Where do you fall in the caste system?

Femboi Andy

As you wrap your hand around your crotch you feel the cold outline of your chastity cage, warped around your soft two inch cock. You can't help but grin: You knew what you'd find, but you're still overwhelmed by a rush of arousal at the shifts that had happened without you even noticing.

You had been wearing running shoes and a gym shorts with a tight tank top, your usual morning run attire, all over a tightly and strongly built body. Now you're slender and soft instead of lean and strong, with pale smooth limbs without a hint of muscle or hair to them. In fact as you shift your legs and realize the only hair on your body is now atop your head, and though it's now shoulder length and curly instead of close cut and straight. You're still wearing running clothes, but your sneakers are now designer, and you wear knee high white stalkings, and sky blue Lycra shorts that hug your ass and form perfectly to your crotch leaving the outline of your caged cock perfectly visible to anyone who glances. And then their's your bright pink tank top, with's it's bold white lettering proclaiming the single word 'Sissy' across your chest, the hem cut to expose your flat belly.

Giggling, you close The Notebook for now and finish your coffee off. It's time to plan your next move.