Therapy
"I don't understand, Hayden, we've been over this in multiple sessions," my therapist said, leaning towards me.
"I...I just...I mean...I like women and I..."
"Hayden, we talked about negative thinking, we talked about regression; I thought we made a breakthrough, was I wrong?"
"I...I don't know," I swallowed, staring at her nylon covered legs. "I just...I wish I had a girlfriend," I said.
"I appreciate that, Hayden, but what did we agree on?"
"Women...women don't go for...for feminine guys," I said softly.
"Sissies," she corrected me. "Women don't go for sissies."
"But Dr. Myers..." I looked over to the side, shuddered. "I...I get that, I do, I just...I mean..."
"What's your mantra, Hayden?" she asked me, the thing she returned to again and again in our sessions.
"S...sissies are pussy free," I whispered.
"Sissies are pussy free," she said strumming her fingers on her shapely knee. "Sissies are pussy free."
"But I'd rather..."
"Sissies are pussy free," she repeated. "Say it with me."
"Sissies are pussy free," I said, shifting in my chair.
"Do you want to be celibate or not?"
"N...no," I said.
"So if you can't be with a woman, that only leaves one option."
"I know, I know, I just...I just don't know if...if I can do that," I said.
"Hayden, it's the opposite side of the coin. Women aren't attracted to feminine boys, they don't want to have sex with sissies, but many men are. Men are visual; they like soft, demure, feminine things, be they boys or girls. If you want to date, if you want to be sexually active, it's going to be with a man."
I followed her eyes over to the side of her office to the silicone male torso resting on a covered table. "But Dr. Myers..." I couldn't take my eyes off the long, hard, thick organ sticking straight up from the torso, a cock so unlike mine.
"We'll work through it together, Hayden," Dr. Myers said, now running her fingers over her nylon covered leg.
"I...I don't know...I mean..."
"What did we talk about?"
"Just...just do what comes natural," I said.
"Most women do it the first time in the back of a car having no idea what they're doing. I remember my first time, I had no idea myself."
"It...it's so...big," I said.
"You'll find that's the kind of men attracted to sissies," she said, "big, strong, masculine men."
"I don't know how," I said.
"That's why we'll practice for the next few sessions, Hayden. First getting acquainted with the male body in general, just touching it with your hands, exploring. Next time we'll move to oral skills, learning how to please a man with your mouth; we'll spend several sessions on that. Then more advanced techniques."
"What...what am I supposed to do?" I asked.
"Go over to him," she said, "be soft, demure, feminine. Just touch him, his chest, his stomach, his cock. Just get to know him for now."
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