The New Sissy Kneeling on the cushion, she looked up with teary eyes, feeling the heat of humiliation and surrender. Her delicate clothing, her stockings held up by red garters, all reflected her new identity. The mistress, imposing and elegant in her high heels, smiled with satisfaction as she molded her even more into her perfect creation. Every gesture, every word, every new instruction sank her deeper into her role as submissive sissy. And deep down, that was exactly what she longed to be.