Becoming Anne - My Feminization Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Becoming Anne - My Feminization Chapter 3

... returned with my wig of red hair and a pair of pink slingback strappy kitten-heeled shoes. I had almost forgotten about the faux cock strapped to her hips, but there it was bouncing playfully toward me once again.

“We are going to make you over into ‘Anne’ tonight.” She said with purpose.

I was delighted on the inside and, if the growing bulge in my panties was any indication, on the outside too. Mistress stood behind me and fixed the wig in place, fluffing and adjusting until she was happy with the look.

“Anne, you should put on your sissy shoes now.” She said as she looked through her makeup case for the items needed to complete the look.

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, feeling delighted to hear my sissy designation, and eagerly bent down to slip on my newest accessories.

As I was admiring my shoes, a perfect fit, it occurred to me that this had been well planned. The underthings, the shoes, her reactions, and total comfort and skill at dominating her freshly revealed sissy servant.

“Mistress,” I spoke meekly, “may I ask a question?”

“Yes, you may,” she replied with a knowing smile.

“When did you purchase these shoes?” I paused then continued, “I mean what I am saying is you must have known before today to have all this prepared, how long have you known?”

Before her answer came, she turned back toward me with a variety of products from lipstick to eye makeup and more.

“Hold very still,” she admonished as she began applying eyeliner to my left ...

... eye.

“Well Anne,” she said quietly, almost whispering, continuing to apply beauty products, “I had known Robbie had been playing at being a sissy for several months now. He, like many men, are not always as careful as they believe they are, and rarely cover their tracks as well as they think they have.”

Her hands skillfully applied mascara and next a copper-toned eye shadow around my bright blue eyes.

“I began to notice my panties, which had been discarded the day before, back on top of the laundry pile, and on one occasion the inside was still wet with fresh cum. Later Robbie neglected to properly close a website where he had been viewing sissy porn clips,” she added, “I did not take a genius to connect the dots from Robbie to the sissy we now know as Anne.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” I mumbled, feeling ashamed at my clumsy efforts to hide. “Thank you for understanding.”

“I appreciate your words, sissy,” she said with a tone of mild aggression, “However, it will take more than words to show your full appreciation for your mistress, now hold your mouth closed but relaxed while I apply your lipstick.”

When she was finished I looked in the mirror and was astonished. Complete with a wig and some skillfully applied cosmetics I was changed. It was clear more was needed for a complete transformation. I was sure that would come in time. For now, I was impressed at how quickly I had become pretty.

“Stand up,” Mistress commanded. “Let’s have a look at you.”

Slowly, I ...