I can hear your breath hitch the moment I pick up, can’t I? You’ve been pacing the floor, waiting for the house to go silent, waiting for the world to stop demanding you be a “man” so you can finally just be mine. Sissy Girl Training starts with me grabbing your attention and never letting go, and darling, you have my full, undivided focus right now.
You’re one of my favorite callers for a reason. I love the way your voice drops to that delicious, conspiratorial whisper when you tell me your wife is finally out of town on a business trip. I can almost see you standing there, surrounded by the quiet of an empty house, finally feeling safe enough to open those dresser drawers that aren’t yours.
“Zuri,” you whispered, “I’m wearing her silk slip right now. And the lace heels.”
I love how honest you are with me. You told me about the rush of adrenaline as you slide into those forbidden fabrics, the way the silk feels against skin that was never meant to be so soft. But this time, I wanted to push you further. I didn’t want you hiding in a dark bedroom; I wanted you to see the magic of a life lived out loud. That’s why I told you to go to that drag queen show.
“How was it?” I asked, leaning back, imagining your flushed face.
You described the club… the scent of hairspray and expensive perfume, the thumping bass that made your heart race under your button-down shirt. You told me how you sat in the back, watching those goddesses under the spotlight with wide eyes. You weren’t just watching a show; you were looking at a mirror of what’s possible when you stop apologizing for your desires.
You saw the glitter, the towering wigs, and the way they commanded the room with a flick of a fan. You told me that for the first time, you didn’t feel like a “man in a dress”… you felt like a girl who just hadn’t found her spotlight yet. I could hear the wonder in your voice as you described the lead queen catching your eye and blowing you a kiss. You felt seen, didn’t you?
I’m so proud of you for stepping out of the shadows. Dressing up in secret is a start, but feeling that spark of sisterhood in a room full of joy? That’s where the real transformation begins. Now, tell me more about that night. Don’t leave out a single detail… I want to know exactly how it felt when you realized you belong in our world.
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