This is a story about a boy who’s mistress forces him to become a sissy

I yelled “NO TAYLOR THEY ARE NOT GOING TO PICK MY HAIRSTYLE AND THEY AREN'T MY SISTERS AND YOU AREN'T MY MOM” Taylor said “don’t speak to your mother with that mouth and now that’s 1 more month your my daughter.” “Mom we have the hairstyle” said Peach and Rachel, Mother said “what is it”. They said “down the back, blonde, and wavy.” I screamed “NOOOO”. Mother said “that’s two more”

I said “sorry mother”. Mother said “and also say sorry lovely sisters who I wish I was like” I said that and then we ate dinner and went to bed.