I wanna own a sissy sluts life!

You get handed a character folder, which you read and suddenly you are immersed in a world which is described in the folder.

Name: Nashwa Dagher
Nationality: Irish
City: London, Great Britain
Age: 25
Height: 5'8"
Hair: Red
Eyes: Green
Occupation: Head of marketing/Dominatrix
Status: Never Married
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Measurements 35D-29-39

You "wake up" sitting at a desk, watching a androgonous man show you his crossdressing routine. He´s an average length, thin man with slim shoulders. After taking of his baggy male clothes, revealing a hairless body and cock, he puts on a pabbed bra and simple panties. This is followed by a simple white shirt, short tight black skirt, suit jacket, then make-up tp amplify his effeminate face. Finally, he looks like a somewhat thin woman, he´d pass for a college intern at most companies.
"Show me your clit Sissy." You command. Immediately he lifts up his skirt, showing a pathetic excuse for a penis locked into a chastity cage. You reach over and squeeze his exposed balls, making him squeak.

"Get home and prepare for our date tonight, I´ve got something special planned for you." He curtsies and then rushes out of your office, clearly nervous about the coming evening. And he had good reason to be. In just three intense months you´d taken him from being a cocky programmer with a feminine body to a subservient sissy who couldn´t live without you.

Today he´d even signed over all of his accounts to you. He had no money, no friends, no family. Only you. You owned that sissy bitches life!

You lean back into your chair and sigh contently, remembering your plans for the date...