Submissive Phone Sex- Making My Bestie My Sissy- Part One- HAZ-A-0006 07-03-2023

Here is my Submissive phone sex story; please enjoy it. Do you want to know something? I have known my male best friend for most of my life. He has always been open about his sexuality. Dressing how he wants and talking like he pleases. But, here lately, I’ve been noticing a change in him. My thoughts were proven correct when I showed up from running some errands at my place, and he was—standing in the middle of my bedroom, wearing my favorite dress, practically bursting at the seams. I was so mad, but I had to set aside my feelings. The look on his face told me he needed guidance. 

Walking towards him, I stop right before him and look at him. Finally, when he met my stare, I asked him if he felt pretty. Blushing profusely, he nods his answer, yes. Most people who know me know I’m dominant; in my everyday life, it’s just who I am. I know what I deserve, and that’s to be worshiped. When the right man comes along that knows how to handle me, I’m like butter in their hands. But we aren’t talking about that right now; back to my new little sissy. 

Smiling at the tingle running up my spine, I thought this was going to be fun.

First, take that dress off; you don’t deserve to wear it. Standing there, my arms folded across my chest, I wait as patiently as I can while he undresses. Once done, he started picking up his clothes and putting them on, which made me laugh outright. Stopping in his tracks, he meets my stare and gulps down a big swallow of air. So this is the real you, huh I like it. Here’s what’s going to happen. From here on out, you refer to me as Goddess or mistress. You will do as you’re told without conflict. Unless you like being punished, is that understood?

With a shake of his head and a simple yes, mistress. I’m pleased, for now. Clapping my hands together rather loudly, I catch him off guard, making him jump. Which makes the smile on my face grow even more. I hadn’t expected to find such a scene getting home, so for your rude intrusion, you can keep my friend company. His eyes widened as he started to understand what I was getting at. Now let’s find you something proper to wear; I’m sure I have something for now.

Rummaging through my lingerie, I find a few things that might work.

I was having him do his little fashion show in front of me. It just made me laugh, his little penis poking through the bright pink panties he has on. Some ribbon tied around his chest covering his nipples, a pair of white fishnet stockings, and a bow in his hair to top it all off. He was a picture. And just then, my doorbell rings, and I stand up excitedly. 

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