It's now five hours since I slipped into my satin panties. An interesting thing starts to happen about now. It's no longer unusual to feel that feminine fabric sliding around over my sissy-cock and ass. It's what I expect...I'm a sissy, after all.
The girlishness begins to pervade my whole being...almost the way it does when Mistress Lola puts me in trance and brings out my femme self completely. There's something mesmerizing about knowing and feeling you are inwardly girlish, even if to the outer world you remain physically male.
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