Sally was cheesed off and happy at the same time, a weird feeling.

Cheesed off because colds and flu were doing the winter rounds, as usual, and most of her friends were off sick.

Happy because it meant she could wear her new mask…

It looked like a normal mask that people had worn during Covid; maybe a bit more substantial. Giggling, Sally put it on, carefully, then went out for a walk. She had had to put it on carefully because of the special ‘attachment’ inside it; a fairly long rubber penis, that reached into her throat.

She wanted to make sure that she couldn’t say anything but could enjoy herself at the same time. That’s why it was such a surprise to feel the hands gently on the back of her neck…

“Sloppy”, the soft woman’s voice came. “Letting her slave out without fastening her gag properly…”

The mask went tighter on Sally’s head, making her cough into it as the rubber penis pushed further down her throat. At the same time, there was a click…

“There! All done. Can’t have your mistress punishing you, can we?”, the woman’s voice said. She then passed in front of Sally and headed off down the road.

Panicking, Sally tried to remove her mask. No joy, it was now locked on. She hadn’t seen a lock when she wore it…!

She did the only thing she could. She raced off after the woman, and parked herself in front of her, pointing at the mask, gesturing for her to remove it.

“I can’t do that!”, the woman said, aghast. “Your mistress will be angry with both me and you.”

Sally frantically typed a message on her mobile phone.

“I haven’t got a mistress! I bought the mask online, for a laugh!”

She then showed the other woman the receipt on her email.

“Ok… Perhaps you should be a bit more careful about what you buy”, the woman said. “Actually, you’re quite attractive. Have you ever thought about becoming a sub, slave or at least a switch?”

When she said this, the woman gently ran her hand down the side of Sally’s face…

“Turn round, I’ll unlock you”, the woman said. “Then, we can talk about this.”

Sally did and she heard the click again. She then took the mask off quickly, coughing as she did. The other woman’s eyes went wide as she saw the size of the penis.

“You’ve got more experience in this than you think”, she said. “That thing is an absolute monster. Now I’m really interested in having you work with me and for me.”

Sally suddenly noticed the bulge showing in the woman’s skirt…

“Ah, you’ve noticed. I’m what some people call a shemale; I’ve got both male and female parts. I’m actually midway through transitioning; I’ve never been comfortable as a man.”

Sally couldn’t help herself. “I’d never had known; you’re gorgeous.”

“I forgot to ‘anchor it down’ this morning”, the woman said, with a soft giggle. “I’m glad; that erection you gave me would have been quite painful…!”

“What, little old me…?”, Sally said, with a giggle. She was enjoying flirting with this woman.

“My names Michaela”, the woman said, holding out a gloved hand. “Pleased to meet you.”

“Sally”, she said. “Likewise.”

The pair perched at an outside table at a small coffee shop. Sally got to know Michaela; she was also finding out what she needed to know about Sally, especially when she started gently running her foot up and down Sally’s leg under the table…

“Don’t….”, moaned Sally. “You’ll make me make a mess…!”

Sally was frantically trying not to come, but Michaela was too much for her. Blushing bright red, she dived into the coffee shop’s toilet.

She shortly came back out, still flustered. “You bitch…!”

“Call me that again, and we will have a problem”, said Michaela, sternly. “Especially if you take up my offer.”

Contritely, Sally apologised profusely; then she saw the smile on Michaela’s face.

“Gotcha…!”

Michaela had a wicked sense of humour; it came from her ‘mixed heritage’ of being both male and female. She also was loving winding up Sally; so much so, she started stroking her leg again as soon as she sat down…

Sally moaned and glared at Michaela. A minute later, she was back in the loo…

“I’m going to have to teach you some self-control”, Michaela said, when they started walking back to her flat. “I can’t have you dashing off to the loo every time you get excited; anyone would think you were a newcomer to orgasms…”

She then looked closer at Sally.

“I thought you were into this sort of thing! You’re a frigging virgin, aren’t you!”

Blushing again, Sally nodded…

Michaela was furious. Both at Sally, and herself.

“I could have done you lasting damage!”, she said. “The size of that gag of yours made it look like you were an expert.”

“Don’t be ridiculous; I can look after myself”, said Sally. “Now, are we going to be friends or not?”

“One thing at a time”, said Michaela.

Arm in arm, the pair walked off down the road…