My Best Friend ... My Secret Sissy! How I Made My Favorite Guy's Kinky Dreams Come True

By Arya Martin

College freshman Amy is excited to learn that her childhood best friend Joey is back in town. The two reconnect over coffee and between classes. Then, one day, Amy stumbles onto Joey's little secret—he's got a major thing for wearing lipstick and panties!

Amy finds herself fascinated by this new side of her best guy friend—enough that it distracts her completely from her hunky boyfriend, Darwin. They say it's the fittest who survive, but, in this case, the buff, tough guy just isn't what Amy's into. She wants "Josie," the dainty little coed, and she wants to dominate the little sissy until he begs for mercy!

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His pretty eyes widened when he saw me in my get-up. “Mistress,” he whispered reverently, in a convincingly light, feminine voice. Yes, dammit, this was what did it for me. Not beefy bullies like Darwin. How the hell had I never known?

“Wait here, Josephine,” I ordered. He blinked his big doe eyes and nodded obediently.

I hurried back to my room and grabbed two of the items I’d picked up at the sex store—a pink studded dog collar and a matching leash. I trotted back to the front door and bent down to fasten the collar around Josie’s slim neck. He blushed at the sight of it, and I could feel his rapid pulse in his throat as I touched him.

I clipped the leash onto the collar, then straightened and gave it a little tug. “Josie” obediently crawled into the room on his hands and knees, batting his eyelashes sweetly up at me.

Jesus. I wanted to ruin him.

I knelt in front of him, gripped his face, and kissed him deeply. He gave a moan that sent the blood in my veins pumping straight down there.

“I’m going to savage you,” I whispered, and bit his lower lip, holding it firmly in my teeth. He gasped and shivered.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Feverotica Books
• Release date: Aug 16, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311575760

Arya Martin

Arya Martin's never been into those buff, domineering, macho-type dudes. Even as a kid, when her sexuality was only just budding, she recalls she was more of a Luke girl than a Han girl; displayed a distinct preference for the Boy Wonder over the Caped Crusader.She also found herself, from a young age, paging eagerly through her Nancy Drew novels looking for the obligatory scene where the titular heroine and her friends were captured and tied up by the villain. Back then, she didn't know what it was; something about that kind of thing just made her feel all *fuzzy* in *places*.All this, once Arya reached sexual maturity and learned a thing or two about the world, translated into a distinct preference for sexual dominance and the kinkier varieties of love-play. Nothing's more charming to Arya than a bound and helpless young man (or woman—though she primarily prefers the former), simpering, batting his pretty eyelashes, and pleading for her mercy.Another of Arya's early childhood passions, as it happens, was writing. She's been spinning fanciful yarns in one medium or another from the moment she learned to hold a pencil.Given all of the above, a career writing femdom and feminization erotica just plain made sense for Arya. She finally dipped her toe in the pool in the summer of 2015—and hasn't looked back since!

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My Best Friend … My Secret Sissy!

(How I Made My Favorite Guy’s Kinky Dreams Come True)

BY

Arya Martin

FEVEROTICA BOOKS

Published by Feverotica Books

Copyright 2015 by Arya Martin

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission.

This book contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and is intended only for readers ages 18 and above. All characters portrayed as participating in sexual acts are consenting, are at least 18 years of age, and are not related by blood.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1: A Friend from Way Back

Chapter 2: The Pretty Boy’s Secret

Chapter 3: Playing with Makeup Turns Me On

Chapter 4: The Reckoning

Chapter 5: I Love You, Slut

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Sometimes, looking back, you can really point to that moment when a friendship starts to fall apart, when two people just kind of split and start to go off in different directions. For Joey and me, I think it was when we were juniors in high school, that time my favorite pair of cupcake-pattern panties disappeared from my hamper. I think the worst part of it for me was that when I confronted him about it, he lied to me. We both knew it was him who’d taken them. He was the only person who’d been in my room since the last time I’d seen those panties. He just wouldn’t fucking admit it. Of course I would have had weird feelings about it anyway, but it was the lie that created the rift, that kept us from talking it out like we always had everything up to that point. We kept hanging out some after that, because he was my oldest friend and I just couldn’t let him go that easily, but that was definitely the beginning of the end.

Fast-forward to three years later. Joey went off to Harvard. He’s always been smart. I stayed here and went to the state university. I’m smart, too, but I guess I’m not always the bravest person. Living at home would save money, I reasoned. I think the truth is that I couldn’t let go of my friends and family and all the familiar places. I’m either sentimental, I guess, or just plain a coward.

It was toward the end of my first semester that