Chapter 18.6
Taking that energy I went back to my computer and worked through several voice exercises, my throat muscles adapting somewhat finding the training slightly easier, and being able to sustain the sweet spot, upper mid register with less effort. I listened to the recording back and smiled as I could finally begin to identify my voice, the voice I wanted to have.
Realising it was getting late in the day, I grabbed something to eat and got ready for a broadcast. I had to admit I wasn’t really feeling it today, sure I was horny having spent all afternoon playing dressup and marvelling at my lovely new silicone additions. It was just the mental exertion of therapy, I was probably going to make it short, have a bit of a chat, try and blow off some steam.
Signing in and having a great bit of banter with my fans, there were many compliments for my add ons, although plenty requesting I also go much bigger. I had a decent number of viewers, but it would always be a low number mid-week, especially as I was conservatively dressed compared to my usual.
I took requests, even did a private show for a couple of people which was fun, but in the end I found myself kneeling on the bed, transfixed on my image on screen, right hand furiously stroking, left hand mauling my chest, pulling and teasing. The visuals really were getting to me and I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Most of my recent shows I’d edged for ages, but today I just wanted to get off quickly. I was so looking forward to the spa day tomorrow. As I felt myself getting close, a request came up on screen for me to ruin my orgasm. I’d encountered that before, but usually while I was caged. They went on to add and challenge me to a condensed orgasm, to ruin the first, but shortly after be able to stroke and try to cum again within a minute.
A combination of curiosity and desire for more tokens had me agreeing, and adding a medium but plug and some more lube to my cock I went at it. taking in the image on screen I really enjoyed seeing my chest bounce and jiggle with each pump, ‘would this be what its like to have real breasts?’ I wondered. Getting more and more into it, my orgasm building with each stroke.
Without holding back it wasn’t long before I was moment away from cumming, announcing it to my eager audience I carried on beating my meat, right up to the point where I thought I was going to cum, the moment I removed my hand it painfully bobbed and flexed but that sensation faded frustratingly.
For the next five minutes that repeated, I just needed more stimulation and a downside to having false breasts on being my sensitive nipples were buried underneath. I could have swapped the plug for a proper toy, but I really liked the lighting and framing on the camera. I just needed to push through.
Adding a hand to cup and squeeze my now very tender balls, stroking frantically that ball of light burst up, removing both hands, I watched in awe as my cock visibly swelled, the head looking like it might pop as my crotch spasmed. I almost put my hand back on it, thinking I wasn’t going to crest. But with all my mental might I willed myself to cum.
Suddenly there was a release, my cock twitched and pulsed as an enormous rope fired out, the second and third were smaller and it quickly faded after that, frustratingly I knew there was more, my balls still ached having not released fully.
A final dribble pooled out of the tip, my dick still hard not showing any signs of softening, I scooped some of the cum from the bed and began stroking and squeezing again. This time I wouldn’t have to stop, I could pump myself until I was fully satisfied and that’s what I did.
With the natural lube and both hands working frantically I had that rising sensation within seconds. It took a while to build but sure enough I knew it was going to get there if I just kept going. I could feel the sweat on my brow, my body aching for a proper release, there was less buildup the tension suddenly spiking.
As my core began to clench my crotch was just a blur on screen, lewd, wet fapping sounds filled the room with my own whimpers, desperately trying to force out another orgasm. Gripped that bit harder, gathering my muscles and flexing internally, willing the climax to break, it burst like an erupting volcano. The jets weren’t as big as the first time, but each stroke released another.
Several ropes later I collapsed back on the bed. The plug in my ass twitching in time with my now deflated cock, occasional beads of cum leaking as I desperately tried to regain my breath. That had been way more intense than I expected it to be, and I’d unlocked another skill I didn’t know I had.
After regaining some composure I cleaned myself a little, put on a loose fitting robe and chatted with my fans for a while. I explained I’d be offline for a few days, maybe post a few pictures, but wouldn’t be broadcasting while at the spa, and given the date/not a date with Marc was the day after, I wanted to be ready for it.
Feeling very content with myself, I signed off, freshened up in the shower and climbed onto bed. A few messages to Marc, he would already be asleep, so I just asked how his day had been, the flirty undertones measured but always present. A little chat with Ellie as I slipped under the covers, we finalised what time we’d meet and what to bring. I was truly exhausted, but also so very excited for our day at the spa.
Woken abruptly from a very pleasant dream once again by my alarm I begrudgingly rubbed the sleep from my eyes, the mornings tent stubbornly present I realised I would definitely need to relieve some pressure or I’d spend the entire day embarrassing myself at the spa. The image of Ellie in a robe and not much else was enough on its own to make me twitch.
Grabbing my fleshlight and my favourite suction cup dildo I hopped in the shower, as the water ran over my body and I applied lube, I smiled smugly as the tip of the toy popped in. gone were the days where it took a lot of prep work and building up to accommodate this dildo. Sure it wasn’t the biggest, but a little pressure at my hole, a thought to relax and push and it simply started to slide in, my tight passage gripping every inch as I pushed back.
Once fully impaled I set up the fleshlight, positioning the opening at my swollen and now dripping tip, the other end stuck to the shower door so I could pull it towards me and sandwich myself between them. It was hard not to supress a hearty moan, it’s difficult to describe being taken from both sides at the same time. All I can say is that if there was any hair on my body it would be standing on end, a shimmering tingle ran from my stomach right up to my head causing my eyes to flutter and roll back a little.
The temptation was to go at it but I’d learned that the longer to took me to reach a climax the bigger and more rewarding it would be, and I knew Ellie would be teasing me all day even if unintentionally. I set a steady rhythm, pushing the door away and moving away from the wall, before sliding back until the cool tiles pressed against my ass, as I pulled the door towards me enveloping my cock in slippery silicone.
It was truly divine, being able to control the pace and depth at both ends, focus in on where it felt the best. I’d tried to maintain a steady tempo, but it was becoming increasingly more difficult. The small breasts I’d attached the day before we still fastened perfectly and their weight jiggling and moving with my body was intoxicating.
I loved being able to look down at this body, seeing it do these lewd things but also feel all of it too, I was almost sad that I wasn’t sharing it with an audience, that I couldn’t see a screen with my reflection to really take it all in. That was a wild thought to have, but it just made me want to go harder.
Homing in on the perfect combination of thrusting back and pulling the door towards me I contemplated fitting grab handles to the shower, my legs were starting to become weak, the ball of heat in my core starting to expand and I now wanted nothing more than to force every last twitch of orgasm from my body.
The next few minutes passed with nothing but the sound of silicone pounding flesh from both sides, the water splashing and running over my body, my voice cracking as it rose higher as tension inside me build thrust over thrust. And then I found it, the precise sweet spot, both ends being ground exactly where they needed it most.
With my spare hand I grasped out, grappling the tap, knocking the water off, holding on for dear life as my body began to tremble, legs quivering as it hit me. I pushed the shower door away not wanting to fill my fleshlight, as the first blast splashed against the glass. My weakened legs making me fall back impaling my ass onto the dildo stuck to the tiles.
Still holding onto the shower fittings to keep myself from collapsing my other hand wrapped around my pulsing cock as it spurted several more loads, my voice catching in my throat, my ass clamping down on the toy, milking it as my seed now dribbled from my deflating dick. gasping a breath, my eyes opening to see a sizeable splurge running down the glass door and a decent drip hanging from my hand.
There were worse ways to start the day I thought, as I absent mindedly lifted my hand and cleaned the mess. Focus coming back to me with the odd aftershock rippling thought my body, removing myself from the toy at my rear I gasped a little as it popped free. It was a strange realisation to be sad at its lack of presence, and long gone were the days where I’d feel discomfort after a session that intense.
I put the water back on and re-washed myself as well as the shower door, towelling myself dry and adding a few basic skin treatments. There wasn’t a lot of point in doing my usual post shower routine as we’d booked full body therapies that would no doubt use more effective products.
As the steam cleared from the mirror above the sink I dried my hair and applied some basic makeup, I checked the seams on the silicone breast forms and was happy to see they were fully intact. The extra money really had been worth it as although you could see the edge if you really looked, they’d be fine for anyone in the spa that might only catch a glimpse which made me less nervous.
However the things between my legs were not going to be so easy to hide. I had tried tucking in the past but not stuck at it, today would be the day. With a simple but tighter pair of panties I pushed and prodded my junk until I thought it was right, a few attempts later and the result wasn’t too bad. Sure there was still a bulge but I hoped I wasn’t the spa’s first trans client, praying Ellie would lead on that front like she had at the salon that time and I’d be ok. I clipped on a bra which fit really well with these forms and was happy with my reflection.
It was then that my phone started ringing, I swiped the call and rested it down on the counter. To my surprise as Ellies face came into view on the screen she was fully dressed and ready to go, “Babe are you not even ready yet, you’ve got to leave in ten minutes, I’m meeting you at the tube station at 9 remember” I looked at the time in the top of the screen, I couldn’t believe I’d spent an hour in the shower.
“Erm, I had a shower, it took a bit longer than I planned” I said not too convincingly, adding “I’ve got all my outfit ready though, I won’t be too late”. Her eyes narrowed, and she leant into the phone before her face broke into a broad grin “I would believe you if I couldn’t see your toys still attached behind you” gesturing with an accusing finger.
My face must have gone beet read and I could feel the heat in my cheeks, I sighed audibly “OK fine, I had to sort myself out, this body doesn’t do days off and I don’t want to embarrass myself at the spa, I’m already freaking out a bit at the thought of some masseuse clocking me, getting a boner is going to get me kicked out or worse” I said, stress rising in my voice.
“Don’t worry babe” Ellie replied “I’ve been to this spa plenty of times, they know me, and I kinda let them know about you, like I did at the salon, they’ll be cool about it trust me. And if you do find yourself developing an issue, I’m only too happy to lend a hand” she finished with another wry smile and wink.
I huffed and did my best ‘I’m not impressed face’ but the thought instantly had my well packed panties fighting for space. “Fine, but seriously, no teasing me today, I just want to have a nice time at the spa, a normal girly day” my face scrunching slightly as it still felt slightly disconnected, was I ready to be girly out in the real world?
“Yeah Yeah, whatever, you need to get a move on or you’ll be late, and then I will make you pay” she said casually waving her hand, I rolled my eyes and we finished up the call. Spending less time on my mascara and eyeliner than I would have liked, I quickly threw on my clothes, shoved a few things in a bag and dashed out the door, only a few minutes late.