Thursday, November 7, 2013

Which One Is The Sissy?


  1. Hmmm, maybe my eyes aren't what they used to be, but it looks like just one endlessly recursive sissy there!

  2. Alex sank against the wall. To either side he could see countless versions of himself, stretching on for miles. At first they had all been so varied. Rulers, peasants, construction workers, knights, futuristic, from times long ago and distant futures. They had been so frantic at first. When their bodies all started shifting. Most of them were confused. A few he figured must have been in a refactory chamber as he was. Or at least something similar.

    It must have been a powerful spell, to leak through the dimensions and effect every version of himself. He didn't know which one was the original target, and there seemed little he could do to stop it. Bodies shrank, body hair vanished, muscles softened, hair lengthened and turned silky, female verions of himself lost some of their curves as every single variation shifted to become homogenous, androgenous, but undeniably feminine.

    He could feel the spell working on her- his mind now. Draining the now petite girls resolve. Consigning her-himself to a life of sissy servitude

    1. My dear, sweet never disappoint me baby girl. Thank you. for such a wonderful caption to the photo.