BBW trans – It was a kind of shared flat for shemales, crossdressers, women who liked to have sex with shemales and crossdressers and men who liked to have sex with semales and crossdressers. I myself was a crossdresser. Even before the death of my parents, I liked to slip into my mother’s clothes and was now so far that I lived almost only in women’s clothing and then not only went through as a woman, but probably also looked pretty hot, at least if you can believe the various guys who turned me on.
However, I had sex mostly with women, but I had also slept with some other crossdressers. The sex of my sexual partners did not matter to me. It was only important to me that I am the dominant partner. Another crossdresser once tried to put a finger in my butt, but I just turned away, forced him on his back and began to fuck him hard. I did not want and would not be penetrated …
… be.
Some time ago I had applied to this flat share and I had been invited to an interview. On said date, I got up at 10:00 a.m., showered, shaved, and then finished. I made up discreetly and then dressed. I opted for a white slip and matching bra, which I filled with dentures of cup size D. I had not yet convinced myself to let me make silicone breasts.
Over it I put on an airy white summer dress that reached to the middle of my calves. In addition, white high heels and a brown long hair wig and I was ready. I took a pair of sunglasses with me and set off by car. I had a good feeling about it.
When I stood in front of the big building, my heart was still beating faster than normal. I rang the bell and when a female voice came forward, I called the slogan. I was invited in and led through a corridor with various doors. At the end of the corridor, I was taken to some kind of office, where I was supposed to wait.
After about five minutes, a young, quite tall woman came in. She introduced herself to me as Amelie, the founder of the WG and we exchanged a few pleasantries. Then she got down to business: “Well, unfortunately, I have to tell you that you are out of the question as a purely dominant partner. Although they look very good, but a much higher penis size is common among the purely dominant partners. They are above average, but to be accepted here as a purely dominant partner, much higher prerequisites are needed.”
I was shocked. I really wanted to be part of this flat. “So you mean my penis is not big enough for this flatshare?I asked indignantly. “I didn’t say that.she replied. “We would love to welcome them, but not as a purely dominant member. If you want to get in here, you have to make friends with the idea of taking over the subordinate part.”
I didn’t want to make friends with it. I wanted to contradict, but she choked me off: “Please decide now, we have a game going on right now and I don’t want to miss the first gangbang of our little victim.”So I said goodbye and left. I didn’t want to be penetrated, I didn’t want to. On the way out, I suddenly felt like stealing something, so angry I was. I opened one of the doors, grabbed the first thing I could find and ran outside. Then I drove home.
I was already back in my apartment when I realized what I had stolen. It was a flesh-colored dildo, not particularly large but also not too small. I threw him in the corner and took a nap. When I woke up again, it was evening and my anger was almost all smoky. I took off my bra and exchanged my panties for a pink G-string. G-strings were unfortunately …
… not so good at hiding my penis, so in public I could only put them on in combination with very tight pants. But I liked the feeling of wearing them, so I almost always wore them at home.
I put on a pink negligee over it. Then I took off the wig, but still made up, so that I still looked like a woman thanks to my short brown unisex hairstyle. Like a woman without breasts, but like a woman. I wanted to watch another movie and then go to bed. I opened the windows in my room to let in the first cool evening air after a very hot day.
A gargoyle was attached next to my window. When I reached out to the statue, it was still very warm. The stone was surprisingly soft and reminded me of silk. I was just wondering about it when it rang. Who could that be? I looked through my spy and, to my surprise, recognized Amelie. Surely she wanted to apologize and offer me a place in the WG!
So I opened the door and was about to say something when she ran around me. Then three more masked figures stormed into my apartment. Amelie stuffed a pink ball gag in my mouth and then the four carried me into my room and threw me on my bed. They tied my arms and legs to the bedpost so that I could barely move. Amelie began to talk find it really rude of you to just steal something like that from us. Why do you resist the subordinate role, when the theft of the dildo clearly proves that you just fit better in this role? Of course, it does not matter to us financially whether you steal a dildo or not, but still we can not let something sit on us. So we’ll give you a little extra as a punishment.”
With these words she brought out a can from her pocket, which had a thin tube at one end. She pushed this tube into my butt, I felt how water was injected into me and how it was sucked off again. “So that you are also nice and clean.Said Amelie before she put a finger in my butt. This reinforced my decision not to play the minor role as that was quite uncomfortable due to lack of lube.
“Yes, that’s enough.Said Amelie and the three others set up a strange machine between my legs. Then Amelie attached the dildo I had stolen to a metal bar that protruded from the machine. She pushed the string aside and did some lube on my rosette. Then she brought the dildo in position so that it touched my rosette. Finally, Amelie pulled down her pants and exposed a penis that made me understand what demands were made on dominant partners. Her penis was so thick that you could hold it with one hand …
… perhaps two-thirds could have surrounded and so long that he went to her knee.
“By the way, did you know that you can have your penis enlarged with surgery? Silicone is simply injected into your penis. Of course, I would have told you that, if I had not wanted to fuck you from the beginning.Amelie told me. “Unfortunately, this will not happen now, but we wish you relaxing hours until your cleaning lady finds you tomorrow.”With these words, she rubbed her penis over my face, then operated a switch on the device and left my apartment. I was alone again.
The device now turned out to be a sex machine that gently pressed the dildo against my rosette. I pinched, but the machine was unstoppable. She pushed on and finally the dildo overcame my rosette, whereupon I bit the ball gag in pain and tried to scream. The machine pressed until the dildo was completely in me. Then she withdrew, only to strike again and faster and faster.
I hated every second of it. It took me 20 minutes to try to relax and another 20 minutes to stop hurting. I tried to spit out my gag while the machine continued to fuck me tirelessly. When I finally made it, it was getting dark. I screamed for help but there was no answer. Of course not. I had only neighbors under me and to love those I had my
Suddenly I saw two red dots in my window that was still open. I fell silent immediately. The dots came closer and when something smooth soft touched my leg I screamed. I heard a rumble and suddenly the light went on. When I saw what had come into my apartment, I thought I was dreaming. The gargoyle was in my apartment and it was alive.
After overcoming the initial shock, I took a closer look at the gargoyle while it was rummaging around in my room. He was pink, had the face of a beautiful woman, but with pointed, long ears. He grew green hair that reached to his shoulders. He also had two large bat wings on his back, a long tail that ended in a small triangle, like the devil in some representations, and instead of hands and feet he had claws that made me think of dragons.
His skin was smooth and he had a large pair of breasts, about double-D. He also had a female physique otherwise, but between his legs dangled a penis, probably a bit bigger than my own. He had probably found what he was looking for and pulled on something. It was the plug of the sex machine that now stopped. Unfavorably, however, with the dildo deep in my butt.
“What are you?I asked. “Rude. Don’t even say thank you.muttered the gargoyle. “I’m a Gargoyle. In the day I am …
… petrified, but at night I am free.””Aha. Thanks for the help, by the way, but maybe you could too… Well, pull out the dildo? Or you just get rid of me, that would be even better.I said. I thought I was going to pass out. There were such beings? You didn’t learn anything about it at school.
The Gargoyle actually got rid of me and I had just pulled out the dildo and wanted to say thank you again when the gargoyle grabbed me.
“You are ours now!He shouted, then pushed me back into bed and sat down on me. “Suck it!He said, forcing his penis into my mouth. I tried to spit out and when that didn’t work, I bit.
“Ha, do you think that would work?He cried laughing as my teeth suddenly bit on something rock hard. I was in tears. Laughing, he thrust his penis into my throat until I no longer had to choke. Tears and spit ran down my face and suddenly I felt a tickle on the rosette again. The tail of the gargoyle gained access.
So the Gargoyle fucked me with his penis in the throat and with his cock in the butt, until he was apparently bored. Then he pulled his penis out of my mouth and his cock out of my butt, grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me up. He sat down on my bed and wohlte me put on his penis. I screamed and fidgeted like a loon, but it was futile my butt one. I felt how this big, smooth and velvety soft but still very hard cock was pushed into me and how the Gargoyle lifted me up and down so that I rode his penis. I stopped screaming after a short time. It had no purpose and, moreover, it had ceased to hurt. So the Gargoyle rode me and injected me irgenwann in the butt. His sperm was warm and I could feel it soiling my string and running down my legs.
But he wasn’t finished yet. He changed positions, held me tight and continued to fuck me. And so it went on for hours. He fucked me, doggy style, cowgirl, missionary, all kinds of things, until at some point he squirted in my butt, then he changed positions. Towards morning we arrived back at our starting position. The first rays of sunshine were just falling through my still open window when the gargoyle suddenly cursed. He pressed me again on his penis and fixed me with his hands and his cock.
Then he turned to stone.
I whined and tried to free myself but it was futile. Completely exhausted, I fell asleep in this position and still the penis of the gargoyle in the butt. When I woke up, it was evening. I was confused. Why hadn’t my cleaning lady found me? Then it occurred to me that I had arranged that she should not go into my closed room if I wanted to sleep longer. I cursed myself because …
… i fell asleep and tried to free myself again. Futile.
Finally it got dark and the gargoyle awoke. He lifted me up again and pressed me with force again on his penis, then he shot me again his load in the butt. Finally, he ordered me to take a shower and eat something. He would choose what to wear.
So I went to the shower and turned on the water. Then I sneaked into the hallway of my penthouse. I peered around the corner at the door, but the gargoyle stood guard in front of it. I cursed softly and went into the shower. I took a shower, shaved out of habit, and finally went out to eat. I was still naked, but I didn’t care.
When I ate something, the gargoyle was added. He waited until I was done and then made me do my makeup. As the day before, I opted for a discreet yet emphatically feminine look. The gargoyle then led me to my room and gave me clothes. I had to put on an orange G-string and also an orange bra, which I filled again with my prostheses.
Then I put on a black nylon tights, over which I put on denim hotpants. Then I put on a black T-shirt that ended just below my navel and fluttered while walking. Finally, I put on a pair of orange sneaker heels. Then the gargoyle lifted me up so that I was in his arms and he flew with me