New Orders

 So it's been a while, eh? Almost eighteen months... I'm really sorry about that. I got a pretty big promotion this time last year and simply put, I just don't have the time and energy to work on these big interwoven 25 caption seasons anymore...let alone the caption a day thing I had going on in like 2015. I'm much more inclined right now to do some online gaming right now after a long day at work rather than yet work sitting in front of a computer typing.

That said, how about we change things up so that this doesn't fade into the sands of time. I can't promise season after season of content. But, I can manage a caption a week. How about Missy Mondays? That's a thing. right? Well, it is now! I hope you enjoy, and love you always.

zoli

ames looked at the screen in confusion. A browser was open to the home page of retail titan, Glamazon, and even though he was clearly logged in, his store credit balance was showing as zero. What the hell?! He needed that money! Badly! Times were tough and he and his girlfriend, Sophia, were struggling to make rent as it was. They simply couldn't afford for credit they had planned to spend on basics to go missing like that. Frantically he clicked into his account page and his profile flashed up. Suddenly it all made sense as he realised what had happened and he let out an audible sigh. However, his relief quickly faded to horror as the full understanding of what it meant materialised.

James had a second Glamazon account – one that Sophia didn't know about. Money was scarce and the belt was tight but that didn't mean the temptation of online shopping went away. So, whenever James wanted to defy his frugal partner and treat himself, he logged into his second account and scheduled some orders to arrive when he knew she would be out. Fool proof, as long as he always remembered to log himself out – and as long as his order history didn't include a bunch of forced-feminisation ebooks he absolutely didn't want Sophia to know about. Wondering how obvious it was he had purchased the erotica, he clicked onto his orders page and his heart pounded in his chest as it quickly became clear his girlfriend had already seen it.

Another thing that was clear was the sexy lingerie Sophia had ordered on his account was meant for James – the inclusion of blonde hair-extensions and high heels in his size made sure of this. What was less obvious was how his girlfriend planned to get him into said underwear. He assumed she would blackmail him with his smut collection, in which case he would just refuse and deny everything. If only...

“Sweetheart, stop hiding,” Sophia taunted him from behind, “I want to make sure all our neighbours see what a hot little sissy you make. Don't make me tighten that corset even more!” James gulped and forced himself to totter in front of their large arched window. He could barely breathe as it was and the skin on the small of his back was pinching under the white satin. Surely people in all the other houses on the street had seen him by now. He felt totally exposed in every direction – the glass, his bare waxed skin...even the sheer panties packaging his ass cheeks up for his girlfriend's appreciation. “Come on, sissy, give me my money's worth!” James glanced back with a bruised expression at the mention of their finances. Sophia had never had any intention of keeping his secret. Instead she emptied his bank account via his Glamazon account on a collection of sexy and suggestive outfits. If he didn't like it, he could leave. Not that there was anywhere he could go without a penny to his name. Sophia's name was on the rental contract and so she effectively owned him if he wanted a roof over his head. “Come on, my slutty whore,” Sophia sneered at him, “I want everyone to see my sissy wife to be. I wanted you to buy we a ring but instead you spent all our money on sissy porn so consider this our engagement, only I'm not asking and I won't be the one wearing a dress down the aisle!” James's knees knocked within their silk stockings as he began to understand just how much his dirty little secret was a secret no more...