A Changing Man [Sissy]

I had just finished my workout at the gym, building up a good sweat and working out all the tension from the day at work. It’s the best way to get out of your head and focus on something that is bettering yourself. Glistening with sweat and smelling rank, I made my way to the locker room and stripped down. Upon heading into the shower I heard an individual enter the locker room, which was strange as I was the only person other than the janitor and the desk lady in the gym.

Ignoring the noise, I continued to scrub away at my body. Once again, I heard the door open but this time the footsteps got fainter. Whoever was in here must have left, which was perfectly fine by me.

Walking out of the shower to grab my clothes from the bench I left them on, I noticed that my gym bag had gone missing. Not only were my workout clothes in there, but my phone, wallet, and fresh clothes. Replacing the my gym bag was a large brown box with a note that simply read “open me.”

“What the fuck is this? Alice in Wonderland?” Open the package I was mortified to discover that it was filled with women’s clothes. I was provided with a pink thong, booty shorts, a black crop top, and collar. Upon the pink fabric of the collar “Sissy” was bedazzled in rhinestones. Seeing no other way to get clothes, I begrudgingly put the disturbing outfit on. My muscles buldge in the tiny clothes, making me look like a female lifter who decide to go as a whore for Halloween.

At the bottom of the box was a pink flip phone, a stick of lipstick, and enough money for a cab ride. Going through the list of contacts on the phone, I noticed that there was only one listed: Daddy.

Calling the number, I paced the length of the locker room. Each step made the thong ride deeper into my ass crack, leading to several stops to pull out the wedgie. And then they picked up.

“How is my brand new pussy boi doing this evening,” said Daddy. His voice was pleasant and warm, almost intoxicating to the ear.

“Who is this? What have you done with my stuff,” I replied frantically.

“Now now sugar. I’ll answer that in due time, but you’re gonna need to earn that. If you really want your stuff back, you’ll do exactly as you’re told. Understand me sugar?”

I contemplated for a moment, wondering if I should play whatever game this is. Fuck. “I understand.”

“Ah ah ah. You have to say I understand Daddy. Now, try that again sweet cheeks.”

I swallowed my pride and say “I understand… Daddy.”

“Now ain’t you a good girl. There is a man patiently waiting in a roach motel to have a very good time with a girl like you. He likes his sissies hung and buff, but don’t think for a moment you’ll be using that clitty between your legs. Do as he says, give him a good time, and I’ll help piece the puzzle together.”

I received a text for the addresss before Daddy hung up. Now trapped doing the Devil’s work, I called a taxi and snuck out of the gym. In the dead of night, a cabbie isn’t gonna care what you look, and this guy definitely didn’t care when I got in his car. After telling him the address and tossing him the money, the cab sped off into the night towards what was to be my first foray into the sissy lifestyle, but it wasn’t my last.

~end of part 1~

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j8a98p/a_changing_man_sissy