D for Danielle Chapter 10: Billy Anderson (Patreon)

The closing days of autumn were fading into winter. The last few weeks of his first semester in college were coming to an end and Daniel was itching for release. He needed a break from all the homework, the papers and tests. He wanted time to himself so he could explore his fantasies more. Moments alone so he could wear feminine items of clothing and play with adult toys.

That time was simply not available right now, however. Daniel had to go home for the holidays soon. There he would have to mingle and entertain guests. He was informed there was to be a steady stream of visitors at the family house through to after New Year’s. There wouldn’t be a moment of peace. Privacy was also to be thrown out the window as he was going to have to share his room with one of his cousins for a week or so. He would have to rely on fantasies, and a few extra minutes in the shower, to wank away his anxiety.

He desired to have his own place one day, or to be owned and allowed to be himself. He had often dreamt how wonderful it would be to serve as a maid at a party and attend to the needs of others. To be presented in a frilly dress with his waist cinched tight, perhaps even locked in behind the collar. No escape. Most likely submitting to a rich, older gentleman and his guests. Or a dominant woman who likes to break boys and remake them into sissy girls.

The places his dreams took him -- would they, could they ever turn into reality? He wondered...

The past few weeks around campus Daniel had been seeing more of Billy Anderson out and about. The football team was close to securing a bowl game and the star running back was out living it up. It seemed every day there was a new girl hanging all over him.

Daniel often found himself within proximity of the muscular athlete. And during those times he felt Billy’s eyes on him. He had thought it was just a fluke the first instance he took notice and looked at him, the day of the pep rally, but now there was enough of a sample size to confirm one important fact: There was some indeed sort of attraction between them.

Was it just something that was repressed inside the two of them? Some primal thing whose origins were in the muck ancient humans used to struggle to rise out of? The hunter-gatherer instincts for survival -- to conquer and bed down after a kill. To feel that animalistic lust with another man. Or was it simply that Billy was someone who went both ways? Something he hid in plain sight.

I wonder if Billy would like me better as a girl? Daniel asked himself.

The reasons for transforming were becoming more and more compelling. Still, he pushed those thoughts back. Perhaps over the break he might completely forget about them. By the beginning of next year he will have purged those ridiculous feelings and begin to focus solely on getting good grades and dating women. He was going to finally buck up and be a man’s man. 

But Daniel was starting to understand he would never be able to please a woman. He had gone out with Madison a couple of times. They went back to his room ond night and dry humped with their jeans on, but he felt nothing. His little penis barely shifted in his boxers. She was pretty, so it he felt like he should get hard for her, but no matter what he told his brain, he couldn’t. 

When he saw Billy around campus, it did move. Often to the point where he had to put his backpack over his crotch to hide his little erection. His small cock betrayed that programmed drive to live up to the expectations of others. To be that man’s man. Maybe he needed to be reprogrammed, instead. To be his true self. But how to make that happen? And could he fully give in? It would take work and reinforcement.

So he looked down at his phone and scrolled through his contacts. Mistress Narcissa… Could she help me?

She had given him her number just before parting that fateful night. He had tried not to think about her since then, but her lure was impossible to resist. She had left the door open for him to enter, but the first steps were his to initiate. What would come after? The mystery compelled him.

He pressed the “talk” button, took a deep breath, and listened as the ringtone beeped, heightening his anticipation even further...