You envy them
From Create Your Own Story
You accidentally click the wrong video. You meant to continue watching this series, but instead you started something called "Sissymaker Ultimate." The video opens with a gorgeous tranny happily sucking away at a big dick, so you shrug and settle in to watch. Five minutes later, you are still staring at the screen in shock. Commands and captions are flashing across the screen in big, bold letters, instructing the viewer in how to be a sissy slut and learn to crave and worship cocks. Finally, you shake your head and click out to something else. That was...really weird. You try to ignore the fact that you are harder than ever.
As you keep watching, something strange happens. You watch clip after clip, and you can't help focusing on the ecstasy on the face of each girl. They all look so happy to be obedient little girls, and you vaguely wonder what that must be like. You watch girls like Ashley George, Sabrina Valentina, Bianka Nascimento, and Kylie Maria, and your eyes keep getting wider and your cock keeps getting harder. Finally, you cum explosively. But not in unison with the guy pounding away at a thick tranny ass, oh no. You sympathize with the girl as she blows her load without the slightest stimulation of her stiff little clit. Oh, how you wish you could be her in that moment.
After you come down, you try not to think about those fantasies. Up until now, all your fantasies were about dominating pretty tgirls, or maybe the occasional curiosity about more hung shemales. It was probably just a one-time thing, right?
LATER THAT NIGHT
You wake up in the middle of the night from confused dreams about big, thick cocks being thrusted in your face. Your skin is sweaty, and your dick is rock hard. Bits of your dreams continue to play in your mind, and you remember wearing feminine clothing and craving the huge members that were presented to you. Before you can stop yourself, your hand is wrapped around your erection. You start masturbating shamefully, but you are suddenly interrupted by the realization that somebody is in the room with you.
You see a woman with skin so lustrous and golden-brown it seems to glow in the full moonlight, which is streaming in through the window. She is leaning over to study your face, and her long, ruddy hair is brushing you lightly. You are too surprised to even exclaim, so you just stare at her. She smiles softly and says, "It's a lovely night, wish-maker."
"It...is?" you ask like an idiot.
"Oh, yes. My name is Leta. I'm here to grant your wish to be transformed."
"What do you mean, transformed?" you ask warily.
"You are not satisfied as you are," Leta answers matter-of-factly. "You desire to be more feminine."
"You--You want to turn me into a girl?!"
"I cannot make you into a biological woman," she says with a shake of her head.
"Okay, and what if I don't want to be--I don't know, feminized or whatever at all?"
"Then I wouldn't be here," Leta replies confidently. "But..." she considers for a few moments. "There is something I can try if you are reticent. It would leave the transformation in your hands, and then you can decide how far to take it."
"This is crazy," you protest. "I don't know..."
"Oh, I think you do know. Now come, we must complete the ritual." She points at the floor in front of her.
