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😋 Sissy needs daddy's lollipop 👅🍒

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I make white men my slaves and turn them into Muslim women and make them good servants and slaves

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Totally useless it is a hard cardboard and does not adapt to the skin therefore it cannot be completely glued and is left to patches click this

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“One, Two, Three!”

"Honey, your sister and I have decided to give you away to a young rich man who has a specific preference in girls," mom said with a smile. "We've hypnotized you and when I count to three, you'll fall madly in love with your soon-to-be husband and be eager to be his loving and dutiful wife, sure to seduce him tonight and make him very happy!"

"One..."

"Please mom, I'll do better in college! Just give me another chance!" I pleaded desperately.

"Two..."

"You can't get away with this, mom! I won't be your-" My words cut off mid-sentence as a strange sensation washed over me. I felt my mind start to fog up and my thoughts scatter.

"Three!" mom declared triumphantly.

As the magic of the hypnosis took hold, I felt my mind and body transform. My boyish features softened and shifted into delicate feminine curves. Suddenly, I was a stunning young woman, from the lacy wedding lingerie hugging my generous breasts to the flowing white gown and high heels I now wore.

I gazed at my reflection, dumbstruck. Long, dark hair tumbled past my shoulders and framed my beautiful new face. Gone was any trace of masculinity. I was the epitome of feminine grace and allure.

Mom clasped her hands. "Oh my, don't you look exquisite, darling daughter! Your new husband is going to be so pleased with his blushing bride, I just know it. Now be a good girl and seduce him tonight, okay? Mommy wants you to make him very, very happy."

I nodded, my mind hazy with hypnotic suggestions. All I could think about was my handsome groom and how much I ached to please him in every way imaginable. My new body burned with shameful arousal.

The ceremony passed in a dreamlike blur. Before I knew it, I was whisked away on the most passionate honeymoon of my life, an insatiable wife eager to fulfill my husband's every fantasy.

And so I surrendered to this new feminine identity, my mind and body bound to please my master for the rest of my days. This was my life now, and I couldn't imagine anything else. My old self was gone forever.

I was meant to be a sexy, subservient housewife, born to breed. And I couldn't wait to start our family together.

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Daddy likes that I only ever wear panties now. 🥰

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