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Birth of a New Sissy Part 2 Refinement

My life had changed so suddenly. One encounter with Jeff and everything was
different. A week ago I was just an average married guy, with an average
life. Sure I had the occasional Bi fantasy, but outside an college
encounter all it was was a fantasy. Suddenly I found myself falling into
one of my fantasies. I can't doubt it anymore, I am very much Bisexual. Any
doubts were wiped away last week while bouncing on a dildo with Jeff's cum
splattering my face. All while experiencing the most intense orgasm in my
life. I've slipped into my new role. The one I fantasized about. I can't
deny it. Deep down I'm just a cocksucking sissy.

Since the first time Jeff has summoned me twice. And summoned is the right
word. The first call came two days after our `encounter'. Laura picked up
the phone first.

"Sure Jeff, he's here. Just a sec." She smiled and handed me the
phone. "It's for you, hun."

My heart was racing as I picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"I want to speak with Erica." His voice held a note of command..

"Here." I almost whispered.

"Good. You have 15 minutes to present yourself in my family room. It's time
to continue your training. And you had better dress appropriately!" He
chuckled an hung up.

My heart was now pounding. I looked up to see Laura looking at me. I knew I
was flushing, but couldn't stop it. "You remember Jeff, from across the
street?" I tried to sound normal, but I couldn't tell if I was succeeding
or not. " He has something he wanted to show me on the computer. I'll be
back in a bit."

Laura smiled. "OK, hun. I'm just gonna read for a bit." She gave me a peck
on the cheek as she headed to the couch."

I watched her go. Once again admiring her voluptuous figure. She was only
about 5 feet tall, but generously proportioned. I had always loved
Reubenesque women and she was very much that. Part of me bridled at being
ordered to leave, but I couldn't deny the surge of lust either. So I headed
upstairs to get ready. I had been intructed that I was never to enter his
house unless I wore very girly panties. This was an absolute. It didn't
matter who I was with or who might be there. I was still to wear
panties. This was meant to remind me of my place in his eyes.

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