Writer: Destiny1961
Subject: Memories
Link: LS666 Email / 27.05.2024
Memories
It’s funny how we can suppress memories but even more strange that we can make them up. I remember talking to a therapist who told me that sometimes someone will have a memory that may not be true, but it is something maybe they fantasize about.
They can remember that time they hit that home run to make daddy proud as a kid and yet were never even able to be good enough to. Some are raised in the church and want so badly to be that person they remember being a kid and it was special and yet some even remember something that may be darker. I once asked a hypnotist to add some memories of me as a girl when younger or at least feminine memories.
As I sit here and do my poppers and have found myself dressing and wanting to do things sexually as a girl or slut even though I know it is what they would have called sin. I did my time in the sex, drugs, and rock and roll era and the thoughts of wanting to be a front man because I was shy and they did not need to go after women as the women would come to them.
The orgies and all and then as I thought about the first time I sucked a dick and that time I got fucked, oops, should I say sodomized? I liked it and thought about being able to do it as a femme or maybe even transition. I could picture those girls sucking and being fucked and yet I do not have a cunt, but wait, my asshole is tighter than any stinky cunt. And I can take load after load without the fear of pregnancy.
I sit as I have lost my female mate to cancer and I do my poppers to get away. I went through the pictures and came across the time I did my first confirmation. It was the first time I was allowed to have long hair. I see my pic and in the red robe looked like a girl in a red dress.
I think back on my Catholic upbringing and all those stories of priests molesting little boys and girls. I think about a young boy bent over as the one from God sodomizes him. I think about my church and how it had a second sanctuary in the basement and how dark it could be with just the light from the candles.
I used to get scared thinking about being locked in there overnight with no lights and just the flickering. I take another hit of my strong poppers and look at a satanic porno as I start to relax. Then a memory starts to come back.
There I am, a young boy about to do my confirmation and my dad is there. He and Mom disagree as he tells me I look like a girl and just want to be one so he will teach me a lesson. He had talked to Father John who said he could handle it if I am given to him for a bit.
We get ready to leave and Dad pulls me aside and says if I want to be a girl he has something for me. He pulls out this training bra that is slightly padded and makes me put it on. You can barely see my chest puffed and he hands me panties as well. I am then given some stockings and you can see them so he lets me put socks over them. I am embarrassed to teach me a lesson.
We go to the church as there is a problem upstairs so we use the downstairs sanctuary. We start and I cannot stop looking at the flickering candles and feeling strange. Father John prays over me but in tongues and I feel even more strange. I also noticed all the crosses are no longer there as well.
I remember when we become new we take a new name but I am not allowed to take my own as Father tells me I am Pat. My mind goes to a skit where someone was named Pat and it was never said if they were a man or a woman.
As I stand with the others the stuffed bra is starting to show. He told everyone in a whisper why the names meant so much and he told me mine was close to “Pet” and do I not want to be the “Lord’s Pet?” He makes a little reference to how we are the brides of Jesus though I do not know why. It is all over and my dad says he will be back as I am left with Father John.
Father tells me he knows about what my dad did with the underwear and asks me about how it feels. The janitor comes in and he is told to take the night off and to turn off the lights when he leaves. We are sitting there in the front pew as the lights go off and the sanctuary is lit by the flickering prayer candles. Father makes mention of how they light it up as he takes my hand and guides me to them.
He has me kneel and grab the match to light one and say a prayer as he says we all have these things inside we try to hide. Feelings that we are scared to let out. He then leans and reaches around me to grab a matchstick and light a candle as he prays for us to find what is hidden. But as he is against my back I swear I feel a bulge under his robe.
He runs his hands through my hair as he tells me not to be afraid and then puts my hair in pigtails. I feel strange as he asks if I have ever had a woman like my Aunt or even my mom kiss me on the lips with lipstick on. He asks how it feels as he then guides me to my feet and back to the pew.
He tells me we need to have a special communion and grabs the cup and wafers. He takes me to the altar and as I kneel feeds me the wafer and wine. The wine is strong so I do not realize about the wafer right away as it is some sort of drug. He has me stand and I start to wobble as he tells me it is okay but needs to try something.
He has me close my eyes and pucker up and I feel what seems to be him putting lipstick on me and asking how it feels. He asks if I think it feels better to kiss with lipstick and then kisses me on the lips.
He tells me I need to kiss him back to tell and with the drugs it is like he is hypnotizing me as he starts to kiss me using his tongue. He tells me he needs to see what Daddy did to take off my robe down to the underwear.
I am now wobbling there naked in lingerie as he touches my chest. He pulls down my bra to reveal my nipples the pinches and licks them. He is forceful as he sucks on then causing me to almost fall back so I grab his head to steady myself.
I feel his hand on my panties as I now have a hard and he slides to his knees. He pulls me from my panties and begins to suck me as I hold his head and close my eyes. I have never felt anything like this. In between sucking he tells me it is okay to enjoy.
Before I know it I am gyrating and fucking his mouth. I start to quiver so try to back off but he grabs me by the ass so I can cum in his mouth. I start to breathe heavily and he tells me to sit on the pew.
I now sit there as I just had a man suck my penis and at my age and in what some would consider drag lad complete with lipstick. He tells me he has something to relax me and hands me this bottle. He opens it and has me smell it as my head feels funny. He then holds it to my nose and tells me to take two sniffs and hold it.
I do and he then tells me to exhale. I start to wobble as he says it is okay and to hold my mouth open like an “O”. He tells me to hum an “O” as well. I look up at him high and drunk in a girl’s underwear with lipstick on.
He holds the bottle and I take two long sniffs and hold it and feels his hands rub my head and hold it by the pigtails as he tells me to say the “O”. I do and feel the head of his penis at my lips then he slides it in my mouth and down my throat as I gag. As he holds my hand and slides in and out he tells me a good woman knows how to please her man.
I sit there as he fucks my throat. He then stops as I am drooling down myself. He then has me stand up as we walk around me and says he knows what I need. He is against my back as he reaches around and is rubbing my chest like I have breasts and I feel his wet penis between my cheeks.
He mentions Sodom and Gomorrah. He tells me sodomy was a sin but if a girl has no vagina she must use what she has. He then holds the bottle to my nose again and tells me when to stop sniffing and I do to the point of almost losing my breath. As I wobble he asks if I need to sit and I nod so he starts to pull me down in his lap as we sit.
I feel his wet head against my hole as I try not to sit on it and he tells me to exhale. I go limp as I slide down and he enters me. I am now lost in who I am as he starts to guide me up and down. After a bit he has me get up and face him and sit back down on it and ride it as he kisses my chest.
He then starts to pound up into me. He tells me he has a place for young girls like me and daddy will let me stay there as he fucks me. He bends me over the pew and then on my back with legs up and many positions including ass to mouth. He tells me to feel and allow the spirit inside me but I know it is not the Holy Spirit but cannot deny it.
Before I know it I am on the floor on the altar as he pounds me and leans over to tell me to accept him and it will be done. He rolls me on my belly in a submissive position, shoves back into me, and then explodes inside me. He pulls out and tells me he will tell my dad I need to go to his special school and this way I can be what I need.
He calls my dad to meet with him and he comes to his office. He tells my Dad that “A child should serve their father” as I sit there in my underwear. He notices the lipstick and Father tells him that, being a girl, I can serve better as when the time comes I can serve without the unwanted pregnancy.
They have a drink and dad says he does get horny now and then and does not want to cheat with another woman. Dad even says he is horny and Father tells him to let me serve him so he drops his pants and I am told to get to my knees and suck him.
Father tells him my cunt feels even better and bends me over and then Father uses my mouth as dad gets behind me. Father says if I want to be a girl then have to act like one as they spit roast me.
THE END