Hey everyone, new story here is finally ready for the public. Still have huge backlog of other stories I'll be posting soon, including more chapters on previous stories that my fans voted for. Stay tune. For now enjoy this story about an eighteen-year-old femboy who dreams of becoming a successful video game streamer who is invited out to Vegas by his idol only to get turned into his little sissy slave. All characters involved in sex are eighteen or older and this story is protected by copyright. It involves drugs, reluctance, slavery, crossdressing, domination, submission, and dubious consent. If these things don't appeal to you, then you've found the wrong story, for everyone else, please do enjoy.
Chapter: 1
"Killian, I'm going to need you to stay late tonight cause Ryan called in again," my boss, Jaycob Church says as he scratches his beer gut that threatens to pop the buttons on his collared button-up greasy black shirt.
"I... Can't, I have a..."
"Please don't tell me about your video games. Those can wait. This is the real world and this is your job, unless... You'd rather work somewhere else?" he asks, raising a single thin, hardly noticeable, blonde eyebrow.
"No... I just..." He really pisses me off. I know I'm so close to becoming a successful streamer, especially after finding out all the best ways to make gold. If I keep posting videos about how to make gold in Aratheon, people will surely follow me. I might not be a pro streamer, but there's no denying how good of an Aratheon player I am. No one's more dedicated to the game than me. I mean, at least in certain aspects. Well, maybe Ademar, one of the top streamers. A buff black dude who's also got an MMA channel. He's also in one of the top guilds on Aratheon and is my complete idol. I want to be just like him. I can't really do a whole lot of end-game stuff due to not being in one of the top guilds, but I definitely have figured out the best ways of making in-game cash and I have to be one of the wealthiest players. My gear is the best it can be without raiding and I've got the coolest stuff you can buy.
"Good, then you can stay a few more hours after your normal shift to help close. Zoe will be in around four for her normal shift as well," he says with a finger up his nose as he pulls out a big booger and flings it. I can feel the bile in my stomach churn.
At least there's a silver lining. I get to work with Zoe. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. We've shared all the same classes ever since she moved here in our freshman year of high school and have become good friends. Unfortunately, now that high school's over, she's moving to Vegas this fall and I'm... Well, I'm stuck here...With Jaycob who's currently picking the wedgy out of his uncomfortably tight khakis as he walks away.
"Oh shit! Sorry, fagboy." Braylen Hawkins squirts a load of mayonnaise right on my crotch area and I know for a fact he's not sorry. He leans in with a whisper. "Don't think you're lucky just because you get too close with Zoe tonight. I know you have a thing for her. Everyone knows you're a total simp for her. You should get it through your faggot head that you have no chance with her."
Anger boils through me as I clench my fist. I hate Braylen. He was the popular football player in school. He's just a jerk. Unfortunately, he's going out to college in Vegas of all places on a sports scholarship this fall. "I'll be smashing that fine ass of hers while I'm in Vegas. If you ask nicely, I'll even send you a pic of my fat cock in her tight little butthole."
I clench my teeth but don't say anything as he walks off, chuckling to himself as he clocks out. He runs a hand through his perfectly wavy hair. He's so tall, he practically has to duck when he walks out. Why do guys like him get everything in life while nerds like me get constantly shit on? I know he's like 6'5" and I'm barely 5'5". He's got steel pipes for arms and I've got... I've got little tree twigs. He always flaunts his rock-hard abs while most people think I look like a girl and constantly tells me how my ass is better than most of the chicks in our school.
