EXTRACT FOR
The Sissy Transformation (Complete Series)
(J.S. Lee)

"Yes," his voice trembled almost as hard as his forearms, "what are you doing to me? That's not a thermometer," he was afraid to ask her what it actually was though.



"That," her voice was sharp as she poked the instrument deeper inside, "is a thermometer, especially for a sissy faggot."



His face was hot and now a line of sweat was forming, "I'm not a sissy faggot," he whined, eye twitching uncontrollably now.



"Oh, of course not, Mr. Andrews," the blonde's voice was sarcastic now and she pulled the device out of his bottom suddenly, leaving him empty and needy and on the verge of tears as he looked over his shoulder to see her glossy, red lips curl in a smirk, "my mistake."



David let his bottom drop to his heels and watched as she bent over the counter in front of him, writing notes furiously, holding the pen in her gloved hand, her tiny, tight white dress had ridden up to show the tops of the stockings and her garter belts tight along the backs of her thighs and he fought the urge to touch his cockette and simply trembled.



She turned and moved to the foot of the table, "Lie down on your back now, Mr. Andrews," it most definitely was not a request and he complied quickly even though he knew that she would now witness his forlorn little lump at attention for her. Her hands moved and brought two metal stirrups out from their hiding spot underneath. "Put your feet in the stirrups," she said and he felt the panic grip his chest.



"What are you doing?" he could barely hear his own voice.



"Feet, in the stirrups," her eyebrow slid up on her forehead and her upper lip curled as if she were snarling. David followed her directions, achingly aware of the fact that his legs were spread wide and bent at the knee, he was completely exposed in front of the blond beauty. She sat on the stool in front of him, staring at him as she rid herself of the old gloves and pulled on a new pair, finger by finger as she stared at him. "I'm going put some lubrication in you, Mr. Andrews," she squeezed the tube in her hand and David's feet shook in the cold metal as her finger entered him, in one fast push, she was completely inside, and when she beckoned back and forth slowly, it felt as if she were pushing every drop of his juices up and out of him.



David shuddered and whimpered as she continued, her wicked smile, the lace of her red bra peeked at him ,and he started to squeeze her finger inside, the tip of her latex covered finger pressed against his most sensitive place and he wanted to hold her there, "That's enough sissy," she told him as she pulled out.



"I'm not a sissy," he whispered with trembling lips.



"I'm going to put the speculum inside you now," she was looking up at him over her glasses, "you'll feel some pressure."



It was cold when he felt the metal enter him and then he heard the slow squeak as she opened it wider, his anus spread apart and he no longer had the ability to clamp it shut, she controlled him completely, "Why are you doing this to me?" he held his eye and felt a tear on his fingers.



"Mr. Andrews, you are here for a sissy transformation," the blond was now standing so that she could look him in the eye, her breasts heaving as she yelled at him, "there are certain tests that must be performed first."