I helped Brenda to her room. Before opening the door I gave her a gentle kiss and told her how proud I was of her, and how pretty she now looked. I told her that there was a special surprise waiting in her bedroom and that I would come back and check on her later. I slowly opened the door and let her enter. She didn't know that Mary had watched the whole...
Ruby is sat flicking through a magazine. Mid-twenties, she's been working in the tattoo parlor since college and is soooo bored. So her face lights up when two sissy dumplings mince into the tattoo parlor. She gasps at their ridiculously effeminate outfits that no woman would be caught dead in. She can't believe they've handcuffed themselves together and loc...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapter 1 before reading chapter 2. *** The Amtrak train Jaymie was onboard with his new Mistress, Sydney had just pulled into NYC. Jaymie had to get...
Chapter Seven: Another Day in Chantel's New Life. It's 7:30am and the alarm clock goes off. I awake to my first morning in my new sissy slave home and life as a sissy maid and slut. I get out of bed, stretch and strip nude for my enema and shower. My butthole still hurts from last night's gang rape session, but I won't protest, nor do I really wish too. In...
At first I was a little pissed she just discarded me like that so easily, but I quickly got over it, as I was now free. Thankfully there were no other houses nearby that I had to worry about being seen in all my naked glory. It took me a few minutes before I was able to drive away, as I had to get dressed first. I kept looking back at the house, as I wanted...
It was only a matter of minutes before Mistress pulled the car into a long driveway. My mind was still processing the idea that I was now on hormones. Once we were parked, Mistress had me grab my bag and follower her on the path to the house. She clearly knew this pace well, as she walked right into the house, with me following closely behind. As soon as we...
Once upon a time there was an overly eager sissy girl. This sissy girl loved her mistress. She loved her so much she tried to anticipate her every whim before she needed to even speak the words. One day the sissy girl was vacuuming, dusting and general cleaning. She was openly lamenting on how her overly large pathetic sissy clit was getting in her way. How...
Author's note: This is a story about a young woman turning an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you don't like this kind of story, but read it anyway, please don't bomb me. I warned you to go away. If you like the idea, read on, and don't forget to vote and leave a comment. More will...
Author's note: This is a multi-part story about a young woman turning an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. It is best understood if you read from the beginning. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you don't like this kind of story, but read it anyway, please don't bomb me. I warned you to go away. If you like the idea,...
No going back now. Mistress was going to be certain that there would be no turning back for me. Over the next few weeks she made certain that I used my hormone cream daily. No my breasts haven't started to grow yet but I could notice some slow down in hair growth. My male wardrobe seemed to be dwindling, with more camis, blouses, soft pullovers and ladies p...