Sophie Sweetheart

Extra cap for this week!! This is a little collab with my lovely friends Syd and Sammi!!! It's in a universe Syd started a while back but Sammi kind of adopted from her, so I'm honored to be a part of it!!!

Here is a link to Syd's part. One of Sammi's is over on her Patreon if you want to go and support her over there!! It's great stuff, so I definitely recommend it!! Either way, definitely check her out on DeviantArt! She did two and her most recent post there is one of them!

 

 

 

Sophie used to be a regular guy, she thinks. It’s all kind of fuzzy when she tries to think back to who she used to be. Unclear flashes of memories, a name. Timmy? Tommy? Eh, who remembers? Or cares! Sophie certainly doesn’t. All she cares about from back then is watching her favorite artists, Sissy Sassi and Jenny Jiggles! She didn’t know why, but something about them was just so… mesmerizing. And, surprisingly for a young guy, it wasn’t their boobs and ass. Well, not how you’d think anyway. Even back then, she wasn’t attracted to them. Which is weird, cuz she thinks she was straight then. Maybe. Who knows? Again, fuzzy. But she wasn’t attracted to them, she wanted to be them, big boobs and ass included.

She hadn’t had much at the time, but she’d had enough to afford some hormones, hoping they would give her assets like Jenny and Sassi, since she couldn’t afford surgeries. Unfortunately, they didn’t. Not to say they didn’t work, her skin became hairless and smooth, her hair silky, her face soft. And she did grow some breasts. But not as big as she wanted. She waited and hoped, but they stopped growing. So, she started to focus on her career. She wanted to be a Sissy Star just like her idols. So she took lessons, learned to sing and write songs, dance, everything she needed!

The first few videos she posted online, covers of Sammi and Jenny’s songs, didn’t do great. A handful of views and likes, but a lot of hateful comments. People saying terrible thing after terrible thing. Calling her gay like it was an insult. Some conspiracy about mind control and hypno… whatever, it was complicated and stupid. This is just who she is. But some of the comments were supportive. And one in particular piqued her interest. It was an agent looking to sign her as the next big Sissy Pop Star! She immediately replied, and within a month, she was recording her first professional music video! Though, it wasn’t all how she’d dreamed it.

“Listen,” the agent said to Sophie, now going by Sophie Sweetheart, as she was getting ready for the video. “Sassi is already known for her big ass and Jenny for her tits. Competing with them on that front would be career-ending, and yours has barely begun.” Sophie pouted, “But I want to be like them! It’s all I’ve ever wanted since I saw their collab! I want the boobs! I want the butt! I want the hung studs! It isn’t fair!” The agent pinched the bridge of her nose. “Well, sweetheart, it’s too late for that. We’ve already decided to lean into your innocent look, so that’s what you’re gunna have to settle for.” Tears began to well up in the corners of Sophie’s eyes. The agent sighed. “Listen, you’re adorable and innocent. They’ll eat that up, and you’ll be just as big a name as Sassi and Jenny in no time. And besides,” she smirked, “the studs will be all over an innocent-looking thing like you. And you don’t have to be innocent with them.” That perked Sophie right up!

And that’s how Sophie Sweetheart got here. She is in her staging area for her first big concert. She was recording a little video, showing off her dress for her hundreds of thousands of followers. She was nervous, but even more excited! The stadium was sold out, and she was the headliner. There are even rumors Sassi might be in attendance! She hopes they're true, it would be an honor to perform in front of one of her idols! Maybe one day, they’ll even get to share the stage! But that was probably a long ways away. For now, she was excited for the concert, and even more so for what comes after. Wallace “The Wall” Johnson was going to be there tonight. He was some sort of athlete, Sophie doesn’t really know exactly, sports are too confusing. But what she does know is he is built like an obsidian obelisk, and rumor has it he has one in his pants too! Sophie already reached out and has everything set up for after the concert. Turns out her agent was right, guys love the innocent thing. Especially when Sophie is known to be anything but innocent behind a closed bedroom door!

Sammi's Submission

 

As Sammi saw her hormone enhanced butt jiggle as she bounced, she felt a warm sense of pride spread through her whole body. “Mistress and Daddy are gonna be so pleased!” she thought out loud. Mistress is her wife Natalia, and Daddy is Natalia’s new boyfriend. Her very tall, muscular, dark, and handsome boyfriend. Very different from Sammi, even before they started her on this transformative journey. See, before Sammi was this beautiful, bootylicious, blond bombshell, she was Samuel, a little whiteboi who got lucky enough to marry a woman so far out of his league they weren’t even in the same game. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, that luck went to his head, as did the confidence that came with it.

See, once Samuel married Natalia, the confidence of having such a beautiful woman on his arm got him thinking. If he could land such an amazing woman, why couldn’t he land others? So he tried getting with one of the girls in his office that he’d always had a thing for. It did not go as intended. She immediately went to HR. As this wasn’t his first offense, he got fired. When Natalia found out, she was understandably furious. She was threatening divorce, leaving, and taking everything to his name. He dropped to his knees and begged and begged. “Please,” he’d pleaded. “Please don’t leave me! I can’t lose you. I-I’ll do anything, I swear!” “Anything?” She’d asked with a mischievous grin that gave him pause. But he nodded enthusiastically. Her grin grew. “OK then.” She said plainly. He hadn’t known it at the time, but that was the nod that sealed his fate.

The next day, Natalia took Samuel to her lawyer. She laid out the ultimatum: Sign over all his assets or she’d leave and take them anyway. So, without reading any of the things placed in front of him, he signed. His home, his car, his bank accounts- everything now belonged to Natalia. Including Samuel, who was now legally Sammi. In the hundreds and hundreds of pages of legal gibberish that she didn’t read, there was a name and gender change document that declared the man who was once Samuel was now legally a girl named Sammi. She was not too happy after Natalia told her that after signing all the documents. “What!? That- that can’t be legal, can it?” she’d screamed. Natalia shrugged. “Maybe not, but you can no longer afford a lawyer to fight it. So, I think it’s time for a makeover, Sammi.”

Natalia dragged an unhappy Sammi to The Sissy Salon, a salon that specializes in turning boys, especially the small and reluctant ones, into girls. The died her hair blond and added matching extensions. Plastered layers of makeup on her face. They then injected her with what they call their “specialized fast-acting hormone cocktail”. The whole time Sammi sat there, silently pouting, which got cuter and cuter as the makeover went on. Natalia watched, a pleased grin glued on her face the entire time as she took pictures of her new project. After the makeover was complete, the attendants gave Natalia another dozen doses of the hormones to be applied at home so Sammi would develop as intended. Then Natalia took her new girl out shopping for her new clothes, as well as a few “special” accessories.

That first trip to the salon was 3 months ago. In that time, Sammi has been back dozens of times. At first it was a chore. Everything was, given her every shrinking cage and ever growing plug. But as the months went on, something changed in her. The way Natalia treated her did something to her. She was more dominant and aggressive. More demeaning and demanding. And it really turned Sammi on. Every time Natalia made her clean the house in skimpier and skimpier maid outfits, walking up behind her and grabbing what is hers, Sammi felt an ache in her cage that grew more and more arousing each time. Then, after the first few weeks, Natalia introduced Duncan, her new boyfriend. He was tall, muscular, dark, and hung. She’d decided to sign over all of Samuel’s old assets to him. Sammi was pissed, though her newfound submissiveness wouldn’t let her show it. She didn’t want to share mistress with this meathead. What she’d failed to realize is that Mistress isn’t hers to share. She’s Mistress’s to share. And Mistress is more than happy to share her toys, especially with her boyfriend.

After that first introduction, Sammi became very well acquainted with Duncan. More specifically, Duncan’s massive, beautiful cock. She was mesmerized by it. Every time he came over, Sammi would be on her knees in an instant, ready to serve her Daddy. And she would. She’d blow him better than anyone could ask for. She’d begged Mistress Natalia for a dildo to practice on, even if it could compare to the real thing. And practice she did. It was the last thing she did before bed each night, and the first thing in the morning. And at least a dozen times throughout the day. However, Duncan only let Sammi blow him, claiming her ass wasn’t big enough for him. She begged, and she begged, but he never took her from behind like she wanted. Some part of her, a very distant part named Samuel, bucked at the absurdity of her situation. She used to be a man (though not really) who was a well-respected executive (again, yea right), and here she was, begging to be fucked by the man who was sleeping with her wife, banging her throat, and owned everything that was once hers. But she didn’t care about that part of her. She only cared about one part of her: her butt.

As Sammi looked at her booty bounce, she thinks to herself, “This has gotta be it, right?” So, she takes a video of her shaking her butt and begging Daddy to breed her like the naughty slut she is. She sends it to Mistress and Daddy, and hopes it’s enough. A few minutes later, her phone chimes. It’s a message from Daddy that says, “Better get practicing, I’ll be home in 3 hours.” She squeals and grabs her toy, ready for the ride of her life. And then an even better one in just a few hours.

A Dish Best Served Hypnotized

A bit shorter than what I normally write, but I like how it came out! I hope you gals enjoy and I'll be back next Tuesday with another cap!

From Sucky To Sucker

Sorry I'm getting this out a bit late today, had some internet issues the last couple days so wasn't able to get the formatted and yada yada. Anyway, as always, I hope y'all enjoy! Also, I'm thinking I'm gunna start posting caps on Tuesdays instead of Sundays going forward. With my work, I have Sunday and Monday off, so if I don't get to writing during the week, it gives me a couple extra days where I usually don't do much to write. If I get the chance today and tomorrow to finish up another, I'll post it this Tuesday so y'all don't have to wait more than a week. Sorry in advance if not though and keep an eye out the following Tuesday!

Set Sail For Sissyhood!

 

Reminiscing

 

A big ole thank you to the one and only Syd for the GIF and cap idea! I'd mentioned wanting to do a cap with London after having finally watching Gen V and she offered this idea up to me! Isn't she the best!?