FursissyFab

Caught staring, she looks at me, and I mumble a nervous apology, “sorry,” I say, “it’s just… you’re very beautiful…”

She tilts her head and replies in a deep voice “You know what I am, right?” I nodded. “You seem… scared.” she stated.

“I’m sorry, yes, umm, I am, actually,” I confess to her, “it’s just, you’re so beautiful, and I’m… a… I’m a sissy. I wish…”

“You want me to teach you?” she interrupted impatiently.

“Would you?” I ask.

“Well, maybe…” she replies, “I’ve done it before, but I must warn you- my methods are… extreme. I’ll break you and remake you and I expect complete obedience from my students, no limits, no second thoughts, no going back. If I agree to transform you, you must first agree to be all in. You’ll be mine to mold to train, to obey. So you’d better be sure you want what I’m offering…”