Nightclub Sissy

By Connie Crichton

When Brady lost a bet with his overbearing girlfriend, she won the chance to dress him up as absolutely anything her heart desired for Halloween. After a fierce argument before a fancy dress party at the biggest nightclub in town, Brady’s girlfriend decides to show him exactly how tough it is to be a woman. She dresses him in her sexiest dress and heels and prepares him for a night on the town with her friends from work.

The problem is this: Brady looks HOT.

And as the evening moves along, Brady finds himself starting to enjoy the male attention he keeps getting...

This is an adults only story of feminization, crossdressing, straight male seduction, first time sex and adultery.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Connie Crichton
• Release date: Jan 5, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370153190

Connie Crichton

I’m a thirty-something gal from sunny England.

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Nightclub Sissy

Connie Crichton

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Published by Deinonychus Press.

Copyright 2017 Connie Crichton

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It was eight o’ clock and we were running late as it was. I was out of patience. Felicity was running backwards and forwards looking for her lipstick. But it wasn’t for her. It was for me.

Remind me again why I’m letting you do this, I said, sighing.

You lost the bet, Brady she said. You have no choice.

Somewhere, somehow, at some point, and in what was probably a really serious moment of doubt, I’d bet my girlfriend, Felicity, that I would never pass my final exams. And, now, here I was, a recent graduate standing in a figure-hugging red dress that only just covered my ass with my dick flat against me inside a pair of Felicity’s pink panties. I started to turn to get a glimpse in the mirror.

Hey! Felicity shouted. No peeking!

I turned back, sulking intensely.

If you’re going to peek, she said, you can go out by yourself.

I tried to sound happy. I just want to see what you’re doing, I said.

Inside, I was furious, but I’d learned in