He wanted to be my little girl so badly. I could see the longing in his eyes when he watched me get dressed and put on my make up. Finally I took him in my lap and wrapped my arms around him. I let him place his head on my chest as he sat without saying a word. He just sat and listened to my heart beat. We sat like that for a long time before I took his hand and led him to my room. Sitting him on my vanity stool i stood behind him and began combing his hair while I told him that inside there was a beautiful princess longing to get out. I continued to quietly tell him that I wanted him to be my special girl and before long he began to come out of his shell and she was born. Her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree when I took out the make up and began to transform my sweet princess into what she longed to be. She began talking little by little as I led her to my drawers and told her she could not only pick out anything she wanted but she could keep it too. Soon she was babbling on and telling me all of her hearts desires I am working on making each and every one of them come true for my beautiful, blossoming sissy princess.
Category: Sissy training
Oh Sissy Your So Fine
An ode to Sissy, to the tune of Oh Mickey…
Dancing Sissy
Oh Sissy You’re So Fine
Oh Sissy, you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Sissy,
Hey Sissy
Oh Sissy, you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Sissy,
Hey Sissy
Oh Sissy, you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Sissy,
Hey Sissy!
You’ve been a sissy all your life and that’s a little long
You think you’ve got the right but I think you’ve got it wrong
Why can’t you prance all day not just when you’re home, Sissy
Jingly jangly bell wearing pansy you are such a joke
You’re little bitty clitty can’t even give a poke
That pink penis pouch is the final note, Sissy
Oh Sissy, what a pity you really are a man
You really look so fake as you approach the stand
Oh Sissy, you’re so pretty, can’t you understand
It’s girls like you Sissy
Oh, what you do Sissy, do Sissy
Don’t be a man, Sissy
And now Sissy here are Miss Darla’s demands as a superior female:
1. You will sing this tune in it’s entirity every day from now until Vaca to your Princess in addition to singing it to each and every one of us while we are on Vaca
2. We have all come to the conclusion that as our very own Sissy you should honor us with more money for our Vaca. After all we work so hard at humiliating you and we show great restraint when it comes to not using your name in our blogs.
In conclussion your wondrful Princess has given us all permission to commit he final act of outing you by adding your name to our blogs. Won’t “Oh Sissy” sound so much better as “Oh Michael Fra….”?
Mommy’s Bad Boy
From the corner of my eye, I saw you watching through the bathroom door. I wasn’t surprised. You do this often, peeking in on me as I soap my large breasts. Oh, how I wish that you would take the initiative, come on in, and do more than watch. I long for the feeling of your strong young hands on my aching nipples. I know you must have a large cock in those shorts. You are such a hot young stud. I long to share that mother-son bond with you. I dream of the day when you finally moan out “Oh, Mommy, that feels so good. Teach me more, mommy.” Call me a slut but young cock just turns me on. I wish I was your mommy. I would take such good care of you and train you to be a good lover. A good Mommy should always teach her son the important things, like eating pussy and catering to a woman’s needs. You would never need some sweet sounding little girl to take care of your needs when Mama knows best.
I know your dirty little secret, the cum filled lingerie in the laundry hamper. Your fetish hasn’t gone unnoticed. I found a pair of my panties in your room last week. They were all stretched out and I could smell the cum and sweat on them. I thought about punishing you but I’ve decided to teach you a better lesson. Oh, Mommy has big plans for you tonight!! Come straight home from school today and meet me in my bedroom. Today you will learn the true definition of Mother Fucker. Bad boys need discipline and love. Who better than a hot MILF like me to teach you?
It’s all in the family.
I’m Aimee and I’m looking for a man like you. A big strong daddy who will take care of me and my needs. My needs are pretty basic. I love family fucking. Keeping the love in my family keeps me safe from the outside world and provides everything I need. I have such a loving bunch. Daddy is my main lover but I also have 5 uncles that I adore. Each of them provides me with something I lack. Uncle Barry is my fag boy favorite. I love making him into a girl, putting make-up on him, and dressing him in frilly outfits. He loves it when I pull out my strap-on and make him beg. He makes me so excited that I wish I had a load of real cum to dump in his ass-pussy. Uncle Bill is rough and touch, a biker, who loves to hurt me and make me beg. After an evening with him, my pussy and ass got banged so many times, my clothes are torn, and I am bruised. Uncle Mick has a tiny cock. It’s like he pisses out of a button. I like to pull it out, get it hard and show it to everyone. We all get a good laugh and he shoots sperm everywhere. Uncle Joe likes to watch me poop and Uncle Willy likes to do the pooping, right in his diaper. He’s an adult baby.
Some families have family games night. Why not us? Sometimes my big brother, Allen, joins in the fun and we make out while the uncles jerk off on us. Allen is a real moaner who has this hilarious battle cry when he cums. It’s like he wants to keep his cum!! So funny. Recently, my baby sister is wanting to participate. She’s very young but her tender pussy is delicious!!!
We are one happy family and we’d love to have you join us. There’s always room for one more cock in this pussy. It’s a real circle jerk!!! Let me tell you some hot bedtime stories tonight!!
Someday I Will Be…
A superior female just like you….yeah right, in your dreams Sissy. But I know that is your dream because imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and you look so cute in your playboy bunny costume. All the jingly jangly jewelry you an buy, All the pretty frilly dresses you can acquire. All the visits to the beauty parlor for waxing and eye brows and manicures. And still you dress in those silly man clothes every day. You go to that man job and talk in that ridiculous man voice. You tell people what to do and make them think you are a real man. You play golf and go to country clubs and dinners and act like you belong. We all know that you really love to dress up like a superior female and that you hide your real hearts desire from everyone. You can’t hide from us. We all know the real you. Should we tell the world all about your lump of shame and how good it feels to have it in your pretty panties. How it makes you want to rub your clitty with that poop. That that is why we call you a poo poo pansy. We love you Tinkerbell. You just keep on living your fake man life and we will try to keep your little secret.
Sissy Boy
I saw this poem and it struck a soft spot in my heart for both my dear little sissy boy and for our very own special sissy. I hope that all my sweet sissies out there enjoy it too. Goodness knows I love each and every one of you and enjoy our sissy time together.
The Sissy Boy
By: Edwin Carty Ranck
Not because he’s very wild;
The Sissy Boy is never that,
Although he’ll run if you say “Scat!”
The Sissy Boy’s infinitesimal,
He is not worth a duodecimal.
If you should take a custard pie
And hit a Sissy in the eye,
He would not go before a jury,
He’d only blush and say “Oh Fury!”
For he is perfumed, sweet and mild,
That’s just his kind, my dearest little one.
One should never strike a Sissy,
He is too lady-like and prissy.
You do not need to use your fist
But merely slap him on the wrist,
And if this will not make him budge,
Then glare at him and say “Oh Fudge!”
The Sissy sports a pink cravat
And often wears a high silk hat;
His voice is like a turtle dove’s
And he always wears the “cutest” gloves.
At playing ping-pong he’s inured,
And his finger-nails are manicured.
He uses powder on his face
And his handkerchiefs are trimmed with lace;
He loves to play progressive euchre
And spend his papa’s hard-earned lucre.
He wears an air of nonchalance
And always takes in every dance.
Socially, he’s quite a pet
And always fashionably in debt.
He hates to be considered slow
And poses as a famous beau.
He loves to cut a swath and dash
When papa dear puts up the cash.
This, my littleone, is the Sissy Boy
Who acts so womanly and coy.
His head’s as soft as new-made butter;
His aim in life is just to flutter;
Yet he goes along with unconcern
And marries a woman with money to burn.
We love you Sissy!
Colors Of The Rainbow
It’s time to introduce him to the wonderful world of variety…yes I think he is ready for the gay, lesbian, transgender and trans sexual community. I think he will fit right in with all the colors of the rainbow out there. So this weekend he is spending the entire weekend with a fiend of mine that is gay and going to throw a bash for a wide assortment of people with a wide variety of sexual appetites to introduce him to. The entire weekend is going to be recorded so that I don’t miss a minute of them teaching him the ways of their life style and how they explore sexuality. I can’t wait to see the new and unique fetishes they introduce him to and to find out what turns him on and what doesn’t . This is a stepping stone that he has earned and is so very ready for. I haven’t told him yet but plan on telling him at dinner tonight and my pussy has been so wet thinking about it and imagining the excitement he is going to have at the prospect of it all.