My sissy husband looks much prettier since we got married.

Having a sissy husband to play with is like having a real life-sized Barbie doll. My sissy wants to be just like me — so who better than I to pick out all her outfits, teach her how to walk, talk and everything else?

It may all seem like sunshine and lollipops now, but it wasn’t always like this. Do you remember how when we were engaged you thought you were going to be my regular, plain old “normal” husband?? HA!

I’ll never forget the look on your face when you woke up from your drug-induced stupor to realize you were the one wearing a white dress, stockings, heels, bound tight in a corset . . . and inside your chastity device. Talk about marital bliss!!

I was the one decked out in black leather wearing a big strapon. Remember how all my pretty bridesmaids were there, watching and laughing? They really got a kick out of me slapping your face and saying, “Wake up, princess! Until death do us part. Welcome to the rest of your life, bitch!!”

Our vows that sealed your fate as my sissy husband forever were so beautiful, weren’t they? Remember how you gurgled “I do” as I ashed my cigarette into your pretty, lipsticked mouth?? That was so sweet.

You’re kind of like my wife, too. Our marriage is so much more interesting than most people’s. At least you have that to be thankful for as you do all the chores . . . you really shouldn’t be whining about getting to clean up all the things that you do! You’re lucky you have so many spousal duties . . . that regular husbands don’t even get to dream about!

Ready to take our vows? I’m right here, waiting for your call.

– A I L E E N

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