Date: Tue, 4 Dec 2012 12:45:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Victoria <missvictoria6969@yahoo.com>
Subject: Beast;Victoria Submits/Victoria Submits 14

Victoria Submits 14

..as you read about my degradation, my descent from what is considered
normal and acceptable...DO send a donation to the fine folks at nifty,
won't you?  Thanks so much, and if you were here I would give you a great
big kiss on the head of your dick!! giggle


Today started as a normal day, well...a normal day from a subjugated sissy
slut, that is!  I've been moved into Darla's place for a few days now, and
it's not so bad.  It seems I must do the lions share of the housework while
Darla spends her time playing with makeup and dress up, you know...sissy
things.  I typically have to service both Darla and her dog Thor on a daily
basis, but my ass has gotten used to regular breeding now.  I have found
that when I go home from work in the evening I must douche immediately
before greeting the Great Dane.  A few days ago he was terribly aggressive
with me when he smelled the semen of another dog emanating from my hole.
He knocked me down and I could hear him sniffing loudly, quickly.  His
response was to lift his leg and piss all over my bottom.  Thank goodness
Darla has an electric rug shampooer.

The morning here at the clinic was uneventful, the doctor saw a few dogs
but unfortunately for all, their owners had neutered them, denying them the
pleasure I would have been expected to provide.  Yes, it's true dear
readers, I have become a slut for all kinds of cock, both man and
beast...dogs, to be specific.  I can't help it!

If you've been reading my story you know how it happened, if not, well
you've got some catching up to do!

I looked up from the reception desk, with a smile, as I had been taught to
greet any visitor to the Timmons Veterinary Clinic..and saw my aunt coming
into the clinic, my Aunt Rose.  You may remember that she made me
masturbate for her so that she could have my semen tested for virility.
Kinda fucked up, isn't it?  But what would you expect from one of MY
relatives?  It seems I am to be the anonymous sperm donor for my cousin who
wishes to be some amazon mom or something.

"Hello Aunt Rose"

"Hello Dear, don't you look nice in your skimpy little outfit!  My
goodness!  Is that a dog collar you're wearing? Let me see..."

I smelled Auntie's perfume, White Diamonds from Elizabeth Taylor.  It was
sweet, a bit overpowering.  She leaned in close and drew back in disgust as
she saw the dog tag attached to the collar with my name and declaring me a
bitch.  I was so embarrassed, and felt like a kid again in her presence,
like she discovered me doing something naughty.  I was glad there was no
one else around.

I didn't think my outfit was all that slutty, really...a see thru partially
sheer red blouse, showing my white bra, tucked into a short black skirt.
Kind of situation normal for me, but then again we're talking about my
aunt!  She's what the family always called "big boned", and she's always
dressed smartly, though conservatively, a firm believer on foundation
garments.  What else would you expect from a god fearing Christian woman of
means, who devotes herself to meddling in the affairs of others?

"Victoria!  Don't tell me that kind man who employs you is making you wear
that silly collar?  I thought he was such a nice man, a bit unorthodox yes,
but a man who knows how to run a business!  Certainly this can't be
appropriate attire?"

"Well Aunt, you see my friend Darla put it on me, and she won't unlock it,
I've moved in with her.  It's all very complicated, I'm afraid."

"Oh I see...is there a woman in your life?  Is their hope for you to live
to some small degree in a more masculine manner?  I'll update my address
book!"

Aunt Rose started digging in her purse.  I felt compelled to tell her the
truth, I've always been honest with her and others.

"Auntie, Darla is one of my transvestite friends.  She's rather dominant
you see and I...."

"Donald!  I am really concerned about you and your soul!  You are on the
pathway to hell, young man!"

Yikes!

"Auntie please, remember to always call me Victoria, I haven't been Donald
for a long time.  The staff here doesn't know my secret, that I'm a
tranny...please don't expose me!"

My Aunt grunted and tried to compose herself.  She shook her head and I
could see she was a bit red faced.

"Now Aunt, why are you here?"

"Well...VICTORIA...it's about that sperm sample you gave me for
testing...."

"Oh yes, am I fertile, Aunt?  And please, lower your voice, I implore you!"

"Well, barely fertile my dear!  I tried to talk Becky Lynn out of this
whole sperm donation and single parenthood business, but you know how
stubborn she can be.  She seems quite intent on pursuing this matter.  She
knows that you haven't the spine to cause her or the child any trouble."

My cousin Becky Lynn always got what she wanted, now it appeared it would
be a child with my genetics.  But what kind of child would I create with my
juices?  It's been beaten in to me, so to speak, that I was a failure as a
man...

"So, we must make arrangements for you to meet her at the fertility clinic,
and you will have to follow their procedures to the letter.  You will be
escorted into a room where the men are sent to masturbate to girly
magazines.  Of course, in your case you may want to bring your own
material...Playgirl?  Teen Beat?  Dog World?  I certainly have no idea what
magazine will make that inferior little penis of yours spurt!"

I tired to process what she said, the clever way she has always degraded me
and my lifestyle, living full time as a woman, as I'm sure I was meant to
live.  There is really no magazine I masturbate to, I don't really jill off
that often.  Oh, my sissy sperm does seem to back up and require release
once a week or so, but I usually end up spurting my goo with a cock in my
mouth or my ass pussy, the poor thing dribbles and seeps like a maple tree
giving up it's syrup in the spring.

"Aunt, I'm not sure what magazine to take, but I'm sure I'll be able to
produce for you, I know it's important to you.  But Aunt, won't the child
ever know that I am his father?"

"Heavens No!  Can you imagine the psychological trauma a child would
endure, realizing his father is a mincing, promiscuous homosexual slut?  On
the slim chance you may produce a male child I don't want to encourage any
kind of sissyish behavior in your spawn, I want him to procreate!"

I sighed and looked down, feeling a bit defeated.  I guess I owed it to her
and to my family, I owed them my sperm, inferior as it may be, for
everything I put them through.

"Now, chin up!  No moping!  I must dash, Darling...I came into town for a
depilatory treatment, you know how much it bothers me to have that pesky
hair on my back."

I did indeed!  I remember shaving it for her as a boy.  It was kind of
weird, doing that for an aunt, but I have always had a hard time resisting
her, she's such a strong woman.  Actually it excited me to do that for her
because I would manage a peak at her full lily white breasts, and of course
all the lingerie she would parade around in, in front of me.  You would say
now that it is considered vintage, but at the time I suppose it was still
in style.  It excited me, I don't know why.

"Becky Lynn will be calling you to let you know when to go to the fertility
clinic.  And don't even think about taking a man with you, I tried to
ignore that aberrant behavior the last time we met and the doctor helped
you along to produce your seed.  I ignored it of course, but I must say it
was quite disgusting to know he was grinding his hairy bottom up against
your face, and that is what excited you enough to cause that pitiful little
peeny of yours to cream!  I hope my dear Becky Lynn knows how much I love
her and will endure, to give her what she wants!"

I agreed to her plans, and helped her on her way, shaking my head.  The
thing is, her words were so degrading to me, it made me incredibly horny,
all I could think about was putting a cock in my mouth.  I know that's a
bit weird, but every time I would fail as a male as a youth, even as
Victoria, I would go in search of a cock to suck...a friend, a stranger, it
didn't matter!  It centered me to focus on the cock I was pleasuring,
reminding me of my true place.  I learned that the adult store in town had
video booths with holes in them, holes where a sissy like me could feed
anonymously, feed on the men of the area.  A few times I knew the men I had
serviced, recognized them at church or out at a store, typically with their
wives and families.  I always smiled at them, especially the wives, knowing
that I had been intimate with their men, if they only knew!

But I needed cock, and I needed it now!  The fact that as always I was sans
panties at work, and now forced to work with a butt plug inside me shaped
like a German Shepherd certainly helped with my horniness!  You can't
imagine how having a dog shaped dildo firmly locked in your asspussy all
day at work will change your attitude!

I immediately thought of the doctor, but he was away on a house call.  His
fat juicy cock would have certainly satisfied my need, and I'm sure he
would delight in giving it to me.  I was the only person at the clinic, and
we had no appointments scheduled for the afternoon.  I locked the front
door, put the phone on night ring and calmly went back to the kennel.

Cock...cock.. I needed maleness in my mouth!  Gotta have some dick!!!

The barking started as soon as they saw me, hell as soon as they smelled
me.  They always seemed to go crazy around me, perhaps it was the perfume
the doctor had developed and instructed me to apply frequently.  I always
put a dab on the back of my neck, between the breasts, and between my legs.
After all, a girl wants to smell pretty!

Unfortunately, the dogs kenneled were a bitch and a male who had already
been neutered.  Such a waste I thought, he was muscular and I imagined
could be very frisky, but no, he was to be denied.

I didn't know what to do, when the groomer the vet hired, Malcom, entered
the clinic by the side door.  The groomer has a key of course to come in
and groom in off business hours.  He had evidently come to groom the poor
neutered male, a standard poodle.  His owner had not only had the poor
poodle castrated, he continually had the animal groomed show style, with
shaved areas, and the fanciest of white hairy puffs around the chest, the
head, the feet, the tails.  Malcom is quite talented!

Malcom is a young man in his early twenties, a simple man who rarely said
much, just went about his work.  The dogs loved him though, he was firm
with them, but loving.  As usual Malcom was wearing a pair of tight fitting
jeans and a polo shirt, he had a faded white lab coat he wore with big
pockets for his scissors and things, and to protect his clothing.

How shall I describe Malcom?  Well I guess he's a bit of a nerd, at least
he projects that way.  His shirt is always tucked into his pants and they
seem to ride a bit too high and his belt always seemed tighter than it
needed to be.  Malcom was of mixed race I think, a handsome dark skinned
young man and I had noticed the bulge in his pants on several occasions.  I
once caught him looking at my legs but when I caught him he seemed shamed
and looked away.  He's socially awkward and I found embarrasses easily.  I
knew he lived with his mother and I doubted he would ever be out on his
own, he just seemed a bit slow.

He said hello and I looked straight into his eyes, walking right up to him.
He had an odd smile on his pretty face, and his eyes looked a bit crossed
or out of focus.  I know I shouldn't have taken advantage of him, but he
had the only working prick in the building.

I smiled at him and reached out to grab the bulge in his jeans.  He pulled
back but then laughed nervously and moved back forward, liking what I was
doing.  He had to be half hard I thought, it was stretched out diagonally
across his pants...mmm very promising!

"Malcom, do you like me?  Do you like what I'm doing?"

"Yes...yes Miss Victoria!"

"Well Malcom I like you, and you could help me with a predicament I am in."

"What's that, miss?"

I began to undo his belt and jeans.  Like a horny young man he just stood
there and let me do it.  Ooh he was hairy!  I could see the hair on his
tummy getting darker and thicker as it disappeared into his BVDs.  I saw
his mouth open wide when I pushed the jeans and underwear down far enough
to expose his cock and balls.

Perfection!  You know that old adage, that God gifts everyone with
something special...well in Malcom's case it was in his pants.  Let me
describe it for you.  As soon as it was unconstrained his cock jumped out,
straight before me, and boned up nicely, forming a wonderful upward arch.
The thickly veined shaft was capped with a wonderful big cock head.  Malcom
was hairy, thick and black, and it covered his big meaty balls and what I
could see of his legs.

He let me do it, stunned I guess at my aggressiveness.  But then I felt his
hands over mine as I grabbed the shaft, like he was unsure.

"Malcom, you see...I have needs, needs far beyond that of a normal girl.
Would you be offended if I got down on my knees and worshiped your cock?
If I don't get your big cock in my mouth, I'll just die!"

"Well, I don't know, I'll bet the doc wouldn't like this..."

'Who? Dr. Timmons? Heavens, Malcom he makes me suck his cock here almost
every day!"

"He...does?"

"Why sure, he knows that I am a special girl, with special needs.  In fact
may I tell you a secret?"

I leaned in close, still holding his pulsing velvet cock in my hand, his
hands falling away.  Gosh, it had to be a good ten inches, and thicker than
a roll of toilet paper!

"Malcom, sometimes I get so horny for a penis that the Doctor has me suck
on some of the dogs!"

Malcom took a deep breath and I could feel him shake a little.

I dropped to my knees right then and there, and before he could think about
it I took his big cock between my lips and slid my mouth half way down that
wonderful cock meat.  Mmm, so good...so thick!  I started to bob up and
down, feeling him spread his legs a bit and brace himself.  He put his
hands on his hips and proudly pushed his cock in and out of my mouth,
creating a fucking motion.

Malcom may be a bit slow, but he knew what to do.  He put one of his hands
in my red hair and grabbed it, trying to awkwardly force me to take more of
it.  I choked a little, but he didn't let up.

"So...tell me about sucking off dogs.  What's it like?"

I looked up at him and pulled off his cock for a moment, letting his hard
sticky cock poke me in the face, around the nose and eyes.  It was drooling
precum!

"Well a penis is a penis, Malcom... but a dog is incredibly hard and
sticky, and almost always secretes liquid, hasn't a stud ever gotten
excited while you were grooming him?"

I sensed the hesitation in his voice.

"Umm, well yes I've had to settle them down a few times."

I pulled off the shaft again, thinking the idea of dog sex might be turning
him on.  His cock was only harder, and thicker as we talked.  It was
leaking, I could taste it.  I looked up at him.

"And how did you calm them, Malcom?"

"Well I shouldn't say this, but a few of them I stroked off, I wouldn't
have been able to finish the grooming otherwise.  But I would never think
to take their cocks into my mouth..."

I savored on that tidbit, and feverishly sucked on his cock, applying
pressure to the underside of the shaft, it was pulsing in my mouth and I
could sense he was getting ready to blow!  I looked up at him, with now
just the head at my lips.

"Of course not, Malcom...you are a man.  But Malcom...I am a cocksucker!
That's the truth of it, the doctor says I am a natural slut, and sometimes
a man is not enough for me.  I crave dick...do you hear me...dick!  Dog is
hot and it's sticky and it tastes different but altogether wonderful...and
you know what else? They breed me, Malcom...like a bitch...a bitch in
heat!"

Malcom took a deep breath, shocked at my depravity, and began thrusting in
and out of my mouth, obviously in a frenzy.

"Why...you're nothing but a...a common slut!  My mother says someone like
you is indecent!"

I pulled off his meat and looked up at him.  His eyes seemed glazed, and
the look on his face was one lust mixed with disgust, I thought.  God, that
excited me!

"Yeah Baby, I get that a lot.  Feed this slut, Malcom...send your hot spunk
flying past my tonsils...use my mouth like a pussy and give me your cum!
PLEASE!"

He shoved my head further down on his cock and exploded as I tried to
contain it all.  I whimpered as I swallowed repeatedly, finally feeling
whole and complete and content.  The tension went out of Malcom's body, and
as he calmed, so did I, feeling finally used and satisfied.