I never thought it was would all end up like this. In fact, I never wanted this. Never. I was a man and I intended on staying one. I was masculine and I never thought of being female and if I were to think about it I would see it as immensely disgusting.
I hope he knows that I’m not just his sex slave. He can’t just rob me of my masculinity and make me a female and put me in skimpy latex outfits and expect me to take his cock in whichever hole he pleases. But he needs to know, his cock isn’t going in any hole of mine. Just because I’m a woman dosen’t mean I have to bend over, get on my knees or spread my legs for him. There is no reason why I simply can’t sit with my legs together. Eventually he will see that I am useless and will give me back my masculinity. However, I doubt that will happen, he’ll probably just throw me out and when I leave my femininity will leave with me. I’m not being a man again. I’m stuck as a female, I know it.
You wouldn’t think I was once a man would you. I look like a girl. I speak like a girl. I act like a girl.
The victims of the TG virus pagent is all about celebrating people’s new found form. I’ve been told I’m picked to be this years winner. When I contracted the virus I was terribly alarmed. The doctors told me I only had four days remaining as a male. I was unsure how I would live after those four days had finished. I dreaded being a female, I didn’t see how I could live on the other side of the fence. Those four days were hard my body was gradually changing.
When it was all over I discovered that being a female isn’t that bad. I discovered that I was in fact quite beautiful. I fell in love with my new form. I loved shopping for new clothes to suit my body. It was always so fun. I learned how to apply make up expertly and do my hair stunningly.
When I saw a flyer about the pagent, I couldn’t resist. I spent all week planning how I would look. I bought my bikini and ensured it would display the best features of my body, especially my ass. I did my make up paying attention to every tiny detail. I looked in the mirror and decided that with an ass like my own, I couldn’t possibly lose.
I was so excited when I won. It confirmed to me that I loved being a girl and that I was better off this way.
It was simple. They were taken in and made women. They would be moulded into the perfect housewife. Cooking, wearing dresses, cleaning and doing hair was the norm. They were all so satisfied. They all agreed it was far better than being a career orientated man. Who’s the next to join the housewife revolution?
They were right. Ocean water really does make you feel better. It certainly makes my skin softer and makes it feel like you have more room downstairs. Oh wait, I’m a woman. Even better.
“Hey Jeremy”, the girl turned to face an mature woman in a lab coat. “You’re a girl now”.
The girl smiled a happy smile. Jeremy had always read TG captions and fantazized about him one day being a her. But thanks to Dr Rethsteki all is good.
Dr Rethsteki discovered a chemical procedure that can instantly transform males into females. The doctor immediately used the process on himself to make him a deliciously curvy MILF. Dr Rethsteki valued her formula and wanted to share the joy of being a woman with others.
Jeremy can now share that joy. Jeremy is now a girl who is indeed very beautiful. She has an undeniably pretty face, a slim figure and long brown hair. All of which makes Jeremy very happy. Dr Rethsteki hopes to help many other men. 😉
I never meant for this too happen. It just thought it’d be funny you know, to change him into a woman. I thought it’d be hilarious. Watch him adjust to sitting to pee, wobble in heels and have long hair. Plus I could use a bit of blackmail for some saucy photos or enjoyable experiences. Little did I know that the potion I slipped into his beer that night wasn’t exactly what I thought.
The hair colour is questionable but these aren’t.
“Tada” burst the girl in the black lace dress holding her hands out to reveal herself.
“Wow. You turned out really well. You’re a pretty hot girl” complimented her friend.
“How could you doubt me?” Chuckled the girl in the black dress.
“What do you think of being a woman?” Asked her friend.
“Just as I expected Rose.” stated the girl “Oh, and I’d appreciate it if you referred to me as Sarah now”
“Ok Sarah,” said Rose “how did you expect it to be?”
“Absolutely awesome” smiled Sarah.
“That’s all very good to hear”
“So we better get going then” stated Sarah motioning towards the door.
“Get those sexy legs of yours walking and we can go”
People often think that since I became a female that I must miss expelling semen via my penis in pleasure. But I don’t, not one bit. They don’t understand, girls can squirt. So really the only good thing about being a man, I can still do but just in a different fashion.