The Sissy Maker

I stared at my reflection in the gallery's restroom mirror, my hands trembling as I held the flesh-colored device that had arrived that morning. For months, I'd wrestled with feelings I couldn't name, couldn't explain to anyone—not even Olivia, my closest friend who stood just outside, probably wondering why I'd been acting so strange lately.

The realistic design made my breath catch. It looked exactly like what I'd dreamed of seeing when I looked down at myself. No more masculine reminders, no more dysphoria clawing at my chest every morning. Just the smooth, feminine contours I'd always felt should be there.

My cock was already soft from nerves as I carefully positioned myself inside the cage. The flat tip pushed everything back, creating the illusion I'd fantasized about for years. When I finally looked down, my heart nearly stopped. There it was—a perfect vagina where my penis used to be.

Tears of relief blurred my vision. For the first time in my adult life, my body looked right.

"Jeremy? You okay in there?" Olivia's voice carried concern through the door.

"Yeah, just... give me a second." I adjusted my jeans, marveling at how the device sat flush against my body. No bulge, no masculine outline—just the flat, feminine profile I'd always craved.

Walking back into the gallery felt like floating. The contemporary art pieces around us seemed brighter, more vibrant, as if I was seeing the world through new eyes. Olivia studied my face with her usual perceptive intensity.

"You look different," she said, tilting her head. "Happier. What changed?"

I couldn't tell her everything—not yet—but the contentment radiating through my body was impossible to hide. Every step reminded me of my secret, the way the smooth material pressed against my skin, maintaining the beautiful illusion beneath my clothes.

"I finally did something I've been putting off for a long time," I said, stopping in front of a sculpture that seemed to celebrate transformation and identity.

Olivia smiled, linking her arm through mine. "Well, whatever it was, it suits you. You seem... more yourself somehow."

She had no idea how right she was. As we moved through the gallery, I kept glancing down, still amazed by the flat line of my jeans. No masculine bulge, no reminder of what felt wrong. Just the body I'd always known I should have.

• Material: ABS Plastic, Copper
• Color: Flesh
• Cage Dimensions: (Inner Length, Inner Diameter)
  Short: 1.18", 2.40"
  Long: 1.65", 2.40"
• Weight: 28g, 30g
• Ring Dimensions: 1.77", 1.97", 2.17"; Thickness: 0.32"
• Ring Shape: Oblong
• Ships with: 3 rings, 1 Cage, 1 Lock, 2 Keys, 1 Instruction Manual, 1 Velvet Storage Bag