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OUT OF CONTROL
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Trapped. Krista's little pill in my coffee had me trapped. Her hypnotic
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spell over me, had forced me to masterbate in the cafeteria, then walk
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around to show everyone the cum stains on my jeans. Then Krista took me
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home where Krista, Betty, Rita, and Sandy worked on transforming me into
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a girl. The worst part was that under the hypnotic spell, I wanted them
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to do this more than anything in the world. Now, the worst was yet to
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come! They wanted to take me out in public dressed like this!
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"Should we give Freddy some makeup?," asked Sandy.
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"No," said Krista, "I think it'll be more fun if there's no question
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that Freddie isn't a girl, but just a panty-assed little jerk off."
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Now that I was dressed like a girl, the post-hypnotic suggestion had
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been realized. I began to rebel at their plans.
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"Now, I don't know about going on in PUBLIC like this," I said, "I
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mean, funs fun, but let's not get carried away."
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"Freddie, we'll decide what you'll do," said Krista. "However, I do
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think it's time for more post-hypnotic suggestions...kumquat."
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At the sound of the word "kumquat," I lapsed into a deep sleep.
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Krista's still had me under her power!
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"Now, little Freddie," smirked Krista, "not only do you want to go
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out in public like this, you'll think nothing of your new wardrobe.
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What's more, you've developed a yen for cock. You liked the taste of
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your own cum soooo much that you want to sample other men's cum. So,
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much that it's the staple of your new diet. All you want to eat is cum.
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Anything else makes you sick to your stomach. Everytime one of us ask
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you if you're getting hungry, you will be starved, and only cum will
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satisfy your hunger. Okay, little girl, snap out of it."
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With those last words, I awoke. I no longer felt ill at ease about
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going out in my new clothes. All I could think about is how they made me
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lick up my own cum earlier, and how good it tasted.
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"Let's go," said Betty.
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With that we went to Krista's car and drove to a nearby by bar. As we
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walked in I commented that I didn't know about this place, and had never
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been there before.
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"You don't usually frequent gay bars, Freddie?," asked Krista.
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"Well, I thought it might be the place to go to help you satisfy your
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hunger. By the way, Fred, are you hungry?"
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"Come to think of it, I'm starved, " I said. The desire to eat cum
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was even greater now, it was at a fever pitch.
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"Well, Freddie," said Betty, "I'm sure one of these gentlemen would
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be glad to feed you your dinner."
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Just then, Sandy came up to us with a man, who was about six foot
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two, and about twenty five.
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"Hi, Freddie," said Sandy. "I was just telling Sam here that you
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wanted to suck his cock."
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I looked up at the man sheepishly. I DID want to suck his cock!
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"Hi, Freddie," said Sam. "Why don't we all go into the back room."
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All of us went into the back room. Sam undid his pants, and said,
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"Okay, Freddie, suck away."
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I looked at his cock like it was Thanksgiving dinner. I took his
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penis into my mouth, and almost immediately it grew to its full six
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inches. Soon, Sam was moving his hips into me, and crushing his penis
further into my mouth. I almost choked, but the taste of his pre-cum was
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like a fine champagne in my mouth. After a couple of minutes of fucking
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my mouth, jets of jism went into my mouth. As hungry as I was, I gulped
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down almost all of it, although drips of cum drooled from my mouth.
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That's when I saw a flash. I looked up, and Krista was holding a camera
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and grinning widely.
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"Just some pictures for our scrapbook, Freddy," said Krista. "And
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believe me when we're done with you it will be filled with LOTS of
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pretty pictures like this one."
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I was soooo humiliated. Here I was dressed like a girl, with some
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guy's cum dripping out of my mouth. I couldn't imagine being humiliated
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more than this. Yet, Krista's comment about LOTS of pictures made me
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believe that I had lots yet to come.
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TO BE CONTINUED.
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