Groggy, he awakes in a bedroom, dressed as a girl at a sleepover party and you're the peachy keen BFF wearing tight tee-shirt and sexy panties with pigtails. The tone is friendly and frivolous as you enthuse over how pretty she is as you talk about boys. You're creating a surreal fantasy with him obsessed by boys as you playfully gossip about sucking their cocks. You complement how pretty she looks lots of boys will want her to suck their cocks. You teasingly remove the tee-shirt revealing your pert vibrant boobies and giggle about playing truth or dare; hes soon edging his cock with his panties fabric. He tells you his passwords and security codes to e-mail accounts, computers and bank accounts as you tease and frolic. As you interrogate him you emphasize how she adores panties and sucking cock. You present legal documents to sign transferring over his company stock to you. He hesitates so you rub your tits and ask if she really is your BFF. You use your mean girl persona and his obsession with panties as a weapon to persuade him as you carefully supervise him signing the forms, you don't want any smudges. You have what you want so your tone becomes cold and calculating as you taunt how hes a panty loving sissy. You're going to transform him into a slutty sissy so hell only care about pleasing you and sucking cock. You gloat that with hormonal treatment and surgery you'll ensure he's the prettiest sissy so all the boys will want him to suck their cocks as you caress your body. You gloat you're stealing his bright future, and his Ivy League education is no defense. He finds you and your panties irresistible and you've turned him into a weak-willed debauched degenerate. Hes just a cash cow to be milked; even his sperm is a valuable commodity as Ivy League donors bring top price. You're going to sell his tech firm to FB who'll pay a fortune for its intellectual property rights. Triumphant, and you couldn't be happier. Totally mindfucked and brainwashed into losing everything to become my pet sissy!