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Momma's sissy boy

My name’s Sam but you can call me Samantha, that’s what my mom calls me. When I ask her why she says because she loves me like I’m her little princess, regardless of me being a guy... Well the most manly thing about me is my penis and that’s not that big.

I was born with a severe case of Kleinfelter's syndrome meaning I have very pronounced female features. I have large, round juicy hips and thighs, my ass is big round and perky like a bubblebutt, my boobs are a cup B size and my face looks like my mom’s. She also has the same size hips, ass and thighs but her boobs are larger, 2 cups larger than mine.

All my life I’ve been inside. Mom always said “the world is not ready to see how beautiful you are jus t yet” I’d still go out to the nearest corner shop but no further or for too long.

Most of my clothes are made up of loose silky shirts that my mom said are made especially for me and all of my pants are tight fit. My wardrobe looks about the same as hers except for the dresses.

My mom says “underwear doesn’t fit me like normal boys” so, to save herself the expense, me and her share panty drawers. Other underwear that I see some of the guys wear in movies would never slide up my thighs like girly ones will, that’s what mom says too. Our panty drawer consists of different shapes and colours ranging from normal panties to thongs and G-strings in all girly colours because my mom picks then out.

To hide my boobs my mom gets me sports bras that are all pink. She also brought me normal bras that girls wear but I want to draw a line somewhere with all the girly stuff. I wear mostly the pink sports bras so the other, large pile of normal bras are folded nicely in my wardrobe.

Me and my mom are same height and foot size so we share shoes. When I’m at home which is always, she makes me wear high heels. She says they look pretty on me and she loves it when I look pretty.

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