More than a Sissy
Now listen my little sissy, I have good news for you. Your sissyfication is not enough, and too much work for me to help you get styled every day. Therefore, we will go for something lasting. I happen to have a lesbian friend, who works in backstreet plastic surgery. There they are specialized in turning such wannabes like you into the prettiest girls. I took this decision, and there’s going to be nothing you can do about your body being accordingly modified. The changes will be for good, and you will have no way of reversing what we’re going to do to you. This feminization is totally permanent!
Nevertheless, your genitals will not be removed. The testicles will be hidden deeper inside, and your penis will be incorporated along your crotch and firmly sewn in place. This forms a nice, smooth vulva, though without opening. When you have the attempt for an erection, the skin just tightens, but not more. Masturbation will not be possible, since the most sensitive parts of your glans will be embedded in your body and well below the surface. At the same time, this perfectly enforced chasteness will keep you aroused and horny all of the time.
You’ll be given a set of incredibly huge breasts; so heavy they’re going to hurt your back. That will make you dependent on wearing a corset to support your spinal column. But it’s a small price to pay for giving you these wonderful boobs, you have been dreaming of all of your life. You’re going to have your lower ribs removed to help give you a really tiny, girly waist. This way your corset training, which includes an effective tight lacing, can be intensified.
Your buttocks will be given pert and peachy implants to make them look as cute as a centerfold model’s perfect little booty. To grab additional attention, you will bring that walk with a feminine wiggle to perfection. Your feet will be modified to ensure it is physically impossible for you to walk in anything other than extreme high heels. After the operation, my girlfriend will put them in plaster for an entire month to stabilize that desired shape, in which they will keep all of the time. Any attempt to even slightly bring your feet back to the normal relaxed position will be utter agony. You’ll have no choice but to wear heels everywhere, even for a few steps only.
Your face will be given cute pouty lips, feminine cheekbones, and sexy eyes. The permanent, tattooed make-up though is going to mean you’ll look like a slut for the rest of your life. But that is alright, I like you to be a cheap, slutty bimbo doll, and that is what you actually want as well. So why complain? Believe me, you will get used to your new life.
My Destiny and Fulfilment in Chastity
I want to be a good boy – or rather a good girl – and always behave well. I want to respect the dignity of women by not penetrating into them. In addition, I will never insult any woman again by handling myself. For the benefit of womanhood, what is also in my own interest, I will have no more orgasms, not even any erections. Those disgusting ejaculations of mine will no longer happen. I always want to be clean and pure. I want to lead a perfect life in full chastity.
I want to wear a chastity device, which ensures my discipline. The support it gives to me is very important. I can’t misbehave! It protects me from wanted and unwanted sex alike; but most of all, it protects me from myself. It keeps me safe from having nasty fantasies taking control of me, leading to those cheap, selfish bodily pleasures, which must be prevented.
This little gadget takes care of me. I am so grateful, that I grow strong emotional ties to my new guardian friend. I love my chastity device and never ever want to be separated from it again. It has become a dear companion to me.
Physically, it keeps me healthy. Mentally, it gives me true self-confidence. Its support is so vital to my well-being; it helps me be a better person. I know this is for my very best. I am glad to be protected so efficiently. Nothing better has ever happened to me.
It is a real pleasure wearing a chastity device. Everything is so positive that I get addicted to it.
- I like the feeling. I have to sit differently, stand differently, and walk differently. When I use a toilet, I must sit like a female, like the women I adore so much. These restrictions bring me a new way of life and keep me aware of how lucky I am. Having my penis firmly confined in the chastity tube holds it in proper position – pointing down – all of the time. This is so natural, so relaxing, and comparable to a bra, which gives womanly breasts an easy support. This tender guidance feels so comfortable that my penis does not want to come out of its cozy home anymore.
- I like the look. There are no more inappropriate erections, I must worry about. The tube, which keeps my penis out of reach, snuggly fits to my body and forms a nice silhouette.
- I like the effect. My reined sexual urge fills my body with joy and delight, which makes me feel happy. At the same time, overwhelming gratitude rules my spirit. My selfishness is replaced by the needs of the loved person, the woman, who takes such good care of me.
Once the lock is secured in place, I am not able to remove the chastity device anymore. When I hear that final click, a feeling of relief goes through my entire body. My mind eagerly welcomes the long-awaited message: No more touching, and finally safe, finally protected! I am released from a heavy burden! Gratefully I accept this privilege, which is given to me. My innermost wish, I have been yearning for such a long time, has come true. I am convinced I took the right decision.
Yet, the best is still to come. I experience more and more satisfaction, the longer I remain chaste. The delight increases with each day. I enjoy the intense feeling of being locked. Without it, I would feel helpless and lost. My body has adjusted to the comfortable support holding my penis. Anyway, no removal is possible, and that must be ensured at all times.
Willingly I hand over the keys to the sexy, feminine, and dominant woman of my dreams. My princess has the keys safely hanging on a golden chain around her neck, between her big, well-shaped breasts, and makes sure I will never have the chance to give in to any temptation. However, she nearly permanently keeps me in a state of high sexual arousal and often creates a situation of strong desire. My key-holder has much fun in testing or even exceeding the bearable limits. At the same time she knows, I am really safe and fully under her control, which gives her great power.
For me, there are only two types of sexuality, which, of course, do not include any relief for me. And definitely, I will never have any sexual intercourse for the rest of my life.
First, I experience high and long-lasting sexual stimulations, which remain unsatisfied. Secondly, my princess trains me as her feminized lesbian lover. This includes worshipping her perfect body, a lot of tenderness, and, several times each day, licking her sweet, cute, little spooky. She also might allow me to take her with a strap on dildo, still securely locked. This gives her wonderful orgasms, to which she is entitled. It is my destiny, fulfilling all her sexual needs and being kept chaste myself.
Being Forced into Femininity
I am male, 100% straight, and full of fetishes. First of all, I dream of being a woman. Well not really, I like to remain male, but be pressed, forced into the form, the shape of a woman. Be very feminine on the outside, my looks, behavior, attitude, character, etc., but biologically still remain male. Next, at the same time, I am into restrictions of all kinds, bondage, and also very tight clothing. This ideally corresponds with feminisation, because feminine clothes tend to be rather tight, some even enforce an extremely feminine look (corsets, high heels, etc.). Last, I have a submissive nature, which includes a fondness for humiliation. These characteristics of feminization, restriction, and submission form a three-way symbiosis, which are inseparably combined by my fetishes. Though, I like bondage and discipline (B&D;) very much, I am not into S/M. The training and the necessary measurements may be uncomfortable, but never shall they hurt.
Most interesting, being kept in chastity perfectly fits all of these addictions. Being feminized, my manhood must be denied. A chastity device is very restrictive, and nothing is better suited for full submission. Therefore, I love to be safely and securely locked into chastity long term, permanently.
There are two roles, in which my key-holder trains me. Depending on her mood and surrounding, she once fancies one, then the other. I like both, and really don’t have a preference, as long as she forces me into either of them.
According to my taste, it is beauty pure, when female attributes are brought to an extreme. I adore women with big breasts, high heels, and long painted fingernails, just to mention a few. Anyway, I like to be, what I admire. I really crave for having everything feminine applied to me, also in an extreme. And if it looks slutty, I don’t care. That is the way I like it best. To achieve a feminine figure, I have big silicone breast forms, and corsets, which I can lace down to nearly 20 inches. I like to wear killer heels, garter belts, and stockings. A tight top emphasizes my figure, and a black leather mini skirt is so short, that the tips of the straps are visible when I walk or bend over. Red lips match to my long shiny red fingernails. I am just a Barbie doll, which my mistress likes to dress and train, mostly as a sexy bimbo slut.
An adult baby has no control over anything, not even over such basic things as using a toilet. She is 100% dependant on a dominant woman. That is what I experience. I enjoy my mommy training me to be her little baby girl, a so-called sissy baby. The age regression is enforced, and mommy consequently transforms me to be completely helpless. The protest is ignored, refusal useless, and resistance impossible; baby simply has no choice. Whatever is necessary is done. Period! Mommy puts me into nappies, breast and bottle feeds me, and dresses me in a very infantile way. The used materials are accordingly. Plastic pants over the diapers are a must. The bed linen, blanket and pillow covers, bibs and many clothes are of plastic. Mommy is responsible that the training has progressed; the age regression must be visible. This includes sucking a dummy all of the time, only baby talk allowed, wetting of the diapers. Unpopular measurements to reach this goal are appropriate, such as spreader pants, heel-less ballet heels, and bondage mittens. Every time I give up a piece of my old ego, I am praised, since I am incapacitated a bit further. Nevertheless, mommy loves her baby and takes good care of me, sees to it, that baby is always a cute little girl, perhaps even pretty. Proudly mommy likes to present her little daring to her female friends. What an amusement they have to see me in this predicament, and they have much fun to impose their will on me! They really enjoy my babyfication, without their helpless plaything being able to prevent anything.
Perhaps one day, my mistress will take me through all ages. Starting as a new-born baby, she then brings me up. I would go through all stages: potty training, kindergarten age, schoolgirl, and in the end sissy training to become the perfect slut?
Though, where is the enforcing, when this is my wish? I had to experience, that the limits of what I do voluntarily were reached sooner than expected. Now every time my mistress comes up with a new idea, I feel so much humiliated. It is very shaming to be embarrassed in public. Nevertheless, it is all to my good, and in the end I will be rewarded in being the cute baby girl or the sexy woman of my dreams. At the same time, I am so grateful to have such a wonderful mistress. She knows what is best and takes really good care of me. I deeply ♥ you!
A Special Sissy Night
Tonight, my Mistress gives me the privilege to spend the entire night together with her and be her lover. She has been training me as her sissy French maid for more than a year. Transforming me to be beautiful and sexy (not to say sluttish), but also obedient and chaste. Yes, I have been locked into a chastity belt full-time. This not only prevents me from having any sexual release, but it also keeps me aroused and horny practically all of the time. And tonight is my night!
I have already undressed my Goddess. She now is only wearing a garter belt, nylons, and ultra-high heeled sandals. The act of revealing her perfect body with well-shaped breasts, small waist, long legs and smooth skin, has increased my desire even more. She is half sitting, half laying on the bed and beckoning me. So inviting, so irresistible, and my sissy clitty wants to stand up and grow but is held firmly, small and pointing down in the tube of the chastity belt.
My maid’s uniform has been removed, and I am wearing an all-in-one full-length open bottom girdle with DD-cup size false silicone breasts, a tight corset laced down to a 22″ waist, attached straps, seamed hold-up stockings, and lockable sandals with 5″ heels. My chastity belt is visible. It shows a nice feminine silhouette, keeping my sissy clit in the proper position, where it does not disturb my womanly figure.
“Come, love, my darling. I need you now”, she whispers. I slowly move close to her on the bed, waiting for her to remove my chastity belt. But she does not show any intention to do so. Instead, she starts with the foreplay, tenderly caressing me in sensitive places, such as my inner thighs, my checks, and other places. She knows exactly how to stimulate me despite already being very horny. I am so turned on, that my sissy clit starts dripping of pre-cum. But that, of course, doesn’t give me any relief. The slimy film just helps my “clit” to fill up the tube to a maximum, with the effect of additional arousal.
I also caress my adored Mistress, tenderly touch her body with my fingertips and with my lips. Her nipples are hard and stand erect. They seem to mock my locked sissy clit, which wants to do exactly the same thing but is held under strict control. Anyway, we start kissing, long, intense and full of passion. When my fingers search for her vagina, they feel that it is wet. My Princess is hot!
Then she brings her mouth close to my ear and enters her tongue into it, and she whispers: “Sweetie, I’m so horny! Eat me! Eat me long! Lick me until no more juice will come!” And I do my job. My head is between her thighs and I search her clit and I suck and lick. She moans! At the same time her fingers, with the long painted fingernails, caress my cheeks and then hold her labia apart. “Faster”, she demands, “Faster, and deeper with your tongue!” I do as told. She moans even more, and she screams in full ecstasy while she comes. She really explodes, has a mega orgasm. She comes once, she comes twice, she comes three-time and even more. “Don’t stop!” she shouts, “Don’t stop!” And I, extremely excited in that chastity belt, continue, and she has several orgasms more.
After maybe 20 to 30 minutes she then says: “I want you entirely.” She moves down to my chastity belt, praises its function, and starts fiddling around on it. I wait for the lock to snap open, when she finally says: “Fuck me hard, fuck me thoroughly with this perfect dick.” I look down and see that she has attached a dildo to the belt, proudly standing nearly from the same position as the root of my own sissy clitty. It has the shape of a penis, big, but not huge; definitely, more than I could offer at my best times. Then I take her with the dildo. While she has more orgasms, which are accompanied with relish sounds right beside my ears and with according jerks going through her entire body, I reach the limits of the bearable but have no chance for any relief. When she has enough, she takes me in her arms, says nice things to me and tenderly kisses me. I also hug her, still in my unsatisfied, horny state.
She puts one of her hands between my legs and feels my chastity belt. This begins to excite her again, and she starts another foreplay, and we go through the entire program once more…
Last Updated on 5 months by pseudonymous