"That's it sissy, let your spit lube it up and make it easier". With that she began pumping my mouth.She was right, it was getting easier and I was ab...e to relax my throat and let the big toy slide in and out of my throat. I could feel my cock straining and oozing. I wanted to touch it so badly. "I know you want to stroke your cock right now but don't you dare" she said as if reading my mind. "Sissies are for the pleasure of real men not themselves. You will touch your pathetic cock only when I. " Well that's good, honey. Ready for some dinner?"Me, Justin, mom, and dad all sat down for some chow. Hamburger Helperand rolls. After cramming my face with as many carbs as I could fit, Iheaded to my room and fired up the laptop to catch up on some socialmedia. Plenty of status updates and music videos to go through.Nothing particularly interesting. And that's how my next few weeks wasgoing to be, not particularly interesting. That being said, I sparked ajay of some ditch weed I snagged. I fixed the bottom half of my body first and then redid my face as best I could. I wanted to make myself back into a proper looking woman when I walked back into the room.When I walked back into the room all the boys were all staring at me with their dicks in hand. Each one was stroking and smiling. What was going on? Sir filled me in.“The boys and I were talking while you were fixing your face. I am sorry you just spent all that time on your make-up but they want to cum all over your face.”He. You always love your adorably clunky, super-high Mary-Janes. They helpyou to mince and prance and sway just right.Make-up! Red or pink lipstick? Pouty rose red or bimbo bubblegum pink?But you're always careful to emphasise your huge, wide, crystal eyes.Earrings! Big dangly stripper loops or cute little-girl studs?Hair! Pigtails, of course! ...But high on the head, to the back of thehead, to the sides of the head, or lower down? Braided or unbraided?Ribbons or poofy scrunchies?Lollipops to tease.