Congratulations, you played yourself.

You can't remember the last time you has an icky boi thought, secret or otherwise. Sure you had a few icky inklings in the first days following your decision to "play along", but the sissy pills made your whole body feel so soft and hungry. Sissy outfits felt so sexy to wear and show off, you couldn't wait for Daddy to get home and see you in...and out of...them. The sex was mind meltingly good, and when you had an icky sticky boy thought pop up, you remembered how much more fun it was to play along...

Now, months later, no one would ever suspect even an atom of boi was left in you. Your Daddy got you big, bimbo breasts for your birthday, and your daily diet of pills, stud cum, Mommy's sissy squirts and a salad have given you a figure to die for. Your big, girly clit still gives you away in tight pants or when it cums free and spurting as your fucked by one of your many boyfriends or bullies or bully boyfriends. You look like pleasure personified and you use it to ensnare men and occasionally confused, closeted sissies into your euphoric embrace.

It constantly surprises you how many bullies that used to beat you up secretly wanted to "pound your ass" instead. You can't believe how many of your friends the bullies were right about when they called them sissies too. Your best friend Sam goes by Samantha now and sucks your sissy clit almost every day, when she's not busy getting "picked on" with all your other friends in a bully bang...

No, no one would confuse you for anything other than a sex starved, sweet, swishy sissy slut now...especially not yourself. You ended up playing the part of fantasy fuck doll so well it became your reality...or maybe it always was, and you just stopped playing at being a man?

Either way, this is the part you were born for. And your performances only get bigger and better. After all, you know how to get to Carnegie Hall...

Practice...practice...practice...