I.... I think I am

"I... I think I am..." You say. "Oh god..."

Your aunt goes to sit next to you on the couch, then decides against it. She sits on the arm of the couch instead. You look up at her, your shrivelled little cock dribbling cum onto your stomach. You don't have anything to cover up with so you just have to lie there exposed.

"I never told you why I broke up with my boyfriend." She takes a deep breath. "We got into some kinky stuff. One day I went over to surprise him. I'd bought a new.... well... it doesn't matter. I used my key to unlock the door and I saw him..."

You wait quietly for her to continue speaking.

"I saw him on his knees, in panties, sucking his roommates cock."

"I couldn't believe it. I was heartbroken. I knew he liked cock but I thought he only liked my cock. I couldn't confront him. I left and I broke up with him the next day." She's visibly affected by telling you this story.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Lauren. That's a horrible thing that he did to you."

"I thought so too. But the more I think about it the more I realise that he had to do it. It was who he was. Just like it's who you are."

"But I don't have to be!" You exclaim as you feel shame burn through you.

"Honey, it's who you are. Don't fight it. In fact, I'm going to help you."

"Help me?"

"Think about it. No one in this town knows who you are. If you are a sissy, this is the perfect time to be one."