The Sissy Corp Pt 1
#1 of Sissy Corp
Based on a fantasy I had whiles pawing in my new sissy dress, I wrote this short beginning of a series which I may continue. I know it's short and probably poor grammatically, but It is a beginning, and the world may eventually be one people enjoy
The folfcat worker awoke with the buzz of the klaxon over his head in his room, he got up, stretched, and padded to his desk, a flat surface with only a clunky keyboard pushed to the back of it, and clear glass top. The familiar automated system lowered and deposited for him the familiar pink nutrient paste he had been eating since he was hired by the corporation and made to enter the living block A-11 apartment I-3. He began to eat the slimy bittersweet sludge, continuing until the bowl was empty.
"Clerk A-11 I-3, please put on your uniform and prepare for tasking" commanded the harsh male AI voice. The folfcat sighed, hearing the automatic click of the wardrobe. The worker had not originally expected the uniform, but he had grown use to it. He took the dress in his paws, blushing as he maneuvered it in front of him to put it on. The lowered zipper gave a great view into the pvc dress, which was lined with, many focused in the panties component which was padded to hobble him. He pulled the dress on by stepping into the panties, and pulled up, putting his arms into the sleeves before pulling the zipper up, and moving to his desk chair, pulling his keyboard to him as a projector in the desk that began to display tasks, a timer reading 840 minutes beginning to tick in the corner. He had learned over time working here to block out said timer, even as his stress levels began to rise with his data entry work. After 300 minutes had elapsed the automated feeding system deposited a bottle of white liquid for him to drink as he worked. The fluid was salty and sweet, but thicker than water, sticking to the thoroughly sissified workers teeth and agitating him further.
"Clerk A-11 I-3 please prepare for calming measures" the AI informed, and his panties began to vibrate and masturbate his cock. It made him shudder and squirm as he continued to work, even as the so called calming measures brought him to orgasm. He gasped, moaning as he came, the dress whisking the semen away, but only intensifying the vibrations, continuing to milk orgasms out of him, eventually overcoming the folfcat worker whom fainted.
He would come to and notice he was in bed, but unlike usual he was still locked in the dress, the screen reading out "please wait for disciplinary action"