I know im beautiful, and let’s be frank, you will never be a boyfriend to a queen like me. You are inadequate in every category except being a 
panty boy phone sex. Wasn’t it last week I caught you rifling through my panty draw? Hoping to find that one pair that will make you feel as good as I do. I’ve caught you so many times wearing my pink striped panties with the black bow in front. Did you think I left them right on top by accident? I know you love them, so I made it easy to find. There is no need to hide the fact you are wearing them I know.
Being a panty-boy, phone sex will never allow you to feel like a real man. There are parts of you that long to have those balls cut off and only have a clit. Your chances of being with me were minimal, to begin with. You know I like a big black cock to touch me down there. Let me assure you that you have a place in my life. Yes, right there at my feet as my personal cock fluffer. I never let a good cocksucker go to waste. Seriously, you traded in your pathetic manhood for panties years ago. That’s all you have never known. Not me, your gf, or anyone else will allow you to fuck them unless you are on your knees with that pretty mouth open. Only then will you be fucked. You have more in common with sissies than you do other men. I see that feminine side poking through no matter how hard you try to hide it.
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Only when you call me can you be yourself. I know what makes you hard and what will send you over the edge. Being my bitch is the perfect place for you. With my help and transformation, those special vitamins I give you that boring life means something. You know I never judge. Being the optimum panty boy, phone sex is the finest you can be. When was the last time you called for a daily dose of feminization?