Category: forced feminization phonesex

Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

My Sissy Executive Toy is one of my favorite toys. I adore strong, powerful men. Men who make the big decisions and bear the weight of a company or corporation. Men who never show weakness. Because, to me, they are my toys.

They come to me with attitude. But stripping away their masculinity and putting them in stocking, panties, and frilly dresses fixes that. It’s the humiliation that comes first. Making him stand before me, twirling and swirling to show off how the sensual cloth flutters around his thighs. Maybe I’ll take a picture or two so he never forgets this moment. He knows what he is now. He is my sissy bitch.

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Want to Play a Kinky Game with me? Let’s do it. We’ll get all comfortable, curled up on opposite sides of the couch, and stare into each other’s eyes as we share a drink or two. We’ll play “I Never,” perhaps. Have you ever played?

It’s easy. I’ll mention a sexual position or maybe an exciting excursion to explore sensual fantasies, and you’ll tell me if you have ever done it. You must tell me if you’ve thought of it if you say I Never. Then you can do it back to me. See, Easy peasy. And as we share libations and relax more and more, the deeper secrets we’ll spill. Continue reading “Want to Play a Kinky Game?” →

Miquala (844-332-2639 ext 447

There are too many rules in this world. So here’s what you need to say. I want to Be Bad with Miqala. Yeah! That’s right! I want to break some rules with you, have a naughty adventure, and see how dark and depraved we can be.

So come! Be my accomplice! Let’s get our naughty on! What is your deepest, most depraved fantasy?

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

The missing panty mystery wasn’t hard to figure out.  As you know I just returned from a cruise so the protocol is to rinse out my panties each night and hang them to dry.  It is not maybe once in a while; it’s every night before putting them into the dirty laundry hamper. When traveling I have a special bag for them. They are nowhere to be found in my cabin.  The little clothesline is back in its original position.  I ask my roommate and she hasn’t seen them other than on the clothesline.  The mystery begins.  The missing panties are a French cut and pink in color.  I have to drop the hunt for now because it is time to visit the island for the day.  I’m a people watcher and something caught my eye.  I moved closer to get a better look.  
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London  1844-332-2639 ext 439

This is the tale of the panty thief . Who was caught red handed sniffing my under wear . I never would have guessed in a million years . That my own family was the culprit . So imagine my surprise when I came home from work early . And found him on my bed with my dirty panties .

He had a silky red pair up to his nose . And my favorite lace black thong wrapped around his cock . His eyes were closed so he didn’t see me standing there . I stood there in amazement watching him sniff and lick the crotch .

While he jerked his swollen cock with the other pair . He was so into it that he never even opened his eyes . I quietly took out my camera phone and begin recording . Thinking to myself how I couldn’t wait to post this **** one tick tock . For the world to see . I also started to think about all my panties that had gone missing . Sine his arrival two weeks prior .

Finally after several minutes . He started to groan loudly and called out my name as he shot his sticky load . I giggled and his eyes shot open .

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Deep Throat

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I know that you sissy sluts can suck a cock, but can you deep throat one? If not I’d be more than happy to teach you how. Just get down on your knees and open that dirty little mouth of yours real wide. Wider then that baby, all the way open. Did you think that a cock sucking lesson with me was going to be a breeze just because you bat your lashes and look all cute and innocent? Well, you’re wrong so prepare to get that throat stretched.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Tim is a high-powered executive who thinks very highly of himself. Laylene called up my office; she’s his assistant, and boy, is she tired of his arrogance! He is so selfish and entitled! I’m a plastic surgeon who does lots of dramatic transformations, *cough cough* SISSY TRANSFORMATIONS, and Laylene thought it’d knock Tim down a peg or two if we chopped off his eggplant and made a baby carrot of it.

As his assistant, she simply made his appointment and didn’t tell him what it was for. Tim was pacing the room on his cell wSo when I stepped out into the waiting room in my charcoal pencil skirt and crisp baby blue blouse covered by my long white surgeon’s coat. Talking very loudly about mergers and acquisitions. “Tim?” I spoke loud enough for him to hear me over his own voice, and he nodded to Laylene.

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Umm, No

Posted 1 year ago by Krysta

Umm, No

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Umm, No. I see that you must have thought I was kidding when I said you were no longer allowed to wear boys’ clothing. Sorry, Sissy! It wasn’t a joke at all—no more boxers, not a single pair of briefs. From now on, you are only allowed to wear GIRLS’ clothing. That’s right; I didn’t say women’s; I said girls. That means training bras and cartoon cotton panties.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

All my life, I wanted a little sister. I didn’t think it was a big ask. My parents had already created one perfect princess; why couldn’t they just bring home another one? Someone I could play dress-up with and have tea parties with—basically, a live-in best friend. But no! Krysta never gets anything she wants! So do you know what they brought me instead?

A stinky baby BOY!

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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I have a little sissy girl who loves to wear frilly dresses. This holiday season, I found the frilliest dress I’ve ever seen and got it for her. She squealed with glee when she saw it and said she wanted to see Santa wearing her new girl dress, so off we went.

The mall wasn’t too crowded, which was good. Because my sissy girl refused to behave. While standing in the short line, she kept pulling her dress up. Which may have been okay, except that SOMEWHERE between home and Santa’s workshop, she had removed her frilly panties and was showing off all of her playful parts to ladies in the Santa picture line up.

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