Category: feminization phonesex

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

He wanted to be one of us. At first, I thought he wanted one of us. He kept staring at us and our little outfits. I thought he was lusting over us. But he was really lusting over our outfits. He finally asked me how to apply for a job. After I explained the process, he asked me if he could try on my outfit. I giggled because I didn’t think that he was really serious. But then I realized that he was. So I had a plan. I told him that he could come over to my house to try it on.

When he got there, I not only had my work uniform, but I also had lots of lingerie ready for him to try on. He looked like a kid in a candy store when he saw everything. First, he tried on the work uniform. He wanted me to take some pics of him. I agreed, but I never knew that he was going to want so many. He told me that he had a large social media following. So I helped him get dressed up in lingerie like the little sissy that I knew he was.

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Tiny Tim

Posted 3 days ago by Bethany

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Bethany 1844-33- CANDY ext 260

He was super embarrassed. Cheeks red, and flushed. I could tell he was a bit insecure when I approached him and casually asked to suck his cock. He was really cute, with eyes that glowed. He has these blue / ice colored eyes that seem to look right through you. Memorizing. Hypnotic. Tiny Tim.

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Sissy Lessons

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Did your sissy lessons result in you being just mediocre, or are you now a top-of-the-line slut? Have you ever had official sissy lessons? Or did you just try to teach yourself about the sissy slut life?

Because when I get calls for sissy phone sex training I love making sure my girls all graduate with skills that will make any man weak. One of my favorite things to do is assign kinky tasks to my sissy sluts. But don’t worry. If you still need “basic training” you might not be ready for those assigned tasks quite yet so we will take it slow.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

SissySlutBob had a long night. He came home late. He told Miss Anna that he had been held back at work for a late night meeting. When morning came, Anna called him downstairs. ‘’Yes, what is it Mistress Anna?’’ he asked. ‘’Where did you say you were last night?’’ Miss Anna pried. ‘’I told you, we had a late night meeting at the office.’’

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Kinky Sissy Slut

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Please tell me that this summer you’re finally going to come out as your true self, a kinky sissy slut! I know that you’re probably nervous but I’m so proud of you! It’s hard to fully accept your sluttiness like this and I think you deserve a party with all of my hot friends. A coming out party!

I LOVE introducing panty boys to my group of girlfriends because they always get along really well. So, I’ll plan a party with all of my girls and then have you show up as the party entertainment. Of course, my friends and I always have a ton of fun! But you have no idea how much better it is when we have a kinky sissy slut join in.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Mommy’s panty boy loved to help with the laundry when he was little. He was such a good little Mommy’s helper. He would hand mommy the delicates to hang outside on the clothesline. Then when they were dry, he always wanted to fold them. Mommy noticed how he would admire his little sister’s panties. Then one day he asked her why boys have to wear plain ugly underwear while girls got to wear beautiful underwear. Mommy felt bad that she hadn’t gotten him cuter underwear like the kind with superheroes or other characters on them. But she did always get his sister cute little lacy princess panties and all kinds of other girly panties with flowers, hearts, and rainbows on them.

So one day Mommy decided to take him shopping for cute little boy’s underwear. He was so excited. But the minute they got inside the store, he was pulling Mommy towards the girl’s section. Mommy said no, the little boy’s underwear is this way. And she headed towards the boy’s section. He started to cry and say no. But Mommy reassured him that they would have some really cute underwear for boys. And they did!

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Corey was already kneeling when I walked into the living room, a soft, almost imperceptible tremor running through his body. He was dressed precisely as I’d instructed: an old, faded t-shirt that was clearly too small for him, barely covering the lacy bra I’d made him wear underneath. His hair, usually neatly styled, was a mess, indicating he’d spent the morning cleaning my apartment, just as I’d ordered.

“Good morning, little piggy,” I purred, settling onto the plush velvet armchair opposite him. He swallowed hard, his eyes – wide and pleading – fixed on my designer slippers. “Good morning, Mistress.” His voice was raspy, laced with a familiar mix of shame and fervent eagerness. It was a sound I’d grown to enjoy, the sound of a man willingly surrendering his power, his dignity, his very livelihood. “Such a compliant sissyboy, aren’t you?” I let the words hang in the air, watching him flinch slightly, then visibly melt into the humiliation. “Have you been a good little finsub and followed my instructions to the letter?”

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I had just gotten home from a long day at work, and as I settled into my favorite armchair, my phone buzzed with an unfamiliar number. “Hello?” I answered, a bit hesitant. “Hi, is this Cory Dae?” a soft, timid voice inquired. “Yes, it is. Who am I speaking with?” “This is Emily. We met a few weeks ago at the coffee shop near your office. You were kind enough to help me when I accidentally spilled my coffee.”

I vaguely remembered the incident, but I couldn’t recall much about her other than she was a sissy. “Oh, yes. Emily. How can I help you?” “Well, Miss, I need your help again. I’m afraid I had an accident today, and I’m embarrassed to say that I wet myself in public.” I couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. “That’s quite alright, Emily. It happens to the best of us. Are you okay now?”

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I couldn’t believe my eyes! I had never seen a plumber in panties before. He was checking out the pipes under my sink. I had a leak. He bent down to take a peek. And there they were, clear as day. But oh so frayed. The light pink lace trim had separated from the silky bottoms. I couldn’t help but stare. He quickly turned and caught me looking. Automatically reaching back, he felt the exposed lace band. He turned a bright shade of red. I flashed a reassuring smile. He began to stutter as he felt the need to explain. I could tell he was so embarrassed. There’s no need to explain, I assured him. But he continued. “It’s the only pair I have. I managed to steal them from my wife a long time ago. I have to wash them by hand late every night while she’s asleep. I’m too embarrassed to buy any myself. Nobody knows about my fetish. Well, I guess you do now. I’m so ashamed” he confessed.

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sissy girl

Posted 4 months ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I smirk as I walk into the bedroom, my sissy girl already waiting for me on the bed. She’s wearing a tight pink dress that barely covers her ass, and her long blonde hair is pulled up into pigtails. I can see the nervousness in her eyes, but there’s also a spark of excitement. She wants this, and I’m more than happy to oblige.

“You ready for this, sissy?” I ask, my voice dripping with amusement. She nods, her cheeks flushed. “Yes, Mistress.” I chuckle, walking over to the dresser where I keep my toys. I pick up the sleek, purple device and wave it in the air. “This little thing? It’s going to make you scream, like a sissy bitch.” She whimpers, her hands clutching the sheets. I can see the wetness already staining the crotch of her dress.

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