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@sissydollfordaddy
I’m a good dolly
I don’t want to be smart
I don’t need brains
I’m Daddy’s dolly
Daddy took my peepee and my balls away
Daddy gave me a tight pussy
Daddy took my manhood
Daddy gave me surgery to make me sexy
Daddy gave me surgery to make me dumb
I’m a good Dolly
I don’t need brains
I only need Daddy’s cock
I’m Daddy’s dumb Dolly
Daddy uses my body all the time
Daddy cums in my holes
I’m daddy’s dolly
I’m a good dolly
It’s going to be ok, babygirl. I know it’s shocking to come out of hypnosis suddenly. You’ve been a girl for almost a year now. Your penis is gone and you have a teeny tiny vagina between your legs. This is our tenth date, and you’re very in love with me. You’ve been the perfect girlfriend, Misty, and I’d love to tell you all about our relationship.
My new step Daddy had never met a trans girl before. He was afraid of offending me. I told him I was like any other girl, and as long as he understood that, I would never be mad at him. As the months went on after he married my mom, he watch in awe as I lived my life. He said it was amazing how sweet and kind I was, how I was dolled up super girly everyday, how I kept the house clean, and how I loved to cook all day. He said I was the perfect girl, and if he hadn’t already married my mom, he would want to marry me. It made me blush to hear him say things like that. I was just living the way I wanted. I had never considered how that made me wifey material. He became really affectionate and protective towards me. He said he wanted to make sure any guy I wanted was worthy of me. I began to love him like a Father, because, for the first time in my life; I felt cherished.
When I told my father that I wanted to be a girl, he said he would help me financially if I moved back home. I needed the money, and I knew he had been lonely since mom left. He let me sleep in his big bed with him, since it was the only bed in the house. He paid for my HRT, and my facial feminization surgery. He made sure I had a closet full of feminine clothes and a fully stocked vanity makeup table. He cuddled me at night and told me I was getting soft and curvy like my mother. He started asking me to get dolled up for him, so he could take me out on dates. He was so sweet to me, and always told me I was beautiful. I started kissing him after our dates. I was falling for him little by little. He showed me how big his penis was compared to my shrinking microclit. When we would go to bed, I’d wear a sexy nightie for him so he could slap my limp little button with his girthy monster cock. Eventually, I begged him to make me his fucktoy, so I could always be his sexy girl.
I was still a boy when I met him, but his overwhelming manliness made me want to become a girl for him. When I finally told him that I was transitioning to be his, he told me that he knew I was going to be the perfect snowbunny for him. I didn’t understand what he meant, I just knew that I was made to be under him. I became the sexiest, softest, most submissive girl I could. I squeal and moan like a girl as I bounce on his cock every night. He loves how my soft, useless clitty flops and leaks as he mercilessly pounds his sissy snowbunny.
When my mom remarried, she said I would get along better with my stepdad if I let him be the only man in the house. She said I was a sorry excuse for a boy, and I would be better off as a girl. I was unfortunately cursed with a micropenis, so my mom told me that no women would ever want me if I stayed a gross, creepy male. I was put on hormones, taught makeup, and given a whole new room and wardrobe. Mommy loved teaching me how to be pretty, soft, and cute. I stopped getting taller, got hips, grew tits, and grew out my hair. My name was legally changed from Mike to Mia. I started calling my stepdad Daddy, because he began to treat me so good and make me feel special. He told me everyday that he loved me, and that I was the prettiest girl in the world. Mommy told him to take me out on little dates, so I could learn how to act when men showed attraction to me. She said it would be better to practice with my loving Daddy than some stranger. She even said it would be ok if I kissed him. I wondered if Mommy would be ok with me blowing him. After all, he deserved it for turning me into the happiest girl ever.
The best thing about becoming a girl for my Daddy, is that he married me! I’m a wife now! My job is to be a pretty decoration to his life, and an obedient servant to his masculinity. Even though I stopped going to church a long time ago, I get dolled up nice and pretty every Sunday, and sit next to my husband in our church. My duty is to be soft, submissive, and supportive. I’m his property now. I believe what he believes. I vote how he tells me. I obey his commands. I do my wifely duties in lacy lingerie as he dominates my body with his huge dick.
I’m so confused, Daddy. Didn’t I used to be a boy? When did I become a girl? I can kinda remember being your son. You were really mean and mad all the time. Not at all like how you are now. I know I’m your daughter because my body is female. I know you’re my Daddy because you’re so sweet and nice to me. I’m having trouble thinking. It’s, like, hard to remember things. Waking up this morning, getting dressed, and doing my hair and makeup felt normal. I don’t remember what I do next. It’s something that makes me happy, but I don’t know what it is I normally do. You being here in my room feels familiar. Do you know what I do next, Daddy? What are you doing with your pants, Daddy? Oh! Your cock is really big, Daddy! It’s, like, making me feel funny in my panties! Do we do something with your cock, everyday? I can’t remember what we do. Can I kiss the tip until it comes back to me, Daddy?
My wife kept feminizing and humiliating me, playing on my emasculation kink and humiliation fetish. She would tell me my little micro penis was really a clit, and call me girly names. She’d dress me up and make me prance around the house saying humiliating things like : “I’m a little girl who loves cock!”. She had me practice makeup and keep my hair long. She made me suck on her dildo, fuck me with a strap on, and cum like a girl. Every time, she would take video and wouldn’t tell me what she intended to do with them. She started me on hormones, and loved dressing my new curves in slutty lingerie and costumes. I loved how it made me feel, but it was a little disturbing when my penis stopped getting hard. She made me be a girl all the time, and made me come out as a transgender girl. She started working late, and I suspected she was not happy with the weak, girly, submissive new me. Then came the day she brought her new boyfriend home. I was so embarrassed to look so feminine in the presence of a giant, manly stud who laughed at me. My wife told me I was too much of a bimbo to stay married to her. She said I had to leave that night. She told me to get all dolled up nice and sexy, and go to my father’s house. She had been sending him every emasculating video of me, knowing he was a lonely, old pervert. She said he agreed to let me move in with him if I wore a maid’s uniform and begged him to fuck me. My wife had taken away my manhood, and groomed me to be my father’s bimbo sex doll. As I stood at my Daddy’s door and prepared to offer my soft little body to him, I pictured my wife and her new man laughing about ruining me as they had hot, volcanic sex.
Daddy loves showing me off, now that I’m his hot, young wife, and no longer his stupid, failure of a son.
The best thing about being the face of SukDoll cosmetics, is that now I’m conditioned to serve Daddy’s cock with my mouth. After the last photo shoot, the stylist let me leave in my sexy maid makeup. I went straight home to see if Daddy wanted to use my glossy, plumped up lips. He called me a good Suck Doll, and told me I looked especially ready to worship his cock. He told me to get naked while he set up a camera so my online followers could see me being a good Sissy Dolly for my Daddy.
After fully feminizing you, Daddy took great pleasure in destroying your self image as an intelligent, independent boy. He became your manager in your new career: cosmetics model. Daddy made sure that your agent and potential clients knew that you wanted the sexiest, most feminine, most subtly degrading campaigns. That’s how you became the face of SukDoll cosmetics, a brand that sold the idea that some girls were only good for face-fucking.
After fully feminizing you, Daddy took great pleasure in destroying your self image as an intelligent, independent boy. He became your manager in your new career: cosmetics model. Daddy made sure that your agent and potential clients knew that you wanted the sexiest, most feminine, most subtly degrading campaigns. That’s how you became the face of SukDoll cosmetics, a brand that sold the idea that some girls were only good for face-fucking.
After fully feminizing you, Daddy took great pleasure in destroying your self image as an intelligent, independent boy. He became your manager in your new career: cosmetics model. Daddy made sure that your agent and potential clients knew that you wanted the sexiest, most feminine, most subtly degrading campaigns. That’s how you became the face of SukDoll cosmetics, a brand that sold the idea that some girls were only good for face-fucking.
After fully feminizing you, Daddy took great pleasure in destroying your self image as an intelligent, independent boy. He became your manager in your new career: cosmetics model. Daddy made sure that your agent and potential clients knew that you wanted the sexiest, most feminine, most subtly degrading campaigns. That’s how you became the face of SukDoll cosmetics, a brand that sold the idea that some girls were only good for face-fucking.
After fully feminizing you, Daddy took great pleasure in destroying your self image as an intelligent, independent boy. He became your manager in your new career: cosmetics model. Daddy made sure that your agent and potential clients knew that you wanted the sexiest, most feminine, most subtly degrading campaigns. That’s how you became the face of SukDoll cosmetics, a brand that sold the idea that some girls were only good for face-fucking.
After fully feminizing you, Daddy took great pleasure in destroying your self image as an intelligent, independent boy. He became your manager in your new career: cosmetics model. Daddy made sure that your agent and potential clients knew that you wanted the sexiest, most feminine, most subtly degrading campaigns. That’s how you became the face of SukDoll cosmetics, a brand that sold the idea that some girls were only good for face-fucking.