My father frequently called me a sissy and tried to force me to be his idea of a man. If only he knew.My mother was a beautiful woman who was petite ...in build. I resembled her both in looks and stature, except I was a little bit taller than her. I think she really would have liked her only child to be a girl and encouraged my feminine behavior whenever she could. I knew of my two parents she would be able to accept my gender issues better than my father. I knew the day was coming when I. Professor I’ll do anything,” Makaela said sobbing. Miss Lena thought for a long moment leaving Makaela crying and nervous. Finally Lena looked up at her. “Well this is an opportunity to give you the proper discipline you deserve.” Makaela’s heart sang with hope. Miss Lena continued, “I see you waving your big butt around, making guys and male professors fall for you. Well you won’t be doing that after a sound spanking.” Makaela stared at her Professor and stuttered, “W-what?” “Let me put it in. . She said “Call me Mrs Gaffney” and smiled.I said “Oh Mrs Gaffney! You are so hot and wicked” then slowly slid my cock into her as she let out a long groan.I paused for a moment and said “Is that ok Mrs Gaffney?”She sighed and wrapped her arms and legs around me. I began to gently rock my pelvis so my cock was going in and out of her gently while my pubic bone was pressing against her clitoris. Her body felt so nice under me, her breasts trapped beneath my chest and her nipples pressing into. His mind was flying off in all different directions as he thought about how amazing his plan had worked out. He must have drifted off to sleep because he was shaken from his slumber by the sounds of movement coming from the hallway. He heard his Mother talking to Emma and his cock stirred in his trousers as he heard Emma saying that she was going to run a bath. His heart immediately began to thump against his chest again and he tried to take deep breaths to calm himself down. He rose from his.