Hello, today I'd like to tell you how to be a boy who appears to be heterosexual, I ended up converting into a sissy and joined this beautiful community.
I was a young man who had just started my university studies, I was always somewhat introverted and to be honest, I never was very good with women. I still lived with my parents, I never had a formal relationship and dates were scarce. To the surprise of many of my university classmates, even at 20 years old, I was still a virgin. I only had oral sex once with a girl and never could have genital relations, as when the opportunity arose, nerves played a bad trick on me and I couldn't get an erection. I always believed it was normal, that someday my moment would come, but this was the first sign of what would happen later.
A normal morning, traveling on the collective transportation to the university, I saw a graffiti on a wall, with a word... Sissy.
Perhaps at this moment, it may seem like an irrelevant fact, but it wasn't. That day without any apparent reason I was thinking all the time about graffiti, about how that word absolutely fascinated me, which for then, I didn't know its meaning.
That night, the first effect of the signal occurred (they will understand the meaning of my words later). I had an erotic dream and woke up very excited, to the point that I had to masturbate to satisfy my need. But to my surprise... in the dream, I was part of a relationship with another man.
It wasn't something that would have alarmed me at the time, I took it as a punctual event and simply continued with my day.
The week went by normally, I was still going to classes, but without however in some mental gaps the image of that graffiti I had seen kept coming back to me. Weeks later, to my surprise, I ran into the graffiti again on my way to university, but this time it was on another wall. Since I was on foot that time, I could observe its details. It seemed like an eternity to me, I appeared hypnotized looking at the message, but I wasn't there more than a few seconds observing it. In this encounter, I was able to identify that under the word SISSY, there was the address of a website. Which without greater difficulty my mind retained throughout the day until I got home.
I couldn't resist my curiosity, I entered the site in the intimacy of my room, which seemed like a porn site by its cover, promoting a club that was located in my city (which I assumed was a brothel). To be honest, it didn't seem anything out of the ordinary to me. But something in me wanted... needed to attend that place. Maybe it was the way to get rid of my shyness and have my first sexual experience.
That night I couldn't stop thinking about the website and I jerked off to the photos of the girls promoting it, I had to calm my impatience.
After a few days of waiting, finally it would arrive thesaturday, day on which i decided to attend the place. outside, it didn't seem like a brothel (although to be honest i had never attended one haha)
When I entered, there was a long neon-lit corridor with pink neon lights and walls painted with graffiti that had caught my attention in a repetitive way. As I walked through this place, it seemed like I was entering a kind of trance. When I reached the end, there was a door containing a message that said Point of no return, which increased a bit of morbidness in me, and obviously I entered. There, a girl in lingerie greeted me at the door, beautiful by the way, who as soon as she saw me saluted me with a kiss on the cheek in a slightly provocative way. I looked at her and simply managed to give her a nervous smile. To which she returned it and said:
- Hello baby, welcome to the club, we were waiting for you, take a seat and the girls will bring you something to drink soon.
I was blocked, I couldn't get a word out, simply obeyed and sat down on the nearest armchair that was there. The waiting room was quite large, had its own bar and had a stage where I suppose they would perform erotic shows. But to my surprise, I found myself alone, the only customer. The place was semi-dark and set with dance music. However, some moans could be heard from one of the rooms that were there.
After a few minutes, a girl approaches and offers a drink. What I said was no, since I didn't have much money. But she smiled at me and told me not to worry, saying it was the house's courtesy, so I should accept it.
She stayed next to me and while we were drinking she asked me personal things about myself, her name was Camila and she was advancing towards me in a very seductive way to the point that we were kissing for a bit. I was very nervous but assumed it was a prelude.
However, I couldn't contain the inexperienced question and at a certain moment in the chat I asked if it wasn't common in these places to choose your partner. To which between laughs he replied:
- In the club we're used to choosing ourselves our suitors, it's not something you can understand now but I can assure you won't regret it.
The girl was very pretty and really turned me on, so I accepted the move, plus I had already taken a liking to her.
As the conversation advanced, she seemed to remain interested in my personal life, and instead of diverting the answers, I answered without measuring the risks of providing those data.
I don't know how much time we've been talking, but between chat and chat she was getting very hot, to the point of making me masturbate under my pants, which drove me crazy.
After a couple of minutes with her and not seeing anyone else enter or leave the club, I started feeling bad, I felt dizzy and had a very strange state of fatigue. And at that moment I didn't understand how, but my nervousness had gone and I found myself relaxed to the point where I fell into a deep sleep...
... Again in my dreams ...
I saw the message again...
Waking up, I was still drowsy, almost unable to move as if I had been drugged.
When I could establish my consciousness a bit, I realized I was lying on a semi-dark room and tied to the bed. On the ceiling, there was a large mirror, in which a girl in lingerie was reflected...
Look at the mirror for several seconds, I liked what I saw... I loved it... but my conscience didn't take long to come back... Was that girl me? What was she doing in that bed? What had they done to me?
They hadI had my body waxed, they put a cage on my penis, they dressed me up as a woman, how did they manage to do all that without me noticing? I tried to free myself with the little strength I had but it was no use.
At that moment Camila entered the room and said:
Wake up baby, how are you?
At that moment I couldn't take it, I burst into tears, what was I doing there? Everything was very confusing to me and all I managed to do was cry out asking what they had done to me. As he approached and stroked my hair to calm me down he replied:
Relax my love, you don't have anything to worry about, you're in the place you wanted. I'm going to take care of you, I'll guide you, you have my word.
I was still in a state of stupor when I replied: - I never chose this, let me go, I don't like it, because they're doing this to me?
And she with a smile already habitual replied to me: - Yes, you chose the drink, saw the message, I suppose you couldn't get it out of your head, you looked for us and even at the door when we told you there was no return, you decided to enter. From then on you accepted it.
To accept what? - I'll answer already in a state of hysteria.
Your feminization drinks, so you wouldn't enter the club, it's not coincidence but I understand you, we all were in your place, with time you'll understand. - She said very sure of her words.
I didn't have almost any strength left to talk, barely enough to whimper a little. So she paused and continued talking:
- Look princess I'm going to explain a little bit so you don't feel bad. This is a sissy club, nobody gets in here by chance. I imagine you've seen our message on the walls and it woke up a spontaneous curiosity, Never asked yourself why you obsessed with knowing?. It's simple, ads don't enter those people who don't want, who don't need.
With time you'll see that it's more than just a simple propaganda, it's a signal that will awaken some automatic behaviors in you. You'll experience that with time.
I was still incredulous with what I was listening to but little by little I started to understand that I had fallen into a type of cult.
My face at that moment was a mix of rage, sadness, fear, and even a little morbidness for what was happening to me. But I still didn't want to talk, wanting to finish understanding what was going on.
At that moment, Camila approached me in a seductive way and started touching my nipples (or rather, what were my nipples at the time). That made me burn with excitement from inside.
I see you're more receptive now. He said to me while he was enjoying himself as I watched my penis try to rise but the chastity cage was preventing it from doing so.
Each time she passed her hand over my chest, she would release a faint moan of pain but also pleasure, as she couldn't bring herself to consummate an erection.
While she was playing with me and enjoying what I was doing to her, she continued with her explanation:
Our community has existed for a long time, we have always helped sissies like you to fulfill their deepest desires. Through the signal, they eventually fall into our clubs and take the path that is destined for their lives.
What's going to happen to me? I asked her almost whimpering while she was playing with me.
-Okay, at first it will beIt's difficult, we'll train you to be the girl you want to be and it will take time, but calm down, no one is going to find you, we're taking care of that with some small data you provided to me. - She said while giving me a kiss on the neck.
Now I understand the reason for so much interest in my personal life, although I didn't have clear how they had managed to make me disappear from the map. Although I understood that they were related to people with a lot of power.
This is going to be your home for a while, and I assure you that you will enjoy your '.stay, but we've talked too much princess, tomorrow we'll start training. - He told me while, he undid the bed and left the room, leaving me there locked in.
I didn't offer resistance to escape, partly because I didn't have the strength and also because something of mine wanted to remain there.
Inside the room there was a private bathroom, and also several dressing rooms with different lingerie. Also on a table I had different dildos and sexual toys.
The reality is that I didn't get out of bed until I regained strength and came out of the shock. But once I managed to get out of bed, it gave me an immense curiosity to feel like a woman at least for one night... But what was I thinking... those thoughts were emerging in my mind because they were happening to me.
That attempt at returning to masculinity didn't last too long because it brought me close to the table with the dildos, and I saw a sign written on it that said:
It was reading the message and in me it suddenly woke up savagely the carnal desire to be dominated and feel like a slut. The instructions were clear, on the table I had all the toys I needed to satisfy my need.
For the first time, I was masturbating... with my anus... and I loved it...
I had never felt so much pleasure.
Was she really a prisoner? A victim?
They were really helping me find myself.
That night I explored the deepest of my desires, anal masturbation made me moan with pleasure, without needing to touch my penis.
I had joined the chorus of moans I heard hours ago, and who knows, maybe another fool like me was waiting at the door.
My mind wouldn't let me stop I was unbridled
The order was clear, and it was engraved in my mind.
That night I opened a door that I would never close again.
The point of no return
But it would only be the beginning, I still had a lot of road left to travel.
I discovered things in myself that I didn't know and loved them, but part of me still refused to admit...
That denial, my masculinity, if I ever had... Were being eliminated, that was my end in this place...
That night I slept strangely in peace, happy, something that hadn't happened to me for a long time...
Please provide the text in Spanish for me to translate into English.
... Will continue ...
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If YOU ENJOYED THIS FIRST PART OF THE STORY AND WANT THE CONTINUATION, DON'T HESITATE TO LEAVE YOUR POINTS, GIFTS AND COMMENTS... KISSES♥
I was a young man who had just started my university studies, I was always somewhat introverted and to be honest, I never was very good with women. I still lived with my parents, I never had a formal relationship and dates were scarce. To the surprise of many of my university classmates, even at 20 years old, I was still a virgin. I only had oral sex once with a girl and never could have genital relations, as when the opportunity arose, nerves played a bad trick on me and I couldn't get an erection. I always believed it was normal, that someday my moment would come, but this was the first sign of what would happen later.
A normal morning, traveling on the collective transportation to the university, I saw a graffiti on a wall, with a word... Sissy.
Perhaps at this moment, it may seem like an irrelevant fact, but it wasn't. That day without any apparent reason I was thinking all the time about graffiti, about how that word absolutely fascinated me, which for then, I didn't know its meaning.
That night, the first effect of the signal occurred (they will understand the meaning of my words later). I had an erotic dream and woke up very excited, to the point that I had to masturbate to satisfy my need. But to my surprise... in the dream, I was part of a relationship with another man.
It wasn't something that would have alarmed me at the time, I took it as a punctual event and simply continued with my day.
The week went by normally, I was still going to classes, but without however in some mental gaps the image of that graffiti I had seen kept coming back to me. Weeks later, to my surprise, I ran into the graffiti again on my way to university, but this time it was on another wall. Since I was on foot that time, I could observe its details. It seemed like an eternity to me, I appeared hypnotized looking at the message, but I wasn't there more than a few seconds observing it. In this encounter, I was able to identify that under the word SISSY, there was the address of a website. Which without greater difficulty my mind retained throughout the day until I got home.
I couldn't resist my curiosity, I entered the site in the intimacy of my room, which seemed like a porn site by its cover, promoting a club that was located in my city (which I assumed was a brothel). To be honest, it didn't seem anything out of the ordinary to me. But something in me wanted... needed to attend that place. Maybe it was the way to get rid of my shyness and have my first sexual experience.
That night I couldn't stop thinking about the website and I jerked off to the photos of the girls promoting it, I had to calm my impatience.
After a few days of waiting, finally it would arrive thesaturday, day on which i decided to attend the place. outside, it didn't seem like a brothel (although to be honest i had never attended one haha)
When I entered, there was a long neon-lit corridor with pink neon lights and walls painted with graffiti that had caught my attention in a repetitive way. As I walked through this place, it seemed like I was entering a kind of trance. When I reached the end, there was a door containing a message that said Point of no return, which increased a bit of morbidness in me, and obviously I entered. There, a girl in lingerie greeted me at the door, beautiful by the way, who as soon as she saw me saluted me with a kiss on the cheek in a slightly provocative way. I looked at her and simply managed to give her a nervous smile. To which she returned it and said:
- Hello baby, welcome to the club, we were waiting for you, take a seat and the girls will bring you something to drink soon.
I was blocked, I couldn't get a word out, simply obeyed and sat down on the nearest armchair that was there. The waiting room was quite large, had its own bar and had a stage where I suppose they would perform erotic shows. But to my surprise, I found myself alone, the only customer. The place was semi-dark and set with dance music. However, some moans could be heard from one of the rooms that were there.
After a few minutes, a girl approaches and offers a drink. What I said was no, since I didn't have much money. But she smiled at me and told me not to worry, saying it was the house's courtesy, so I should accept it.
She stayed next to me and while we were drinking she asked me personal things about myself, her name was Camila and she was advancing towards me in a very seductive way to the point that we were kissing for a bit. I was very nervous but assumed it was a prelude.
However, I couldn't contain the inexperienced question and at a certain moment in the chat I asked if it wasn't common in these places to choose your partner. To which between laughs he replied:
- In the club we're used to choosing ourselves our suitors, it's not something you can understand now but I can assure you won't regret it.
The girl was very pretty and really turned me on, so I accepted the move, plus I had already taken a liking to her.
As the conversation advanced, she seemed to remain interested in my personal life, and instead of diverting the answers, I answered without measuring the risks of providing those data.
I don't know how much time we've been talking, but between chat and chat she was getting very hot, to the point of making me masturbate under my pants, which drove me crazy.
After a couple of minutes with her and not seeing anyone else enter or leave the club, I started feeling bad, I felt dizzy and had a very strange state of fatigue. And at that moment I didn't understand how, but my nervousness had gone and I found myself relaxed to the point where I fell into a deep sleep...
... Again in my dreams ...
I saw the message again...
Waking up, I was still drowsy, almost unable to move as if I had been drugged.
When I could establish my consciousness a bit, I realized I was lying on a semi-dark room and tied to the bed. On the ceiling, there was a large mirror, in which a girl in lingerie was reflected...
Look at the mirror for several seconds, I liked what I saw... I loved it... but my conscience didn't take long to come back... Was that girl me? What was she doing in that bed? What had they done to me?
They hadI had my body waxed, they put a cage on my penis, they dressed me up as a woman, how did they manage to do all that without me noticing? I tried to free myself with the little strength I had but it was no use.
At that moment Camila entered the room and said:
Wake up baby, how are you?
At that moment I couldn't take it, I burst into tears, what was I doing there? Everything was very confusing to me and all I managed to do was cry out asking what they had done to me. As he approached and stroked my hair to calm me down he replied:
Relax my love, you don't have anything to worry about, you're in the place you wanted. I'm going to take care of you, I'll guide you, you have my word.
I was still in a state of stupor when I replied: - I never chose this, let me go, I don't like it, because they're doing this to me?
And she with a smile already habitual replied to me: - Yes, you chose the drink, saw the message, I suppose you couldn't get it out of your head, you looked for us and even at the door when we told you there was no return, you decided to enter. From then on you accepted it.
To accept what? - I'll answer already in a state of hysteria.
Your feminization drinks, so you wouldn't enter the club, it's not coincidence but I understand you, we all were in your place, with time you'll understand. - She said very sure of her words.
I didn't have almost any strength left to talk, barely enough to whimper a little. So she paused and continued talking:
- Look princess I'm going to explain a little bit so you don't feel bad. This is a sissy club, nobody gets in here by chance. I imagine you've seen our message on the walls and it woke up a spontaneous curiosity, Never asked yourself why you obsessed with knowing?. It's simple, ads don't enter those people who don't want, who don't need.
With time you'll see that it's more than just a simple propaganda, it's a signal that will awaken some automatic behaviors in you. You'll experience that with time.
I was still incredulous with what I was listening to but little by little I started to understand that I had fallen into a type of cult.
My face at that moment was a mix of rage, sadness, fear, and even a little morbidness for what was happening to me. But I still didn't want to talk, wanting to finish understanding what was going on.
At that moment, Camila approached me in a seductive way and started touching my nipples (or rather, what were my nipples at the time). That made me burn with excitement from inside.
I see you're more receptive now. He said to me while he was enjoying himself as I watched my penis try to rise but the chastity cage was preventing it from doing so.
Each time she passed her hand over my chest, she would release a faint moan of pain but also pleasure, as she couldn't bring herself to consummate an erection.
While she was playing with me and enjoying what I was doing to her, she continued with her explanation:
Our community has existed for a long time, we have always helped sissies like you to fulfill their deepest desires. Through the signal, they eventually fall into our clubs and take the path that is destined for their lives.
What's going to happen to me? I asked her almost whimpering while she was playing with me.
-Okay, at first it will beIt's difficult, we'll train you to be the girl you want to be and it will take time, but calm down, no one is going to find you, we're taking care of that with some small data you provided to me. - She said while giving me a kiss on the neck.
Now I understand the reason for so much interest in my personal life, although I didn't have clear how they had managed to make me disappear from the map. Although I understood that they were related to people with a lot of power.
This is going to be your home for a while, and I assure you that you will enjoy your '.stay, but we've talked too much princess, tomorrow we'll start training. - He told me while, he undid the bed and left the room, leaving me there locked in.
I didn't offer resistance to escape, partly because I didn't have the strength and also because something of mine wanted to remain there.
Inside the room there was a private bathroom, and also several dressing rooms with different lingerie. Also on a table I had different dildos and sexual toys.
The reality is that I didn't get out of bed until I regained strength and came out of the shock. But once I managed to get out of bed, it gave me an immense curiosity to feel like a woman at least for one night... But what was I thinking... those thoughts were emerging in my mind because they were happening to me.
That attempt at returning to masculinity didn't last too long because it brought me close to the table with the dildos, and I saw a sign written on it that said:
It was reading the message and in me it suddenly woke up savagely the carnal desire to be dominated and feel like a slut. The instructions were clear, on the table I had all the toys I needed to satisfy my need.
For the first time, I was masturbating... with my anus... and I loved it...
I had never felt so much pleasure.
Was she really a prisoner? A victim?
They were really helping me find myself.
That night I explored the deepest of my desires, anal masturbation made me moan with pleasure, without needing to touch my penis.
I had joined the chorus of moans I heard hours ago, and who knows, maybe another fool like me was waiting at the door.
My mind wouldn't let me stop I was unbridled
The order was clear, and it was engraved in my mind.
That night I opened a door that I would never close again.
The point of no return
But it would only be the beginning, I still had a lot of road left to travel.
I discovered things in myself that I didn't know and loved them, but part of me still refused to admit...
That denial, my masculinity, if I ever had... Were being eliminated, that was my end in this place...
That night I slept strangely in peace, happy, something that hadn't happened to me for a long time...
Please provide the text in Spanish for me to translate into English.
... Will continue ...
...
If YOU ENJOYED THIS FIRST PART OF THE STORY AND WANT THE CONTINUATION, DON'T HESITATE TO LEAVE YOUR POINTS, GIFTS AND COMMENTS... KISSES♥
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Que hermoso relato
Donde queda ese lugar?
Quiero ir yaaa!!!
mas por favor !!