The roommate Sissy (Patreon)

"What happened last night?"

He gets up and puts on simple clothes and heads out to the living room. As soon as he steps into the living room, he sees Timothy. Timothy was standing there, a wicked grin on his face.

"Good morning, Had a good time watching the video I sent you." A playful knowing look upon his face.

"Video. What are you talking about," John asked.

"Last night. The one about well you know," Timothy says. "How could you not remember, silly? You watched it three times last night. Don't tell me you're getting forgetful."

"No. No. No. No. I didn't watch anything last night. I went to sleep," John stammered.

"Yeah, you did," Timothy smirked. "With your headphones on and your eyes closed. I couldn't even get you to respond to me. It was hilarious. But it worked. You're a total sissy now. Repeat after me. I am a sissy."

"I am a sissy." John's hand went to his mouth shocked to say the words.

"That's a good sissy. Such a good boy. I'm glad I sent you that video. I didn't think it would work this well," Timothy chuckled. "Now, go make me a sandwich, sissy."

"Yes, Master. Right away," John said.

"Oh, and no cumming. If you cum without permission, I will punish you."

"Yes, Master."

As John made the sandwich, he couldn't help but think about how he became a sissy overnight. Was it really true? Had Timothy turned him into a sissy through hypnosis? It sounded crazy, but everything he did and said made sense. He didn't understand what was happening, but he knew one thing for sure. He had to deliver this sandwich to his master.

"Here's your sandwich, Master," John said, handing the plate to Timothy.

"Good, sissy. You did a great job. But I need you to do one more thing. Kneel."

"Yes, Master."