Enforced Transformations ~ Men Forced to Crossdress

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No... I'm not going to play dress up.." I rejected the offer. Although it would be interesting to wear a dress, I didn't want Aunt Emily to see me as someone who liked to wear her clothes. After that, she might tell everyone and I would be extremely embarrassed. When I went to the mall and passed by the women's underwear or lingerie stores I wanted to go in and see. Fast forward to my college years, I hadn’t crossdressed for a long time. But then as I moved out of the house to an apartment near college, I couldn’t fight the urge to dress up and then brought some cute dresses, pantyhose, heels and a hair wig. Slowly, my collection of feminine wardrobe grew and I was mostly dressed as a girl inside my apartment. Once I’ve totaly feminized you so that you’d never be looked on as a male again, I might start dating other men again. I might even set you up with a date of your own and we could double!” I was feeling more and more humiliated because everything she was saying seemed to make me feel more excited.

I don't become sexually excited as much as I used to because she has made me her stay at home sissy husband. I do get a small ** when I am dressed in ** which she sees and knows I like them. I have had pills that I take some times to keep from becoming sexually excited except for when she wants me to. I dress like a sissy girl, now that I no longer work because this is what she wants. I do as my wife tells me so that I am not chastised, which is very uncomfortable. I am told over and over that females are the superior to males. I am also told over and over that real man are dominant and have larger ** than that of a sissy such as myself. I only get erections when she wants me to ** for her amusement or when getting new ** or other female clothing. When that time comes she puts numbing cream on my ** and gives me five minutes to climax which I normally can not due.

Tsumugi Shirogane And The New Mastermind by kcirdnab1, literature

Everything was going great until my senior year when all hell broke loose. As usual, I'd dressed in my Peter Pan play costume, I was Peter Pan. I enjoyed wearing the green tights, tunic and elf slippers as this was one of the very few boy's costume that looked like a girl's costume. In fact, many thought that I was playing Tinkerbelle, but Cindy Lou Barrett was and Reg was Captain Hook. So in my perfect world, at least for the baseline, when I state I want a relationship with enforced I have been instructed by Mistress in very strong terms to tell everyone each month about my feminine period. My period this month is to last 3 days per Mistress.

Hello sissy billy, I have to admit I have smiled at some of your adventures here. Some time it is because I did not have to do it. I don’t know what got over me. I am really sorry Jody. I promise.. I will never do this again.” I answered, almost about to cry. Friday was to be a light day and she only had to wear a Kotex day pad. Of course she is instructed to drink water every hour to help with her bloating and change it every two hours.the cropped version is here. Close up and emphasis on shoes, toes, etc. This is my famous vintage crinoline, it's so scratchy. I cannot stop thinkining about this. I so want to wear a skirt, smile at my man, and grow to become his woman! Really! I want to make him happy, satisfied, complete, and feel lim near me, kissing me, being his woman! Oh, please, let me! I need to be his girl so much! I'm curious... what's up with the BOLD CAPITALS for place names and organizations? It's really not needed in a story; it's an advertising style, and I can't see it as anything else. It all started when my friend found out I was secretly crossdressing. They said they would tell everyone unless I did what they wanted, They literally forced me to crossdress. So, every day after school, I would have to put on their clothes and do as they said. I felt so humiliated and trapped. Every day I tried to get out of it, but they would always find me. After about a month and a half, I was tired of it, so I did something that got me in more trouble than ever. For many years now I haven’t owned a single item of male clothing. I’m trying to be me, so I am comfortable looking feminine, but continuing to be called Steven. Surely there don’t need to be any rules? And the boys – now young men – still call me Dad. Because, of course, however I have chosen to look, I’ll always be their dad.

The court found the law unconstitutional, characterizing it as “degrading, oppressive and inhuman.” The verdict was heralded by human rights organizations worldwide as a step in recognition of modern human rights. But as time progressed and fashion evolved, it was increasingly difficult to even define what “cross-dressing” entailed from a law-enforcement perspective, Stryker told PBS NewsHour.Mistress Rosemarie asked me if I thought a feminine period was still not so big a deal. I cried and said I was sorry and that I would never make fun of a girl with her period again.

After lying down along side of me she began to gently move her hand over the obvious lump in the front of my dress. She didn’t apply enough pressure to make me come, but just enough to tease and frustrate me. “Why didn’t you tell me the truth about yourself sometime during these last five years?” Karen asked as she playfully rubbed my dress and slip over my panties. One day, I just snapped one of them. I was so angry and upset that they had been forcing me to do this, and I just couldn't take it anymore. After snapping I decided to run away from them. I went to the park, but they found me there. They chased me through the park and got very close to catching me, but I disappeared into the bushes. Then she spoke, "I knew you wouldn't have let me keep you like that for much longer, so now I have to do this. Don't worry..." My period started on Friday with three enema induced cramping sessions and as before was very unpleasant. I wore a sanitary napkin for the rest of the day. The cramps continued all day as I was required to drink water constantly.

MY WIFE KAREN

The washer broke and filled up with water!" yelled Aunt Emily, stepping through the soaked floor to get ALL of the towels. Synopsis: Nathan knew that he was a girl and started to dress as Natalie with his parents’ approval. Then one fateful day, his best friend meets Natalie. Their relationship grows as Natalie takes over Nathan until an event forces Natalie to take over. When I went to college I did not have the opportunity to dress until I was able to get an apartment with one of my sisters friends who was living in the same city. When my sister found out who my roommate was she sent pictures and video to both of us and said to have fun. And fun we did have. We took things to the next level. Dressing up and going out together to parties and bars. Staying in makeup and women’s clothes whenever I was at home. She even took me to her salon for pampering, hair removal, eye brows and acrylic nails