Now, now, no reason to feign denial, after all, who would know their son better then their own mother. I have been watching and observing you, and I know exactly who and what you are.
The fact is, is that you are a sissy… and a bit more then just a sissy I’d surmise, going by those special magazines you have hidden under your mattress. Yes, I know all about the magazines with all those “daddy†types doing all those wonderfully delicious things with all those sissies and sissy sluts. And I also know about your little bras and panties you have stashed away; how you put them on and picture yourself as one of those sissies in those magazines; tasting all those strong, well-endowed Daddies as they teach them how to “love “ their Daddies with their sissy holes, their mouths.
You see? You see how your little “clitty†reacts to the mere mention of those ruggedly handsome men? That’s because you are a sissy, and not just any sissy – a sissy slut.
You know, you are very lucky to have a mommy that cares about you happiness like me. I know exactly what you need, what you yearn for, whether you want to admit it or not. It’s my duty to guide you and show you your true nature, no matter how apprehensive you may be.
And to that endeavor, we need to get you ready – hair, makeup, your outfit. I have someone very special I want you to meet; someone that will show you your true nature and desires; one that will take you under their wing and guide you from just being a sissy into the wonderful world of tramp-hood.
