Quite a few apparently...

It was quite the week for reminders...

You had hoped to make it through at least a day without any further humiliating punishments and displays of your sissy station. You stayed tucked away in your room, ignored in stirrings in your panties, and plotted a way to get more manly pills, maybe enough to overpower Mommy and assert control. But then you forgot to sit down when you peed...

"Naughty SPANK little THWACK sissy!" Your panties where already down so Mommy wasted no time in spanking your ass hard and fucking it harder. While she was "punishing you, she cooed about how since you wanted to pee like an icky boi, maybe she should leave you in a truck stop restroom dressed like this and let greasy, hairy, horny brutes fuck every last drippy drop out of you...it sent you careening over the edge and deeper down the blissful, blank sissy spiral...

At least you managed to avoid any further reminders the rest of the night, but your dreams were filled with the steamy, shameful scenarios your whispered in your ear, only now you could feel the filthy hands on you. You woke up with soiled sheets and a strong desire not to get punished again...

But then you had to go and refuse to eat your sissy pills for breakfast, and Mommy had to feed you her fat sissy clit instead. She said everytime you refused the pills that's what you'd get instead. She laughed as your big, manly cock spurted again just from sucking Mommy's clit and you were so ashamed that you took the pills without question.

At least the pills made it easier to keep from getting icky, boi erections, but it certainly made it harder to think about anything but getting fucked. It was like there was an itch deep inside you. Like there was an ache in your ass because a cock wasn't filling it. You were so distracted by it, that you put on a pair of boxers you found in the hamper. Mommy noticed them right away under your short skirt and in no time she had them around your ankles while she gave you a spanking and a fucking you wouldn't soon forget.

In fact, you remembered it all too well...You couldn't believe how much more intense sissygasms felt since taking your sissy pills. It was like every little bump inside your ass was transformed into a throbby little clit. You came so hard that you didn't have any icky boi thoughts for the rest of the day. But you sure had a lot of confusing and compelling sissy urges.

You told yourself that's why you refused to take your pill the next morning, certainly not because you wanted to find out if Mommy's clit felt better in your throat now too? And after you found out to your "horror" that your gag reflex was gone and your throat felt like a second sex organ, the reason you still refused to take your pills wasn't to get seconds, it was an act of civil disobedience. And the third load you sucked without being **** was just because you didn't want to take the pills on an empty stomach.

As the week wore on, you kept finding yourself in trouble. You knew that deep down you hated the punishments, but you just couldn't stop doing boi stuff...like stroking your "big, manly cock", even though it only got hard AFTER Mommy slid her sissy clit up your sissy cunt to remind you how sissies cum. Your big manly clit got hard then, spraying sissy spurts into your eager mouth as Mommy pounded your pussy so hard you forgot why you bothered playing with your limp clit in the first place.

Or the punishment you got for walking around without a top or bra, even after your sissy tits started coming in. Those nipple clamps hurt so much and made you so horny, it was no wonder you forgot to wear a bra the next day too...

By the time the week was over, no one would confuse you for a boy, even with your big, floppy clitty. Your face had grown even more fetchingly feminine, especially since you started wearing make up. Your breasts filled a b-cup nicely and were oh so sensitive you could cum just from having them sucked on. Your ass was even more ample than before, and always hungry to be filled. You dressed like a sissy, walked like a sissy, talked like a sissy, begged to get fucked like a sissy. Yes no one would no you were secretly a manly, man deep down inside where it counts...including you.

Not that would stop you from trying to get another "reminder"...if only you could remember how to be manly so Mommy would punish you for it...