Sissy Teen Bride: Part One

By Terri Leigh

After a tragic accident leaves poor Daniel nearly homeless, and with no where to go, he turns to an old teacher from highschool for help. But the teacher has a bit of a secret, Using pursuasion tactics and psychological tricks, he likes to turn young boys into sexy seductive young shemales. Told in first person from uour heroine Dani, travel with her on her sensual journey into the erotic world of

• Language: English
• Publisher: Terri Leigh
• Release date: Apr 8, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476360959

Terri Leigh

Youthful author and publisher of alternative and obscure erotica!Many stories are true, others are taken from true events.Enjoy!

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Sissy Teen Bride – Part 1

Terri Leigh

Copyright Terri Leigh 2012

Published by Hunnydo Publishing at Smashwords

Sissy Teen Bride Part 1

Hello there, my name is Danielle. I am now a 19-year-old very happy and content shemale bride to a wonderful 47 year old husband. I love my husband, and I love being his sissy little girl, but things weren't always so. We probably need to step back about a year and a half or so, right after I turned eighteen…

I was kind of a loser. I had just dropped out of high school, and all I wanted to do you was play video games, and smoke pot. I really didn't have many other interests. I wasn't involved in sports, nor was I involved in any extracurricular school activities. My parents had gotten me into cross-country running a couple years ago, which I did enjoy, and continued to run on occasion.

My name is Daniel, people always called me Dani. I was a small teenager. I was about 5'6" tall, and weighed a little over 120 pounds. I wasn't muscular by any means, but my long thin legs were firm, and fit from running. I kept my hair long, halfway down my back, soft curly dirty blonde hair that I kept most times in a ponytail. My eyes are deep turquoise that my mother always envied. I was very skinny, and didn't have a strand of hair on my body, except for on my head.

The doctors explained a few years ago, that I was missing some hormone or amino acids in my body that more or less kept me from aging past the age of 16. I had very feminine features, and even at 18 looked like a young schoolgirl. This was probably the reason that I became a recluse. I didn't have any friends, boys or girls. So for the last two years, I had been playing videogames, and smoking pot almost daily.

My parents had more or less given up on me, and moved me down to the basement. I didn't mind, I had everything I needed, a bed, a couch, a TV, and privacy to do what I wanted. Although I think my parents knew that I smoked pot, I would often use lots of scented candles to mask the smell.

The day after my 18th birthday, I took the birthday money that I had gotten from my parents, and bought a massive amount of weed. I started at noon, and smoked all day and night. About 2 AM, I got a hard case of the munchies, slipped on my flip-flops, and walked to the convenience store. I got two bags of cheese poofs, and a 2 Liter of Double-caf soda, and paid the cashier with the last $10 I had.

Upon walking home, lots of firetrucks, and ambulances were rushing up and down the street. I didn't take much notice, and continued walking to my house. While turning on my street, I noticed that all the fire trucks and ambulances were in front of my house. My house, my parent’s house was consumed in flames. I dropped my bags, and ran to the house. A fireman stopped me, and kept me from going in the house. I asked my parents have gotten out, and he didn't know. I didn't see them anywhere on the street, and just hoped that either they were in the backyard, or at a neighbor’s house, or maybe even out looking for me.

It wasn't till the next morning, but it was confirmed that they were still in bed when the fire overtook the house. It was true, both of my parents had perished in the fire. The cause of the fire was still undetermined, but there were suspicions that it was from candles in the basement of the house. The Red Cross had set me up in short-term apartment, until the details of my parent’s last will and testament could be determined. After two weeks, the cause of the fire was still undetermined, but was officially claimed accident, and the case was closed.

I felt horrible, even though officially it was not my fault, I knew that I was to blame. It was me who left the candles burning unattended. I had one more week left in the subsidized apartment that the Red Cross had provided for me, so it was good luck that we were meeting with the lawyers the day after tomorrow, for the finalization, and distribution of my parent's assets.

I was an only child, and most of my parent’s family had passed away years ago. So I was pretty sure that I would get the entire balance of my parent’s estate. I figured the house, car, and a little bit of money that they might have in savings, would probably end up at around $2-$300,000, and that would set me with a roof over my head, and pot for life.

My mother's car had survived the fire, because it was in the driveway at the time, and not the garage. So I had been driving that for groceries with the vouchers that I had received, and to go to the Goodwill, and Salvation Army for a few clothes and necessities. The day of the meeting with my parent’s lawyers had arrived, and I was lucky that I was able to take my mother's car, rather than public transportation down there. When I arrived, I was treated nicely, and everybody was polite and gave me their condolences. I appreciated the sentiments, as I truly was grieving, and felt guilty that it was probably my fault. We got down to business, and a lot of it was lawyer talk blah blah blah this, blah blah blah that. And then we came to list the assets. It seems my parents had completely paid off the house and had no debts. I was very happy about this, because I figured that would affect positively, the bottom line of what I would get.

After they listed all the normal assets, the house insurance and cars etc., they started listing off various life insurance, and saving accounts. After totaling everything up, the total cash assets were just south of $6 million, after lawyer’s fees. I wondered why, if my parents had

Reviews for Sissy Teen Bride

[Mandy Rae Barrett · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

Total hogwash!! Half of this story reads as if the teacher is nothing more than some manipulative sexual predator, using threats and falsehoods to force the MC to conform, while the other half of the book deals with a MC so unbelievably niave and trusting that it makes one question their mental maturity and cognative abilities to make responsible, positive decisions for their proper wellbeing . . .