The Seamstress’s Sissy Model: Feminized in Satin and Lace

For months I had been looking into the window of a dress shop on the way to work, an unknown desire blooming within me. I tried to resist, to take other routes to work, but I couldn’t. Somehow I was always driven to return, to gaze longingly at the dresses and gowns draped over the mannequins in the shop.But one day the door opened and a beautiful woman’s voice called out to me, inviting me inside. I knew that I shouldn’t, that a man such as myself had no business inside a woman’s boutique, but then she told me that she knew me, that she knew exactly what I wanted—and that she could satisfy me in ways I had never dreamed of before. She told me that all I had to do was say yes, to commit to obeying her every command.How could I possibly say no?