Category: forced phone sex

Miqala 844-332-2639

It’s time. No more excuses, no more hiding. It’s Confession Time Sissybois. I know you pretend to be manly. How do you do it? Do you have a blue collar job where you have to wear a hard hat? Do you dress up in expensive suits bossing others around? How do you hide the fact that you aren’t really a man? I’ll want to know so we can laugh at your pathetic attempts to come across as ‘normal’.

But you know that secret is eating up up inside. You need to tell someone. Not just anyone, but someone special. Someone who understands sissybois. I understand sissybois. I understand them very well.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447 Call me!

I know exactly what you want to do. You act like it’s fucking disgusting, but deep down in your perverted little head, you just want to be pushed. A deep, dark, hidden part of you wants to see how far I can make you go. I’ll push you all the way to your limit that says, “No, icky, I can’t.” But then, you want me to push you even more.

You can’t really complain. After all,  I’m making you do what you want to do. Well, maybe want is the wrong word. It’s what you need to do.  It could be so much worse than that, cum sucker.

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Mommy's New Office Secretary

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Awe shucks! My secretary quit on me at the last minute! I have an incredibly important board meeting with the founding female committee members today, and I will need a second pair of hands to take notes and keep everyone on task! As we all know, finding good help is near impossible these days, so I’m going to have to turn you, my little submissive loser, into my new office (sissy) secretary!

I’ll dress you in the whole nine: thick, suntan nude pantyhose, a pencil skirt, heels, of course, and a button-up blouse. A blonde wig so no one knows who you are and, of course, lots of makeup to define your feminine features. Hurry and get ready. You don’t want to be the reason we’re late to the meeting and then have to explain to the other ladies, do you?

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 Ext 204

I can’t believe what just happened. My lady boss had her cheating ass husband in tears bent over the bed. Begging a huge ass stud to fuck him! He didn’t want it no. Did he get it? Yes, he did. As soon as she forced him to not only ask for his cock but to beg for it. Then She made him with tears in his eyes beg the stud to fuck him. That he deserved to be fucked because he fucked over his wife for fuckin girls behind her back. She made him tell us how worthless he was.

He had never so much as had a finger in his ass but she didn’t care she wanted him to hurt and hurt he did. The stud smiled the whole time. Kinda creepy actually. He knew the man didn’t want his cock. I don’t know how my boss knew him or what the story was behind it. I could have asked but to be honest I didn’t know to know. She gave him a wicked smile and a nod to go ahead and fuck her husband. He had no mercy for his tight virgin ass either.

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Spanked By Your Best friend's Daughter

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

You, my Dad’s best friend, have lived next door for as long as I can remember. I think of you like an uncle; you’re that close to the family. You always come over for dinner or hang out in Dad’s man cave. I’ve made it clear that I’m not a hugger, but you always wrap me up in your arms and pull me as close to your chest as you can.

My squirming and shoving at you never stops you, and my Dad always laughs and thinks it’s funny. “Come on, Val, just hug your Uncle, friend.” He’ll always say when you yank me in and wrestle me to you. What my Dad doesn’t know is that every time you drag me against your body, I can feel how hard your cock is for me. One of these days, I’m going to spank you over my knee so you feel as uncomfortable as I do when you hug me!

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I snuck up behind you, bare feet silent against the carpet. I raised the magic wand, whispering the incantation. You hear the whispers and start to turn around, but it’s too late. You start looking down, being taller than me, but suddenly, I am getting bigger. Wait, that’s not right. I am not changing; it’s you. You are shrinking. Your clothes become loose, then too much, until you shrink into a pile of too-big clothes. Now you are Giantess Miqala’s Tiny Man.

I reach down before you can get your bearings, wrapping my hand around your torso. You panic as I lift you easily, wrapping both your arms around a couple of fingers surrounding you, gripping like your life depends on it. I take two steps and place you on a short, high shelf in the corner of the room. Placing you on it carefully, I smile softly, taking a step back and giving you time to understand our dynamics and see your predicament.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349

What Mommy and Daddy don’t know won’t hurt them. Our special time is just between us; that’s what makes it so special. I just love it when your parents go out for date night and call me over to sit with you. You have been growing into such a big boy these last few years.

So talented with that boyish mouth. You’ve been taking instructions well and really learning how to be such a good boy, but it’s time we stepped that up. Are you ready to take your Tranny Nanny’s cock up your rear?

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Bitch Up

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Walking down the hall, I heard a huge commotion from the boy’s locker room. As head cheerleader, I opened the heavy door to see what was happening. Right there, between the row of lockers and the wooden bench, was some nerd getting shoved and pushed by four football players. “Hey, yo, what the fuck!” I shoved between the players to help the cowering nerd sit on the bench.

His eye was swollen, and his lower lip was cracked. I dabbed it lightly with my pleated skirt, and the bigger boys laughed. “Look, he needs cheer-mommy to come save him.” They laughed as I glared up at them and knew there was only one way to get this nerd out of the locker room in one piece. He’d have to bitch up.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

During the day, most people put their best foot forward.  They present the best versions of themselves.  But for some, it’s just a mask.  It’s what they want you to see to hide the monster deep down inside them.  In the dark of the night, they let their true nature out.  They become their real selves in the darkest way possible.  The dark night is when he showed me his truest form.  He revealed the monster beneath the mask.  I became nothing but his plaything to do whatever his evil heart desired.  He had me completely at his mercy and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

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I know exactly what you want to do. You want Cum-Eating Training. Though you act like it’s fucking disgusting, deep down in your perverted little head, you just want to be pushed, pet. You want to see how far I can make you go, then push you past that. You can’t really complain. I’m making you do what you want to do. It could be so much worse than that, cum sucker.

Our goal is for you to eat another man’s cum. First, though, we need you to get you used to it. We need to make you like the test of cum. So you and I are going to work on this together. Don’t worry, I know what you need. You need that taste, the squirmy, salty cum on your tongue, but you are terrified of it. Terrified of the taste, terrified of what it’ll say about you. The thought of being a cum-eater scares you. But how exciting it’ll be turning you from a man into a cum-eater. Continue reading “Cum-Eating Training” →