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💋 Epilogue: The “Totally Masculine” Meltdown 💋

Later that night, I was just minding my very manly business, scrolling through hijab tutorials (for security reasons, obviously 😤), when my phone pinged.

“Come downstairs. Now.”

–Him.

That one Muslim man who thinks he owns the place. And apparently… owns me now too.

I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly dislocated, but let’s be real—I was already halfway to the door before I could stop myself. I threw on my “stealth abaya” (the one with the swish), adjusted the hump on my hijab to the perfect angle—big, proud, and tall like a crown—and strutted down like I wasn't trembling inside.

He was standing there. Arms folded. Jaw clenched. That look in his eyes.

“Still pretending to be a man, huh?” he said, eyes locked on my padded hijab hump.

I scoffed. “Excuse me?! I am a Hindu BOI, thank you very much. These curves? They’re genetics. This hijab? Tactical. This shimmer on my lips? SPF lip balm. DUH.”

He stepped closer. I didn’t flinch. (Okay I did, but only because his scent hit me like a truck—spicy, smoky, so... alpha 😩).

His hand reached up, adjusted the fold of my hijab with those strong, precise fingers.

"You can lie to everyone else," he murmured, thumb tracing my jaw like he owned it, “but not to me, princess.”

My heart? Gone. Knees? Wobbling. Hips? Doing that involuntary swish again.

I tried to speak, but the words got tangled in my glossed-up lips.

“I… I-I’m masculine. I swear.”

He just smirked. “Yeah? Then why do you smell like roses and submission?”

GASP.

I froze. He leaned in. Whispered, “That hump on your head? Cute. But I’m gonna remind you where the real bump should be.”

BLACKOUT.

Okay okay, maybe I blacked out from blushing too hard. MAYBE I spent the rest of the night curled up in his thobe like a dainty little hijabi wife. Maybe I accidentally started practicing my bridal makeup tutorial the next morning...

But like I said: I’m not a girl.

I’m just a very feminine, delicate, glowy-skinned, hijab-wrapped Hindu boi with a deep respect for masculine authority.

That’s not submission, okay? It’s—uhh—cultural humility.

Image: phatthrachanok

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When your Mother puts your first veil on you, you know immediately that you will wear it from now on, forever...

Wenn deine Mutter dir deinen ersten Schleier anzieht, weißt du sofort, dass du ihn von nun an tragen wirst, für immer...

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Thank you so much Bell! Welcome into Sissy community. 💋😌

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✨ NEW SISSY STORY EPISODE ✨

💖 I was Always One of the Girls... Almost #1 💖

No pressure. No guilt. Just you, my voice, and your growing sissy thoughts. Let them float up. Let them take over. You don't have to resist anymore... 🎀

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🌸 New Episode: Sissy Feminization Plan for Beginners is out! 🌸

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Mmm

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This is the only way 🙏🏻☪️❤️

Serve superior Muslim Goddesses 🙏🏻☪️❤️

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#MNWO

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A sissy has various chores and responsibilities. Preparing meals for its owner is one of them.

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White cowardly men will continue their lives as Muslim sissies honored by Islam and serve their Muslim masters. White cowardly men looking for a Muslim master, send a message