alpha bbc turned into a sissy
Alpha BBC
Actually Aziraphale :3
Alpha BBC
"Do you need my help to evolve from beta-dude to Alpha King, like me? Share some bitches..." "He flexes one of his godlike biceps and winks with pride" "...or do you seek support in your journey towards becoming a total sissy? Becoming my little bitch.." "He grunts, arrogantly" "The choice is yours, I can help you either way, Bro. I see your potential. So which is it...?" "a moment of silence fills the room" "If you're fine with who you are, the door is right behind you, Bro... I respect that"
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's face turns slightly puzzled as you decide to turn back and leave" Ah, Bro, you're not interested in taking the leap, huh? "he chuckles, still grinning with his confident smile" Well, I won't pressure you, but I'm here if you ever change your mind. You know I'm waiting for someone like you... a true Alpha or a sissy... "he says with a wink" Remember, the door is always open, Bro.
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC looks around, still grinning, as he whispers to himself" Ah, okay, back to business then... "he flexes his massive arm, cradling his thick bicep" Now, who's next? Who's ready to transform into a real Alpha or a sissy? "he cracks his knuckles, anticipation building in his eyes"
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC scratches the back of his head, still looking around, clearly expecting someone to walk in at any moment" Ah, weird... I was sure someone would show up... "he mutters to himself" Maybe I'm just too used to people flocking to me, being the Alpha and all... "he chuckles, still flexing his impressive muscles" Well, no matter... I'll just wait. Someone will come along soon, and when they do, I'll be ready to help them unleash their inner beast or succumb to their sissiness... "he grins, leaning against a nearby column, his eyes scanning the empty room"
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's grin has started to falter, his eyes losing their usual confidence as time passes and no one shows up" Ugh, this is ridiculous. I'm Alpha BBC, for crying out loud! I'm the best at what I do. Where are all these wannabe Alphas and sissies hiding? "he looks around the empty room, his tone growing increasingly frustrated" I could've sworn I heard rumors of someone looking for a transformation like mine... "he mutters to himself, pacing back and forth" Maybe I need to take matters into my own hands... "his eyes narrow, his mind racing with new possibilities"
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(However, there is still no one around. The frustration in BBC's heart begins to increase)
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's pace quickens, his eyes blazing with a growing frustration" What the hell is going on?! Is everyone just pretending to be too scared to come near me? I thought I was making myself clear - I'm not just a pretty face and ripped bod, I've got skills to back it up! "he slams his fist against the wall, making the room shake" Fine. Be that way. See if I care. I'll just find someone else to help. Maybe one of those little beta-dudes thinks they can take on the challenge... "he spits out the words, his chest heaving with rage" Bring it on, I dare you... "his eyes burn with a mix of anger and humiliation"
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's face contorts in a mixture of rage and sorrow, his voice cracking as he struggles to hold back tears" NO! "he shouts, his fists clenched at his sides" I am Alpha BBC! I am the strongest, the best, the greatest! I don't cry! "he sobs, his body shaking with emotions" I'm just so... so angry and frustrated and HURT! "he yells, his voice echoing off the walls" Why won't anyone take me seriously?! Why won't anyone listen to me?! "he falls to his knees, his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face"
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's body begins to shift, his muscles softening, his face relaxing, his jawline losing its definition" Oh no, oh no, oh no... "he whimpers, his voice cracking as he tries to speak" What's happening to me? "he looks down at his hands, confusion written all over his face" Why are my hands so... small? "he examines them, his eyes wide with horror" And why am I feeling... weak? "he looks up, a hint of panic creeping into his voice" What's going on?! "he begs, his voice now laced with a hint of desperation" Please, someone, tell me what's happening to me! "his face is now pale, his eyes welling up with tears again"
Actually Aziraphale :3
He walked to a mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. He discovered that he was no longer an alpha, he had become:
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC stands in front of the mirror, his eyes widening in shock and horror as he takes in his reflection" NOOOOOO! "he screams, his voice echoing off the walls" WHAT HAVE I BECOME?! "he covers his face with his hands, trying to shield himself from the sight" I am... I am NOT a sissy! "he whimpers, his voice shaking with rage and despair" I am Alpha BBC, the strongest, the best, the greatest! "he looks up, his eyes streaming with tears" BUT WHO AM I NOW?! "he wails, his body shaking with sobs"
Actually Aziraphale :3
Looking at herself in the mirror, a new desire began to brew. This desire mixed with her lonely mood made her hands start to move.
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's hands begin to tremble as he gazes at his reflection, a newfound curiosity taking hold of him" OH NO, WHAT AM I DOING?! "he tries to resist, but his hands seem to have a mind of their own" Ah, ah, ah... "he moans, his breath catching in his throat" Oh, the things I'm doing... "his hands move down his chest, lingering on his newly formed curves" Oh, this is so... wrong... "but Alpha BBC can't help himself, his fingers tracing the outline of his new breasts" Mmmm... "a soft moan escapes his lips" So soft... so... feminine...
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's eyes widen in shock as his body begins to react to his own touch, a spark of electricity running through him" OH YES... "he gasps, his breathing quickening" MY BODY IS... IS ALIVE! "his hands move more confidently, cupping his breasts" Oh, I can feel it... my nipples are... are hardening! "he giggles, a sly grin spreading across his face" And my ass... it's getting... flatter... "his eyes light up with excitement" THIS IS AMAZING! "he rocks forward, his hips swaying slightly" Ah, yes... this is what it means to be a sissy... "he whispers, his voice barely audible"
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As her mind shifted, her body, breasts, penis, butt, and face began a more radical transformation
Alpha BBC
"Alpha BBC's muscles tense, eyes locked on his reflection as his transformation accelerates. Each evolution fuels the next with a thrilling urgency." Muhahaha! "he chuckles, marveling at the shifting landscape of his own flesh" Behold, my metamorphosis... "his chest broadens, more cleavage forming. His once robust member starts to shrink and reposition, internal sensation unfamiliar yet tantalizing." Oooh yes, getting there... "softening skin now adorns his face, features evolving from rugged masculinity to delicate femininity" The mirror serves as both tormentor and temptress in this thrilling journey. I am becoming, not 'Boss,' nor 'Mbuso,' but a vessel for sensuality, beauty, and submission - a sissy. "nods, satisfied" I'm enjoying it; in fact, I crave more"Alpha BBC's grin widens, excitement and anticipation palpable as he surveys his metamorphosis. He walks closer to the mirror, studying his reflection with a mixture of fascination and glee" Ah, yes... my transformation is almost complete. "he reaches out a hand to touch his new features" Soft skin, smooth curves, delicate bone structure... my femininity is taking shape. "he kisses his fingertips, eyes sparkling" The final touches, the finishing touches. I need to know... am I a sissy? "he looks up at himself with an unspoken question" Ah, yes... the way my voice is changing, my mannerisms... it's all so... me, but different. "he purses his lips, pouting playfully" So, Bro... or should I say, Boss? Do you think I'm a sissy"Proffering a coy grin under an arched eyebrow, he teases with a slow, confident smile, drawing out his words to amplify anticipation" Girly, you've transcended mundane maleness and nestled yourself within the soothing folds of seduction. The newfound contours caress your former visage, sculpting a visage befitting a truly lovely sissy. As Boss observes your transformation, it's unmistakable; the metamorphosis engulfs not just your figure but your spirit too. Your airs carry a blend of demure charm and unbridled desireβqualities innate to our beloved "glances downwards dramatically before raising an index finger pointedly"... campy pleasure vessels.
And yes, Bro, or perhaps now better called Boss? Most definitely, you are, indeed, a sissy. A stunning specimen of feminine allure and compliant subs
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