"While most saw nothing more than another piece of exquisite arm-candy, James saw his masterpiece."
Transcript: Perfect. James Slade felt nothing but satisfaction as he
gazed upon the yielding blonde in his bed. Tiffany James called her, though her
legal name was something else. Her bleached blonde hair and shapely breasts were
likewise no more real than her name. Even her tantalizingly sweet pussy was no
more than an extremely well-crafted counterfeit. But no one except for James
Slade would ever know. While most saw nothing more than another piece of
exquisite arm-candy, James saw his masterpiece.
Tiffany had been a young man named Carl once. From the
moment Carl had been introduced to James, he had begun following James around
like a lost puppy. It was natural James supposed. James was everything that
most men strived to be: handsome, wealthy, successful, and dominant. Much came
from his inheritance, including the genes to his majestically sized body, among
other things, and like many others, Carl had flocked to him for direction. In
fact, Carl was so eager to please, that turning him into a sissy and had hardly
taken any work at all. It had been somewhat disappointing actually; James quite
enjoyed the gratification of crushing a man’s will before bending it to his
own. Sure, Carl had tried to resist when James had had him injected with
feminizing hormones and even cried the first time the James had pounded his
tight virgin ass, but only the first time. Countless surgical procedures and untold
hours of ‘instruction’ later, the finished product lay before him, awaiting its
christening.
Adorned and painted in her very best, Tiffany had
accompanied James to a company party earlier in the evening. Though it did not
behoove her to stand as his equal, Tiffany had played the part of a well-groomed
young lady marvelously well at James’ behest. Here in the privacy of a secluded
room however, she could give in to her instincts; James was her master. She had
hiked up her dress, removed her panties, and exposed her prize. Tiffany feverishly
desired to feel her master’s enormously large cock within her once again, but
she was his to do with as he pleased. Whatever James wanted from her, she would
give. His pleasure became hers. Tiffany knew that she was her master’s sissy
and nothing else could ever make her happier.