You laugh, assuming it's a joke. When you see me standing over you, pretty panties in my hand and a mischievous look in my eye, the smile drops. Suddenly it all makes sense, why else would I invite you over to hang out?! Shaking the panties encouragingly at you, I smile. "Put them on, and maybe I'll give you what I know you dream of - to fuck me". I've snookered you now.

Piece by piece, I make you up into a perfect sissy slut, goading you and bribing you along the way, always hitting you on your weak spot; the spot I know will make you go that one bit further for me. As you stand in-front of the mirror, your new girly look revealed, you can't believe how easily I flipped you, quickly removing any trace that there was once a man there at all. The makeup, the wig, the clothes, the fake boobs I strapped to your chest; it was all too easy. Like you were destined to become my whore.

Humiliated yet aroused, you're keen to show me how slutty you can really be, motivated by my congratulatory words. You dutifully take whatever I give you, wherever I give you it and with every stroke, you feel your masculinity drip away; exactly as I planned. When I finally finish with you, you lay crumpled in a wet, slutty mess wearing the biggest lipstick smeared smile you've ever had.

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