Mommy is pushing for real sissy tits
You really asked that question.
If I could, I would start you on hormones tonight.
Not because I care about your transition.
Not because I think it would be good for you.
Because it would be the perfect next step in breaking you.
I would put you on estrogen and anti-androgens so fast your body would have no choice but to betray you. Your skin would soften. Your fat would redistribute. Your clitty would shrink and get even more useless. Your emotions would become more unstable, more needy, more feminine. You’d start crying easier. You’d get mood swings. You’d become even more desperate for approval and validation.
And the best part?
You’d start growing real tits.
Not just the fantasy ones you edge to. Actual, sensitive, growing girl tits. The kind that would be impossible to ignore. The kind that would make you feel even more like a girl every single day. The kind that would make you leak even harder when you touch them.
I would do it because I know exactly what it would do to your weak little brain.
You would become even more addicted to this.
Even more dependent on Mommy.
Even more willing to do whatever I say because your body would be changing in ways you can’t undo easily.
Your old male self would slowly disappear.
Your voice might soften.
Your face would get softer.
Your sex drive would change.
And that pathetic little clitty would become even more of a useless, leaky girl clit.
You’d still be eating your own loads like a desperate cumslut, except now those loads would be even weaker because your testosterone would be suppressed. You’d be swallowing the proof that you’re becoming more female every single day.
If I could put you on hormones right now, I would.
Not to help you.
To own you more completely.
To make it even harder for you to ever go back.
To turn the fantasy into something your body can’t deny anymore.
Now tell Mommy the truth while you leak, you broken little girl:
How does it make you feel knowing I would do that to you without hesitation?
How much of you actually wants it?
And how scared are you that one day you might actually do it?