I was always too self conscious to go out in public with my boyfriend. I felt embarrassed and a fraud. Everything changed after my castration. No longer any reason to pretend and the veil of shame evaporated.
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I was always too self conscious to go out in public with my boyfriend. I felt embarrassed and a fraud. Everything changed after my castration. No longer any reason to pretend and the veil of shame evaporated.
I dream of a man to get me pregnant and make me his housewife. Its all I want by now.
It really is
âHoney that was just awesome.â Said Andrew as he stroked my shoulder. I smiled and cuddled closer to him. My boipussy still stretched wide open and heart rate not yet back to normal. âBut I have been thinking.â He said. âI think we should have them removed.â âRemoved what?â I asked. âYou know what I mean, balls and willy, completely. You will be smooth and sexy.â âDo you really think so?â âFor sure, and I just know you will love it as well.â
As his hands caressed my body I started to ache for him. Anything for him. I wanted to please him in any way he wanted. He must just not stop. Oh Please, yes.
Ever since I had my balls and willy removed I feel so much more confidence going out in public.
Andrew, my boyfriend had asked me many times to get fixed. He said it would give me more confidence and he would like it. I eventually agreed and went to the clinic, it seems like a very simple procedure
It's a gay thing. đ
My tight sissy pussy just loves being stretched by a guy.
I was taking three FemGro capsules every day. It had been three months already and I could feel the difference. My cock had never been big before but now it had shriveled into nothingness and my balls tiny bumps.
My heart was racing the entire time on my date with Jason. It was the first time I was dressed as a girl, and that really felt good. It was amazing to be out and about with him and he was just so calm and natural about it. Then he took me back to his place and we both knew what was coming. He started to undress me and panicked and just had to get out. He just took charge and maneuvered me onto his bed and lifted my ass high in the air and pushed my arms down. He spread my legs and told me to relax. Then he told me to relax more and more and I could feel his cock pressing against me. Opening me up. Sliding into me. Until he was all there. Then the fun started and he was fucking me for a long time. My little cock in its cage was leaking and oozing. Then the exploded in my ass and pushed me off and fell down next to me on the bed. It was amazing. I snuggled in his arms and we kissed all night long.
Wow! This is how humiliating I feel when I canât fuck a girl and also so horny when Iâm being used like a girly slut đ„”đ„
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âLetâs get you bent over for the boys.â My older sister Charlotte said. I had confided earlier to her that I thought I might be attracted to guys and that while I had been on a lot of dates I was still technically a virgin. Somehow I could just not get everything to work right âdown thereâ and it had been very embarrassing.
She suggested, no insisted, that I try out guys. She had asked Jason, one of her friends to take me out on a date. âLetâs get you turned into Abigail, my new little sister for him.â She said. âAnd you can leave all the hard work up to him. I bet you will loose your virginity tonight.â
Jason was picking me up in half an hour. I was checking my makeup for the 10th time. My hart was beating fast and my hand slightly trembling. âRelax Abby, you look fine.â Chastised my older sister. âFirst dates are always stressful.â She was right, I put down my lipstick and took a deep breath. Charlotte had been totally supportive ever since she found out that Jason had kissed me and I had loved it. Things had just snowballed from then on and now here I was, dressed and made up and going an my first real date as a girl. Jasonâs folks were having a Christmas Eve dinner and he wanted to introduce me to them. It was going to be a bit of a formal affair and Charlotte had recommended a white blouse and red skirt. I had a padded bra on underneath and a pair of snug panties. My little limp cock was locked up tight and flat in a cage. Charlotte had given me two pills to take, the one would keep me limp and the other would make me really horny. She had said it was the best of both worlds. âI am just so excited, I really want him to like me.â I said. She took my hand and squeezed it, âOf course he will.â
I took a few steps to the window and looked down to see if Jasonâs car was there yet. I felt the swish of my skirts fabric on my smooth legs. I had had a full body wax and a massage earlier the day. Every air current felt gentle on my skin. In my heels I would still be half a head shorter than Jason. I was very practiced walking in them. Charlotte had given me a tight ankle length pencil skirt and heel to practice taking small steps and keeping me balance. I was now completely at home in heels. The doorbell rang and Charlotte went to answer it. My heart was pounding as Jason stood in the doorway looking at me. He stammered. âUmm Hi, I mean Hello⊠I mean⊠Abby you look amazing.â I smiled at him and took his hand as he reached towards me. We stood like that for a moment. âGo on the two of you.â Charlotte shoed us out of the house. âI wonât be waiting up for you.â Jason took my hand and weaved his fingers between mine as we walked towards his car.
It was always a conscious and deliberate sexual experience getting dressed for a date with a guy. I would always want to be fucked and I dressed to please him and always hoped he would take advantage of me. Then on day after seeing the same guy exclusively for a regular fucking, I just felt I wanted to see him again and feel his touch. Hear his voice and just be with him. After that dressing was no longer a separate act, it become just part of who I am.
Everyone deserves to live out their fantasy!! đłïžââ§ïž
It was always so difficult to present to be masculine when I was dating a girl. I would be terrified all of the time and I actually hated it and I knew I was a fraud. Now dating is so much more fun, it just feels right. I get to be pretty and I get the attention of a real masculine guy. Itâs just dreamy.