Sissified for a Sidhe Party

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The Court of the Western Lands

"It shall be as you say my queen," Delia said, her head bowed in supplication, "but I must ask, am I still expected to procure courtesans for the festival?" The Queen had just announced her latest decree: for a year and a day no Sidhe were allowed to impregnate, or be impregnated by a mortal.

"I am aware of the difficulty this will cause you," the Queen said, an air of dismissal in her tone "but you will uphold our traditions. I would not have made you Mistress of Revels had I thought you so incapable of a task such as this." Delia knew better than to ask further questions. It was a long standing tradition in this court that the Queen would provide mortal courtesans for her guests at all festivals and parties. The Sidhe had few greater pleasures than lying with mortals. Indeed before Delia was made Mistress of Revels she was a renown seductress of mortal men, known for causing the collapse of dynasties through suggestions whispered into the ears of mortal courtiers she had bedded, only for them to return to her and find only an empty bottle of absinthe.

Denver International Airport

"You were the one who decided pushing to production on Friday was a good idea," Alex said into his cell phone, "I'm not on call this weekend. This is your problem Donny." Alex had been working as a developer for this company for about six months, and was on a team of three developers who were all hired around the same time. He was not exactly fresh out of college, but he was still young, being around twenty two years old. He was already running late for his flight, and was beyond stressed, his long black hair falling out of its ponytail and falling in front of his face as he contemplated tossing his phone into the nearest trash can.

He made it to his terminal with approximately 30 seconds to spare only to see a big 'CANCELLED' on the screen. While he very much wanted to scream, instead he calmly opened his email to discover that yes, his flight had indeed been canceled. "Fuck," he shouted to no one in particular. The lady perched behind the standing desk at the terminal gave him an understanding look and waved him over.

"I take it you were on the flight to Dallas," she stated, poking at her computer screen.

"Yes, I just got off a flight in from Portland, this was only supposed to be a layover. Please tell me there's another flight out." He was already pretty exhausted from his trip, and had planned on taking a rest day before returning to work. If he had to add an extra day that rest day would be gone."

"Unfortunately not. I can get you a hotel voucher and a flight out at," she looked at her screen, "three in the afternoon tomorrow. I'm sorry but that really is the best I can do."

"Balls," Alex said in frustration, accepting his fate.

The Tunnels

The Festival was tonight, and Dalia was still unsure how to manage her predicament. There was something about the Sidhe that seemed to make any kind of birth control functionally impossible, and Dalia could not afford the possibility of failure to determine if they could work at all. She had taken to sitting at the Denver airport, the point where the Western Realms of Faerie touched the mortal world, and looking at people, when a point of inspiration struck her. She was sitting down, near invisible to anyone not specifically looking for her and a man in a sleek business suit sat next to her, and shortly after received a ping on his cellular phone.

The picture the man pulled up had been sent by a lover, an eromenos as the ancient Hellenes used to call them, though the young boy was older than Dalia knew to be traditional among the Greeks. Her intuition told her that the young boy was a little over eighteen years of age, compared to the forty two of the man sitting next to her. The boy had sent a depiction of himself in a very convincing approximation of the female form, and accomplished without faerie glamour, mortal technomancy or the crude pharmakeia that mortals had taken to using that would slowly turn someone's body into a shape that more closely resembled the gender they wished they were.

Of course! Delia could provide courtesans that had no chance of getting pregnant, all she would have to do is dress up a young, feminine looking man, throw some glamour on him to make him look like a woman, take measures to ensure he could not lay with a Sidhe woman and get her pregnant and she would have the perfect party favor. Rinse and repeat until she had a proper team of courtesans and the Queen would congratulate her on her ingenuity and reward her.

She saw her first ideal test subject, a slender man with long dark hair and a pained expression on his face. An expression she knew she could easily make go away.

Alex was frustrated. He had gotten his hotel voucher, and now could not find his hotel. He looked up and saw a stunningly gorgeous woman. She was wearing a long green dress, and her hair was a similar shade of green that somehow looked natural even though he knew it was obviously dyed. Maybe e was just having an off day and the stress temporarily fried his brain but he stared long enough to embarrass himself. "Can I help you?" Delia asked.

"Uh, do you know how to get to this hotel," he asked, showing her his hotel voucher. Apparently it was somewhere inside the airport but he simply could not find it. She knew where it was, and was all too eager to show him to his room. She had temporarily removed her veil the minute he glanced in her direction, and then veiled them both. No one would notice them unless she wanted them to.

"I do know how to get there, why don't I show you?" She spoke in a mesmerizing voice that seemed to fill Alex's existence and he was excited at the idea of this beautiful woman showing him to his hotel.

Alex was surprisingly able to hold his own in the small talk on his way to the hotel. His nerves seemed to fall away when Delia got him to complain about work, and the conference he was at in Portland which had him taking a layover in Denver to get to Dallas, and the cancellation of his flight. They were just arriving at his hotel room when Delia asked "do you want to have some actual fun tonight?" Alex's heart nearly shot through the top of his skull as he asked if she was serious.

Delia opened his hotel room for him, and Alex did not notice that she had not used a room key to do so. When they were inside Alex asked "so what exactly did you have in mind?"

"There's a party tonight, in the tunnels underneath the Airport. Many of the staff like to host parties down there, as do some" she hesitated for a moment, choosing her next words carefully "others who are affiliated with the Airport in certain ways. I would like you to accompany me, in fact I have a slight proposition for you."

Alex was intrigued and gestured for her to go on.

Delia smiled, sensing Alex's growing curiosity and the subtle pull of the glamour she had woven around him. "You see, this party is... special. It's not like anything you've experienced before. The people who attend, they're not your typical airport staff. They're... how shall I put it... from a different world altogether."

Alex raised an eyebrow, a mix of skepticism and fascination playing on his face. "Different world? Like some kind of secret society?"

"You could say that," Delia replied, her voice a silky whisper. "But it's more than that. It's a chance to step out of the mundane and into something extraordinary. I promise you, if you come with me, you'll never see the world the same way again."

Alex was tempted. After all the stress and nonsense of his weekend he was excited to be able to cut loose at all, much less galavant around with the rich and powerful.

"Alright," Alex said, his voice firmer than he felt. "I'm in. What's the proposition?"

Delia's smile widened. "I'm glad you asked. The party tonight is... themed, you might say. Guests are expected to dress a certain way, and I have just the thing for you. It will require some... adjustments, but I promise it will be worth it."

"Adjustments?" Alex echoed, a note of apprehension in his voice. "What kind of adjustments?"

"Nothing too drastic," Delia assured him, though her eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief. "Just a little change of attire, a touch of glamour. You'll blend in perfectly with the other guests. Trust me, Alex, you'll be the star of the evening."

Alex hesitated, the rational part of his mind screaming at him to back out. But the allure of the unknown, combined with Delia's mesmerizing presence, was too strong. "Okay," he said slowly. "What do I need to do?"

"Leave everything to me," Delia said, stepping closer. She placed a hand on his chest, and Alex felt a warm, tingling sensation spread through him. "I'll take care of everything."

Delia led him into the bathroom of his small hotel room and placed him into the shower, turning on the water which instantly became the perfect temperature to soothe his aches and pains. The stress had reached such a crescendo that his neck hurt to the touch, but with Delia's caress it went away instantly.

Alex reacted to Delia's touch and when he turned around and noticed her nude beauty before him he reacted even more strongly. "Hush poppet," she said as his body begged for her touch, "it is not time for that yet." Delia washed his hair and as she did she wove glamours about him that, though he did not sense it, made him appear more and more feminine with every touch.

As he stepped out of the shower Delia waved her hands, and instantly his hair and makeup was done. Alex was too enamored with her to care but he began to notice the changes about then, and he looked at Delia with trembling nervousness. Delia, for her part, led him towards the bed.

When he sat his body began to react again to Delia's form. This time however, instead of being pushed back by Delia, it was instead stopped by a hard shell. The device wrapped around his manhood appeared to be some dark metal, but when he touched it in instinctual panic it felt more like the chitin of some sea creature. "It is what faerie knights wear to protect them from sword and spear. It will not last the morrow, but it will ensure you stay within your purpose tonight." Her voice had subtly changed, and Alex began to question her.

"What is my purpose tonight," he asked, betraying more nervousness than he actually felt. He was so enamored by the fae woman that he would do whatever she asked, but certain instinctual parts of him that knew he was looking at one of history's most dangerous predators were still there, locked away behind her spells.

"You are to be a courtesan at the Festival of the Equinox. Many nobles of the Western Lands of Faerie will be there expecting fine food, fine drink, fine music, and fine women. However the Queen of the Western Lands has declared that no new Faeborn are to be conceived for a year and a day. It would be improper to present Fae women as courtesans, as would it be a violation of the edicts of my Queen to present fertile mortal women. Thus you shall be a woman for the night that you may serve the Lords of the Western Lands, and you shall return to your mortal life on the morrow. How much you remember of the night will be your decision to make when the night is through, but only after you have experienced the full ravenous tastes of the Nobles."

"I am to be a woman," he said, his voice small, bewildered and unquestionably excited. His dick strained against its cage when he considered her words. Delia noticed and chuckled.

"You should know that while you are a woman you will have no use for that thing dangling between your legs. It can serve no one tonight, and if you are to truly be a fine woman for the nobles you must learn to receive pleasure like a woman." Delia was suddenly next to Alex, her fingers tracing around his hairless asshole. He inhaled sharply as she prodded him. Alex's hole seemed to lubricate itself out of nowhere at her touch as she slipped a finger inside him.

Alex moaned as her finger entered him, a high, girly moan that surprised him. He sounded like a girl. He felt himself surrendering to her touch, to her invasion and he loved it. She traced her finger along his prostate and sent a jolt of electric pleasure throughout his body and his dick began to leak precum into its cage. Suddenly his door opened and her finger was gone. A tall, handsome stranger stepped inside his hotel room and closed the door behind him.

"I must go, to find more like you for the Festival. Trevan will assist in your preparation and ensure that you know what is expected of you at the Festival. Have fun," and with that Delia stepped out, leaving the two of them.

Trevan approached Alex and kissed him, except in Trevan's mind he wasn't kissing a man, he was kissing a beautiful woman. It was more correct to the facts of the matter to say that he kissed her. He pulled her into him and gently pushed his tongue into her mouth. IT took only a moment before Alex reacted strongly and began kissing him back with a renewed, feminine passion. Alex had never kissed a man before, and it was so different to kissing a woman. It was more intense, more carnal. Trevan reacted to Alex's reaction and pulled her even tighter to him, kissing with a hunger that was more than purely sexual.

They stayed like that for what felt like a blissful eternity, Trevan's hands slowly growing more bold in how far they explored Alex's body. Moving from the small of her back to her impressive and shapely ass, up her back and onto her torso.

Alex had not realized she had breasts until his hands fell upon them, gently caressing them before he moved her hair back from her neck and kissed her gently on the neck. The wetness of his tongue and the sensitivity of her neck caused her to swoon as he kissed her there, and before she knew it his mouth began exploring other places too, finding its way to her nipples.

His hands had felt nice on her nipples, but nothing like this. Electricity radiated out from her nipples as he gently sucked and licked at them, and then he began tracing a line lower. Until he reached her desprate clitty straining against its cruel cage.

"So this is how Delia intends to provide women without allowing pregnancy, by providing sissies. I admire the ingenuity." Trevan climbed back up Alex's body and kissed her on the lips before rolling and placing her on top of him, at the exact right place for her to be right next to his cock.

Alex didn't need to be told what to do, she had never sucked a cock before, but something in her body just knew what to do. She had received a few blowjobs and knew what felt good, and her body was pushing her to submit to this stud of a man in front of her.

She took his cock into her mouth, slowly at first feeling the softness of it as she moved down its length. As she did so she felt him growing harder inside her mouth, and it brought an unexpected sense of power over him. She began to suck harder, using the same motions she had seen in countless videos online. She could feel his cock swelling within her throat, and she moved back up to take a breath

before plunging back down onto it. As she did so she felt a finger probing at her ass, and as she moaned around his cock she felt him begin to penetrate her there. The sensation was strange and new to her, but she could feel herself beginning to surrender completely to the pleasure he was giving her. His cock seemed to even larger within her throat as she began to suck even harder on it, feeling him thrust deeper inside her mouth with each thrust. She felt him beginning to tremble beneath her, and she knew that he was about to cum. She couldn't wait for the taste of his hot, thick cum in her mouth. She felt her body begin to quiver uncontrollably as she felt the cock growing even larger within her throat, and then she felt it throbbing inside her as she tasted his salty sweetness on her tongue. She could feel him pulsing inside her, and she couldn't help but swallow every last drop of it. As he finished cumming he gently lifted her off of him, kissing her tenderly on the lips as he did so. "You are a natural at this," he told her with a

wry smile. "Delia was right to choose you for tonight."

He began to remove his clothing, revealing a body that was just as impressive as

she had imagined it would be. He was tall, muscular, and completely naked in front of her, and she was eager to feel his hard cock inside of her. Alex couldn't remember the last time she was this aroused and her body ached to feel him. He kissed her on the mouth again and began moving himself towards her yearning asshole. Noticing the effects of Delia's spell ensuring he wouldn't need any lube he began pressing into her.

A wave of pleasure and excitement rolled through Alex's body as Trevan began slowly pressing his cock into her ass. The feeling was so new and different to anything Alex had ever experienced that she almost came, despite not touching her caged clitty. No amount of fae magic could be responsible for how she felt as his hard, throbbing cock slid into her tight, gripping ass.

Her head fell to the side, lost in the pleasure and she saw herself in the mirror for the first time since she had been transformed. She looked like everything Alex thought was hot in a woman, a shapely ass, generous but not overly large tits, long raven hair, a face full of slutty makeup that had not budged despite the intense blowjob she had given earlier. Most of all, she saw herself completely lost in pleasure, moaning like a desperate slut, gripping the sheets and arching her back to meet his thrusts.

"Harder," she said looking back at him. His eyes burned with an intensity she had rarely seen in another human being. He was as lost in the pleasure as she was, his hips pounding into hers as his breathing quickened. He gripped the sides of her head and his eyes bored into her soul as he took her. He obliged her request and began slamming even harder and it was all he could do to not cum right away, determined not to stop until she gave in to the pleasure and came like a good girl should.

"Are you gonna cum in your cage like a good girl," he asked as he adjusted his angle to hit her prostate at exactly the right angle. Her hands left the bedsheet and grabbed onto his shoulders as the pleasure built inside her, her skin burning with desire. She couldn't explain how, but she was about to cum without even touching her caged, useless clitty.

"Use me," she said, her orgasm fast approaching, "make me your slut." He began slamming into her even harder than he was before and like a dam breaking, her orgasm shuddered through her as cum began flying out of her locked up penis. The sight of her orgasm was too much for Trevan and he began to cum as well.

The feeling of being creampied was too much, and another orgasm ripped through her, her clitty leaking even more cum as he shot rope after rope of cum into her insides. Their voices mixed into a symphony of lewd noises as they orgasmed together, holding each other tight, muscles locked in pleasure. Eventually they came down from their high and he said "oh you'll do just nicely."

To Be Continued