The Reassignment Clinic, Volume 4: To Become A Sissy

By Melissa Miranti

Carlos and his Master were happy together, save for one minor incompatibility: his Master was bisexual, and loved femininity, where Carlos did not. Carlos longed to get away from the feminine stereotypes forced on submissive gay men, and resisted his Master attempts to turn him into a sissy. Fortunately for them both, the Sexuality Reassignment Clinic is here to help. Working together, the Clinic will help Carlos and his Master by twisting Carlos's preferences, and turning him into the perfect sissy slut.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melissa Miranti
• Release date: Apr 4, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463318676

Melissa Miranti

About the AuthorMelissa Miranti is a bisexual Brooklyn-based erotica writer. She has been writing erotica since she was younger than she’d like to admit, but began publishing in early 2016. She lives with her wife, who generously indulges her myriad fetishes. She hopes that you enjoy her stories, and by all means, do enjoy them thoroughly. You can even commission your own story!

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The Reassignment Clinic, Volume 4

To Become A Sissy

By Melissa Miranti

Hello, and welcome to the Sexuality Reassignment Clinic. Do you have an appointment? Karen asked the lone man coming into the lobby. Rarely did individuals come alone through the door; most came in pairs. The man carried himself meekly, looking around as if to ask the inanimate objects he stared at whether he was in the right place. His clothing was simple, a button-down plaid shirt, primarily red in color, with blue jeans below it. His hair was a light brown, much like his skin, and on his face he wore a pair of thin glasses.

I…I don’t know if I do. I think my Master might have called ahead, but he told me to be here at this time, the man stammered out, his eyes focused on everything but Karen.

Alright, and can you tell me some of the names you think might be associated with an appointment here? If your Master made it for you, it would probably be under your name, Karen said, smiling at him. She hoped he would calm down. Whether or not he was here of his own volition, a calm attitude would help him get through this much easier.

Carlos, ma’am, my name is Carlos. If he made an appointment for me, it would probably be under my name, Carlos said, continuing to stammer.

Karen looked up his name, and found an appointment slotted in for 12:30 pm. Carlos had come in with a little over five minutes to go. Right on time, Karen said. I’ll notify the doctor who has been assigned your case that you’re waiting.

Oh. Thank you very much, Carlos said. Karen indicated the seats behind him, one of which he gladly took.

It’s okay to be nervous, Karen said.

"I…I’m just not sure that what my Master wants done can be done. I