With Mistress Morganna now morphing my two loves together, my love of dressing in Women's clothing combined with my ever growing love of submission to a Dominant Woman, my third love was left on it's own for a while, unattended. As the seeds of what would eventually become Devina Cox were being sowed and nurtured into germination, I realized that as She would make me practice sucking Her strapon cock, that I was missing sucking the real thing, and my one of the few hidden desires, I had left; Shemale cock
While Mistress Morganna would continue to strip away piece by piece, the trappings of maleness from me while under Her training, when left to my own devices, and choosing the opportunity to indulge my TS passion, I would do so as my vanilla male self, but even that was changing, albeit in ways no one could tell but me.
By this time, I fancied myself to be a pretty decent cocksucker, thanks to my own experiences with Diamond and Zena, coupled with my regular training under Mistress Morganna. I was quietly proud of that, and it was upon noticing that pride that I realized that Mistress Morganna's training began to have an effect on me long after leaving Her dungeon.
The urge to see Zena once again was taking hold and I called her up to visit her apartment, eagerly looking forward to seeing her again, as it had been a couple of months. Upon arrival, the usual good energy between us led to each of us stroking the other's cock while engaged in kisses and a genuine lust of the sexual energy that existed. I was under no illusions, knowing that Zena was a pro, but that didn't mean we both couldn't enjoy ourselves and we did each time. I loved the sensation of feeling her cock grow hard in my hand as I caressed it through her panties until they could hold her no more and out popped her beautiful she cock.
As was the norm, I would gladly devour Zena's cock but this time as I closed my eyes and began kissing her cock, in my mind scenes of me in Morganna's Dungeon flashed through my head and as I let myself go, happily sucking away on Zena's cock as she ran her fingers through my hair and moaned, in my mind, I began to envision myself sucking her cock not as I was, but as I was under Mistress Morganna, and that was as Her sissy bitch. Those visuals, along with the taste of real shemale cock propelled me to suck long and hard, practising my deep throat skills even further, taking Zena's 8 inches in as deep as I could and releasing her slowly, again and again.
I would look up at Zena with her cock still in my mouth, like I had seen so many porn stars do, and I would see her smiling down at me as she would grab my head with both hands and thrust herself into my mouth. It was hard to tell who was enjoying this more! I was almost disappointed when she pulled out to start returning the favour, and even as she gave me oral pleasure, my thoughts were flowing back to being dressed and pleasuring her some more. It was the first time that I envisioned myself sucking cock as a girl and the visual was intoxicating.
Devina had a long way to go before she became who she is today, but that first moment when one sees themselves as the gurl they've been trying to become, in their own mind, it a wonderfully liberating experience. My vanilla male ego and my growing inner gurl shared at least one passion, and that was we both loved shemale cock!
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