It’s the happiest season of all: Kaiiamas. The one holiday where you finally get to honor who you really are underneath all that useless posturing. You kneel in front of me with that eager, trembling energy, already knowing exactly what gift you want more than anything: the chance to hand your manhood over to me and let me shape you into the soft little sissy hole you’ve always dreamed of being. You stare straight ahead ready for me to take the last piece of masculinity you’ve been acting to hold onto. You don’t want it anymore. You don’t want the weight of it, the responsibility of it, the pressure of acting you’re something you’re not. You want to be open, available, ready to take cock, ready to be filled, ready to be used the way a true sissy wishes. Kaiiamas is the perfect time for transformation, and I’m the perfect person to guide you into it. You imagine the moment I take your balls away, imagine the soft, sweet emptiness left behind, imagine the thrill of becoming exactly what
