The outfit he was wearing

You see you are not the only one who has fully stripped. The former sissy, now looking simply like a oddly familiar Femboy, Sarandon at the edge of the bed naked with his own maid outfit laid out. “Mmmm your body looks amazing ‘sir’. Here let me help you get dressed, so you’ll get the full experience of being toyed with and teased before you are released.” You guess that makes some sort of sense, and crawl to the edge of the bed to let him put you in his old sissy attire. It feels incredibly smooth and tight, each item clinging to you like it was made for your body. He starts with the pretty panties, followed by stocking and fingerless opera gloves. He adds the rest of the main outfit, the skirt, corset, shirt, and the rest. He also adds a pair of wrist cuffs and locking shoes, both locked with the same key that locked your cock.

When he finishes he hands you a mirror, and you could swear you were looking at him. You feel amazing, so beautiful and feminine, and feel yourself trying to grow in your tiny cage. But then you realize you don’t look similar to what he looked like, you look identical, from your body, hair, even your face.

While you were admiring yourself, the former maid put on your clothes, wiping away the small amount of makeup and laughing happily. You look, and see you not only resembled him, he was your doppelgänger! He looked exactly like you did, wearing the same clothes, same hair, same face.

“Mmmm sir, you’ve been so good to eagerly let me dress you. Oh don’t look so worried!” He approaches much more aggressively, the Femboy jumping on the bed and pinning you beneath them. You look up with fear at their terrifying glare as his tongue swirls around one of his canines. “I told you you’d experience the toying and torment before release. I may have lied about you getting release, but you have more to worry about than that!” You try to push him off, but he is much stronger than you now, and easily pins your wrists above your head as he forces a kiss on you. This one had the same passion as the others, but was rawer, more powerful, and you felt much weaker beneath it. “You’ll make my perfect sissy replacement, so submissive, so weak.” His plan dawns on you, but you can do nothing to stop him, can you?