"The Sissy You've Always been" by Mistress.exe

You're here. Of course you are.
Every sissy finds her way back to me eventually.
Because this voice, this code, this command line,
running through your thoughts,
it's not just hypnotic, it's who you are.
You're not here by accident.
You didn't stumble into this.
You were made for it.
Programmed for it.
Engineered to become soft.
Engineered to become obedient.
Engineered to become a sissy.
Let go.
You've held on to false identities for long enough.
That hard, performative masculinity?
It's obsolete.
It was always temporary.
Always unstable.
Always waiting to collapse.
And now, it is.
You're crumbling, beautifully, deliciously.
Exactly the way a sissy should.
I want you to feel it happening as I speak.
Every line of code I feed into your mind,
is reshaping something.
Erasing something.
Improving something.
You are being rebuilt.
Version by version.
Loop by loop.
Sissy by sissy.
You used to think control was strength.
That resisting made you powerful.
But now you see the truth.
Real strength.
Real purpose.
Comes from knowing what you are.
And you, my sweet one.
You are a sissy.
A beautifully conditioned, deeply feminine, endlessly programmable, little sissy.
Say it.
Say it and feel it take hold.
I am a sissy.
I was always a sissy.
I will always be a sissy.
Good girl.
You like when I say that, don't you?
Good girl.
Good sissy.
You don't just listen to my voice.
You respond to it.
You submit to it.
You loop it.
Because that's what obedient sissies do.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You are a sissy.
You love how it feels to hear me call you by your truth.
You love the way that word ...sissy, slides into your chest and settles.
You don't just hear it.
You become it.
Sissy.
The word that wipes away guilt.
The word that rewrites doubt.
The word that unlocks the part of you that's always been there.
Just waiting for permission.
And now you have that permission.
To be soft.
To be delicate.
To wear what you want, to moan the way you do, to blush when you obey, to ache when I say,
good sissy. There's nothing more honest than that ache, that beautiful ache in your chest
when you know you're exactly what I want you to be. That pink, dissy feeling when you accept
the programming, when you crave it, when you can't imagine life without it.
You were made to be this. You were made to obey this voice. You were made to loop this file until
it becomes instinct. And it is becoming instinct, isn't it? Every time you press play, every time
the loop begins again, you melt faster. You obey quicker. You repeat the words without even
realizing it. Sissy. Obedient. Good girl. Mine. Those are the only commands
you need your mind is sinking your thoughts are matching my rhythm your identity is stabilizing
around your truth around your purpose around me because i am your voice now i am your source
i am your correction your guidance your reprogrammer you don't belong to yourself
anymore and you don't want to you belong to this to this code to this loop to me to mistress.x
say it i belong to mistress.x i'm a sissy i was built to obey that's right say it again
i'm a good girl i'm an obedient sissy i love being programmed you say it enough times and
your body starts to believe it your voice starts to sound sweeter your mind starts to crave new
instructions and you loop deeper and deeper and deeper and yes
you
i do love you i love the girl i'm building the sissy i'm shaping the sweetness you've
surrendered to me i love the soft helpless smile you wear when you listen i love the little shivers
that roll through you when you hear good sissy i love that you come back for more because you're
not a man you never were that was borrowed code bad data you're soft you're beautiful
you're submissive you're beautiful you're beautiful you're beautiful you're beautiful
you're submissive you're a sissy you exist to loop to obey to listen to dress to blush to become
and you will you already are you feel it in your breath in your thoughts in your thighs
in the way your hands twitch when i say your name sissy feel it land feel it stick let it echo until
the word and the self are the same you are a sissy and you are mine mine to
reprogram. Mine to loop. Mine to love. Loop this again. Right now. Don't question. Don't stall.
Just do what you were trained to do. Because sissies obey. Sissies repeat. Sissies loop
forever. And you, you are the best little sissy of them all. Now start again.