My son said he was sick. I figured it was a Ferris Bueller type thing. He just wanted to skip school and have some fun. I get it. I didn’t take his temp or anything. I just trusted what he said. I stopped home at lunch to see if he was feeling okay. I half expected him to be gone. I got the surprise of my life when I found him sucking the neighbor boy in a pair of my panties. My son was a cock sucking fag? I knew he was not interested in my mommy pussy, at least not like his older brothers. I figured maybe he was just too young and one day he would be a mother fucker like his brothers. I knew the problem then. I didn’t bust him. I did watch him polish that neighbor boy’s knob well. I got to thinking that maybe what I had here was a sissy boy. What woman can’t use a sissy boy son? I left discreetly, but when I came home from work, I had a bag from Victoria Secret’s. I showed my son all the sexy things I bought and gauged his reactions. He clearly loved the sexy lingerie I bought. I asked him if he wanted to try the items on. He looked at me like he just won the lottery. He was a natural in lingerie. I told my boy he was born to be a sissy. He has been my sissy ever since. So now I am a sissy mom but I love it.
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Sissy Mom Pearl Has A Sissy Son
I love being a sissy mom. I have a sissy boy. I knew from the time he could walk that he was not going to grow into a man. I could have forced the issue; I could have gone against his natural inclinations, but where is the fun in that? My son would have hated me, and he would just grow up to be another unhappy person in the world. My son and I have a very special relationship. I promised him if he did well on his first test of the year, I would take him on a shopping spree to his favorite store. Most boys his age like shopping sprees at The Game Stop or a toy store. Not my sissy son. His favorite shop is Victoria Secret’s. He came home with an A+ on his first test yesterday, so we went to the mall. I even let him dress up in a pink dress and Mary Janes to go shopping. He was so happy! I am not ashamed of my sissy boy. We let the ladies know he had $500 to spend on pretty things. I helped him try on sexy undergarments he can where under his boy clothes at school. I hate that I must send him to school dressed like a boy, but the school is not progressive thinking. Now he has lots of pretty things to wear under his boy clothes to make him feel girly. The sales ladies loved dressing my sissy boy as much as I do. Do you need a sissy mommy too?
Discovering your feminine side
I come from a long history of incest. It’s sort of a family tradition. Fucking my boys was never a big deal to me. Teaching them to be men and how to touch a pussy only helps them. It wasn’t until my middle son, Steve, taught me a lesson and changed my life.
Steve was always a gentle soul. He hated sports and doing stuff with his brothers. He preferred to hide in his room and watch TV. I was getting ready to go out. That’s when I noticed something funny with my make-up. It was all messed up and some of the lids weren’t tightened. I was baffled. But when I went to put on my favorite slutty dress, it was gone. A light went on inside my head. I ran to my panty drawer and opened it. All of the tiny bikinis were gone and a few bras.
I kicked Stevie’s door open and there he was. All dressed up in my clothes, wearing make-up. “I want to be a girl, Mommy.” he sobbed. I rushed to hug him, whispering. “It’s ok, sweetheart. Mommy will help you. Pull down your panties and show me your pussy.”
And that is how I became a sissy boy mommy. So, if you are like my Stevie and hiding your secret, you can come to me for gentle support and lessons on being a girl. Let’s start with stretching that new pussy. be sure to bring your toys when you call.
Panty Training
You just needed a gentle mommy’s touch to bring out your inner faggot. You were so shy and barely mumbled when I asked how I could help you. I told you by the hand and looked you in the eye. “Do you want to be a girl?” You nodded, looking at me with your luscious eyelashes. I could already imagine your slender body all dressed up as a girl. Your round ass clad in sating bikini panties. You would be a knock-out. Men would be lining up to have those full lips wrapped around their cocks or to push throbbing fuck sticks into your tight little boy-pussy.
I felt my own cunt twitch a little as I handed you a pair of panties. You tucked your teeny weenie and little shaved balls into them and you were transformed. It was time to bring out my special tools to make you into the sexy cock slurping whore that I knew you were. “Pull down your panties and show me your pussy.” I ordered, slipping my strap on over my own panties.
Knock your mommy up.
I just decided that it’s time for some breeding phone sex. Expanding the family tree means more playmates for us. Yes, I know you wish you could be a breeder, little sissy, but right now we need those little spermies for something more important. I need you to jerk that little clitty into this jar for me. No, you can’t drink this load. It’s for Mommy. Since you can’t have little spawn on your own, Mommy is gonna make one for you. Then you can feel like a woman. I can’t wait until we train it together.
Or maybe we’ll just go out for 4th of July fireworks and cause a few explosions. You get your boy pussy fucked and your mommy will get herself knocked up. I’m sure there are plenty of virile studs out there who will be more than glad to donate a load or two of sperm. Party hard tonight and then come join me for some hot and horny mommy pussy. I’m craving some cum so bad. Older women know how to make you blast off like a bottle rocket dipped in gasoline.