my name is Brigitte ... well that's not completely true, that was not my name before arriving here, by then it was...
ehhhhhh.... let me think... i think it started with a D... well doesn't matter i'm sure i'll soon remember it, it wasn't so difficult...
oh i know it was BJ! that sounds like a boy's name, doesn't it? well my story starts when i finished the university. as BJ i was a good student, and i studied a engineering, but when it was over i needed a job and son i found there was no offer i could fit in
Oh Mistress Nikki, your slave Jessica’s heart jumps with joy when she hears how proud you are of her progress into total sissydom. She would love to model her new outfit for you. Jessica dreams of being photographed as a “woman” performing the acts of love with you. Sucking your clitty and swallowing your precious cum, it is all Jessica thinks about!
The house was dark when Lynda arrived home. Good, she thought, my sissy clitty has been tucked all day and needs release. So upon arrival Lynda darted upstairs to see if the latest Sissify feMail arrived with her approved masturbation schedule. Before she could sit down to login, her Master appeared in the doorway and said he had a surprise for his special girl.
My Mistress Jaclean arrives home from work early, and Jessica has not properly readied herself for Her; the house is a mess, and Jessica is only in her bra, panties, stockings, and high heels, lying on the sofa drinking a gin & tonic. Mistress Jaclean is angry, and Jessica jumps off the sofa and starts to grovel at her Mistress Jaclean’s feet, but it isn't good enough.
Sissy Jessica just received a message from her Mistress to prepare herself to have her sissy pussy thoroughly used tonight. Having completely fallen under the spell of her loving Mistress, Jessica was powerless but to obey her every command. So Jessica finished her chores and cleaned the house for her Mistress to inspect.
Master arrives home late this evening, Jessica can see he is very tired and in need of some special attention. Jessica dressed in her sexiest short rubber maid’s outfit complete with rubber garter and stockings, with a tightly boned corset pushing her padded bra up to create a massive cleavage, and opera gloves running up her arms and a rubber hood with her ponytail poking out the top, rushes to the bar as fast as she can in 7 inch opera pumps, to fix her love a drink.
Jessica has been waiting on her knees in the motel room for what seemed like an hour, and then quivering with excitement; she hears the door knob turn and in enters her sissy Mistress Staci. Staci is still in her male drab and Jessica now naked with her male drab lying on the bed, looks up with loving eyes to greet her mistress. “Jessica have you been a good little sissy waiting here for me?” “Yes Mistress” Jessica replies. Now come over and receive your chastity, we don’t want your sissy clitty getting all excited when the other gurls get here.
When we got to her place, she still had the leather gloves on that she bought. I carried all of the purchases. We got in the door, and she asked me to put on the leather outfit that she purchased for me. Also, I had to stay in the bathroom until I was given permission to come out.
I got changed and patiently waited on my knees. Finally she commanded that I come out. We cuddled together on the couch and began to kiss. We were kissing passionately for about 5 minutes when she got up, took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I was so horny. I wanted her so bad.
a final change was made in order to change her voice to a higher pitch, more feminine
when she awakes, she has her chest bandaged and tied and she can't see what happened.
"hello miss what happens? i feel my body different and also my face" then noticing her new voice "and what happened to my voice?"
"very good sissy, you've had your orgasm, now it's my turn, it's time for fucking"
diego follows her happily t the bedroom sure that she'll free his cock again for fucking
once in the bedroom darla enters in the bathroom carrying the bag that her friend brought
at the same time diego/diana gets undressed, getting himself just in the cock cage and waiting for Darla, sure that everything was just a joke and she'll get him free for fucking and everything would be as it was before
but his hope was vain, when she leaves the bathroom she's just wearing a strap on
It was a particulary hot day that friday morning in Rio de Janeiro while I crossed Av Rio Branco, Downtown Rio, in small steps but extremely quick ones. Since I had received that confusing phone call osetting a meeting at a low life bar from an old time lawyer of mine I didnt really care much about. He said that my father had given him a letter he should only show me once I turned fourty. The party the night before to celebrate the occasion had given me a happy fourty headache I hadnt felt since I was living my thirties the prime time years.
My real name I will withhold. My fem name is Raven. I’m a 19-year-old transvestite. I have blond hair down to my butt, and with my 5’ 5”, 126 lbs frame i'm mistaken for a girl often.
I keep my face clean-shaven, as well as my body too! My eyebrows are plucked and I keep my nails manicured.
I had never made love to a real cock and I so desperately wanted too!! Little did I know what I was in for! Here’s how it went.
I placed an add on craigs list. It went as follows.
She holds my hand possessively as She leads me from the cab, the security guard leering at Her--wearing a slate-grey pantsuit--and me--wearing a brief navy blue pinstriped skirt, matching blazer, tight blouse, black dress pumps with six-inch heels and stockings--as we enter the hotel.
"A suite, please," She says, the front desk clerk also looking at us oddly, as She asks "will Your companion be staying with you?"
Mike Harris was eighteen years old when the worst blizzard ever to hit Chelmsford forest struck in December 1986. That is when this story really begins. But first we need to learn a little about Mike Harris before that fateful winter’s day.
For a little while I can’t say anything. And the lady looks increasingly annoyed at me, finally I gather my wits and manage to answer ” My name is Jürgen Knudsen miss, and yes I would really like the opportunity to prove what a valuable asset I can become to this company miss”
The lady gives a little contemptible snort, and says something under her breath, that I cant quite catch, then she speaks up
Suspended in mid-air, frightened out of my mind, i couldn’t help wonder what went wrong.
Looking back I see the choices I made couldn’t help but lead me here, how I wish I had been more obedient, maybe I would still have an ounce of freedom, and a miniscule chance of escaping this nightmare of forced feminisation.
(okay, so I was writing this under an alt's name, s-l-o-w-l-y writing it. But I guess I can put it here to see how it works. I will be adding to the story s-l-o-w-l-y, in fact, it is only the beginning of the story, and is not XXX rated...so far.)