Sissy training all you little bitches and your sweet, naughty little pussy’s, is mama’s specialty. I love my little sissy boys! Nothing makes mommy squirt more cum out than making a big muscular man resort to submitting to me on his knees in his pink ruffled dress, white cotton stockings, and shiny black dress shoes. How did we get here though? I believe it started with my youngest brother.
Realizing at a young age, I had a lot of control over the younger siblings, I took a particular interest to my youngest bro. He was a Mommy’s boy but our mom was always busy. However, there was one problem with our relationship. I prayed my mom would give birth to a girl when he entered this world. Unfortunately for him, I didn’t let it go that my mom brought home the wrong gender. I would take him everywhere with me, dress him in the pretty dresses from the attic that I would go get out, put little girlie wigs on him, dress him in stockings, dresses, jewelery, fancy little girl shoes, and even put on our Mommy’s makeup. My parents were too busy to notice that he spent entire days dressed like this.
As I got a little older as he did, I started noticing how hard his cock got when I would get out the dress. Being intrigued, I would get a little more extreme. I made him have a girls name, tell me about his girl parts. I frequently made him get on his hands and knees and serve me as he was my little sissy bitch. I invited friends to dress him up. We were both getting off on it and I had no idea why, I just kept doing it.
One day after I was done dressing him up all day, he took off the dresses as I was also unchanging and I looked over at him and told him, does your pussy get hard now sissy cunt? That bitch sissy had a monster rocket coming out of it, enough to make this sissy (as in sister-me) wet my panties a bit. I asked him if he needed a kiss on his sissy pussy and he nodded. I demanded he lick mine too. His bitch little tongue sure got my juices up and I got his pussy lubed up in return. I couldn’t believe how horny my young whore self got over the control I had over my brother.
Now that we are older, he still asks me if we can have a few days a month to play dressup. I never turn it down as I can’t say no to family. I also like giving his pussy a nice long, fat kiss for old times sake too. Would love to hear your sissy stories or get you in line like I did my little sissy brother, all those years ago!
