Joining the Sisterhood

A few months ago, I was a normal guy…well, fairly normal.  One thing that set me apart was that I’d always wished I were a woman.  For most of my life, the wish had just been there, in the back of my mind.  I’d have all kinds of fantasies about becoming a woman through some magical means but I’d never really speak out about it.

 

All that changed when I found out about a group called the sisterhood.  More specifically, some members found me and approached me.  They were beautiful, and more distractingly, completely naked.  They told me that they could sense my desire to become a woman.  I didn’t see the point of trying to lie to them and deny it, especially not when they said that they could give me what I desired.  I figured I had nothing to lose and they told me that they would want me to prove myself to them first.

 

Now, after all this time of running errands for them, they gave me a task which I found myself a little conflicted on.  They told me that I would need to go out and get my best friend to come to their hideout.  They told me that if I did this they would reward us both.  I struggled with the prospect for a little bit but my earning to become a woman that had been growing inside of me won out.  I told my friend to meet me at their hideout.  I told him that I found some hot women who were looking to get laid and I told him to hurry.  Sure enough, a few minutes later, he shows up and I take him inside to where the girls told me to take him.

 

When we get in, we see three other girls waiting for us.  Like all other members of the sisterhood I had come across in the past, they were completely naked and gorgeous.  They told my friend to sit in a chair in the middle of the room and told me to sit on the edge of the bed.  My friend and I complied, and I watched as they surrounded him and one of them put one of her breasts into his mouth.  My friend smiled and started to suck.  He gave a surprised look at the woman and then just closed his eyes and swallowed a few more times before she slowly withdrew from him and all the girls exchanged gleeful looks.

 

“Mmmm…I wasn’t expecting you to have milk but it tasted so goo-…oh…oh I feel weird all of a sudden?” My friend gave the girls a worried look as they start giggling to themselves “Wha-…Oh god…make it stop…I…I…I don’t want to-…” he trailed off as I watched with envy.  I’d seen this happen to a guy before when I asked for proof that these girls weren’t just leading me on and could actually give me what I wanted.  I knew what was happening, my friend was becoming a member of the sisterhood.  As the name implies, there are no men in the sisterhood.

 

He went silent as his whole body began to shift and change.  His clothes evaporated and his cock become stiff and stood to attention for a moment before he started to cum all over himself.  He looked like he was in paradise.  He seemed to be experiencing level of euphoria that I could hardly imagine as his cock withdrew, his chest swelled, his ball sack opened up, his features become far more feminine and he joined the ranks of the sisterhood.

 

 

I could tell by the look in her eyes that my once friend had also undergone some mental changes.  She looked at me, still with her own cum all over her body, as the other girls turned fawned over their newest member.  There was a look of lust in her eyes.  My mouth opened slightly, thinking that I’d finally be next, but upon seeing this my once friend burst into laughter.

 

“What are you doing, you loser?  You really think that we’re just going to turn you that easily?  Oh no, you still have work to do for us.  That wasn’t what my sisters meant when they told you that you would be rewarded for bringing me here.  I will show you gratitude just this once for making me into the slut I am now, but if you want to join us, you’ve still got a ways to go.  Now, strip and let me ride that pathetic cock of yours until you fill me with that useless seed of yours.”  She sighed as she stood up, and without giving me a chance to do it myself, she start to rip my clothes off of me.  A few seconds later, my cock was inside of her new pussy, she was screaming about how amazing it felt to be a woman.  I tried to go for her breasts, but she pushed me away.  She knew I’d do anything to get some fo that milk and become like her, and it looked like she was serious about not letting me do that just yet.  How long would I have to work for these bitches before they’d let me become one of them?  Why was my friend given a free pass to become one of them but after all the work I’d put in I was still stuck in this male body that I hated so much?

 

She laughed as she continued to ride me.

 

“God, you’re so pathetic.  It’s why my sisters haven’t changed you yet.  We turn men who don’t want to be turned, but since the curse that we spread prevents us from ever wearing clothes, we can’t really go out, so we find pathetic guys like you and make you do something useful with your lives by serving our greater purpose.  Don’t worry, one day, everyone in the world will join the sisterhood, including the pathetic little boys like you.  But, for now, your job is to serve the sisterhood and help us spread to those who wouldn’t normally come to us on their own without us exposing ourselves to the world too early.”

 

I was shocked.  These women had been using me this whole time for their own ends.  Was I really as pathetic as she said?  I figured that the best way to get what I wanted was to just leave at this point and not come back until they had me come over and turn me for free like they had done to my friend.  Still, the thought of becoming a woman, and after watching what happened to my friend and being ridden by this beautiful woman…it was too much and I exploded inside of her tight pussy.

 

As soon as I came, a wide smile spread across mistress’ face.  I felt weird, all of a sudden…limp…like I didn’t want to move.  I just wanted to lay there and stare at mistress.  Wait…mistress?  Why was I thinking of her as my mistress?  She’s my mistress!...wait…that’s weird…what’s going on?

 

“Silly little boy.  By coming inside of me, you’ve sealed your fate.  You don’t get free will anymore.  You serve me, you are compelled to do anything I tell you when I tell you, and I’m telling you to serve the sisterhood.”

 

“Yes…mistress…” I said, slowly.  I tried to fight it but there was no way I could.  Her word were ringing in my head.  Fighting against it was like fighting against the most primal survival instinct.  No matter what I did to try and stop myself from going against what she said or even suggested, it made no difference.

 

After a few hours of serving her in various humiliating way, she ordered me to go to bed.  I closed my eyes and I tried to think about how I could get myself out of this whole mess, but anytime I’d try, her words, telling me to serve the sisterhood started to blare in my mind like a siren, and my thoughts went to how I could best serve these women, no matter how much I tried to think of anything else.  Pretty soon, I fell asleep.

 

I woke up soon after, feeling groggy and tired.  Someone had turned the light on in the room.  I felt someone climb on top of me in my bed.  I opened my eyes to see a sister above me, her chest so close to my face.  I could smell her beautiful scent.

 

“I feel sorry for you, so here’s your chance.  If that mistress of yours hasn’t taken away your ability to do so, take a drink now and join us.  Otherwise, stay as you are for the next few years until she decides that she’s bored enough of you to finally let you turn…assuming she doesn’t tell you to get lost and never come back, that is.”

 

 

I heard the command ring through my mind once again.  My mistress’ voice telling me to serve the sisterhood.  Technically, that meant doing anything that a sister told me to do, and this sister was telling me to drink from her.  As soon as that reasoning crossed my mind, my mouth shot forward onto her breast and I started to suck and drink.  Her milk was absolutely heavenly.  I’d never tasted anything like it.  It was creamy and sweet.  I felt her lower her crotch down and impale her pussy on my cock as I drank.

 

“That’s it, drink up and lose everything that makes you so pathetic and weak.  Become one of us.”

 

I couldn’t’ say anything with her massive breast still in my mouth.  I wanted to thank her, but instead I just kept drinking, and a few seconds later, I felt the process begin.  I could feel my head be flooded with information about the sisterhood.  How they saw the world as sick and saw themselves as the cure.  How members couldn’t age or die but also any clothes they’d touch would quickly turn to dust.  I understood their endgame of wanting to make the whole world like them and go on to just live out eternity as sluts with orgies just randomly breaking out in the streets.  This was sounding like a paradise to me.  No wonder these goddesses didn’t want someone as pathetic as me coming into their ranks so easily.  I finally saw how weak I had been to serve them the way I had instead of being a real man and taking what I’d wanted.  As soon as I’d found out about how they turn men into sisters, I should have done everything in my power to trick one of them into giving me some of that milk.  Thank god this sister had seen me as too pathetic to stay as a man and decided to take pity on me and cure me/

 

My head was spinning with all of these new revelations.  What made things even more intense was the feeling that soon washed over me.  It was as if every cell in my body was having a hundred orgasms at once.  The pleasure was more intense than anything I had ever felt before.  It was the sheer volume of pleasure that made me realise that the transformation had expanded my mind exponentially.  Without that expanse, the pleasure alone would have driven me insane, probably turning me into a vegetable.  But now, I was a sister.  I’d lost not only my manhood but my humanity, and I looked forward ot doing my part to help spread this to the rest of the human population.  It was only a matter of time.  Soon, everyone would feel the pleasure I’d just experienced, and then they’d feel it every time they’d cum again for the rest of their unending lives.  And they will cum a lot.

 

My sister started to withdraw herself from me.  She started to leave the room before turning back to me just as she was about to go out.

“Don’t make me regret this, sister.” She said in a stern voice.  I nodded, knowing that I wouldn’t.  The pathetic man I had been was gone, and in his place was a bitch who was ready to go everything in her power to help the sisterhood and torment the kind of men that I had been one of for most of my life.  They deserved it, after all.

 

As my sister left the room, her pussy still dripping with the last piece of proof of my manhood, she turned off the light and I turned back to sleep, excited for my new life as a sister to really begin.

 

Upon waking the next morning, I looked in the mirror to examine my new body; see what I had become.  I fell in love with my new form right away.  I looked amazing.  My tits felt great, my long her tickling my back, my wet slit, ready and waiting to be played with by fellow sisters or filled with the cocks of men I’d enslave.  The prospects seemed endless.

 

 

I got up, feeling the milk slosh around in my new boobs.  Maybe I’d get lucky and get to turn some people into sisters soon.  Maybe some sisters would like to have a drink of my new milk.  I headed downstairs for breakfast to find my sisters all standing around a big pot.

 

“Good morning, sister” my ex-mistress said to me with a smile “Come, join us, we’re emptying our boobs.  All of our milk will be mixed together and split among the sisters as part of our breakfast.  It isn’t complete without all of our milk!” she giggled with an excitement I’d never heard in anyone’s voice before.  I walked over and  started to squeeze my milk into the pot as my sister had asked.  Indeed, this life was shaping up to be amazing, and I felt sorry for those who have yet to join in on it.