Your femmed up boy doesn’t even own boy clothes anymore, so naturally you don’t need to put up with any male movies or shows in your fem rule household.
It’s lovely to watch a show cuddled up with your sissy, under a chinchilla blanket drinking a stiff martini, while he has his Shirley Temple but their ditzy air head nature that you mostly love can be a nuisance. ‘Who’s That?’ ‘Why Did She Do That?’ ‘What’s Happening?’ ‘OMG I Want That Dress’ ‘Can I Get My Hair Done Like That?’
Pop a girly pink pacifier in their chatty mouth, the universally understood signal for ‘we’ve heard quite enough out of you Missy!’.
If they still can’t control their blabbermouth give them a spanking and a early bedtime like a stud just gave you a booty text.
It could have been a lovely evening with mommy, you might even have got a handy but your sissy bitch squawking ruined it!
Your femmed up boy doesn’t even own boy clothes anymore, so naturally you don’t need to put up with any male movies or shows in your fem rule household.
It’s lovely to watch a show cuddled up with your sissy, under a chinchilla blanket drinking a stiff martini, while he has his Shirley Temple but their ditzy air head nature that you mostly love can be a nuisance. ‘Who’s That?’ ‘Why Did She Do That?’ ‘What’s Happening?’ ‘OMG I Want That Dress’ ‘Can I Get My Hair Done Like That?’
Pop a girly pink pacifier in their chatty mouth, the universally understood signal for ‘we’ve heard quite enough out of you Missy!’.
If they still can’t control their blabbermouth give them a spanking and a early bedtime like a stud just gave you a booty text.
It could have been a lovely evening with mommy, you might even have got a handy but your sissy bitch squawking ruined it!