What I had not expected was that they would be able to turn my mood around and gave me one of the most exciting nights of my life. Chyna had brought some amazing outfits. Lilly selected a latex catsuit from it, and she looked like a superhero, complete with mask and ears and a cattail.



No matter how much I felt like a woman already, especially in the leather pencil skirt Chyna had brought for me, but my manhood reacted all on its own accord at the sight of Lilly. Which caused an undesirable bulge in my skirt, despite the cage, and giving me a very uncomfortable feeling. I made the mistake to beg Lilly to remove the cage for a bit and let me have a go at her.



It was Chyna who explained that as a bottom I should not make such requests and that a punishment was in order. I wasn't sure if I liked where this was going, but both girls begged me to play along, and they'd make sure it was worth it. So I agreed to be the sub for the night, accepting anything they deemed necessary. My punishment was really not such a big deal, they simply stopped me from talking.



I had to open my mouth wide and a rubber like mold was pushed behind my teeth. It was flexible at first, as it heated up from my body temperature, but then it got stiffer and indeed I could no longer talk. Looking in the mirror I could see my lips were slightly open in what could be considered an invitation to some intruder. They painted my lips blood-red to show the point.



The punishment for my manhood was an ice-cold washcloth after they removed the skirt, that made everything shrink down there. The cage came off easily and I wondered if perhaps I was still going to get lucky. But Chyna had a different type of cage that fit my temporary new size. When it was locked on me, and the skirt was on me again, there was no bulge at all, nor was there room for one. I was truly a girl for the night.



Lilly's catsuit had a clever zipper in her crotch, allowing her to relief herself in the bathroom or give access to her by now soaking snatch. As I had suspected there was no room under the latex skin for any underwear, and I could see her fluids drip from her body. Chyna had some sort of a rubber dildo, and she screwed it in the opening between my lips. I had a dick again but it now stuck from my face.



It didn't take long before I sat on my knees with my face between her legs, as she sat back on the sofa. I did my best pleasuring her with my new appendix. There had to be some hollow tube in it, as her fluids were draining into my mouth, and I had to swallow her nectar away, giving me more incentive apparently to make her feel good.



And eager as she was, she started pushing back onto my face, which caused the dick insert to go deeper in my mouth as well. I had no choice but sucking on it, as the fluids kept coming steadily. It wasn't really clear anymore who was fucking who.



I won't say I came when she came. But the pressure in my throat combined with the flood of moist caused the dildo to slid in deeper than I thought possible. Way deeper than Jack's dick had ever fucked my mouth. And the stretching feeling that it gave me made it all tingle in that area, and if your nerves are on fire from a sexual act, then isn't that technically an orgasm?



Next thing I know, still on my knees between Lilly's legs, my skirt is pulled up and a slippery intruder enters my rear side. My gasp sucked in the last bit of my face dildo, the other end still deep in my throat. So I had a dick in each of my holes, making me not just a girl, but a slut at that. And the instant pleasure in my rear made me suck hard on the dick in my mouth. Was I a cocksucker now?



I never had fantasies about sucking a cock. There's a clear difference between being face fucked passively, like Jack had done to me and actively sucking a dick in deeper and deeper, with the goal of making it cum down your throat. But my brain was already contemplating how much more pleasure I could give Jack, next time he took me. So yes, I guess I was a cocksucker now.



Sucking on one end, likewise I tried my muscles on the other side, trying to pull the intruder deeper into my rear. I imagined having a pussy and needing my womb sprayed. Getting impregnated from two sides? Whatever switch had turned my mind, the thought of reproduction became so overwhelming, I just had to make these dicks cum inside me. Muscles I didn't even know I had, in both my throat and rear, squeezed and held, and forced an orgasm in both places taking both my lovers over the edge as well.



Before I passed out, I could feel both my throat and my rear sprayed with violence, overloading all my senses. My last breath was a huge moan, and I heard others moan as well, then everything went black.



It's funny, I had lost consciousness in such a violent way, but it was the pleasure of it that remained as a dream when my consciousness slowly came back. I could breath again, the rubber mouth piece gone, my throat free of dick. I could taste Lilly's nectar still, as I could feel my insides wet from whatever Chyna had injected into me. My mind still told me I had performed the best possible job in getting pregnant, and a contented smile was on my face. When my eyes opened all I could say was, that was fucking fantastic!



It was shock what I saw in their eyes. Two women who had spit roasted me, thinking they had killed me perhaps. Then it was recognition I was alive followed by relief I was okay. Then a blast of pleasure once they realized it had indeed been perfect for me as well.



When I managed to sit up they were both screaming how wonderful it had been and how scared they were when I passed out. I grabbed each with one arm and pulled them close to me, and I told them I loved them both. They made me drink and eat some, and slowly I got my strength back, while I tried to explain what had happened inside my body and inside my brain. We ended up all crying from happiness.



Chyna said she had another surprise, clothing wise. I had to strip naked, completely. That's when she noticed my breasts were smaller than she remembered from the night before, and Lilly explained about the special cream we had used. Chyna was actually upset about that, saying it was dangerous stuff. And there were better ways to give me breasts. She actually worked in a plastic surgery clinic, and improving breast sizes was a very common procedure. She was sure she could get me scheduled soon, and use her employee discount.



So the night turned better and better and Chyna wanted to know if I was ready to start hormones as well. It was sweet really. She had two saucers, each with a pill on it, like in that movie the Matrix. One pill was pink, and it would be my official start to womanhood, whereas the blue pill would increase my male libido, and they would release my cage, and I could have a go at both of them.



It wasn't much of a choice, as I looked down at my only piece of skin that was not naked. It was so small and not at all uncomfortable. My body and brain already knew I did not need it to have mind blowing orgasms, literally. And just like that I took the pink pill, and washed it away with a sip of water. Both women hugged me, like I was already their sister.



As much as I had liked the leather pencil skirt, it was nothing compared to the full length corset dress that Chyna held up for me. It was butter soft and I knew instantly that leather would be my all time lover. When I stepped into the dress, my lovers pulled it up on me, feeding my arms in the sleeves, then tying the laces that went from top to bottom. There was no zipper and it probably took fifteen minutes before the laces were perfectly tied across the full length. I felt like a mermaid and I knew I never wanted to take it off, despite the fact I could only make inch size steps.



The mirror confirmed my mermaid fantasy, and it showed me some skin across the whole length of my back. Subconsciously I wondered if Jack could fuck me through the small room the laces left me at my rear, without me having to take the dress ever off.



As I was still admiring myself, Chyna and Lilly started making out on the bed. Lilly was still a latex pussy cat, as Chyna looked more like a black panther in her leather catsuit, with her monster dildo still sticking out from her crotch. I knew how deep she had taken me and likewise I knew it would reach indeed Lilly's womb.



I wanted to join them on the bed, but I was eight foot away and I could only take miniscule steps.



As I slowly moved to the bed, it was clear that Lilly was now the bottom, as Chyna covered her fully, taking her mouth in a deep kiss. Lilly moaned and in the dance they were performing I could only watch in awe, not realizing I had stopped moving. It didn't take long before Lilly positioned the woman on top of her so that the strap-on dildo lined up with her still or again soaking pussy. It was like a ballet move, the way Chyna slowly entered her, not stopping until the whole monster was fully inside Lilly.



They moved as one now, as I was playing with my own breasts, deliciously covered by the soft leather, getting hotter myself with every moan they released. I could feel Lilly cumming, before I saw her hips come up from the bed, then taking Chyna along with her, who pushed her back down. I wished I could have come with them, but I still felt very satisfied in body and mind.



I started moving again, and with no way of climbing onto the bed, I simply dropped myself forward, on top of them. They welcomed me lovingly and suddenly I was wedged between them, multiple arms and legs wrapped around me, as I could feel their heartbeats slowly come down. I felt so thankful for these two wonderful women, who shared this intimacy with me. That's how we fell asleep.



I dreamed of being a mermaid, not having legs but a strong tail. A large dolphin was interested in me and pushed himself against me. I wanted him and cooed him to take me, and that's when I could feel him enter me. With no legs to spread it was incredibly tight, but his monster was incredibly long, agile and slippery, and pushed deeper and deeper inside me. I started trashing my tail, sucking him in deeper with my muscles.



I was pinned on him with no chance of escape and accepted the fate of him mating me. I would give him a beautiful daughter, I knew, as our movements synchronized and I sensed he got closer as did I. When he squirted in my womb, made me his, he took me over the edge, as we raced through the water, our tails building a huge speed. He kept coming and coming, as I had a second and third orgasm. When he finally stopped moving, he kissed me in my neck, and then started slowly pulling out. He promised he would come back some day to give our daughter a sister. I'll be waiting for you, I whispered.



When I opened my eyes, Lilly and Chyna were both looking at me, with big smiles on their face. You're an absolute natural, Lilly said, and Chyna nodded. What happened, I said, where is my dolphin? Now they both laughed out loud. Is that why you were trashing? Chyna asked. A mermaid being fucked by her dolphin lover? And she showed me a long, thin snake, glistening with moist. My moist.



I nodded, smiling now as well. It was wonderful. I just kept coming as he mated me, impregnated me. I wanted his baby so bad! They both kissed me, promising they would help me. Chyna would talk with the surgeon in the clinic, to see what could be done. And just like that we would be together again the next night.



They had to help me out of my corset dress, and I stroked the soft leather before I handed it back to Chyna. But she said, it's yours, I can't think of anyone who deserves it more. Under one condition though. I couldn't believe my luck, I could wear this anytime I wanted? So I nodded, anything you want. It's simple, she said, you will wear it, anytime Lilly or I want you to, no exceptions. If we keep it on you for a week, or a month, or forever, as tight or loose as we chose, you will wear it with pride and be our sub. Agreed?



I could only think of wearing it for the rest of my life, being a mermaid in my dreams, being fucked whenever they wanted to. I loved them both, so I agreed. And I couldn't wait to wear it for Jack as well.



After showering we all got ready for work. I was to wear the leather pencil with a satin blouse. Shiny nylons and four inch heels complemented my killer look. I didn't even realize I was still wearing the tiny cage, but I was either going to be accepted as a woman today, or they'd fire me.



I was fired. Right after my first bathroom break. Men were not allowed in the ladies room, and on paper I was still male. They were clearly happy how easily they got rid of me. I got two weeks of severance by promising them not to sue. A girl's gotta pay the rent, right?



I went home first, hadn't been there for a couple of days. I sulked for an hour or so, then decided to call Lilly. She was upset. Not with me, but with my old company. She told me to come over, as she would take the rest of the day off. Somehow that made me feel better, she was a friend that truly cared.



When I arrived, Chyna just got in as well. Another friend. I told the whole story and we cried together, and somehow I felt much better. That's when Chyna told her news.



So yes, her boss was interested in helping me. As was a TV producer. Long story short, the TV show wanted to follow a transgender woman, 24/7, from the beginning of transition, all the way to the end. Chyna's boss would perform all procedures for free, all filmed of course. There would be certain sessions with a full TV crew, but day to day Chyna and Lilly would record my life, together with a bunch of fixed cameras in either Lilly's or Chyna's apartment, as they were both close to the clinic.



So that afternoon, in the clinic, we met Dr. Zeke, the plastic surgeon, and Simon A. the producer of the reality documentary that would follow me non-stop for the next 365 days, perhaps longer. A schedule was drawn up for certain surgeries that would be applied to me as the red thread that kept the "story line".



It would start with breast implants, the most important modification in my opinion. Then there was hair removal, facial and oral surgery, a voice box procedure, a rib removal, hip and butt expansions, shortening of some tendons in my legs, posture correction, an anal pleasure box implant, and then a number of procedures on my genitals, from castration to penis reduction, to clitoris growth, to gender reassignment surgery. There were also some mental conditioning programs to make it easier for me to adapt.



I would give up on my own place, as would Chyna, as Lilly's place had the most potential. Her neighbor was moving and the TV producer would claim the apartment and combine it with Lilly's into one big unit. I would get a generous allowance, for clothing, food and my share of the rent. I could also get a job in the clinic, not an engineering one, but still...



I agreed, but under one condition. I couldn't sue my old company, but the first episode would call them out in how they handled my situation, my demotion and my termination. Maybe it would help someone else down the road and that was worth it.



Both Lilly and Chyna signed as well, although they would keep their day jobs. The three of us would mostly share the bed, although boyfriends and other girlfriends were recommended. The show needed enough drama to keep viewers engaged.



So, in one day I lost my job and found a new one. In less than a week my male life had ended, and within a year I would be very feminine, a celebrity even, with girlfriends, boyfriends, and a very active sex life. Not bad for someone who was almost too scared to tell his friend he liked to dress up. And have actual breasts, tiny ones, just an inch...