Category: sissy phonesex

Ronnie's Riding Lessons

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Being raised on a farm means I can drive or ride anything. After learning about how many men want to be girls’ ’round here, I figured I could start a riding school and offer Ronnie’s riding lessons to sissies and bimbos alike. I read that when a woman uses a strapon for the first time, her rhythm is off because we ladies, our hips don’t naturally move that way. It’s probably the same for men who realize their fem side needs to take over their lives.

I can help you be the best cock riding sissy this side of the Mississippi if you sign up for my special lessons.

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There comes a time in every girls life where she has to clean up a mess. A big mess. And I clean up my own mess a lot. Spraying my girl cum all over my bedsheets was easy enough. But this sissy was making a real mess. I was kind enough to let my bed be our little play area as I degraded that sissy, and made sure I meant every word I said. It’s pretty easy to do that with those pathetic ones, the jokes really write themselves. And being yelled at by a hot teen who can get all the dick she wants really puts the cherry on top for them.

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Mommy Anna called and sat Sissy Slut Bob down. She told her Sissy Slut that they needed to talk. Sissy Slut bob had been working hard for Mommy Anna, but this time, a specific group of clientele had reached out to her. Not a group of horny men, not college boys, nor was it Mommy Anna’s girlfriends or the neighborhood soccer moms… No….

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You always should come in to a session with me knowing you’re going to leave happy. One of my specialties I have discovered in my time here is the ability to make sissies of all kinds explode. None of them seem to be able to resist a jailbait tease looking at them as a weak sissy. How much more pathetic can you get? Indeed, when a sissy gets off to a teen dream, they have reached the bottom of the humiliation bin. It reminds me of those pornos where they enjoy having their high-school bullies torment them. Isn’t that what you want? You want to be bitched down at by a hot teen bully. Don’t hide your shame from us. We already know what you are.

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“Feel Like A Woman”

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Everyone says Kellie’s brother is a little strange. No one can really put their finger on what makes him just a bit off, but it’s something. Every time he comes up in polite conversation, someone shakes their head and says, “That boy sure is strange.”

Well, I guess you could say I didn’t really know either until this morning when I caught him all gussied up like a girl, jumping on Kellie’s bed. Scream singing to Shania Twain’s “Man, I feel like a woman.”

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Mommy Anna sat her Sissy Slut Bob down for a talk. She told him she thought of yet a new way they could make money: a Sissy Slut workshop where women would attend and learn how to turn their own husbands and boyfriends and faggots into good little sissy sluts.

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Rita’s Closet

Posted 8 months ago by Rita

Rita's Closet

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Barbie’s dream house ain’t got nothing on Rita’s closet. I’m sure lots of little girls’ fantasies come true playing with Barbie and her pretty pink mansions, but playing with Rita in her closet is where little femboys reveal their true identities. No one knows better the frustrations of hiding yourself to please others than a doll built to fulfill everyone else’s fantasies. However, inside my closet, we can be whoever we want to be!

We can wear anything and everything we wish. Stockings, costumes, lingerie, and casual fem wear! If you wish it into existence, it simply will appear. And in your size!

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Hello sweetheart. Are you Mommy Miqala’s Sissy Baby? You might come to me thinking you are a man, but those silly thoughts won’t last. First will start with an offer. I’ll show you blue plastic panties in my left hand and pink plastic panties. I’ll see it in your eyes before you even have a second to think. Your eyes automatically glance toward the pink panties. “Pick correctly if you want Mommy’s special touches.”

You know what that means. You won’t get those touches if you hold onto that silly thought of being a man. Plastic panties are embarrassing enough because you know I am going to turn you into a helpless baby, but now I want more from you. Your shacky hand lifts, your face turning such a pretty pink, almost matching the panties you point to. I toss the blue plastic panties aside and caress your chest softly. “Good girl,” I say, smiling at you.

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Pink

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It was Tami’s birthday, and she bursted through the nursery like a bat out of hell screaming it all throughout the house: ‘’it’s my birthdayyyyy! Mommies! Where’s my mommies. It’s Tamis birthday!!!!!!!!”” running everywhere in her actual birthday suit. When she came downstairs she was met with Mommy Laylene and Mommy Anna. They were sitting dressed to the nines in their black stockings, lingerie and high heels. There was a big pink box on the coffee table with a bow on it. ‘’Go ahead,’’ said Laylene ‘’open it!’’ Tami ripped through the bow and wrapping, thrashing it everywhere. Tami gasped with joy when she finally opened it to see what it was.

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Once we arrived back at his office, I could not help but notice he was now holding on to that briefcase for dear life, meaning only one thing there must be something more he does not wish for me to see. At this point my mind was ablaze with curiosity, as my panties were becoming wetter and wetter with anticipation shall we get to that contract I asked, he was now seated on the leather couch in the office.

 

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