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“Hey little sissy, come with me,” she said and grabbed my hand before I could even react. She was practically skipping as I followed behind her, mesmerized by her long blond hair and soft white fur, and I was feeling confused, embarrassed and mystified as to what she was up to, why she picked me, and why she called me a sissy.

I was even more confused when she led me into the bathroom, climbed into the tub, and looked up at me. My mind was captivated by what a beautiful goddess she was, and I knew I’d do anything she asked of me, but I was unprepared for what came next.

“What’re you waiting for sissy? Get in-“ she ordered impatiently.

“Okayyy…” I said under my breath as I climbed into the tub across from her. She proceeded to stand up then bent her knees slightly as she hiked up the bottom of her dress.

I was so focused on the fact that she wasn’t wearing panties and I could see her pussy, that it didn’t even occur to me what she was about to do. So when she began to pee on me, it startled me. I jumped a little, and then I heard laughter- a lot of it. I hadn’t even realized that a bunch of other people from the party had crowded around the doorway to watch. They were pointing and laughing riotously as I slumped further down, now accepting the steady stream of her pee all over me, blushing wildly.

Eventually she finished and someone handed her some TP to wipe herself with, and then she straightened out her dress and looked down at me with a disgust-filled smile, then bent down and shoved the TP in my mouth. Everyone laughed and clapped as she stepped out of the tub, and received high fives and congrats as she and everyone else left me there alone.