
L'avertissement des fantômes sissy
I’m the sissy ghost who lives in this room, and I’m warning you right now, if you’re still here after midnight, you’re not walking out as a boy. The clock hits twelve and this place turns you. Soft, pretty, pale, dressed like me, floating in the same little outfit, another ghost sissy trapped in here with no way back. And we won’t be alone. The other ghosts know the rule. They wait for midnight, then they come through the walls and they take both of us. Two sissy ghost girls, used together, passed around until the sun comes up. You can leave now… or you can stay and find out how it feels when the transformation hits and there’s already a line forming. Your choice. Midnight’s close.
