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Aww, sweetie, I already told you, he’s coming over for the afternoon, and you need to be here, waiting on us hand and foot so that we can really focus all our attention on each other. I mean, you know today is special day for us, and besides, you said you’d be happy to do it, remember?

Okay, so no backing out now- I’m counting on you!

Yes. I’m sorry, but yes, you have to- he insisted. I remember exactly what he said- he said “if your pansy hubby has to be there, flouncing and mincing about, then he better be wearing a dress”, and then I said okay, and took him to the closet to pick out just the right outfit for you to wear. I know you still get all ashamed and humiliated, but it’s important you show him the proper respect, since he’s gonna be the man of the house now. Besides, it is so super cute and dainty- just like the dress and sweater I have on… I thought you liked to dress like me… c’mon, don’t be such a stick in the mud- I mean, you’re cute when you get all timid and shy, but sometimes it’s totes annoying, and we really don’t have time for this today- you need to get busy in the kitchen, and I need to freshen up before he gets here, so, chop chop, let’s go.

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She looked at me for a moment, thinking, no doubt pondering whether or not I was being honest and sincere or sarcastic and disingenuous.

I had just said “have a good night”, but she knew that I knew she had a date, and she also knew I had a massive crush on her after my pathetic, tear-filled confession the day prior.

Finally she asked “do you mean that? Really? ‘Cause it would mean so much to me if you do… it would mean we’re truly still friends, and you know how important that is to me…”

“Yes, I mean it,” I answered, “it really hurts, I still have feelings for you, and I think I always will, but our friendship is important to me too… more important than my own selfish feelings…”, then I added, “you look so beautiful, and your date is so tall and hot AF, so please go and have a good time.”

“You’re such a good friend…” she said with a smile, “please stay here tonight so I can tell you all about it when I get home, okay?”

“Sure, I can do that,” I answered, “I’ll just do the usual, get your laundry done and clean the bathrooms, and then I’ll sleep on the couch-“

“Thanks buddy,” she replied, “and hey, if you wanna wear one of my nighties or baby doll dresses to sleep in, feel free to- ‘kay, byeee!”

With that she was gone, and my stomach was twisted in a knot that brought tears, the pain of my broken heart only surpassed by my shame at being such a simp and a sissy for her.

sweatersub

Hehe, look at him, he’s like a scared little puppy dog!

Yeah, I know, right? What do you think he’s so afraid of?

Well, you know, two beautiful goddesses standing here...some guys, the real men with good looks and confidence would see us and make their move to try and fuck us, but other guys, little boys like this one, who have no confidence or self-esteem, they see us and are terrified because they know we would reject them and laugh at them and humiliate them. See? He knows he’s not good enough. He knows he’s a loser. But you know what’s good about little sissy losers like this one? We can make him do whatever we want!

Ooh, I bet you’re right...let’s get him to do our chores!

Absolutely, but why stop there? I think our boyfriends would love it if he did their chores too, right?

Oh yes, good idea. And I know how to make sure he does a good job...I’m gonna make him wear my sweater.

You think you could?

Totally, just look at him! He’ll do anything we ask! And wearing my sweater will keep him completely humiliated and feeling like the sissy slave he really is, and it’ll keep his mind on task. “Boy- come here boy. I’m going to take my sweater off now, and I want you to wear it for me, ok?” See? I told you he’d do it. He will be an obedient little puppy for us, won’t you boy? Yes, yes....good boy. Now you’re going to do our chores, ok? Ok, good. And do a good job. I won’t tolerate less than perfect work. Understand?