Serving The Aegis Ch. 02

CHAPTER 2

(This is the second part of an ongoing story about a man who enters the service of a perverted superhero team. If you haven't already checked out chapter 1, I'd recommend doing so before reading this!)

Luke's first week working for The Aegis had not quite been what he expected. When he'd taken the job, he thought he'd feel almost like a sidekick to the superhero team. Instead, he felt more like their servant, their slave. Technically, they were paying him, but the things they wanted him to do... It just wasn't what he'd imagined.

Sway was the leader of the Aegis, her hypnotic abilities the stuff of legend. She could use her powers to entrance anyone in any way, powerfully influencing their mind and their emotions to shape their behavior to her will. Luke felt just a little ashamed that she hadn't actually needed to use them on him very much at all to get him to perform acts that he never thought he would.

Where Sway had turned her attention to breaking Luke in as the team's new assistant, the other heroes of the Aegis hadn't paid him much mind. Tether, the hero with elastic limbs, had yet to openly acknowledge Luke's existence. Apex, the huge hulking man-beast said to have come from another planet, had exchanged very brief pleasantries in passing. He tended to walk around the compound naked, his rippling, ape-like muscles and animalistic genitalia on full display. At least he got dressed when he appeared in public.

The other two heroes had spent most of the week away, so Luke had only briefly met them. Tide was the other female hero in the Aegis, and her water manipulation powers often saw her embark on humanitarian missions around the world, supplying clean water to areas affected by drought and rescuing those affected by floods. As a trans woman, her humanitarian efforts had gone a long way in helping her community's standing with the less enlightened members of society. Shift was the Aegis' resident shapeshifter, and he'd apparently been on a covert assignment somewhere for the past 5 days.

Luke was in the laundry room, sorting through the team's worn uniforms and washing them as per the complex instructions that came with cleaning such advanced material, when a voice buzzed through the intercom.

"Clean-up needed in the arrivals chamber." It was Sway, and her voice practically dripped authority even through the intercom speaker. Luke sighed and got to his feet. The laundry would have to wait, because Mistress Sway certainly wouldn't.

Luke hastened across the labyrinthine compound, having only recently managed to remember his way through the maze of hallways, meeting rooms, training areas, and various other parts of the building. As he stepped through the door into the arrivals chamber, he was met with an absolutely pungent stench. Standing in front of him was Shift, who had taken on his most recognizable form. Luke assumed it was his original appearance, but nobody truly knew. He was covered in black goop, and he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Managed to trick the Iron Glob into standing under a supercharged solar heat lamp. Cooked him alive, and he burst like an infected blister." He chuckled, clearly thinking Luke would enjoy the story. "Need some help scrubbing it off."

At that moment, Mistress Sway sauntered in, eyeing Shift. Her face curled in displeasure as the smell hit her nostrils. "Disgusting," she said. She gave Luke a forceful nudge in the back, pushing him toward Shift. "Better get cleaning."

He obeyed, taking the nozzle installed for just these sorts of occasions and using it to carefully clear the goop from Shift's uniform. As he reached the hero's lower body, his crotch slowly changed, his package growing impossibly big inside his pants. Luke stared, gulped in disbelief. Then he looked up and saw Shift, grinning down at him. He winked, then laughed as Luke continued cleaning without a word.

When he was satisfied that Shift was clean, he waited to be dismissed. Behind him, Sway scoffed.

"Shift, am I right in thinking that our new assistant was ogling your crotch just then?" Her voice made it clear that she already knew the answer. The question was a formality designed specifically to humiliate Luke as much as possible.

Shift grinned again. "He was, Sway."

The click of Sway's heeled leather boots echoed through the chamber, and she suddenly appeared in front of Luke. "On your knees," she said, her tone commanding but not backed by her hypnotic power. Luke obeyed regardless, not wanting to upset her. He'd learned his place here very quickly.

Sway tilted Luke's chin so he was looking directly upward into her eyes. "It seems you've been hiding some secret perversions," she said, practically purring. "From the way you worshipped my cunt I never would have guessed that you're also a cock-hungry whore."

Shift laughed at that. Luke opened his mouth to protest, but thought better of it. Instead, he simply looked down at the floor, willing the humiliation to end as soon as possible.

"Maybe you should let him have a proper look, Shift, seeing as he loves cock so much." Mistress Sway sounded incredibly amused, but Luke couldn't bring himself to look up at her to work out if she was joking. He had the feeling she wasn't.

Shift clicked his tongue. "Unfortunately, Sway, this guy isn't feminine enough for me."

Sway let out a single bark of laughter, high and cruel. "That can be remedied," she said.

Before Luke could react, Sway had grabbed him by the arm and was pulling him out of the arrival chamber. After a short march down the corridor, she bundled him into a dimly lit room with doors lining its walls. She pushed him down onto a plush seat and smirked at him. Shift then stepped quietly into the room, closing the door behind him. Then he leaned against it, blocking the exit with a smirk on his face.

"Unfortunately, Shift thinks your appearance is too masculine," Sway said with mock sympathy. "But that's okay, we've got lots of alternatives in here." She walked over to one of the doors, opened it, and started to rummage inside. Eventually, she found what she was looking for and turned back to Luke. "Perfect," she said.

In her hands was a pink frilly dress, cut with lace and puffed out around the incredibly short skirt. The chest looked like a corset of some kind, coming down into a skirt so short it almost resembled a tutu. White lace frills gave it an air of childlike innocence, contrasting the soft pink. Numbly, Luke realized that Sway was going to make him wear this.

"Strip," she commanded. She placed the dress down beside Luke, then turned on her heel and approached another of the doors. Luke watched her with one eye as he carefully took his clothes off. He stood there, naked, feeling a slight chill as Shift's eyes roamed all over his body. When the hero's gaze fixed on Luke's crotch, he smirked again.

Sway returned, holding a frilly pink thong and bra, a blonde wig, and a dark case. She handed him the underwear, then pointed to the dress. "Put them on," she said. When he didn't immediately move to obey, she fixed him with an icy stare. "Don't make me use my powers," she said. Luke gave her a small, terrified nod, then began to obey. By the door, Shift was still smirking as he looked on.

The fabric of the thong was so soft against Luke's smooth skin, and he couldn't help but appreciate the way it hugged his package as he pulled it up. He had always shaved his body hair -- a leftover habit from his days of competitive swimming -- and his sensitive skin tingled as the frilly clothing brushed against it. His cock twitched in response. If Mistress Sway noticed, she said nothing.

Once Luke had put the bra and the dress on, too, he stood in front of Mistress Sway, feeling ridiculous but strangely grateful not to be completely naked. His cock was still reacting to the feel of the clothing, getting harder even as he realized how humiliating this was. Sway smiled and gestured for him to sit down. "You won't look feminine enough until your face is all made up." She opened the case, pulling out various brushes, creams, and implements. She expertly applied various bits of makeup to Luke's face, and he could feel his cheeks burning with embarrassment as she did. Unfortunately, her proximity to him did nothing to quell the obvious desire his cock was betraying.

When Mistress Sway was finished, she carefully arranged the wig on Luke's head. "Stand," she said. She turned to Shift. "What do you think, Shift?"

Shift laughed. "Feminine enough," he said, shrugging his shoulders. Slowly, he peeled his pants down, revealing a thick, veiny cock. Luke wondered absently if it was real or artificially inflated using his powers.

"You'd like a closer look, wouldn't you?" Sway asked. She didn't wait for a reply, but simply guided Luke closer to Shift. She nudged him down, pushing him to his knees. He was face to face with a cock that was easily several times the size of his own, which was straining against the frilly thong, excited at the sheer humiliation he was experiencing.

Shift waggled the heavy cock from side to side, mere inches from Luke's face.

"You can thank us now," Mistress Sway said.

Luke gulped, hesitating. Before he could even open his mouth, he felt a hard, heavy slap against his cheek.

"Mistress Sway said to thank us," Shift barked. Luke realized that he'd just been slapped by the huge cock. Cheek stinging, tears in his eyes, he looked up at Sway.

"Thank you, Mistress Sway." He turned to look Shift in the eyes. "Thank you, Shift."

Grabbing his cock in one hand and pushing it closer to Luke's face, he grinned sadistically. "Call me sir," he said, taunting Luke with his fat, fleshy member.

"Yes, sir," Luke said.

Sway laughed. Using her boot, she nudged at Luke's erect cock. Compared to Shift's, it was minuscule. "Looks like someone enjoys being a sissy."

Luke's face burned with embarrassment, but he said nothing.

"You know what sissies love?" Shift said, his tone mocking. When the silence stretched just long enough for him to realize Luke wasn't going to answer voluntarily, he used his cock to push his chin higher, forcing him to look up into his eyes. "Well?" Shift's eyes flickered between Luke's face and his own massive cock.

Luke realized what he had to do. "Sissies love cock." He swallowed his humiliation, hoping it would end if he just played along.

"They do," Sway said. "So prove it."

Luke froze, totally unable to move. Shift's big dick was just inches from his face, and Mistress Sway was watching on. The frilly dress, the makeup, the wig. His own confusing arousal at all of it. It was too much. He couldn't cross that final barrier.

Slowly, Sway leaned in, turning Luke's head toward her. "You want this," she said, her voice reverberating deep in his soul, her eyes glowing just enough to draw him deeper into her.

"I want this," Luke repeated. Unthinking, he reached forward, kissing Shift's fat cock. It was meaty and smelled distinctly masculine. The hero laughed.

"You can't have it yet," Shift said, pulling his pants back up. "But thanks for the kiss, sissy."

Sway laughed too. "Now we've established that you want to be a sissy cock whore, you'll need a new name for when you're all dolled up."

Shift smirked. "Don't make it too confusing, or this dumb sissy won't be able to keep up."

Sway stroked his blonde wig. "So true. How about Lulu?"

"Works for me," Shift said. He pulled out his phone and started snapping pictures of Luke, who was still kneeling on the floor. "I'll post these on the hero chat, so the others can see, too. They might want to meet Lulu soon."

Sway laughed. "Clean yourself up," she said. "Then hurry back to the laundry. Those clothes won't wash themselves."

The two heroes left the room together, laughing as they went. Luke's painfully erect cock had leaked inside his thong, so he took that with him as he headed back to the laundry, cheeks still burning with embarrassment. Still, he wouldn't complain. He really needed this job.