Makeup tips and a surprise message from Instructor Mike!
Warning: This is an explicit semi-fictional/semi-autobiographical
multipart series involving White Daddy / south asian teen raceplay,
crossdressing, and more. If you are not over 18 and/or find the notion
of White Cock superiority to be offensive, then please do not read on.
Author's Note: I had to repost this as the end got cutoff. More parts coming soon. I want to thank the few people who reached out by email and shared their appreciation for what I've written so far. You and the pics of your Beautiful White Cocks gave me the motivation to continue. Enjoy!
Instructor Mike’s Academy - Part 5 - Homework
When I woke up Saturday morning, my little peepee was a rock hard tootsie roll. I groggily recalled dreams of Daddy’s Throbbing White Cock brushing against my lips as I sat in my newly learned KNEEL position, looking up at the all that I wished to serve. I guess my body was reacting. I got up to use the bathroom and my girl hole felt a little weird when I did my business, probably because it was probed so much by Instructor Mike. It wasn’t so bad, I finished my morning routine, threw on some running shorts and a t-shirt, and then worked up a sweat as I jogged into town.
As I picked up speed for the final stretch, my soft clitty was gyrating loosely in my shorts as my little berry sac clung tightly to my body. I slowed down near a department store and side-eyed some display mannequins in lingerie. “I bet Daddy would love seeing me in that,” I thought to myself at a cute set in pink. Wow, I really was becoming a girl, thinking constantly about how to please and serve Daddy and visually entice his Magnificent White Cock to always be hard for his puny little brown sissy. I still had no concept of what being under the total command of Daddy’s Superior White Weapon would feel like, but my thoughts and emotions were laser focused on whatever I needed to do to keep him happy with me.
The run cleared my head and I decided to really hit the books hard. I had been inattentive in my classes the last few days and was savvy enough to realize that would put me on my parents’ radar, which could jeopardize my ability to spend time with Instructor Mike. I wanted nothing more now than to be Daddy’s girl, and passing the trials of his Instructor Mike persona was the prerequisite.
It was a feat of mental control to not let my thoughts drift to Daddy, and for the first hour I failed miserably. But then I began to imagine Daddy standing above me, his flaccid but still heavy White Meaty Masterpiece hanging inches from my face, both sternly cajoling me to get on with it. I obey Daddy. I obey Daddy’s Cock. Obedience leads to wonderful rewards.
I spent 6 hours catching up on everything with a smile and a purpose. I also resolved to speak to all of my teachers and let them know I wanted a headstart on the upcoming weekend’s homework. I wanted to surprise Daddy, even though he offered to help me, so that the only homework I will have starting Thursday night is from Instructor Mike’s lesson plan.
Satisfied that I was caught up on school work and ready to engage properly in class once again, I excused myself after dinner and was ready to focus on my other assignment. I ran my fingers over the VHS tape, thinking the lessons within would complete my transition into a femmy sissy toy. How wrong I was as I was to learn later.
I sat on my bed and watched the 90 minute tutorial earnestly, getting the basics on foundation, blush, lipstick, eyeshadow, eyelashes, and accessories. I had no idea so much was involved and how intricate it all was. I had a desire to go all out but remembered that Daddy prefers modest makeup, so I took notes on what should be a look that meets his desires. The video ended, but as the credits were rolling and cut to another scene. I recognized it as a space likely in Daddy’s house that I hadn’t seen yet; probably the basement. I noted some exercise equipment as well as other furniture and items that I didn’t recognize. Daddy sat nude on the edge of the bench press, his Dominant White Girlfucker hanging downwards, yet somehow possessing my soul even without even staring me in the face.
“Now you are ready to be my pretty little princess to defile. You’re gonna learn all types of naughty games to play with Daddy, and you’re gonna look like his little angel throughout the experience. In a moment, I will instruct my sissy to stop the tape. Get yourself ready for bed, and when you are good and tired, hit play again and Daddy will be with you all night. Stop the tape now.”
I was eager to hear more of Daddy, but opted to follow instructions precisely. An hour later I was in bed in my pajamas, reading a book and starting to get tired. I hooked up some headphones to my VCR/TV combo, laid back, and pressed play. Soothing music played and I drifted further. Daddy began talking to me in my dreams.
Sissy
Clitty boy
Worship your White Daddy
Submit
Eyes Down
Obey
Pray to Daddy’s Massive White Cock
Girly voice always
Smiley and bubbly
Sissies are beneath Superior White Men
Sissies are obedient to White Men
White Men reward obedient sissies well
Smile through the pain
Smile through the tears
Smile through the humiliation
Sissy serves Daddy
Daddy is sissy’s world
Stay clean for Daddy
Dress cute for Daddy
Obey Daddy
Open Wide
Swallow
Breathe
Swallow
Good girl
Sniff Powerful White Balls
Sissy Heaven
Swallow White Essence
Humiliating reward
Happy sissy
Daddy tamed
Sissy cleans Daddy’s Superior White Cock
Good girl
I woke up the next morning with the headphones still on but the tape had ended and I didn’t quite remember what had happened after I hit play. I felt quite rejuvenated though, and very sure of myself regarding my recent choices. As each day passed my doubt was slipping away, and I felt more determined than ever to be Daddy’s obedient little girl. No one in my life had ever filled me with such purpose, all while unlocking my budding sexuality. In my mind, I now belonged to Daddy.
I checked my computer and saw a message 12 minutes prior from Instructor Mike:
“I hope the little clitty sissy slept well last night and enjoyed the surprise on the tape. Your Daddy is having a good time up in Cape Cod but looks forward to seeing you soon. Next week’s lesson plan will be quite vigorous such that you are fully prepared to be evaluated for ownership this Thursday thru Monday. Wednesday will be your final class, and if you pass, I will provide you instructions to prepare for your Graduation Ceremony the next day. After then, you will not see me again, but I expect you will make me proud being the well-trained, servile little sissy I molded for your Daddy.”
“I’m here, Instructor Mike”, I responded hoping to catch him before he logged off.
“I’ll be here for another 15 minutes. Did you watch the tape?”
“I did, Instructor Mike. Thank you for the surprise and instructions on how to use it. I felt wonderful this morning without understanding why. I’m also very excited to hear about Graduation, and very ready to learn and obey during class. Thank you for being such an amazing teacher, Instructor Mike! I hope I make you and Daddy proud!”
“You’ve been a very good girl so far, but things will get harder starting tomorrow. Listen to the end of the tape again tonight as it will help you prepare. What are your plans for today?”
“I finished my homework and was just gonna run a bit, and quite frankly, think.”
“A lot swimming through aimee’s little head right now. Part of being a good submissive sissy is bearing your thoughts completely to your Daddy. When you are ready for your run, head downtown to the greeting card store and buy a diary. Get a cute one that a girl would buy with pink hearts on it. After you get home, title it “aimee’s sissy journey with Daddy” and start your first dated entry. This is one of the few opportunities for sissy to express herself honestly and without any barriers. It helps your Daddy know how to play his toy like a musical instrument, so she sings like a pretty little angel. Does the faggot understand?”
“Yes, Instructor Mike. The faggot sissy is ready to bear her thoughts completely to Daddy and will obey. I will start on it immediately. Thank you for the extra homework which I hope will please Daddy when he sees it.”
“Your smiling obedience as you hand it to him will be well received, I’m sure. While you are downtown, head to the Gold’s Gym and go to the section where you see all the girls working out. You’ll find the StairMaster there. Start with 30 minutes today and then keep increasing the intensity and duration daily till you are doing level 10 for an hour. Your Daddy wants to tighten up that cute girly ass of yours a bit.”
“Understood, Sir. I will sculpt my body to suit Daddy’s desires.”
“We’re gonna frame that pussy nicely. When you get to the gym, just give them your Daddy’s address. They’ll give you a card and you can come and go as you please any time. Those are your instructions for the day. Does the shrimp-dick brown sissy have any questions?”
“No, Sir. The shrimp-dick brown sissy will follow them all precisely.”
“Who does the faggot bow down to?”
“The faggot bows down to Superior White Men, Instructor Mike.”
“And how does a sissy thank her White Master?”
“By praying to his Tremendous White Cock, Sir.”
“Good girl. Are you happy?”
“Happier than I have ever been, Instructor Mike. Thank you again for all that you have done for this lowly sissy. I promise to always do as I’m told and make Daddy happy at all times.”
“That’s our little aimee. Time to sign off. Till tomorrow. And remember. No touching that little peepee of yours.”
Chat Ended
Well my instructions were clear and I strode out of the room with a smile and a purpose. I got my gym card and hit the StairMaster for 30 minutes at level 4. It really worked my buns and I did some deep stretches after to loosen them up. I was sweaty but just toweled off a bit and walked out. I’m always too embarrassed to shower around other guys with my tiny cocklet, and even more so now that it’s been redefined as a girly clitty. I didn’t have a strong scent anyway, as Instructor Mike proved on Day 2 of my new life.
I walked into the card store and was not surprised to find the exact diary I envisioned covered in pink hearts with a little lock. I got that and a few different colored cutesy pens with ponies and teddy bears on them. I was ready to tell the clerk that they were for my little sister’s birthday, but he didn’t care and just rang me up.
After showering at home I got down to writing, first carefully drawing out the title expertly as this diary would be an important part of my life going forward.
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[i]Sunday 12/6/1992
I love and trust Daddy completely. Every day I feel more and more happy that I took the risk and met him. I was so scared but Daddy knew how to put me at ease. I hope to avoid anything that might make him hurt my peepee or berries, but accept that I must endure that from time to time as Daddy wills. That is the only thing I fear right now.
Everything else feels so right. At first I clung to hopes and dreams of being a man, but being in the presence of Massive White Cock and feeling it’s Superior Power between my hands, lips and across my tongue, I now know without any shadow of a doubt that girlhood and total subservience are the roles for me in this world. I am so grateful to be taught this, and to have the opportunity to serve such a handsome and Dominant White Man. All of my energy is devoted to being the best I can be for Daddy. I hope he loves me, too. I hope I can be Daddy’s little girl forever. I hope that I worship Daddy’s Powerful White Cock to his highest satisfaction every day. I hope to be a good enough girl for Daddy to make my peepee dribble. Daddy took my clitty to Heaven! I’d do anything to feel those Giant Fingers roll my little nub again.
I’m so nervous for this weekend. I’ll be under Daddy’s command and must do everything he asks for 4 days! At first I definitely appreciated a chance to be free again after Instructor Mike’s lesson was over, but today I do feel more comfortable and have the guts to at least try this. I trust Daddy but I’m scared. What’s gonna happen on Graduation Day? I still have 3 more vigorous lessons so I guess I will find out soon.
I can’t wait to try on makeup and look really cute for Daddy. I know he chose me because he thinks I am attractive, which makes me really happy now that I feel more girly. I have to shape my ass really well for him so I look the best in all the wonderful things he bought me, especially the thong panties. Daddy is so generous! I never would have dreamed of having an entire wardrobe waiting for me. Everything feels wonderful right now.
I think that’s enough for my first entry. I’m so honored to be given the chance to be yours. I love you, Daddy!
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I was really playing the part now. Giggling and smiling as I wrote my first-ever diary entry, the subject matter of which I never would have conceived of a week ago. Malleable and ready to please the Dominant White Daddy I was falling in love with.
I had some dinner and then tried to play some Nintendo, but I wasn’t really enjoying myself. My thoughts and focus kept drifting to my lessons, my sissy positions, the scent of Daddy’s Huge White Sac, the silky and bulbous feel of his Cockhead against my lips, looking into Daddy’s eyes, being held and kissed by Daddy.
I turned the game off and decided to watch the makeup video again to get a refresher. Not long after, I had readied for bed and was drifting off to sleep.
Stay clean for Daddy
Dress cute for Daddy
Obey Daddy
Open Wide
Swallow
Breathe
Swallow
Good girl
***She’s doing great so far but let’s see how she handles choking on my Giant White Hog. I better ease this one into it and save some firsts for “Daddy” this weekend. All the better.***