Becoming a Girl for another Man !!

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It has been now almost a year. The changes are becoming impossible to hide. Let’s be honest, calling these tits ‘manboobs’ makes no sense. You’ve got big bouncy boobies, and you are about to be congratulated by your master for sending him another picture. This time in a fitting room! It has been surprisingly easy to hide them so far. Very few people pay attention to awkward young men like you. You hide very easily from the public, and no-one thinks twice about someone like you wearing baggy and ill-fitting clothes. Maybe if someone hugged you, then they’d feel how secretly buxom you are. But you don’t get a lot of hugs. The thought of being intimate with somebody, well it is strange to think about. You’re still a virgin, and you think almost everyone knows that. Maybe some think you are gay, or just an asexual geek. But whatever you are, the thought of talking to girls makes you blush. You don’t like boys, either. You don’t get butterflies in your tummy every time you think about them. You don’t want to think of that handsome neighbour boy taking your virginity on a summer night in the garden. No, boys aren’t cute. But Master on the other hand, He was confident, manly and dominant. Everything you are not. The thought of pleasing him felt good on several levels. It was like giving yourself a taste of who you could have been if you were stronger. But he also made you feel good about being weak and submissive. Because he liked you that way and wanted to keep you. The only problem was that he liked girls. You heard a knock on the fitting room door. “Miss are you okay? You’ve been in there for a long time,” a concerned voice asked. “Need assistance?” You came in wearing boy’s clothes. They think you’re a woman?

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  1. Fond memories of the gal in Cincinnati ohio back inn the late 80’s early 90’s. I went to license bureau to renew my chauffeurs license at the time and the girl was so nice to me. She pulled me off to take picture and asked me to be quiet and take the license. It had an F on it for female. I never said anything to her. I passed so well. Like I’ve always worn tight fitting jeans and was on HRT at the time. She just knew.

    I almost lost my job because of that beautiful lady. Giggles. The company I’d worked for at the time, made me turn the truck around and get my license corrected. Haha.

    My life, I’m so not living it they way i should be. I’m still on HRT and I’m a beautiful person, good hearted and always putting others first. I think i find its a way to pleasure my stresses maybe. I’d love to some day Judy give to another while just being me.

    I think most people perceive me as gay, others know I’m TS and some even speculate hermaphrodite. My patents when they visit wash my clothes and hang my nylons n bras which is sweet of them as out want always that way. They disowned me they’re for some 13+ years of my transitioning.

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