rubbing Mark's bulge with her butt, feeling her body tingle.

"God, he is really handsome," Damon thinks, his mind overcome by the pleasure, and he rubs his ass against Mark's already hard cock, making her body tingle, rippling, and changing more and more into a feminine look.

"God, I'm so horny." Damon's mind is overwhelmed by the pleasure as his body slims further, his torso turns more slender and feminine, his chest expands, turning into perky B-cup breasts, and his ass inflates, turning into a perky-toned butt.

"God, he is so fucking big," Damon thinks while his dick shrinks and turns into a clit as his testes recede into his shaft, opening her new tunnel of love. His loins churn, forming the womb and the chalice of his newly formed womanhood.

"Oh god, what is happening to me? I'm feeling so fucking horny dancing with a hot stud like Mark, oh fuck," Damon's mind rewrites little by little, the memories of his life slipping away little by little, filling his mind with newly girly thoughts.

"You're so hot, Babe," Mark says, taking her dainty hand, and the couple heads to the bathroom for a closer moment between them.

"I'm feeling weird," Damon says as Mark unzips his pants and reveals his big, hard cock, making his mouth drool, and then without thinking twice, he takes off his dress, revealing her now feminine-toned body, her perky breasts, and her tight ass.

"I need you," Mark says, and he strokes his dic And lifting Denisse like she was nothing, he starts to grind his hard, veiny cock.

"Oh yes...yes...yes" Denise moans in ecstasy, riding Mark's cock with wanton abandon as Mark grabs her tight butt and moves up and down, speeding the riding and increasing the pleasure for both.

"Oh god, this feels amazing; I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm feeling so fucking good; fucking with Mark feels so good; oh god, yes..yes...YEEEES" Damon screams in utter joy as a mind-blowing climax wipes away Damon's memories of his life, replaced by the girly memories of Denisse, with nothing like Damon's existence left.

Mark moans in ecstasy as his cock erupts inside Denisse's tight slit. The couple is screaming in absolute bliss.

"God, that was amazing." Mark breathed hard, grabbing Denisse's tight body with her thick, hairy hands and pressing harder against his muscular frame, feeling the warmth of her beautiful body.

That was beautiful, baby." Denisse purrs in pleasure, hugging him tightly and kissing him deeply for a few seconds. She knows that his love for him is like nothing she had experienced before.

"I love you, Mark," Denisse whispered in his ear. "I love you too," Mark replies to her statement, kissing passionately for a few moments before starting a new round of sexual intercourse.

Denisse's life couldn't be better. With Alyssa and Brittany and with Mark as her boyfriend, she couldn't ask for more. She loves to be as sexy as possible, wearing pink girly clothes to match her stunning, beautiful shape.