I am less than nothing as I sit under this torturing dryer and have mybreasts aligned to the future curvature of a soon to come brassiere.Can I endure...this humiliation? I must endure.I have no choice, I am a Sissy.My loving wife, Claire, has become, more than Lord and Master, my keeper.And, thank God, she seems to be enjoying her role. Yes, she seems torelish the idea of making me into a sniveling Sissy. A role we decidedon, in our desire for that one thing we have always wished for and. Satish:- do u know how to wearMe:- no as I have never triedSatish:- ok come ill help u get dressedThey both took me into wardrobe one started undressing me and other removed a sexy skirt for me and they dressed me and we three came out and sat on bedRahul:- how u feeling nowMe:- cant explain the state in which I am but never felt like this before tq guysRahul:- do u like to be a womenMe:- I nodded my headThey both started smooching and I was watching them they sucked each others lips they. Just relax and let go of jealousy, all of you. In fact, that was your first lesson in my instruction to you. Jealousy is fear and fear is the mind-killer,” I told both of them all in a way that sounded very profound as well as made them feel grateful.“Wow ... that’s ... deep, man!” Amy had a very impressed look as she said that and Jason looked very affected by what I said, too.“Yeah, dude, that’s pretty cool!” Jason agreed with his new girlfriend.The truth was that both of them really needed. When she was done, she lets her hands glide all over my now naked chest. “Let’s go inside,” she whispers. She leads me by the hand into the room. I close the doors behind us and turn toward her. The dim light coming from the nightstand makes her look even more beautiful. We talk one step towards each other and we're close again. I take off her blouse and unbutton her jeans. We're both wearing the same kind of pants, and we take them off on our own. This never goes as smooth as you would want.