Which Are You?

Bras and panties are uncomfortable and dresses can be revealing. Why should I have to wear these things for you. I reverse the tables. I wear jeans and T-shirts. I make my men wear the skimpiest panties and the most delicate bras. But I don't stop there. I like my men to have tits - Huge tits that make them off balance. I make them wear dresses that are too small that stretch over their huge tits and ride high up the leg. Stockings are a must. Suspender belts must have been invented by a man so let them wear them. That's what I say. Let them feel them pinch and chaff. Yes I find them sexy but only because I like to see my sissy woman's tiny cock struggling to stay within skimpy panties. Tights can have their uses on hot days when I make you wear woollen ones with woollen dresses so I can watch you sweat.

I make my sissy woman do all the housework. I don't cook, clean or wash. This is sissy men's work. Every house should have one. They must look pretty. I don't want a hairy builder in a dress. I want a feminine, slim young man that looks girlish. I reward my girls. I'm not all mean. I buy them clothes that I think are appropriate. I particularly favour those awful latex cat-suits, crotchless panties, fishnet dresses and rubber skirts you men are supposed to get off on. How ridiculous you look. But that's the excitement. That's what I adore. I like to see you face flush crimson with embarrassment.

I treat you to sex occasionally – I let you watch me with one of my girlfriends or occasionally with a man. I make you wear something particularly lacy and revealing. I get you to stand by the bed as he gives me a good seeing to. Who knows he may even come in your mouth after he's finished with me. Or if he has the energy take you up the arse. I don't care. I'm selfish that way.

A, b or c. Man, woman or sissy which are you?