He needed sissy humiliation. He was about 5’2. I towered over him. He was a small man. He was not handsome or rich. He had nothing to offer me but amusement. He wouldn’t go away, so I made him work for my attention. I had invited him over but he lied to me. He was a Tinder date but it was not his picture he used. He duped me and thought it would be no big deal. I had him put on the panties I was wearing. The loser didn’t even question it. He just put on the panties. So, I told him to dance for me too. OMG. He gave me the white man’s overbite dance. He was pitiful. I couldn’t stop laughing. He didn’t realize I was laughing at him. He thought this was foreplay or something. Shameful pathetic loser. I put a wig on him. I put makeup on him and I even made him wear a dress. It was forced feminization that made him realize this was not some sort of weird foreplay. I thought he was going to cry. I almost felt bad for a moment, then I was like this loser thought he had a shot with me. This loser lied to me. I told him if I was mistaken about his cock size, I would fuck him. That was how certain I was that he had a small dick. I told him if he measured over 5 inches soft or hard, I’d fuck him. No way he was even close. He seemed really confident that he had what I needed. He pulled the panties down, and I measured a 3-inch hard dick. Pathetic. Loser. I just laughed and laughed and he cried and cried. I kept his clothes and sent him home in his new sissy outfit. He is someone else’s problem now.
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