Tyler had always lived two lives. By day, he was a buttoned-up office worker, blending into the corporate world, never drawing too much attention. But by night, he was transformed into Sissy Taylor, a submissive, feminized version of himself who craved nothing more than to serve, submit, and worship the dominant figures who commanded him. One of those figures was Goddess Lana, a powerful woman who ruled over him with an iron fist—and who knew his deepest, most shameful desires.
Tyler had spent months under Goddess Lana’s control, doing everything she demanded of him, from dressing up in skimpy lingerie to sending her videos of him practicing his sissy skills. Every command thrilled him, but he had kept his sissy side hidden from his daily life. His biggest fear was that someone from work would find out who he truly was, and his secret would be exposed. But Goddess Lana had other plans.
One fateful evening, after a particularly intense online session, Goddess Lana sent him a message that made his heart pound.
“I think it’s time the world sees the real you, Sissy Taylor. You’re going to expose yourself for me.”
Tyler’s fingers shook as he typed out his response. “But Goddess… what if someone from my work sees it?”
Her reply was quick and ruthless. “That’s exactly what I want, sissy. You’ve been hiding for too long. It’s time for your co-workers to see you for the pathetic little sissy you are. You will make a video of yourself—dressed in your prettiest lingerie—telling everyone how much you love to suck cock and serve men. If you don’t, I’ll expose you myself.”
Tyler’s stomach churned with a mix of fear and excitement. The idea of being exposed was terrifying, but there was something thrilling about the possibility, too. Still, he hesitated. Could he really do this? Could he let his co-workers see him as Sissy Taylor?
The next day at work, Tyler couldn’t focus. Every time his phone buzzed, he feared it was Goddess Lana, ready to follow through on her threat. He glanced around the office, wondering what his co-workers would think if they saw him in lace panties and a matching bra, begging for cock on camera. His boss, Dan, a tall, intimidating man, walked by his desk, giving Tyler a nod. Tyler’s face flushed, imagining Dan seeing him as Sissy Taylor. Would he laugh? Or would he demand a blowjob?
The pressure became too much, and that night, Tyler gave in. He set up his camera, dressed in the pink lace lingerie Goddess Lana had chosen for him, and began to record. His hands trembled as he spoke into the camera, his voice shaky.
“H-hi everyone, my name is Sissy Taylor,” he stammered, feeling his face heat up with embarrassment. “I… I’m a sissy, and I love to suck cock. It’s my favorite thing in the world. I dream about being on my knees for strong men, serving them, pleasing them… and I can’t wait for you to see me for what I really am.”
His words tumbled out, each one more humiliating than the last, but the thrill of it kept him going. When he finished, he sent the video to Goddess Lana, hoping she would keep her promise not to expose him.
But Goddess Lana had other plans.
The next morning, Tyler arrived at work, his heart pounding in his chest. Everything seemed normal until lunchtime, when he noticed a group of his co-workers huddled together, whispering and glancing in his direction. His stomach dropped. Had they seen the video? Had Goddess Lana already exposed him?
His worst fears were confirmed when Dan, his boss, approached his desk with a smirk on his face.
“Tyler, can I see you in my office for a moment?” Dan’s tone was casual, but the look in his eyes told Tyler that something was up.
Nervously, Tyler followed Dan into his office, closing the door behind him. As soon as the door clicked shut, Dan turned around and crossed his arms, his smirk widening.
“So, Sissy Taylor, huh?” Dan said, his voice dripping with amusement.
Tyler’s heart stopped. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Dan chuckled and leaned back against his desk, clearly enjoying Tyler’s discomfort.
“Don’t look so surprised. We all saw the video. It’s been making the rounds around the office this morning. Gotta say, I didn’t expect to see you in a pink bra and panties, but hey, to each their own.” Dan paused, looking Tyler up and down. “You know, I’ve always thought you were a bit of a kiss-ass. Guess I was right.”
Tyler wanted to sink into the floor. His worst nightmare had come true—he had been exposed as Sissy Taylor, and now his entire office knew about his secret life. But what came next shocked him even more.
“You know,” Dan said, stepping closer, “I’ve got a meeting in about ten minutes, but I think we have time for a little… service. Since you love sucking cock so much, why don’t you get on your knees and show me what you’ve got?”
Tyler’s eyes widened in disbelief, but his body moved on instinct. Before he knew it, he was on his knees in front of his boss, his heart racing as he unzipped Dan’s pants and took his cock into his mouth. The humiliation of it all made him dizzy, but there was a twisted thrill that he couldn’t deny. He had been exposed, and now he was living out his deepest fantasy.
After he finished, Dan patted him on the head like a pet. “Good job, Sissy Taylor. Now get back to work. We’ll talk more later.”
As Tyler stumbled back to his desk, trying to process what had just happened, he noticed that several of his other co-workers were watching him with knowing looks. By the end of the day, Tyler had been called into two more offices—both for “private meetings” with his male co-workers. Each time, he was ordered to get on his knees and suck them off, and each time, the humiliation turned him on more.
By the end of the week, Sissy Taylor had fully emerged in the office. Every male co-worker knew about his secret, and every one of them took advantage of his sissy nature. Tyler had been exposed, humiliated, and transformed, just as Goddess Lana had intended.
And despite the shame, despite the embarrassment, he knew deep down that he loved every minute of it. He was no longer just Tyler. He was Sissy Taylor, an exposed sissy who craved nothing more than to serve and submit—no matter the cost.
