This is dedicated to all of my hero Bloggers, Leeanne , Kaaren, Caitlyn, Sara, Dee, Ann Michelle, Hugo Black, Kyra, Diane, The Feminization Station, and the Sissy School.
I enjoy their blogs immensely.
Thursday, March 23, 2017
Bikinis !!!
I was surfing looking at girls in bikinis. I came across this one that was in a group of photos.
Admittingly the girls tush looks great. and I think the bulge in her friend's bikini looks great too.
Too bad it's not from the S.I swimsuit issue.
Monday, March 20, 2017
Yes I am proud of them.
Steve finally got the implants that he had saved for. He had seen a plastic surgeon who some of his friends said was an artist. He would pose for anyone now. He was very proud of the body he had, especially his new assets.
Finally !!
Steve had been listening to feminizing hypnotic tapes downloads or what he felt had been close to forever. He had been listening to one that he liked every night as he went to sleep for a month. As he put on his favorite bikini to go out to his pool he noticed and thought,"I am finally starting to have a little progress."
Now I just have to keep it up to get to my goal.
I can't back down now.
Steve had a exceptional makeover. He looked exactly how he wanted to look. It had cost a lot of money, but it didn't cost him a dime. He did realize as he was getting ready and putting on his lingerie that tonight he was going to have to start paying for it, and like the makeover that would last forever, he would be paying for it forever.
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Leeanne where are you ?
I remember Leeanne saying it would be a fun game to play. Dressing up was always a great time with her. She suggested that we go over to her friend, Kaaren's house. She said that I had to be blindfolded while we were driving over to her house. We stopped, she turned off the car, opened the door and helped me out. We had walked a ways when she said she had forgotten something in her car. I waited. I heard the car door open, close. The car started. I heard her drive away.
"That couldn't have been her."
Now I saw why it was such a fun game.
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Less Than A Man
I went along with my girl friend when she said that she wanted me to dress up as a girl on Halloween.
After the party she came on to me admitting that it was a fantasy of hers to be with a shemale.
I admitted at first I was turned on by the prospect. I had been secretly crossdressing for years and finally felt a big relief that I didn't have to stay hidden any longer. Somewhere along the way she had thrown out all my male clothes, and bought me a lot of girl clothes.
She said that she wanted to start me on woman's "vitamins". I went along knowing that they weren't vitamins but really high dose estrogen. I had a work from home job, so the changes weren't apparent to anyone but me and my wife. I began to like how I felt and look. I felt pretty and sexy. She started to get me some things that were very sexy. Shortly after that is when the humiliation started. It started once when I couldn't get hard for her. Then as the hormones continued their effect of making me more of a woman, they made my manhood even less of a man.
Then she asked me, "Let me see that pathetic reason you still think you are a man."
And for some reason, even though it made me feel almost sick, I had to show her.
After the party she came on to me admitting that it was a fantasy of hers to be with a shemale.
I admitted at first I was turned on by the prospect. I had been secretly crossdressing for years and finally felt a big relief that I didn't have to stay hidden any longer. Somewhere along the way she had thrown out all my male clothes, and bought me a lot of girl clothes.
She said that she wanted to start me on woman's "vitamins". I went along knowing that they weren't vitamins but really high dose estrogen. I had a work from home job, so the changes weren't apparent to anyone but me and my wife. I began to like how I felt and look. I felt pretty and sexy. She started to get me some things that were very sexy. Shortly after that is when the humiliation started. It started once when I couldn't get hard for her. Then as the hormones continued their effect of making me more of a woman, they made my manhood even less of a man.
Then she asked me, "Let me see that pathetic reason you still think you are a man."
And for some reason, even though it made me feel almost sick, I had to show her.
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