Exactly one month ago, on a cold Saturday night in Dallas, Madame Vega and Goddess Kimberly evaluated what I had previously referred to (my entire life), as my cock.
This evaluation revealed what I already knew at heart. It was far too tiny and small to be used as a cock, or even considered a cock.
I begged them to allow me to embark on a quest that would some day let me grow into the full on sissy and cuckold I was born to be.
Later that night, after further exploration of how these things seemed to come naturally for me, I was allowed to stroke my tiny "cock" like a boy, one last time. I was allowed to stroke only on the condition I would willingly undergo sissy transformation, and that I would agree to honor many new rules in my life. I agreed and stroked to orgasm one last time. The rules I now live under that pertain to my clitty are:
1) I may NEVER refer to what used to be my cock by it's former male name again. It will only be described by me as my clitty going forward. Also, mentally, I will only think of it as the clitty it is. Violations to be harshly punished.
2) Clitties DO NOT penetrate ... anything. I am not allowed penetrative sex while I undergo my sissy transformation.
3) No stroking is ever allowed. Clitties are NEVER stroked. Only tapped, rubbed, and vibrated.