She Made Me A Shemale Dog Trainer (Gay Zoo)

By Michelle M.
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You’d think, being a successful lawyer, fairly good looking, some even say hot maybe, take care of my body, finding a girlfriend would not be hard, but in my case, it was becoming more than just hard.

So, on a Friday evening, attending a conference out of town, I stopped in a nice looking, upscale club to grab a bite to eat, and who knows, new town, maybe getting lucky.

I had just finished a good sandwich, bottoming out my first beer. I looked up just as one of the most stunning women I have ever seen walked in. She was a brunette, olive skin, outstanding tits, obviously no bra, but firm, with nipples begging for some attention.

She stopped at the entrance, began what looked like a total scan of the pets she may want to play with tonight. I was fascinated at how long she took, looking at each eligible guy in the place. When her eyes finally landed on me, something inside me began to tingle, then my cock became instantly hard, rock, tenting my pants. My breathing was changing from relaxed to labored.

For the first time in my life, a woman looking at me had me somewhat frightened. Never taking her eyes off me, she moved across the floor to my side, running a single finger over my lips, “You are good looking, incredibly good looking. I’ll bet you’d make a perfect pet and a fun training toy for my boys. Do you want to buy me a drink so that we can get acquainted?”

Before I could answer, she had rubbed her hand between my legs, took a firm hold of my cock, through my pants, led me to a private table, sliding me in first then following. Sliding in close to me, kissing my neck, “I know you’re not a local, so tell me, where are you from?”

I could barely talk, but somehow, I told her where I was from and why I was here in town. She leaned back, smiling. Tonight is really my lucky evening. I’m from such and such city, only a few miles from where you live. I have a ranch there, where I raise a special breed of dogs. We are going to become such good friends.”

She had me in a sexual haze, one that I’ve never been in, but really wasn’t aware this feeling was even possible. She had my pants down, my cock in her hand, pumping it up and down, making me moan, slumping back in the seat, just praying she’d let me cum soon.

While she pumped me, she talked, telling me when we left, I would be nude and she’d be leading me by my cock, much like you pull a wagon, then we’ll go to my place, I keep here in the city so I can pick up fun pets like I just did you.

I tried to explain people would see her leave with me, and she’d be arrested, but if she let me go, no foul, no harm. Giggling, “If I stood up now, some people would say they are looking at a redhead with small tits, some would say a blonde with huge tits, and others would see me as you see me, so not much of a chance I would get caught, but you’ll still be on the missing person’s list.”

When our drinks were served, I was sitting there totally nude, a rock-hard cock. Mine is average for the most part, not too big but big enough to have fun with. She had pushed the table back, was sitting on my lap, riding my cock to at least two orgasms.

Flirting with the waitress, “You really need to ride this cock, it won’t get soft, and he won’t cum inside you. Want to give it a try?”

She smiled, switched positions with who I had learned as JJ, or in my case. She now told me I would call her Mistress JJ. The cute waitress got up on me, rode me for a long time. I think at least three explosions in her body, cum was all over my cock and legs. Then she told every waitress in the place to come and try me out.

I had arrived around 6 pm. I think I saw Mistress around seven or so. When it was just after 2 am, the club was open for another 30 minutes. She got up. She took hold of my cock and led me, just like she said out to her car. I had no idea how many women had lost their nectar on my shaft, but I needed to cum so badly, my body was shaking, and my cock was still hard as it had ever been.

Her place seemed to be out in the country, although I wasn’t sure where or how we were going. I had slipped into a sexual haze. Playing with my nipples, stroking my wet cock, was all I could do while she was driving.

Pulling into a garage, there were two unbelievably cute girls, all nude and waiting for her, hugging them, “Ladies, so good to see you again. I have a new pet. This one will be for my ranch in Brazil, so we’ll need to prepare him for the stop in Mexico, then Tijuana. I’ll pick him.” Then she giggled, “I mean, I’ll pick her up and take her to the ranch.”

I was still sexually frustrated, but I heard enough, “You can’t take me out of the country. I’m a lawyer and have a full-time job. I can’t be gone from my firm.”

The cute blonde took hold of my cock, stroking it, “Oh honey, when we’re done with you here in a few days, you won’t even know how to spell your name, so just relax, and we’ll take care of you.”

Now I was terrified. I was helped into what looked like a medical room, one large, permanent exam table in the center, helped up onto it, my arms and legs were secured. The cute redhead said, “Let’s do her tits first, then we can ride that good-looking cock while we wait.”

So confused by what is happening to me, they mention tits, and not sure what they mean, but I’m fascinated when they hook up what appears to be some large pump on each breast, making sure my man’s nipple is lined up in the suction part. Then slowly, it comes to life. The cute blonde leans over, “I’m so sorry for the pain you’re about to have, but we can’t give you any pain meds, it will interfere with the cell growth taking place, but we’ll try and fuck you as often as we can, so it takes your mind off what is happening.”

I was going to ask, ‘what cell growth’ when the machine kicked in. It felt like twenty maybe more needles shot into each breast, injecting some liquid into each one. The pain was more than I had ever felt before, straining against my restraints, begging them to stop this and let me up. Tears were running down my face, my body twisting and turning, more and more liquid went into me. It felt like liquid heat, burning like alcohol is poured on a cut or open wound. One of them had climbed up onto my cock, riding it now. She was correct, it did take my mind off the intense pain, but it was still there.

The machine kept pumping and injecting more and more liquid into me. It went on and on. The two girls told me good night and were gone after they had ridden me to many climaxes. I eventually became numb to the pains and fell asleep also. When I woke, it was still pumping. Either I had become used to what was happening, or it had slowed down. However, my breast felt strange against the sides of the pump. It felt like they had filled the pump all the way out, it felt like they had grown, but I knew that was impossible. The pain was still there but now only occasionally.

When the girls checked me, one of them got up on me, easing my hard cock up inside her. The other one was checking the tubes on my chest.

I needed to get some relief so badly, I couldn’t make out who was on me or the one by my side, “Is there any way I can cum, I am so full, and my balls and cock are aching, please just some relief?”

One of them giggled, “Be patient. In no time, we’ll hook up your cock. Then you’ll be begging us not to let you cum anymore.”

I have no idea how long that second day I was hooked to the double pumps, but a ‘ding, ding, ding’ brought me out of an erotic slumber, someone was riding my cock, I could tell they were close when the machine sounded. “Let it go, I’m almost there, just a few more minutes, and I’m cumming.”

I was wide awake now, excited to have something happen, a change would be so exciting, but before they took my chest things off, both of them stroked my cock, squeezed my balls, “Oh, she is so ready, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone as full as she is.”

They kept referring to me as a ‘she’ and I wanted to correct them, but before I could say anything, they wheeled over a large machine, took a sleeve from it, sliding it over my raging hard-on, then pulled a latex type of material over my balls, securing them up tight against my shaft. As soon as it turned on, had I been able to cum, I would have. It started to squeeze and pull on my hard shaft. Then it felt like a series of needles pierced my balls and the head of my penis, causing me to scream immediately, trying to get it off me, of course not able to.

More piercings now, all up and down the rock-hard-shaft, at the same time more and faster pumping. The small piercings seemed to be random all over my shaft, quick little sticks like something was being injected quickly, but only a small amount of whatever was being put in my body.

That is when the two cups were pulled off my chest. A mirror was overhead, so as soon as they were off, I could see my chest. My eyes went wide open, and my mouth dropped open the same. I had two large tits. Not just big but huge double D’s, at least tits. Screaming, “What the fuck have you done to me, are those really mine? I can’t have tits, not tits like these.”

The redhead pinched one nipple, making me moan, “Yep, they are your tits, but wait until you see the size of your cock. It is going to be huge.”

Tears are running down my face, looking at those monsters I have, knowing my life as I have known it is over, there will never be a chance to practice again with these things.

My self-pity is short-lived as soon as my two companions started to suck, pull, pinch and massage my giant orbs. My cock is jumping inside the tube, encasing it. These two had me so excited. The multiple shots I was receiving were soon forgotten. By the way, my new tits were spiking my arousal.

They kept playing with me for some time, then put on a pair of vibrating nipple clamps to keep me aroused and in the erotic haze. I have again no idea how long I was like this. It was long enough for them to hook up an IV feeding tube.

At some point in this haze, I heard the cock machine buzz. The two girls came in, removed my nipple clamps, and then pulled the cover off my new cock. I was staring in the mirror at my new tits, and now a good 11-inch cock, rock hard and twitching, big girth on it, I knew I’d never get my hand around it. I’ve never seen two girls more excited to see what the machine had given me.

Helping me up, my whole sense of balance was off, but with some effort, we moved into a kitchen area, where they had prepared a full course breakfast, sausage, bacon, eggs, waffles, coffee, and OJ. I was famished but couldn’t help but play with my new tits and that cock. The girls were doing the same. It was only moments after breakfast when the blonde crawled up in my lap, easing my shaft up inside her and riding me until she exploded cum everywhere.

As soon as she got off, her companion was on me riding just like before – I was amazed at how good it felt to be up inside them while they were playing with my boobs. By the time the second one was almost ready to lose it, I felt a familiar feeling rising in me, one I had not felt for a long time, gripping her hips, both of us exploded together, me filling her up with a huge amount of my seed, our combined juices running everywhere.

All of us were exhausted. I took the free time to take a much-needed shower, stroking my cock, which had not gone down, but remained hard and playing with my boobs.

They had a cold beer waiting for me when I got out, pulling a long swig on the bottle. I had barely put the bottle down when a fuzzy, funny feeling rushed over me. My two companions took hold, “Sorry, Nikki, but we have one last change that needs to take place, but you will be out for all of this.” I was helped into a different room. A large cocoon type of bed was open, laying me down, giving me an injection, the top was closed, my world went black.

Waking on a bed, both girls by my side, the blonde, holding my hand, “We’re going to help you up, but it is going to be a shock to you. The good news is you’re all done with us. Soon JJ will be here to take you to your first work area.”

They helped me stand in front of a full-length mirror. All I could do was stare, now long dark brunette hair, eyebrows, and lipstick, olive-colored skin, soft feminine features, where a definite man once was. No hair on my body, only soft skin that felt so good rubbing it, toenails painted the same color as my fingernails – fingers now long and slender. My tits matched the new me perfectly, and the giant cock, topped off my new shemale look, hot, horny, and sexually ready for anything Mistress JJ had in mind. Looking at the girls, “I really am striking and good looking, you’ve changed all of me, I look like a shemale porn star, I have looked at for a long time.”

While I was admiring myself, JJ walked in, looked me over, “I knew you’d be perfect, grab a wrap, we’ll take my plane to your work area.”

The flight was just over two hours long. Mistress JJ played with me all the way there, taking time to explain I would be working as a hostess in a high-end men’s club. They love shemales and love to use them and have the shemales sometimes let them feel how a nice size cock feels.

Normally I would have been disgusted, but some programming was done while I was out, and now I was excited to see what it felt like to get fucked.

I must admit, I was one of the hotter shemales at the club, and as such, my time was all booked up from the time the club opened until it closed. The first time a guy bent me over, shoved his cock up my ass, I thought I was going to die, but the pain went away quickly, allowing me to push back, trying to get more of him in me.

That first night I also fucked a guy for the first time. Thinking back to my old life, this would have been a ‘gay’ thing, but now it felt so good. As soon as my cock was deep inside him and pumping in and out, a wave of pleasure came over me, causing me to moan.

I looked forward to giving blowjobs, getting my clients hard, sometimes swallowing their cum if they shot early – this seemed like the perfect place for me, and I looked to spending my life here.

The perfect evening was sucking on a cock, making it hard, then sometimes being spanked or punished, before being on all fours, as he used me hard, fast, making me whimper with desire.

I was doing a really good job, making great money for the club, so when Mistress came and got me, telling me she needed me at a different club, I was surprised, but she was my owner, and whatever she needed, I was her slave.

The drive was a little over 2 hours to a club out in nowhere, all farmers and construction crew guys.

We stepped in, all eyes turned to me, one glance told me some of the guys hadn’t showered for days, some came right from the job to here, and I was supposed to give them a blowjob, then have them fuck me.

I wanted so badly to object, but Mistress seemed satisfied to have me here. The first guy stepped up, “You look hot as hell. Why don’t you start on your knees? Then I’ll think about fucking you.”

Down on my knees, his cock and balls reeked of old sweat and a filthy shat. Giving him a blowjob, I just about lost my cookies. When that dirty cock entered my ass, I knew I’d get a disease from it, but he fucked me hard, long, and eventually, he emptied his dirty seed inside me also.

The next month or so was the worse time I think I have ever experienced, dirty farm and construction workers, all spending huge amounts of money to use me or have me use them, I made a lot of money, but every day my spirits seemed to drop lower and lower.

Then one day, Mistress JJ showed up, hugging me in her arms, “You have done so well being changed into a shemale for rich high-end guys as well as the hard workers all trying to enjoy some pleasure. Now I want you to come to work for me, in a special ranch where I train male dogs to take care of their male owners, in only the way a shemale can appreciate.”

Then she hugged me again, making sure her midsection rubbed against my rigid cock. Whenever she did this, I was lost in the erotic haze she had put me in originally.

Her private plane flew us to somewhere in South America. By car, we drove to her ranch. As soon as we arrived, several young ladies were there to greet us, hugging me, “We need to give you a series of shots that will change the scent and moisture in your anal area. These will make you sick for a few days, but then I’ll take you down to meet some new playmates.”

She owned me, never objected to how she wanted to use me, the shots were given, and my stomach was upset in no time. I was in bed, throwing up for several days, finally feeling better, a good meal and some exercise. She took me to the kennels.

I was nude, as usual, cock rigid and tits big and excited, hugging me, “You have been programmed to love cocks of all sizes. Look at how big and ready this one is?”

She was patting a large golden, his cock was impressive, in a few seconds I was on all fours, he was licking me and in no time jumping up on my back, his monster shaft slid into me easily, making me drop my head, the speed he was fucking me was like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

I was leaking cum like mad. As soon as he unloaded his first amount of seed deep inside me, I exploded also. He kept on filling me with his golden nectar, causing me to experience mini climaxes again and again.

It felt so good, cleaning his cock after he was finished with me and even better when he backed into me, holding my own cock, rubbing it over his rear entrance, pushing it in, hearing him yelp, made me fuck him hard and long. He seemed so satisfied when I emptied my load in his girly rear hole.

Joining Mistress JJ, “So you sell these to guys who enjoy being fucked and fucking a beautiful dog?”

She hugged me, “Yes, for a lot of money, and only a true shemale can train them like they need to be trained.”

Lying in bed a month or so later, thinking how lucky I had been to be in the club when Mistress JJ walked in.

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

One comment

  • Jas111757

    I would love to be one of Mistress JJ’s shemale dog trainers. I would love if she could give me breast and a big shemale cock like that. And I would really love having all her big dogs knottting in my ass cumming..

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