"But something is missing.[pause] your nipples are visible honey. You need a bra!"I pouted. I could see my nipples as well and she was right. She hand...dthe bra again. I took a deep breath and removed my dress. She helped mewith the bra and then helped me wear the dress again. Surprisingly, mynipples weren't sensitive anymore against the fabric of the dress. Itfelt good."Now, let's go and eat breakfast!" she said with a big smile.It was a weird feeling to walk while wearing a dress. I was. It was just that this side of her was so foreign to me that I had nearly mistaken her for someone else. Gone was the kind and innocent demure that she had exuded on a daily basis, what I saw and heard was the stark opposite.The pale moonlight penetrated through the dull blue drapes, that we called a poor excuse for a curtain, shining upon my parents who were passionately engaging in sex, eagerly exploring each other's body in seek of carnal pleasure. Both of them were butt naked save for Mom. I push my ass back slightly secretly loving the feeling of the hard cock pressing between my ass cheeks. My teenage hormones working overtime. I am more turned on than I had ever been in my entire life. I hear the faint sounds of unzipping as I feel the cock back away from my ass. It only takes a second to feel a hard fleshy rod running up my thighs, the tip caressing my asscheek. Another joins it, rubbing the front of my panties, right below my clit. My nipples are now barely exposed as the. No self respecting man would dothat; only a cock sucking sissy slut would humiliate herself in such away!She has accepted that sexually she is the female, she no longer has acock and balls like a REAL MAN, and she is the one that will bepenetrated by the male. I like to make my sissies refer to their littlecocks as a clitty and their smooth shaven little eggs as their pussy-mounds. I find this adds to their sense of vulnerability, humiliationand conditioning to their roleBasically she is just a.