MY STORY -------------------- Chapter 20 : Caught again... .. (OnlyFans)

MY STORY
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Chapter 20 : Caught again...

When I am home, I am sissy joyce. 
When I am at work, I am ''pantieboy''.
My secret has been spread like a wildfire. Emma or Hannah probably told some people about me. 
This was very scary, but also a relief.
Now that everyone knows, it will be allot easier for me to commit to my lifestyle! I enthusiastically worked on feminizing myself and to be a good girl for princess.
Joyce still has to make breakfast for princess everyday and make sure she has a comfortable morning routine.
But... our vanilla life is still in the way of most things. After breakfast, I have to put on boy clothes and pretend to be a normal guy at work for 8 hours.
And once a week, I go to a friends place to play some games or he comes to my place. We drink something, laugh and joke a bit and watch each other play. This time it was his turn to come to my place! I made sure all my sissy toys and clothes where thrown in the bedroom so he would never find them.
We booted my computer, started a game and had some fun. 
But then an E-mail popped up.
I have been gaining popularity on twitter and sometimes I receive E-mails from guys with special requests. He was watching me play when the E-mail popped up. He noticed it instantly. It was just a small window saying that i received a new E-mail and the subject and the first few lines of the E-mail.
It looked like this:
Sissyslavejoyce@hotmail.com has received an E-mail from Bigdickdaddy@hotmail.com(or something simular) Hey Sissy Joyce, i love your profile! I want you to be my webcamslave, how much?
I clicked it away as fast as i could. Obviously it was too late. I didn’t know what to say. I did not want this friend to know it either. Most people know, but nobody knows my sissyname. But now he does! He can just google me and find my twitter! I guess I had no other option but to 
confess. He laughed and enjoyed watching me struggle.
I tried to explain it as vague as possible. But he kept laughing and telling me that he did not expect that I was a sissy. I tried to drop the subject and focus back on the game multiple times and eventually he decided to head back home.
After closing the door behind him, i felt really bad about him knowing i am a sissy. I just hope he keeps it for himself. I am still ashamed about it at this point. The day after I received a text message from my friend.
“Found you!” Followed by a picture of Joyce.

Fuck.