Sissy Friends Forever

She left me alone and some soft music started playing. There was a strange warbling sound in the background. I soon realized it was a hypnosis session. It started by talking about de-sexualizing women, about trying to lose attraction to the female body. Then it moved on to how breasts were not something to be attracted to, but to be envious of. She was trying to make envy worse.

I listened to the whole thing and stared at the candle in the dark as she instructed. The water had gone cool and I got out and dried myself off before getting changed.

"Feel any different?"

"I feel good. I see what you're doing." She smiled deviously. "You know, that didn't change me in any way. Your plan failed."

"New house rule, every time you take a bath, hypnosis must be played."

"Perfect. It is so relaxing though. I need to take a lot more baths."

...

A few days later I was in bed and just waking up. Cindy wasn't there, she was up early and active. She came into the room wearing something I had never seen her take an interest in before. She was wearing an ivory-colored halterneck dress with white heels and red lipstick. Not her usual style. She stood in front of the bed and started singing.

"Happy birthday to you," she pointed at me. I suddenly realized she was being Marilyn Monroe. "Happy birthday Miss Sissy. Happy birthday to you."

"Amazing!" I said with delight and clapped. "How did you know it was my birthday?"

"I may have snuck a look at your phone calendar."

"Good girl" I snapped my fingers and she melted for a moment.

"I got you something?"

"What did you get me?" I asked intrigued.

"We need to go out to get it. I have to get you dressed up."

She put me in some fishnet pantyhose and a tight skirt, then she put some distasteful earrings on me and did my make-up in the lounge. She told me to keep my eyes closed the whole time. She wouldn't let me see.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Shhhh, I'm going to drive you somewhere."

She took me down to the underground car park and I got in the passenger seat. We drove out of the city. It took over an hour but we were soon on a quiet country dirt road with no other vehicles around. "This is the place," she said. "Let's get out here?"

"There's nothing here?" I asked confused. I opened the door and got out of the car but then suddenly and unexpectedly she drove off, waving at me as she went.

"Cindy!" I shouted forlornly after speeding car. She'd dumped me in the middle of nowhere. I panicked, was she stealing my car? She wasn't a thief. What do I do? I didn't have a phone, no cash, nothing. I just stood there for a moment when I heard the sound of another car in the distance. I looked around but there was nowhere to hide. I was out in the open. As the car drew nearer I saw with horror it was a cop. I uselessly turned around and tried to run. I was going nowhere slowly in this skirt. My heels were sinking into the mud and I was getting stuck like I was in quicksand. I heard the cop car pull up behind me and the door slammed. Someone was coming towards me. My anxiety levels hit the roof.

"Ma'am you're going to have to come with me," I paused. The voice sounded familiar. I whipped around and was overjoyed. It was Matteo wearing a police uniform with an unconvincing fake mustache. I started laughing at him.

"Ma'am, I'm going to have to arrest you." he got out some handcuffs. I now realized what was going on. My wonderful friend had got me my fantasy for my birthday. How did she even remember? Matteo locked my hands behind my back tightly and put me in the back of the car.

"Where are we going officer?" I asked.

"Police station Ma'am. You're getting booked in." The 'police station' turned out to be an abandoned gas station a half mile down the road. Matteo took me around the back and into a bare room with a broken lock. I saw Cindy inside. She had her photo equipment with some battery powered lights set up and a camera ready.

"You bitch! I love you."

"Do not swear at officer Cindy Ma'am," chastised Matteo.

"Just need to touch up your make-up a little and then you're ready," she said.

She had me stand in front of her studio lights, still handcuffed on a background she had set up with a height chart. Matteo held a board in front of me as Cindy took the photo. I smiled widely, I was so happy.

"I want glum face. You've been arrested." I did my best to look pissed off and she took a few pictures.

"Can I see the photo?" I asked excitedly.

"Not yet."

Matteo put the board down and approached me. He got his dick out of his pants. "Ma'am I think there is a way I could let you off with a warning."

"Yes, officer." I got on my knees and sucked him dry. Cindy took some photos of me working away.

We parted as Matteo had another client back in the city and laughed all the way home. "So where did he get all the cop stuff from?"

"He's a part-time stripper. Every second bachelorette party wants a sexy cop. It's his main thing."

"He was very good and as for you, you had my heart going. I don't know how to thank you, that was amazing. It's a dream come true."

When we got home Cindy printed out my 'arrest' photo and framed it beside the bed. It was just as I had fantasized, I was there with the arrest board with my name and 'prostitution' as my crime. I was wearing bold blue eyeshadow, red lips and gold hoop earrings. I looked every bit like a cheap hooker.

At that moment my phone beeped. It was Elouise. Things were bad.

"I got to go see Elouise, it's an emergency."

"What. Today?" said Cindy unhappily. I wanted to make you lunch.

"I would get rid of her, but she's just broken up with David."

Cindy slumped. "Go."

"Thanks. I'm really sorry."

"Can't be helped."

I got changed into some casual male clothes and went round to see Elouise. She was distraught.

"Oh baby, what's happened?" I comforted her and she poured out her heart. I wrapped her up in my arms and reassured her. I told her everything she wanted to hear and she calmed down in the end.

"Aaron? Why can't I find a good one? I want one like you." I knew she was feeling incredibly vulnerable and needed to be reassured she was attractive but I wasn't ready for what happened next. She turned to me and kissed me on the lips, a full, deep, passionate kiss. She started unbuttoning her blouse. Suddenly, what I had thought I had always wanted was really happening.

She slipped off her bra and I saw her beautiful bare breasts for the first time. She pressed my hand to her chest but I didn't feel what I imagined I would feel. I felt nothing sexual at all. Had the hypnosis worked? I'd hardly even listened to it. Was it all the time I was spending with her just as a friend? My thoughts went elsewhere. In that moment I had a realization about how stupid I had been. I had been playing a game, but now it wasn't a game. I knew exactly what I wanted. It was so clear to me now.

I went home to Cindy. I stood behind her, put my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck.

"What happened?" she asked.

"She unloaded and then she made out with me."

"Oh," Cindy said despondently. "I guess that's it then."

"There's something I need to know."

I scrolled my phone in front of Cindy and showed her one of her triggers. I snapped my fingers and said, "Tell the truth." She didn't seem any different. "Why do you hate Elouise?"

"Because I'm jealous of the way you're attracted to her. I love you and I desperately want you for myself."

I kissed Cindy on the neck again. "Elouise was about to fuck me." I took a breath. "I friend-zoned her."

"You friend-zoned your crush when she offered herself on a plate? That is the most sissy thing I ever heard."

"I didn't do it for that reason. I did it because I realized I was hurting someone I love. You know, you're my best friend in the whole world."

She smiled and wiggled the fingers of her left hand. "Sissy wife."

I took the ring off her finger and put it in my pocket. "I'm sorry I took longer than I said, I had to call in somewhere." I got on one knee and opened a small jewelry box with a real diamond ring. "Instead of sissy wife, how about just wife?"

Cindy started to cry.