'Sissy, remember you are proud of what you are, giggle and smile and tell us why you love it. That's another demerit, you'd better watch out or you'll...have implants by next week' Master bellowed.I realised that he was serious and decided again I had no choice but to comply.I looked up and smiled and in a girlie voice I said 'please Mistress, I was never really a man I just pretended whole we were married, while all along I wanted to be turned into a little sissy doll only ready to please men. I said that was great. She said she wanted to make it special. The next day at school, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My cock was hard all day just looking at her and knowing that I would be inside her soon. She was very flirty that day. I remember that she had on a snug pair of jeans, no back pockets and her ass was perfect. I almost came watching her walk up the stairs. I didn't see her that night, but we talked for two hours on the phone. It was sexy but some nervous chatter.. . me!A hand rose between mother and I, grasping the laundered pants from her hands to throw it back onto the pile of clothing on her bed. Her hands dropped to her sides and she faced me uncharacteristically quiet.At that point I was ready to turn and run, this was insane, crazy! My heart was thumping so violently that I felt like it was the cause of those random shivers that ran through me.But a quick glance down would give me the resolve to continue, acting more on instinct than experience or. The finishing touch was the platinum, wavy, mid back length blonde hair. "What are you waiting for? Your dinner is getting cold," said Barbara as she motioned towards the table, interrupting my thoughts. Really lucky I thought to myself. My only saving grace is that I'm Vice President of Mattel Inc. I have dirty blonde hair in a long bowl cut (just about mid ear), a rather average looking face, about 6 feet tall, and a 34 in. waist. "Thanks honey," I said sitting down. "Dinner looks.