Bound in stockings and a corset, a man trembles, his body no longer his own. Tonight, he completes his transition, becoming a lady for his mistress's pleasure. She enters, her eyes gleaming with dominance, a riding crop tapping against her thigh. 'Stand up, my pet,' she commands, 'let me see your new form.' He rises, his new body trembling, as she runs the crop over his curves, tracing the laced corset, the silken stockings. 'You're beautiful,' she says, her voice a purr, 'and you're mine. Now, let's begin your sissification, your training in my art of domination.'