You may recognise me from my very popular cam-girl webcasts, however it may surprise you to know that I have only been doing it for 3 months, and it will shock you to learn that 6 months ago I was a guy named Paul.
Things all changed for me, one evening when I got home from work. My then girlfriend Nikki, called me into the living room.
“Tell me straight, and don’t lie, have you been putting on my things again, despite me asking you dozens of times not to ?”. she asked.
“No honey, I haven’t” I replied.
“Don’t lie to me, I know that you have been prancing around in one of my dresses and heels. You see I have set up hidden cameras in our bedroom, and here is the proof”and she handed me her phone with the video on it. “ I warned you that there would be consequences if I caught you again, didn’t I, well now you are going to have to deal with them. I have taken some time to consider the best way to deal with the situation, my initial thoughts were to stick a blonde wig, some oversized tits and long fake nails on you, stuff you into a tiny dress and a pair of stripper heels, and dump you in a seedy part of town”
“But then I thought maybe just have you dress up as a girl but still looking like a guy and bring you out for a night, but then I figured if you liked so much looking like a girl best have you looking and acting like the girl you feel you should be.”
“Well in that case you won’t mind me sharing these photos of you then. “ Nikki said, as she handed me some pictures that were , to me anyway, obviously photoshopped. “ I think you friends and work colleagues would love to see how good you look in your little frilly dresses”.
“No don’t please” I begged
“Well then this is how you can stop that from happening.
Firstly, you will move out of the main bedroom into the small spare room. Second, as of now in there, you will not have access to your old clothes. I have assembled a small selection of clothes and stuff for you in your new room. Thirdly, you are no longer my boyfriend, for now you will live as my new FEMALE flatmate.” Nikki said, with emphasis on the word female. She let that hang there for a minute, letting me take in the gravity of the situation I was in.
I had little choice but to agree.
I was then let go upstairs to check out my new accommodation, and new life. I was slightly nervous as to what lay ahead of me, in terms of what Nikki had selected as my new clothes. Thankfully when I opened the closet for the most part it was what any normal woman my age would have worn with one or two slightly suggestive outfits due to their skimpy nature, however I did notice that all my footwear had at least 2.5 inch heels. Opening the chest of drawers the lingerie was a mixed selection of styles too. In the corner was a full-length mirror, and beside the chest of drawers was a small vanity with mirror on which stood some perfume and make-up items. The room had been painted in a light pink colour, and the bed spread was a lemon sateen style.
After about 5 minutes Nikki followed me up and enquired what I thought of her work.
I let out a mumbled reply along the lines of it is fine I guess.
“I’m sorry I didn’t hear that, you need to annunciate better, women do not mumble but speak clearly and distinctly ”.
“ That is better, now strip please ”, Nikki said. I meekly complied. “Okay good I see we do not need to get you to shave those legs, for now, but I think a touch of pink on those nails would look well. But first, head to the shower and wash off that man smell for the last time.”
When I returned from the shower, Nikki instructed me to put on the padded bra and panties that she had selected for me to wear, along with the crop top and skirt. She then said that my toe-nails needed attention, and soon they had a coat of pink lacquer on them. A few minutes later I was walking around in a pair of heels. Nikki looked me up and down, and then said that it wasn’t quite right yet, a touch of lipstick later, and no she still was not happy. She then told me to remove the padding from the bra and she replaced it with ne a cup size bigger. “Much better. Well we now need to give you a completely new name, I can’t very well keep calling you Paul can I , well I could if you want.” She said with what sounded like a laugh. “I’d like it if you could call me Jessie please”, I responded. “Very well, since you asked so politely, Jessie it is, so soft and feminine sounding too” Nikki said. “
We went downstairs and ordered in some take-out, and Nikki put on a chick-flick for us to watch, I guess that I would have to get used to watching these and not action movies from now on. When the movie was over, Nikki said that I should go to bed as I had a big day ahead of me tomorrow, and I needed to be fully rested.
I was woken early the next morning, well when I say early it was 8am, but it was Saturday. Nikki gave me some of her more worn clothes, saying that it would be best for what we were going to be doing that I be comfortable but also that it would not matter if the clothes got accidentally damaged.
“Now that you are going to be dressing and acting like a girl, you should be looking like a girl. I have booked you in for a full day’s treatment in this salon, where you will get a full makeover.” She said.
I was a little scared at the thought of this, I mean what would they think of a guy going in. But what I did not realise was that the salon was one that catered for male clientele that wanted to appear female.
I emerged several hours later. I had not seen myself yet, as Nikki wanted me to get home and put on one of my new dresses and heels, so I could see the full effect. What I did know had happened is that my eyebrows had been plucked and shaped. False lashes were stuck on, I had a small amount of lip filler injected in, and the lips were then also stained pink with a semi-permanent make up tattoo. Small amounts of filler were injected into other parts of my face to round it out. My hair now cascaded down below my shoulders and I was blonde. My finger had a set of acrylic nails on the end of them in an almond shape, they extended over an inch beyond the tip of the finger. Nikki could hardly believe her eyes when she saw me emerge, I could see the double-take she did, and mini gulp. Once we got home I noticed that the mirrors had been covered up to prevent me from seeing myself for now. A quick change later and I was standing apprehensively in front of the full length mirror waiting to see what I now looked like. Nikki flipped it over.
It was my turn to do a double take, there was no possible way anyone looking at me would not take me to be a girl, well till I opened my mouth to speak that is.
“ Now we have you looking like a proper girl, the next thing to address is that voice. Open wide ” Nikki said. I did so, it was just easier to do without questioning at this point. She sprayed a fine mist into the back of my throat , and a few seconds later my voice had increased in pitch, to sound more feminine. “That’s a bit better, you need to use this twice a day for now, to maintain your new voice, just until you get used to taking this way” she said.
I looked again in the mirror, damn I was hot, in fact I would have no hesitation in trying to pick up a girl and fuck her if she looked this good. A tear started to roll down my check, and Nikki asked what was the matter, did I not like how I now looked after her spending all this much money on me. I replied that I really did like how I looked and that I was very sexy, but that was part of the problem, I was very turned on by how I looked but the bit of manhood between my legs would not stand to attention.
“ Oh, there is a simple explanation for that ” Nikki said in a very matter of fact way. I waited for her to continue. “ That would be due to the hormones you have been taking”.
<<Wait did she just say hormones.>>
“What hormones” I asked sharply.
“Oh only the ones you have been taking daily for the last month, about the same dose as a pubescent girl would generate naturally. It takes a while for the body to show the effects, I guess now your manhood is feeling the effects, and you'll be filling out before too long”
Nikki laughed. I was still trying to process this information. I realised that I was now really screwed, this wasn’t some sort of punishment that was going to last a couple of weeks, this could be forever. I mean how had I been given them, were they put in something I ate or drank ?, how much more of them did she have, what if she upped the doseage.
That evening a couple of her friends dropped by, and Jessie was introduced to Emma, Steph and Tiff. Nikki explained that Paul had to go away for a few months and in the meantime she had decided to take in a flatmate to help with the cost of rent. What followed was a typical girls night out, some drinks, some food, more drinking, and finally off to a club. Her friends never twigged that I was only on my second day being a girl, and for that matter neither did any of the lecherous drunken guys who tried to feel me up in the clubs. When we got home my feet were throbbing, it was only then did I realise how uncomfortable wearing and dancing in heels really is. The following morning Nikki was making fun of me, and how all the guys were swarming around me, and trying to kiss me etc. Just as well I did not have a phone they could call me on.
At this point I realised a couple of things, I needed a new phone, I needed money (well I still had access to my old accounts but I could not exactly use my cards in any shop), and I was going to need a job.
Thankfully Nikki mentioned that Steph said she knew the manager of a local restaurant and would be able to get me a job there as a waitress or she also knew the manager of a local hotel where they were looking for chambermaids. Great I thought so either I have to work in a maids outfit but at least I will be wearing flats, or have to put up with jerk customers and wearing god knows what.
Nikki found the whole situation very funny. “ well you could work from early morning to midday, and have the rest of the day to yourself, if you were to work in the hotel, and you get to wear a little maid outfit too. “ she said.
I asked her “ Do you know which place was looking for a waitress?"
“Well there are two likely candidates one is the local club, there you would be wearing a white blouse, black mini skirt, black nylons and 4 inch heels, and be serving drinks all night to guys getting drunker and drunker, who would then be trying to pinch you bum as you go by etc, or else it could be..” she paused intentionally and waited , and waited.
“Or else, where “, I said naively
“Hooters”, Nikki said with a big smile on her face.
Well it was indeed Hooters, and the chambermaid being the least worst option I reluctantly started working there.
The days and weeks flew bye, Nikki, Steph, Tiff, Emma and I went out most weekends to a bar, or for a meal, or just have a girlie night in watching some crappy rom-com whilst drinking wine and munching popcorn. For the first few weeks Nikki would mention that Paul had phoned her / sent flowers etc, but then this stopped and she started to talking about the rows she was having with him, and he may not be coming back, though in part that much was true.
I was becoming accustomed to my new life, my new clothes etc. My vocal chords had tightened to their new position, and I was talking like a girl without the spray . I was also noticing more physical changes in my body. It had been two months since that fateful day, but now I nearly no longer needed to shave my face at all, it had quickly gone from being once a week, to once this month. I seem to definitely be developing extra fat deposits around the bum and hips. I think my legs are getting more toned and shapely, but I put this down to being in heels all the time. My skin is becoming softer, and my natural hair growing faster, but most noticeably is the unmistakeable growth in my breasts. I was already up to another cup. Oops almost forgot about my manhood, well it would be easy to forget about it since it is now barely there, it has shrivelled up so much due to the hormones I appear to be still taking ( I still am at a loss as to how, there must also be some sort of testosterone blocker in there too).
Another month passed, and this marked another serious change in my life. I got up that morning and weighed myself, as I did once a month. I had dropped nearly 40 pounds over the last three months.
Looking at myself in the mirror I could see that my hair, was down beyond my shoulders, and needed a trip to the salon, likewise I could do with a touch up on the semi-permanent make-up.
I booked myself in for an appointment at the local salon, to get my hair and nails done, along with a touch up on the semi-permanent lips and brows. No going to the previous place this time I would be going to the regular salon.
I arrived back from the salon, my hair was now a light blonde shade, and my nails done to match. I decided not to get a new set of replacement false lashes, and the eyebrow makeup has been applied slightly fuller than it was. My lips are also slightly more pumped than they were the first time, but not to an obvious extent.
I go up to my room to drop my bag and coat off, and that is when I can hear noises in the main bedroom, the door is mostly closed but I hear the muffled voices “uuggh agggh, oh yes, yes…stop wait did you hear something …don’t worry she won’t be back for a while yet,…oh yes, yes, don’t stop “.
I quietly crept down the stairs with my shoes, coat and bag in my hand. I then wait a few minutes, and then open and close the front door, and shout out “Nikki, are you home, I got finished up early, come see my new look”. From upstairs comes “Oh Jess, em, I’ll be down to you in a few minutes, I am just changing, make us both a cup of tea will you, I can’t wait to take a look”.
A minute or two later, I can just about hear the sound of two people kissing, and the front door, ever so gently closing over. Then Nikki walks into the kitchen, and coos and aahs at how I now look. She then tries to butter me up for what I fear is to come, by getting me to stand up and twirl around etc, and remarks on how I have filled out and look so natural a woman now. She then says it probably best I come off the level of hormones I am on as they appear to have done their job, and that in the three months since she first told me I was on hormones I have probably experienced the effects a normal girl would have during her full puberty. “If you want to stay as Jessie, you probably will want to stay on some level of hormones and if not don’t worry, I am sure the effects will eventually wear off, your breasts will shrink back, your ass and hips will shrink back too, your hair will grow at its normal rate, and just maybe your dick will grow a bit. That is of course if you decide you want to return to being Paul. In any case I am going to give you these I am no longer going to hold them over you as a threat”, and with that she hands me the videos and photos, and a sworn promise that these are the only copies.
“What has changed, why are you giving these to me now?” I asked.
“Well it is like this , you seem to have fully embraced being a girl full time, you are getting on with your new life, you have a job which you seem to like, you have gotten yourself a new look, but I feel slightly guilty about the state I have put you in. You see due to the cocktail of drugs you have been taking your manhood has shrivelled up so much that it cannot be used in a vaginaplasty, as there is not enough material there. In other words it is almost impossible for you to have a full sex change operation if that is what you had thought of in the future"
And casual as you like added
"Also I want you out of the flat by the end of the month. I have a new boyfriend, we have been seeing each other the last two months, I think you know him actually , he tried feel you up at the clubs once or twice, anyways he is going to move in and I don’t think it a good idea for you to be around, it may get a bit awkward and uncomfortable.” Nikki said.
I replied“How the hell can I ever go back to being Paul, you have completely changed me into the woman you see before you. It would take an age to undo all the effects of the hormones, if they ever get undone. I can only go looking for a new place as Jessie for now, that means I will have to stay like that. When I was Paul I used get a thrill out of putting on some lingerie under my normal clothes where no-one could notice and go out to do my normal days’ work, dressing up fully and full time doesn’t have the same thrill, that is what annoys me more than anything you did to my body”.
Trying to find a new place to rent that was, affordable, in a decent enough area, in a decent enough state, that wasn’t a shoebox was next to impossible. However Tiff mentioned that a friend of hers had a place to rent out, as her flatmate was moving out. So I asked Tiff if she could introduce us and I could view the place. We went over two days later, and the first thing that struck me was the security to get into the flat, the door had a camera above it, and it looked fairly sturdy, inside the front door there were two strong locks.
After a short chat and a tour of most of the place, Amber said that if I wanted to move I could, but there were a number of house rules that would have to be agreed to in advance. I enquired as to how much the rent would be, and was shocked to hear that it was as cheap as it was for the location and size. I was secretly delighted as I would be saving money on what I had been paying and my room would be bigger too. I then asked what the house rules would be. Amber replied “No pets no guests without prior notice, no men..” so far so good I thought “the bedrooms and ensuite are private and can’t be entered without the persons permission, the communal living room / kitchen and smaller bedroom are wired up to web-cams, these activate at 9pm at night until 3am the following day. When moving about in these areas all the girls are expected to either be in lingerie or other skimpy outfits from the wardrobe, and a pair of heels. All girls are expected to be on camera for a couple of hours each night, and if any guy wants a private chat you use the small bedroom to help him with his release. This is why the rent is cheap, 20-25% of the money taken in from fees goes to the rent, the rest we share, except for the tips of which 50% is shared and 50% goes to the person who earned it”.
I thought for a moment about it and said “ so basically we are being paid to perform on camera every night to help guys jerk off almost like a stripper would, albeit in the safety of our own place”. “ I suppose that is one way of looking at it, well do you want to live here or not” Amber snapped back.
With very little other options available I agreed. Before I moved in that weekend the first think I had to do was purchase a gaffe so that my teenie tiny weenie would be covered up properly and appear to look like a pussy, especially if I was to be walking around semi naked most of the time.
I quickly learned the tricks of the trade, well it's not like I had much choice, but having grown up as Paul, I had a fair idea of what did and what didn't work in terms of arousing men, but putting it into practice was difficult. Even so some the clientele were dirty perverts with sick scenarios they wished us to play out.
Soon though I built up a large fan base, but the problem with being good as a cam girl is that I am spending a large amount of time in the private room. We each are expected to pull in money from the private rooms, however on the nights I get to use them I could easily spend the whole night in there, giving little opportunity to the other girls to entertain their clients but considering the amount of money I am bringing in the other girls don’t really have a huge issue, as it nearly works out better financially for them.
The downside of being this popular is that I can’t really go outside too much without a heavy disguise as in the past girls have had unwanted advances from guys who had been seeing them via webcam and wanted some physical and private ‘therapy’. Though I learned that publicly embarrassing the men gets them to back off quickly, I've no problems with what I do, but they don't like people knowing that they use porn to get off.
So that pretty much brings us to where we started, oh almost forgot, the money I have saved up from working has also helped me enhance my assets and allowed me progress my complete transition and tomorrow is going to be a big day for me, I will be legally putting Paul behind me and be forever more officially known as Jessie.
