Diaper Sissy

I love the feeling when deep in those periods of regret and denial.

When you wish you could be different.

In those moments convincing yourself you can be a man that little intrusive thought comes into your mind.

Something pink, humiliating? A feeling of inadequacy looking at a beautiful woman?

You try to push it away but before you know it you're aroused and it's a relief, a secret rush.

Soon you're in frills, annoyed with yourself but helpless to stop it, wanting to be told you're pathetic for your inescapable urges.

People would think you're gay but you're not, submitting to that assumption is worth it to be accepted as a sissy

Do you wish you could be the one giving me diaper pats?🫣

Thanks for the ask, cutie 😚