Forced Feminization Fixes Forever 3 - Prison Sissy Locked In, Turned Out

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Shiver at the delicious thrills and spills of Emma's life as a prison sissy wife in a high-security men's prison, servicing inmates and guards of different races as she struggles to survive till her release date. Meanwhile, live the fear, pain, humiliation, and ultimate submission of Michael as he is made to accept his fate and bend to the will of the alpha inmates, to become their sissy plaything. Convicted of a crime he did not commit, will Michael finally piece together the puzzle of how he ended up in this hell, and who put him there? But with no escape, he is forced to cross racial lines and seek protection from the most feared of the African-American gang leaders. To keep going, he holds onto the knowledge that this nightmare must come to an end eventually…mustn't it? Not for the faint-hearted, this is the third in the series Forced Feminization Fixes Forever, and is strictly for adults over 18 only! Rate and review if you would like more stories in this series. He steps toward me and I see the tent in his shorts, the outline of the huge member that no doubt I will be better acquainted with soon. Oh God, no. The sexual tension is hanging in the air, mixed with my fear and humiliation, that I, a man, can be so easily overpowered, made completely obedient and subservient. Even when told to emasculate myself like this, to turn myself into a girl, I didn't even put up a fight. I gasp as he grabs my waist from behind, and pulls me into him. I can feel his manhood against my lower back. He holds my hair out of the way as he zips me into the dress. I'm spun around so we're face to face - well, my face to his chest, he's so much taller. He raises his hand and scares me, but then grips the hair on the back of my head, pulling till it hurts. He's leaning down to kiss me, and pushes me into his big snaking tongue - there's no escape from making out. I feel his strong hands lift my dress for everyone there to see him groping my butt, and it feels like a minute before he breaks it off. He smiles down into my eyes and says two words. "Good girl."