I never noticed in the moment, but I had been a sissy my whole life. Growing up I was always the shortest boy, always the weakest, I never had a girlfriend, and I wasn't good at any sports. My mom always told me I would grow into a man eventually, but that never happened, even during puberty my growth was minimal. By the time I finished high school I was a...
Quick Recap It had been nearly two weeks since Ashley caught me trying on her panties and I was now wearing a fresh new pair every day along with a bra as she encouraged me to find my "inner-sissy" and explore my fetish. I had also learned that she obtained more pleasure from her toys than my cock and, as part of this "exploration," she had decided it was b...
The Locksmith Shop This is a continuation of my previous story, the Locksmith, where I am trapped in a metal chastity cage by a broken lock. We called the local locksmith, but instead of helping me out of my predicament, he unlocked both my wife's and my sexuality. Amy and I had a sleepless night. After Amy sobered up we talked nearly all night. It seemed...
** Author's note: All characters depicted in this story are fictional, well beyond age-of-consent, and are consenting adults. ********************************* He made a point of showing me off, displaying me. That was obviously his thing from the start. Many men at the clubs he'd take me to were allowed to not only look but touch me too. I never thought a...
"Christ, Bob!" snaps Julie. You just sigh as you feel your skinny cock throb and spurt into the condom next to her bottom. "What about me?" "I'm sorry, honey. You're just too sexy! I came so fast!" you say, blushing in embarrassment that you couldn't fuck your own wife for more than 30 seconds. "Are you some fucking teenager dweeb?!" She spits as she glare...
I suppose the best place to start here is what my life currently looks like. I'm a 25 year old chastity sissy maid that lives with my dom. I would tell you my name before I was a sissy, but there's little point, so the name we are going by here is Jessica. I've always had a skinny build, and this is well complemented by my dark brown hair, which after servin...
Over the next few days I removed most of my male clothing from the house and donated it to Goodwill. I met Wendy as she got out of work each day and we went shopping. The first time was for regular clothing. Skirts, dresses and blouses, leggings and shoes and regular lady's sportswear. Thursday it was lingerie night. I ended up with multiple bras and camiso...
Again it was as though she'd slapped him back into reality, just as she intended, she'd noted his angry response earlier that day and wanted to trigger him again, but trigger him much more this time. She simply would not accept rudeness or attitude from him. Pete had to realize that as Charleigh took over his psyche, that she would need to be more and more s...
A fantasy written to my mistress.. Sissy kneels before you, her eyes down, waiting on your pleasure. Sissy is wearing frilly panties with a matching bra, thigh high black lace stockings encase my legs. The red dress barely covers her smooth bottom. The high heel shoes, locked on my ankles, crossed behind me. I can't speak because of the ball gag in my mouth...
The fourth joint Interview Emily sits comfortably in the waiting room, texting and smiling. There is no question in my mind with whom my lovely wife is texting, nor much less any doubts about the lewd and obscene content of their texts. Emily looks totally ravishingly beautiful, dressed smartly in her business attire, her generous breasts bobbing up and do...