It is Easter Sunday and there is no better time for sissy training. My sissy boys love Easter. Not because of the baskets but because of the dresses. It is the one day of the year they can dress in their best dresses. When I was their age, I loved wearing my Gunnie Sax dresses. They were all the rage in the 70s and 80s. They were floral hippie style dresses that all the girls wanted for dances and Easter Sunday. My sissy boys love Easter dresses too. I took them shopping last week for their Sunday best. We are not religious, but I take them to church every Easter just so they can show off their frilly dresses. They got matching dresses. Pink dresses with lots of frills and bows. Matching ribbons in their hair and white fluffer sissy panties. Shoes to match with cute little white ankle socks with lace trim. I did their make-up too. Honestly, I do not think anyone would know they were not born girls. That is how good of a sissy trainer I am. I can make even the butchiest looking man a femboy. We went to church this morning for Easter sunrise service, and no one knew they were not little girls. Of course, at a certain age it is easy to make a little boy look like a little girl. They felt like the belles of the balls. We got home and had a nice brunch. I had a special surprise for them too. One of my black lovers came by. I told them to go into the bedroom for their Easter baskets. There was my stud naked with two Easter baskets dangling on their cocks. It is not Easter without some chocolate, right? Since their mommy is a bbc sissy trainer, they have a love for those big black dicks. It was a perfect Easter Sunday.