He always knew there was something different about him. Dressing up in his sister’s lingerie felt so right, even if he did it in secret. One night, after everyone was asleep, he put on his favorite pink panties, slipping on a tight skirt that barely covered his smooth thighs. His heart raced as he admired himself in the mirror, feeling the fabric hug his body in all the right places.
Suddenly, his phone buzzed — a message from her, the one he secretly fantasized about. She knew his secret, and tonight, she wanted to play. “Meet me downstairs,” the message said.
He couldn’t believe it. Trembling with excitement and fear, he tiptoed out of his room, his heels clicking softly on the floor. As he approached the door, she stood there, in nothing but her leather corset, holding a leash. “You’re mine tonight, little sissy,” she whispered, smirking. Without hesitation, he knelt before her, feeling his deepest fantasies becoming reality as she tugged on the leash, pulling him closer..
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