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Ladies guiding your sissy into the first stages of transition...prior to moving to hormones...should mandate breast forms in girlies bra daily...as with pads and tampons. Sissies must quickly work to be the best girlies they can be. They must feel feminine, must look feminine and must strive to become the Sissiest their Mommy’s want them to be...or else...it's permanent lockup and chastity!

I guess I've said "Yes" to most things in my life. Yes, I did wear my first dress at a young age, but it was only because of a game with my stepsister. And yes, I did plan tea parties with my sister and Mother as I played at being a girl. And yes, I enjoyed talking with my Mom about what it was like to grow up as a girl. And I did say yes when she offered to give me a makeover in those early days. And yes, I did enjoy seeing my own skirts, dresses, lingerie and makeup began to appear in my closets and dressers. And yes, I now live, work and socialize full time as a woman ...as I have done pretty much since I wore my first dress as a child. Now, I often ask myself; is my life in skirts and dresses all because of my Mom's influence- and hundreds of "Yeses" from me, ...or did I develop my own desire to become a girl once I tasted the forbidden fruit of cute clothes, delicate underwear, and feminine behaviors?

She caught me sniffing her panties after taking them off in front of me and telling me to do a load of laundry. After awhile she came down to the laundry room and confronted me about it while wearing nothing but a teddy and her purple strapon. She took them out of the basket and made me put them on, and only those on, while I did her laundry, bending over getting the clothes out she smiled and stroked her girlcock. After starting the wash I was told to get on my knees and make eye contact while I sucked her strapon, my cock felt so good bouncing around in the satin I almost came when she fucked my throat, after awhile she told me to stand then bent me over the washer during spin cycle, pulled the panties down to my ankles and fucked me with her strapon until she came grinding against her clit. She then pulled the panties back up, tucked my throbbing rock hard cock up into them, slapped my ass and said “when’s dinner?”. I barely shuddered out ‘…ssssoon’ while I felt my swollen lubed up ass unstick from the satin and my unsatisfied cock spurting out pre cum.