Chapter 1

Teen sissy Bailey fiddled with the straps of her bag as she waited on the corner of the street. A mixture of excitement and nervousness warred in her mind.

Today, she was dressed in a cute powder pink dress with a peter pan collar that had delicate floral embroidery all around it. The flared skirt of the dress swayed gently in the breeze, exposing the tops of her white thigh high stockings, each with a pink bow on the back. She was wearing her matching Mary Jane shoes, her dark hair corralled into two fat plaits with white scrunchies on the ends.

Yes. Today, Bailey was wearing her girliest clothes and accessories in anticipation of a very important event.

See, even though Bailey always wore girl clothing, she didn’t really feel feminine enough. The hormones that she took from time to time had done a good job of stunting her height, and giving her a more petite, girlish figure, but there was something missing.

That something, according to several websites on the internet, was being dominated by alpha male men.

Sissify.net expounded the joys of being held down and roughly fucked by a bunch of dominant men who would fill Bailey’s boicunt with virile cum. Bailey couldn’t deny that the idea alone made her little 3 inch cock twitch and jump with eager anticipation.

Well, it was just Bailey’s luck that she found an advertisement looking for a willing sissy to service a few bulls for a month during the summer. Well, thanks to Sissify.net, Bailey knew that bulls meant strong, muscular black men. Exactly the kind of men that she needed to fully bring out her sissy nature as well as help feminize her. The advertisement promised food and lodgings for the entire duration so Bailey only needed to pack her clothes, text them, then show up at the appointed place and time.

Bailey had responded immediately, eager to finally be fucked like girls were. She packed all her most feminine clothes and her cutest lingerie, keen on getting her boipussy stretched out for the very first time.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait much longer.

A pickup truck pulled up to the curb and a tanned young man leaned out of it. He looked Bailey up and down.

“Bull service?” he asked Bailey, chewing on the end of his cigarette as he squinted at Bailey through his curly bangs.

Bailey nodded eagerly.

The young man looked Bailey up and down again, as if he didn’t think that Bailey could do the jobs, but then he snorted and nodded.

“Hop on in.”

Bailey eagerly went over to the passenger’s side and then got in.

Like all teenagers, Bailey had seen a number of porn videos. It was the ones that featured limp dicked feminized boys that had tuned her into the fact that she also would like to become a limp cocked cum guzzling slut. She couldn’t help but think of those videos as the pickup made its way through the town towards the outskirts. Would they all fuck her at the same time? Would they make fun of her tiny little cocklette while they pounded her? How would it feel to have her cock limp and flailing about while they rammed their hard rods into her waiting asspussy? With all these thoughts floating about, it took some time before Bailey noticed that they had left the town entirely.

“Are we heading far?” Bailey asked, her apprehension rising.

“The farm is pretty out there,” the young man said, looking over at Bailey, “It’s more ... private ... that way.” He leered at Bailey, making the young sissy turn red. The way he was looking at Bailey made the young teen feel like a piece of meat. But instead of feeling horrified, she felt a wave of arousal. It was one of the things that made Bailey so certain of her decision to answer the advertisement. Only sissies enjoyed being objectified like this and made to service men, right?

Bailey squirmed in her seat, folding her hands over her crotch so that the driver wouldn’t see her little dicklette getting hard at the thought of being gangbanged.

Not long after, the young man turned off the main road, taking them towards a collection of buildings surrounded by trees.

“We’re here.”

Bailey got out of the truck and smoothed out her skirt nervously.

“The bulls are this way,” the young man said, leading her around the buildings.

It was a little strange that he wasn’t taking her to her room first, but Bailey shrugged it off. Maybe the men in question were in the back, doing farm related tasks?

Bailey rounded the corner and stopped short.

In two separate pens, were two large bulls.

Animal bulls. With large horns and flared nostrils, grunting as they moved over ... over something.

No, not something...

Someone.

Bailey stood there in shock, unable to believe her eyes.

Two young sissies were cuffed to a frame, their faces addled with what looked like pleasure and pain. Both of them were moaning around the gags in their mouths, their caged cocks limp under their bodies as the bulls pounded their boicunts relentlessly.

“Mmcmmming!” one of them squealed as the bull on top of her rammed into her ass. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she jerked in her bonds. Her friend soon followed suit.

Neither seemed to notice either Bailey or the young man who had brought her here.

“There’s been a mistake-” Bailey tried to say. She wanted to be fucked by a man, not an animal!

She backed away quickly, only to thump right into the muscular chest of another farm hand.

The tall, tanned Latino man grabbed Bailey’s wrists in his large strong hands and looked down at her.

“No can do, puta. You came to serve the bulls, you gotta serve the bulls,” he said with a cruel grin.

“No! Help!” Bailey screamed and kicked but to no avail. Her petite stature was no match for the experienced farm hands who quickly surrounded her and ripped her clothes off.

RIPP went Bailey’s cute pink dress, now nothing more than a rag in the dirt.

The men quickly manhandled Bailey over to a strange looking contraption. It was made out of metal bars, with rings for chains. Bailey found herself being bent over one of the bars, her arms stretched out and cuffed to the corners of the frames. Her legs were forced wide apart and secured in the same way, leaving her ass exposed for everyone to see.

“Please no please!” Bailey begged, but no one came to help her.

Tears poured down her fate as she realized she was about to lose her boicunt virginity to an animal!

“Let me g-mmmphghgh!”

One of the men took advantage of her yelling to stuff a cock shaped gag into Bailey’s mouth and buckle it firmly around her head.

She could only moan and whimper, watching helplessly as the horrible men moved around her and got things ready for what was sure to be a brutal ass-fucking by a bull!

“Get her caged up too, don’t want her to hurt herself!”

Before Bailey could process what that meant, one of the farm hands was approaching her with a metal device in his hands. He went behind Bailey where she couldn’t see and then-

“Mmmmpgh!”

Cold steel encased Bailey’s little cocklette and sac, compressing it until it was nothing more than a little nubbin! With a soft click-click, the cage was locked and the key, pocketed. Bailey shivered all over, fear and terror making her cry harder. She hadn’t been ready to embark on the chastity portion of every sissy’s journey but it was now being forced on her.

“Take her over to old man Angus! She’s gotta pay her homage to him!”

The farm hands came over and wheeled the contraption away with Bailey on it. They passed the pen where the two bulls were still mounting their sissies, heading for a much larger pen.

Which housed a much larger bull.

The name carved onto the sign proclaimed the meaty, muscular bovine creature to be Old Angus. He was taller, broader, and meaner looking than the two bulls that Bailey had seen earlier, his face covered in small little scars that had no doubt come from winning fights. If Bailey had thought the horns on the other two bulls had seemed huge, they had nothing on the massive pair that sprouted from the massive head of this creature!

Old Angust tossed his head and snorted, turning in his pen as if to scrutinize the morsel that was being brought to him.

“Don’t worry, sissy. Old Angus knows how to break in a hole!” one of the men laughed as they opened the gates and brought Bailey inside.

“Mnnhg ommmmmghppph!” Bailey wailed into her gag, struggling against the metal cuffs that kept her spread wide and helpless.

Old Angus had a massive set of balls that swung as he moved around. In front of those balls lay a thick low-hanging sheath where a pinkish red cock had begun to emerge.

Bailey screamed in terror, the sound muffled by the silicone in her mouth. She struggled harder, trashing around in hopes of dislodging herself, damaging the contraption, anything to get away from this nightmare!

SLAP SLAP SMACK SMACK SLAP

The men who were transporting her landed a volley of blows across Bailey’s upturned ass, making her howl in pain.

“Stay still, sissy! If you struggle we won’t slick up your hole!” one of the men growled.

Bailey froze in place. Her limited exploration of her body had taught her that fingering her hole dry was a recipe for disaster. Of course, like every other sissy, she dreamed of one day being able to take a cock with minimal lubrication. But was to be in the future. Perhaps even a distant future. Not now and certainly not for her first time!

Terrified of being ass-fucked dry by the bull, Bailey could only stop struggling and sob quietly instead.

There was the sound of a cap being popped open, then a nozzle pushed into Bailey’s virgin boicunt. Something cold, slick, and slimy was squirted right into Bailey’s sissyhole, followed quickly by a rough and cruel fingering by one of the men.

“Smile for the camera!”

Someone grabbed a fist of Bailey’s hair and yanked her head upwards.