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My life goal look like her 😍🧕🏼☪️
I can’t wait to spend my life in a niqab, serving a superior Muslim Master
I am ready for this dream come true!
yes so ready
Allan was 25 year old white male working a boring and mundane 9-5 job. His boss was an asshole giving him excessive amounts of work with no compensation for his time. In short, Allan hated work. But things changed when he got the email his current boss was moving on, he was ecstatic to say the least. The next day him and his colleagues met up in one of the conference rooms to meet the new boss. The eyes turned to the door as this tall, well build, Arabian looking man walked through. He headed to the front of the room to address his new employees. “Hello ladies and gentleman, I am Hamdan Abdallah and I’m replacing your former boss.” He addressed his new employees, everyone was attentive. Especially Allan, he was listening intently to every word Hamdan said. Something about him really pleased Allan. The conference concluded. When cleared out Allan felt the need to formally introduce himself to Hamdan. “Great Speech Mr. Abdallah. You’re certainly sounding a lot better than our former boss.” Hamdan chuckles and smiled genuinely at Allan. “Well I’m glad you have faith I can help this establishment and please call Hamdan.” Allan smiled back and laughed, feeling happy about his workplace for the time I’m seemingly forever. “Maybe we can grab a drink after work, hopefully that’ll really help my case” Hamdan laughs. Allan thrilled with the idea, nodded. “I’d love that. Meet me at O’Reilly’s after work.” “See you then.” Allan thanked him and left, feeling amazing
Allan ordered a drink for himself, awaiting his new boss to arrive. Seemingly on cue Hamdan arrives and greets Allan with a smile. Their night goes great, really hitting it off. Talking like old friends. “Allan are you religious by any chance” “Yes, I’m Christian yourself?” Hamdan smiled softly “I’m a Muslim” he said proudly. That gained Allan intrigue. “Oh really, I’d love to hear about what that entails.” Hamdan taught Allan for seemingly hours about all the customs, lifestyle, clothing, everything one would need to know about Islam. Allan listened to every word like it was gospel. Growing more and more invested with each minute. By the end, Allan was amazed and very interested in Islam. Hamdan checks his watch “Oh dear, it’s awfully late. You can’t be late on your first day with your new boss” He says with that smile. Allan agrees and they say their goodbyes before heading off. Before drifting off to bed Allan thoughts were swarmed by the nights event and everything said about Islam. Allan found it incredibly appealing before he drifting off.
The next day at work, Allan did his work, eager to impress his new boss. But while working his thoughts couldn’t escape Hamdan and Islam. He was so focused on pleasing his new boss, he didn’t realise he went into a overtime. He was only shaken from his trance when he felt a hand on his shoulder and a familiar voice. “You know you don’t have to work overtime tonight?” He laughs as Allan blushes. “Sorry I was just so in the zone you know?” Hamdan nods and smiles. “Perhaps I can reward such hard work with drinks on me at my house.” Allan loved that idea and eagerly agreed. They shortly arrived at Hamdan’s house. Allan eyes were glued to the interior as they headed inside. A typical Muslim household and Allan loved it. They entered the living room and took a seat. Hamdan went and grabbed drinks as Allan eyeballed the interior. Hamdan returns with the drinks “What do you think?” Allan smiles and nods “It’s amazing, it looks so good.” Hamdan smiles and sits with Allan, he begins explaining the significance of every Islamic item in the house. Allan was enthralled by it all, nodding along. Hamdan suddenly stood up. “Wait here, I must show you something. Allan nods and waits, Hamdan returned with some cloth in his hands. Allan recognised this all a Hijab, Hamdan has mentioned it was an article of clothing wore by muslimahs. Hamdan offered it to Allan. Allan didn’t question it, he happily took and examined it. He blushes and look up at Hamdan. “How do you put it on?” Hamdan chuckled and helped Allan put on the Hijab. Allan got up to inspect himself in the mirror. He loved his reflection. “You try wearing it at home and work if you feel comfortable”. Allan saw nothing wrong his that suggestion and turned around and nodded. Allan went home feeling amazing, he felt so good in the hijab. It felt natural to him to wear it. He loved it.
After a lot of inner conflict Allan went to work, Hijab less. He went about his day feeling down. Feeling terrible and that he made the wrong decision bit wearing his Hijab. He felt awful and like he was doing wrong by Hamdan. He left work on time this day. He went home with a mission to make it up to Hamdan. When he got he immediately put on his hijab. Feeling so relieved as the soft cloth returned to around his head. He began getting ready to go to Hamdan’s house. He went down the store to purchase some makeup, seemingly like the right thing to do. He got his makeup before heading home, he was halted when he noticed his local mosque. He had been past it so many times, but this he felt like he needed to go inside. He took a detour and entered the mosque, a feeling of joy and belonging flowed through him. He spotted a group of Muslimahs praying, they spotted him too and smiled warmly at him. He headed over to them and knelt with them. He asked them how to pray to properly and what else to do and of course. Advice for Hamdan, they gladly helped him and answered every question. Treating him like one of them. He joined in prayer before thanking them greatly for everything. As a parting gift the offered to help with makeup. Once more he thanked them greatly before leaving the mosque with guidance and new friends.
He arrived at Hamdan house, ringing the doorbell. Hamdan opened the door and smiled widely at the sight of Allan. He welcomed Allan in and Allan began apologising. “I’m sorry for not wearing my Hijab today, I just felt embarrassed about what my colleagues may have thought.” Hamdan smiles and accepts the apology “You are forgiven. While you’re here I have something for you.” He offs and returns soon with an Abaya. Allan enthusiastically thanks him and begins putting it on. He smiles and blushes as he finishes putting it on. He glances in the mirror and smiles he widely, he looked just like those muslimahs in the mosque. “I want to revert to Islam” Allan says eagerly. Hamdan smiles, happy to help as Allan says Shahada, every word making him feel incredible. Ridding his Christianity for Islam. Holding hands they raise to feet. Hamdan smile widely and places his hands on Allan’s hips. “You look so beautiful, Ayesha.” Ayesha smiles lovingly. “Thank you greatly” She replies. Hamdan leans in and kisses her. Ayesha kissing back without hesitation. They kiss passionately before moving to the bedroom. They undress each other before the make love together. With any thrust from Hamdan. Ayesha grows stronger and stronger as Allan evolves. Ayesha falls asleep in Hamdan strong arms. Feeling incredible.
Ayesha wakes to Hamdan’s chocolate eyes piercing hers. “Morning my love” Hamdan says before kissing her softly. “I wish to take you to brunch. A lady like you deserves a good meal.” Ayesha blushes “You don’t need me working?” She asks curiously. He laughs and shakes his head. “No need. So will you join me?” Ayesha answers with a kiss. They roll out of bed and gets dressed. Ayesha putting on her hijab, abaya and reapplying her makeup before she takes her handsome man’s hand as they head out. They arrive at the gorgeous looking restaurant. Ayesha feels something she’s never felt before. She feels like herself. Like she’s finally her true self. They sit at the table and enjoy their meal and company together. Hamdan reaches his hand across the table and holds Ayesha. “Ayesha, my love. Will you move back to the UAE with me?” Without thinking Ayesha happily agrees. Joyous to start her new life with Hamdan.
This story isn’t uncommon. This is becoming more and more common. It’s simply the natural evolution of the white man. Becoming the muslimahs they’ve always meant to be. This is Allah’s future, embrace the evolution. Be on the right side of history.
Embrace the evolution!
Embrace Allah’s Future!
Proper transforming a western sissy boi into an obedient dutiful submissive Muslima
it’s for our own good.
yes it is
I did not believe it , at first but wow its true. Amir and i were hangin out and we happened to see a hijabi women. I told Amir that hijabs look so weird, which quite offended amir.
He told that if i wear it, i will start liking it. I laughed at this. Amir requested me to come to his home to test it, i wanted to prove him wrong so i agreed. We reached there and he took me to his sister's room and showed me this hijab and offered me.
I obediently accepted it , and when i touched it something changed inside me. The soft fabric was attracting me towards it. Amir then helped me put on the hijab and as i saw my reflection in the mirror i was taken aback.
I lost touch of reality and kept staring at the mirror, it was at this moment i knew that hijabs are made for hindu boys. As i looked at amir i suddenly realised his handsomness and masculinity and realised my femininity in comparision to him. Today he is my boyfriend and i wear the hijab everyday.
This is the future of all hindu boys. Hijab and becoming girlfriends of muslim men.
so beautiful right
Embrace your fate, white boy, you will be much happier once you accept that you are not really a man, you are just a defective woman who needs healing
and I am feeling so much better
Once Islam is established in an area, the Islamification of the local population is inevitable. Islamic laws and customs must be direct and enforced, thus is shown to the local population that it is easier to submit and obey Islamic rule.
must subit and must obey
submit and obey is so natural
Once you open your heart to Allah, you will never be the same.
So many have joined their sisters....praise be.
yes once you unbrace lslam Allah its just so amazing
They won and i will serve them!
I would prefer a muslim lady, but I would wear a hijab for her.
yes I would
must submit and obey
I wear niqab.
Yes I do.
I wear it.
I wear the niqab daily
yes I do were niqab