Mistress Katrin

Just think about it, there was a time when you and I were just a regular couple... You were my boyfriend, we had our little parties in bed. Fortunately, those days are gone. Why the long face? You know yourself, I have needs. I want hot sex!!! With big men, I want to be taken properly. I want it! And you... yours is small. And judging by your erotic fantasies, you’re not that much of an alpha male anyway. But why am I even telling you this, you know it all perfectly well yourself. Don't you?

But I couldn't just walk away from you. You are caring, convenient to live with, a great cook, always ready to listen and support me, and you do my college projects. A real friend, honestly. You’d be just a friend if it weren't for one tiny detail...

Oh, kitty, let me remind you. Back when we were still just a couple... Ugh, it makes me sick just remembering that you used to have me... Well, anyway, that was the turning point in our relationship, when we both finally realized that a disappointment like you is simply incapable of sexually satisfying a goddess like me. Any normal couple would have broken up right then, but not us. Remember how you begged me not to leave you? How you said you loved me. And I... well, let's just say I felt you were someone close to me. Dammit, I realized you were useful in every possible way, except for sex... I talked it over with my college classmates back then, and they advised me to just cheat on you with real guys. Just cheat... It seemed like such a simple idea to pull off. Everyone confirmed that all I had to do was show up at any college party, and plenty of juicy alpha males with huge packages would instantly bite on my gorgeous body. But come on, I’m not a loose girl to do it secretly behind your back. Remember, kitty, that evening we had a mature conversation that split our lives into a dull 'before' and a passionate 'after'? We both made the decision back then that since you couldn't satisfy me properly, other guys on the side would do it. When it happens with your consent, it’s not cheating, is it, my sweetie?

You even took a few pictures of me yourself to set up my dating profile. And that very evening, I kissed you on the cheek, told you not to misbehave at home alone without me, and took a cab to meet a gorgeous hunk. He had invited me to drink wine at his big country house, hinting that his house wasn't the only big thing he had... He-he.

You were so anxious back then, pacing around, worrying... For nothing, honey. Kitty, everything went so perfectly, beyond my wildest dreams! Under him, for the first time in my life, I felt like a real woman... and a real female animal, with you I didn't even know what that meant! When the cab brought me back home almost morning, I could barely walk up to our floor on my shaking legs. Remember that awkward silence when you met me in torn lingerie and smudged mascara?..

Except right then I realized that I couldn't have sex with you anymore. And as it turned out, it wasn't a problem for either of us at all! I would come home from other guys, and you would lick me clean and play with your tiny... little toy. Now that I’ve experienced real sizes, I can't even call yours a dick. He-he... On one hand, it was disgusting... On the other hand, it was so magical and piercing. In other men's bedrooms, I was a slut, a lustful animal. But at home with you, I was a goddess. Finally, my needs to be loved and to be satisfied were fulfilled together, even if with different people. Dammit, our relationship actually got a new spark, a new passion! We started walking a lot, discussing so many things. And we had this secret from everyone, because to outsiders, we had to look like a regular couple... Hey, stop staring at my panties right now, or I'll slap you! I didn't put them on for you; I wore them to please my new lover. Even though it's just another one- or two-time fling, I have to look irresistible. Right? Look me in the eyes. Your little thing is so tiny it could fit between my thumb and index finger. And his package is so huge it won't even fit in my hand. Well, you know I'm right, kitty, as always. The key to the cage for your tiny dick is resting right on my chest... A month ago, I said I wanted to lock you in a chastity belt, and you just agreed, just like that. You probably thought it was just another whim of mine with no reasoning behind it. And I didn't really explain anything to you back then. Now I’m going to fix that little... misunderstanding, he-he.

You see, in other men's bedrooms, in the arms of hot guys, I started to realize what I can do, what I want, and what I have a right to. And the thought that while I’m gone, you satisfy yourself, watch porn, and fantasize about something without me just started to annoy me! How do you even dare to play with your tiny little thing alone while I’m out there being drilled properly in every position by big, hot dicks? What nonsense is that? Aren't you ashamed of yourself, kitty? Dammit, it pisses me off that you don't understand it yourself, or you pretend not to... You know what the difference between us is? You don't mind real men satisfying me, you actually like it, but I mind you satisfying yourself while I'm away! I am a sex goddess, and you... well, you are you, just a worthless piece of nothing. You can only be worth something if you are completely under my power and control. I'm not joking, and we both know I'm right.

So, why am I telling all this to you, you dummy? Now we are going to have another turning point, a mature conversation. Just the facts. I see how your tiny little member tries to puff itself up when I tell you about my lovers. When we watched porn together, I noticed that you pay at least as much attention to the porn actors' dicks as you do to the beautiful girls' bodies in those scenes. With your tiny toy, you will never make any girl in the world happy anyway. However, your tongue is quite diligent; when you lick me, it’s like you're trying to win a prize, as if you love doing it more than anything else in the world. Am I wrong about something, any objections? No objections. Good boy. Well, since you understand yourself that without me you are nobody, and only with me can you become somebody, I suggest you become a girl. In the literal sense of the word. Of course, you will never be a Goddess like me. But you can become a lustful slut, my sexual girlfriend. I will give you to other guys, give them your ass and your mouth.

Either that, or we break up.

Why are you panicking like that? Don't worry, first I will teach you how to be a girl, teach you how to handle dicks using toys, and properly prepare your holes. And after that... well, you'll find out. If you don't want to lose me forever, sign a contract with me. It’s very short. It just says that you hand over your entire body completely to my disposal. The rest is just a matter of technique. You do agree that a sex Goddess like me is capable of doing an excellent job on your transformation?

Answer me!