Sissy Sisters Schooling
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Note:
The following journal entries are sanctioned by the overseers of the
Sissy Training Academy. STA staff believes that this history might prove
useful for the future training of young sissies. With that goal in mind,
Sissy 16452 has been authorozed to recount her experiences as part of the
graduation and release process. As always, STA welcomes any and all
comments regarding this sissy's account. Your thoughts are helpful in
deciding future training courses for our young charges.
Thank you for your attentions,
Mistress Sapphire
I have no idea how long it took to ship me to the Sissy Training Academy.
I was boxed up tight in a crate, with expanding foam making it impossible
for me to move a muscle. I spent days like this with no sensory input
other than a sissy training mantra playing on a loop in my ears.
I had it memorized by heart by the time the ship docked.
I don't recall anything about my arrival at the STA. My crate was
collected and loaded onto a truck and then shipped to the Academy. By the
time I was uncrated and cut free from the foam, I was so weak and
dehydrated that I could barely stand. That was fine by the Academy
overseers as they had plans for a weak and easily-manipulated sissy like
me.
I spent my first week recuperating in my dormitory. I was strapped into a
training chair which kept me perfectly immobile while able to feel every
inch of the dildo that was set to slowly fucking me non-stop for ten
hours a day.
I know, it sounds like a mixture of heaven and hell, but the truth is
that every new sissy recruit spends the first weeks being inundated by
sissy hypnosis training. In addition to the injections which make us more
susceptible to training suggestions, I wore video goggles and immersion
headphones that kept me locked into my sissy training program until I was
completely broken and willing to do anything to please my Masters.
Mistress Note: This is standard for all new sissies. We keep them bound
and undergoing sissy hypo training until we are certain that they are
fully broken and ready to be rebuilt into a perfect sissy slut. There are
certain physiological indicators that show us when this process has
occurred. For example, we train all sissies to believe that they should
be caged and plugged at all times unless their Masters decree otherwise.
By simply pulling out their plug, we can see if the sissy begins to
squirm in discomfort, knowing that something is amiss. This is a reliable
indicator that the sissy is ready to join the Academy's general
population.
I've been informed that I was kept in my sissy training module for the
first three weeks. This is the normal schedule which allows a sissy to
fully accept her training, It also gives us time to recover from the
ordeal of being shipped to the Academy. If that's not enough, it's also a
good runway for the hormone injections and other physical changes that we
all undergo.
All I recall is waking up after several weeks of a drug-induced stupor
and finding myself transformed into a mincing sissy slut who was unable
to disobey even the most minor of commands.
This was immediately put to the test and when it was clear that I
wouldn't be able to disobey, I was dressed and sent off to begin my
training.
The dress was the Catholic School girl outfit, but rendered as a stripper
fantasy rather than anything that would be realistically used in the real
world. So, my skirt barely covered my split-crotch panties, and my now-
budding breasts were always threatening to spill out over the top of my
blouse.
Six-inch stripper heels completed the outfit, and I was amazed at how
easily I was able to walk in these heels.
Mistress Note--During the sissy ingress period, new students are locked
into ballet slippers and forced to walk on a treadmill for 6-8 hours each
day. They thus begin their training having learned how to move in their
"stripper shoes" without any memory of having been trained.
From that point forward, my schedule would be as follows"
4:30am - Wake and prepare myself for the day.
5:30am - Prepare breakfast for assigned Masters/Mistresses. (I was always
assigned to a Master)
6:00am - Wake Master with oral sex while he eats breakfast in bed. Assist
Master with his morning toilet duties. Corporal punishment session if any
of his urine escapes my lips.
6:30am - Bathe and dress Master and complete general household chores.
7:30am - Dress for school. Help other sissies lock their butt plugs and
punishment gear into place for the day.
8:00am -Phys Ed. One hour of physical fitness to help us build and
maintain our sissy figures.
9:00am - Shower and Sissy Beauty class (Makeup and dress)
10:00am - Sissy Fundamentals Class. Two hours of practice in a glory hole
or strapped to a fucking machine. Sissy hypnosis training continues
during this time.
12:00pm - Lunch. Served in a dog food bowl on the floor. Usually a few
leaves of lettuce doused in urine or cum. Must smack our lips and thank
our Masters for this feast or else we will be punished.
1:00pm - Punishment. Discipline administered for any infractions during
the day so far. I have never seen a sissy not receive discipline, no
matter how obedient.
2:00pm - Individual training sessions. Each sissy is assigned a special
course of study. I was assigned Pornography Actress, but other sissies
were trained to be housewives, strippers, street whores and even kennel
bitches.
4:00pm - Dinner. Always served via rubber cocks. We had to suck our meals
out of these dildos or go to bed hungry. Occasionally we would be allowed
to lick our food off a real cock--but only if we had been good that week.
5:00pm - Hypno training. Locked down and forced to watch additional sissy
training modules while being spit-roasted by mechanical fucking machines.
7:00 pm - Bed. Tied up tight in our sissy dorm unless we have been
requested to serve at one of the Master's social functions. If not, more
sissy hypnosis while we sleep tied up tightly to our cots, mechanical
dildoes assaulting our mouths and sissy holes non-stop overnight to
insure we have sweet sissy dreams.
That was my basic schedule for six months. There were occasional tests to
prove that the sissy hypnosis was taking hold. I recall one day hearing a
trainer say a command, we can never recall what it was, and suddenly I
was transformed into a newborn baby. I was unable to do anything other
than crawl and cry for the next several weeks, even though I could still
think and feel in my mind while I was trapped in a baby's body.
I spent every day longing for somebody to come nurse me, and then change
my diaper immediately after as I had lost all control over my bowels.
That test wasn't too bad, but turning me into a canine bitch really
messed with my head. Without warning, I suddenly found myself down on all
fours, unable to do anything other than bark and growl, and I was
desperate to attract the attention of any of the guard dogs that prowled
the perimeter of the Academy.
I had become a bitch in heat, living only to be knotted to one alpha dog
after another. Any moment when my sissy bitch pussy wasn't filled with a
hard dog cock left me whimpering in sadness. I've since been informed
that this was mostly accomplished via sissy hypnosis, but even when I was
returned to my human form, I still found myself longing to be knotted by
a powerful alpha dog.
When I revealed this to my sissy advisor, he informed me that many
students are simply turned into animals and sent to sissy farms where
they spend the rest of their days as mindless creatures living only to be
fucked by other animals.
I was sucking his cock as he said this, and he must have felt me shudder
in fear at the thought because he laughed as he started filling my mouth
with his seed. "Don't worry, slut," he said. "Your Master wants you
trained to be a housewife, not some stupid cow out in the field."
That was the first time I heard mention of my new Master. I soon found
myself obsessed with him, and obsessed with proving myself to be the
perfect companion for him. I'd never met him, but somehow I just knew
that he would want me to be the most-womanly slut possible. He would show
me off and loan me out to his friends. I redoubled my efforts, determined
to become the perfect trophy wife.
Suddenly everything went blank. I found myself marching into town (with
one of my trainers) and filling out the paperwork that would officially
change my name to Sissy Cumslut. The man at the governmental agency
balked at this, but I was able to crouch under his desk for the next five
hours and convince him to approve the request.
After that, we went straight to a clinic where I was sedated and operated
upon. My daily hormone pills had already given me B cups. The doctor
hooked me up with DD cups. He also removed two ribs to help with my
corset training and he shaved my larynx and shortened my tendons, making
it impossible for me to ever walk in flats again.
At this point in my training I had been conditioned to want all of this.
The day I woke up after surgery was one of the happiest days of my life.
I went back to school and redoubled my efforts. I found myself happily
deep throating one cock after another for hours and hours at a time.
These were just rubber dildos, so I begged my trainers to let me service
real cocks. I found myself tied up in a glory hole for the next four
days. I loved every moment of it.
The only hiccup came when I was informed that Master wanted me to be a
nullo. I had no idea what this meant, but I freaked out a bit when I was
informed that I would have my balls and shaft removed, leaving only the
cock head to be abused per my Master's whims.
I was upset because by this point I had my heart set upon a vagina. This
surgery would mean that I would never be a full woman, only a frustrated
sissy from here on out.
I tried to resist but it was to no avail. One of my trainers gave a
command phrase and I found myself on my knees, literally crawling into
the doctor's office, begging him to make me into a nullo.
Deep inside my head I was screaming that this was not what I wanted. I
couldn't stop myself. I even begged the doctor to not use any anesthetic,
so I was wide awake and watching in horror as he castrated and degloved
me, removing everything but the head of my clitty, which he reattached to
my groin.
I was left without any genitalia other than a tiny bit of sensitive
tissue surrounding my urethra. It was the shock of seeing this
modification combined with the sheer agony that snapped me out of the
hypno trance that I had been living under for these past months.
It was at this point that I decided it was time for me to escape.
It was also at this point that I was knocked out with a sedative as I was
scheduled for some facial surgeries that would make me look more
feminine. It was a total success. When the bandages came off a few weeks
later, I was thrilled that I had been turned into such a gorgeous
creature.
Everything about me now screamed supermodel porn star. But I was still
screaming inside. You see I spent my recuperation time without any sissy
hypnosis training as they couldn't get the headphones and VR goggles on
around the bandages that cocooned my head.
I took this opportunity to clear my mind and devise my escape plans. I
decided to play the part of the perfect sissy slut for the school staff
until I could break free,
Author's note: I hope you enjoy this series. I anticipate a multi-part
story where our sissy heroine is whisked away to sissy school, trained,
punished and ultimately finds happiness as a sissy. I appreciate any and
all comments from readers. I will also seriously consider any suggestions
you might have for sissy 16452.
Thank you in advance for your input,
xoxox - Sissy Michelle, aka Emshoninque
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