That's What Mates Are For...

You have to tell him Bill.

I know, I know. Just don’t rush me will ya Ted.

Well get it over and done with, this is killing me.

Killing you? How do you think I feel? And what about Sam here when he finds out?

Tell me what lads?  Are we going to have our fem night or what?

Well, Sam, that’s the whole point you see. Ted here, well his wife sort of found out about our ‘poker’ nights. She went spare, I tell you. And she told my Mary. The shit hit the fan in a big way mate. You ain’t got to live with a crappy mooded woman like us two, with you being single. You have no idea how much hell it can be.

Yeah, Sam. I’ve been told no sex for a month. It’s frosty at home, an’ that’s putting it lightly.

See? He’s goin’ to have to go without for ages, and I’m sleeping in the garage now. Neither of us can afford a divorce - where the fuck would we live? It means the houses, kids, the lot. We can’t risk that. You do understand that, don’t you?

That’s your problem lads, if you wan’t to call it quits then fine, I will find somebody else to share this with.

Er. It’s not only our problem Sam. You know you said how slippy your suit was tonight? Well, and this don’t make me happy mate, it wasn’t oil to make it slide on easier like we said, it was, well, not to beat about the bush, to tell the truth, and getting right down to it, and I don’t mean to sort of skirt the issue, you understand? But, well, you know how bitchy the girls can be and they ain’t really fans of yours, and I can’t keep sleeping in the garage, you know. Well, to cut a long story short mate. It wasn’t oil. It was superglue. They told us to put it on your suit, breast forms, mask, wig and nails. Sorry Sam, but look on the bright side, eh? Your boots wasn't included!

Still friends, yeah?

The Team part 4

Right Steven, lets go about getting you laid, ok?

Mmm, Please Miss Angela, that’s soo needed

I believe it, what name are you using and what have you typed so far?

‘Dirty minded fuck-puppet to use as you wish, I’m Linzi, and I just want to please all you lovely guys out there, the larger the better. I adore being used and humiliated, I have been practising oral and can take up to 8 inches now! E-mail me and tell me how you would use and abuse me please’ she read.

That’s very good Linzi, you really are eager to please, aren’t you? Now, add your e-mail and real name and give me the password to the account like a good sissy

Yes Miss Angela, and yes, I do want to please the men so much!

Believe me Linzi, you can get off now on knowing that soon you will pleasing an awful lot of people, especially me. Am I kind, or am I kind dear?

Miss Angela, you are the kindest person I have ever met! I don’t know how to thank you for showing me what I really was

I’m sure I will get my reward later sweetie. But just now its ‘sleepy time’

The Gatecrashers

          Jesus, how the hell do you walk in these things? I'm going to break my bloody ankle!
         
          Look, I'm having trouble too, but you don't hear me complaining do you Darren ?, I told you I could
          make you look like a bird with the spell, but it only does appearance, not skills, not minds understand?
          Now behave or the girls will get suspicious.

          Ok Bernie, and I thank you, I really do, but I can't hardly walk! And this bloody thong is cutting me in
          half!

          You chose the outfit you tart, try to act ladylike will you, you are drawing attention to us. And stop 
           scratching your groin, it's disgusting.

           Sorry Bern, you're right, lets get a beer shall we?

           A beer? Are you like a total idiot? White wine for me please. Damn, you men are so uncouth.

           Are you ok Bern, you sound a bit funny?

           Er, I'm not really sure actually sweetie, be a love and get me that wine please, I need to powder my 
           nose.


         

The Team (pt 2)

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The Team (pt 1)

Take the picture Candi , like a good boy

*snap*

Well done! You are a good boy! What do good boys do?

Good boys obey Miss

Thats right, and you are such a good boy.  What is your new profile name?

Candi Luvcock Miss

Well done!  You are doing so well Candi.  What does Candi like most?

Candi loves to suck cocks Miss

Excellent! Good boy. Now write your hobby into your profile.  And who’s cocks would Candi really like to suck most?

The school soccer team Miss.  

     

Thats right Candi, you are making Miss very proud. Type that onto your profile.  You spelt that name wrong Candi – are you thinking of sucking their lovely cocks again?

Yes Miss, sorry Miss.

Relax, don’t worry Candi.  Miss understands. Now, you need to introduce yourself on your profile, don’t you? What shall we say about Candi?

I don’t know Miss, sorry.

Do not worry, Miss will help you, like she always does. Type  ‘my real name is Tony Banks, but I prefer Candi Luvcock . I am a gay sissy fag whore  who loves other sissy fag cocks. I want to do the school soccer team one after the other. If you want to use a gay sissy fag please message me’

Angela watched as the poor boy typed away, he looked determined to not make any more mistakes, because that would let down Miss.

Finished? Good boy. Now e-mail me the password to the profile, then delete the mail, understand?

Yes Miss.

Good boy, you have made Miss very proud tonight, you deserve a reward. Take your cock out and play until you cum, you can think about the team as you do.

She watched the lust fill his eyes as he eagerly masturbated. She saw that when he came he aimed the spurt towards his mouth. Well, I didn’t teach him that! Maybe Candi made that decision for him. She smiled, if the false persona she had implanted into him was growing without her aid this could end up really interesting!  Angela gave him his final orders for the night, he undressed and gave her the clothes and wig, then went to the bathroom to clean the makeup off. While he was out of the room she deleted all records of his visit to the site. She had a note of all his passwords and account names, and had made sure he would not remember their chat tonight, just like all the other chats they had had over the last few days.  One down 12 to go, she thought. The soccer team were such a bunch of arsehole bigoted sexist pigs and had given Angela and her girlfriend nothing but grief all year.  All 13 profiles would be opened on the same day in just a few weeks. And as an added bonus, she had implanted a trigger into him for future use.

Gaining Confidence

Christopher had always lacked confidence. He wasn’t athletic, overly smart or good-looking. He had been turned down by all the girls he had tried to chat up. He was despairing of ever getting laid – the girls sensed his lack of self-belief and just didn’t want to know him. He was a loser.

The pop-up on his computer seemed just the ticket.   ‘Be the life and soul of the party! Be the one everybody wants to know! Lose those feelings of inadequacy!  Learn to love yourself and get a whole new life!  Don’t be lonely, be You!!  Do all this in the comfort of your own home. Easy monthly payment terms available visit loki.com and find out what you have been missing.

Hell, I’ll give it a go, he thought – what have I got to lose?

For 6 months he locked himself away, studying the ‘Pathway to the new you’ guide, listening to the files, doing the exercises, following all the little tips the course sent his way and sending off for the various vitamin pills that were suggested by the course. Slowly at first his confidence in himself grew, and as it did so did his eagerness to visit the site. He would spend whole weekends at the keyboard, reading, listening and absorbing the lessons, taking his vitamins and visiting the on-line shops the site pushed.  After the 6 months Chrissie felt the time had come. Tonight was the big night – he was going out to a bar ( the site had thoughtfully included  a list of clubs he would enjoy visiting) and he would show them just how confident he was!

He took the photo the site told him too, sent it in and looked in the mirror. ‘looking good Chrissie, my, going to be popular tonight girl’!

A deal's a deal

Dave felt awkward, exposed and very silly.  Damn, he loved his sister, but she could be a nasty and vindictive swine when she put her mind to it. He owed her big-time at the moment. She could ruin his plans and future if she told their parents about him cheating on his exams. They wouldn’t stump up fees if they knew he had done that.

‘look sis, I know I said I would do anything you said for 24 hours if you kept quiet, but remember that finishes at midnight, so we leave then, ok?

‘ok, ok, no need to remind me Dave. Midnight it is – until then you are Danielle, a friend from out of town here just for the party.  What do you have to do if anybody hits on you’?

Dave felt awkward, exposed and very silly.  Damn, he loved his sister, but she could be a nasty swine when she put her mind to it. He owed her big-time at the moment. She could ruin his plans and future if she told their parents about him cheating on his exams. They wouldn’t stump up fees if they knew he had done that.

‘look sis, I know I said I would do anything you said for 24 hours if you kept quiet, but remember that finishes at midnight, so we leave then, ok?

‘ok, ok, no need to remind me Dave. Midnight it is – until then you are Danielle, a friend from out of town here just for the party.  What do you have to do if anybody hits on you’?

'Ha'! she thought, 'he isnt getting off that lightly'. Her camera was in her bag, and soon 'Danielle' would be visiting more often, getting a facebook profile and becoming  a real  party girl. No doubt about it, Danielle was going to be much more fun than Dave.