So being feminized is a sort of intimate experience? Believe me it's more than that! In fact I don't know how I can say everything about how I feel now or then when it started happening to me. But that's how my life goes. Things tend to get done to me. However much I try to regain control of my life I find others dominate me.
For those of you who haven't read my story so far it is basically this: I was an effeminate schoolboy and all my friends knew I was not cut out for macho things. Then one evening I lost my virginity to a
bunch of transsexuals in full view of my old school mates. But that's another story (mail me if you want it). It was early afternoon and I was feeling a bit more in control of things. I knew Ian would come and put the hormone up me but I was used to that by now. It has happened every day since that night with the trannies.
I planned to take my own car to be independent so I could leave whenever I liked. This was the big day! In some ways I was dreading it and in others… Well!
Ian is one of the many from the local Rugby club who has taken a keen interest in me. But few people could miss noticing the changes I have been experiencing. At first my nipples got very sensitive and contact with my clothing made me feel extremely excited. But now he was making my breasts swell.
It was not only Ian who was checking progress under my shirt every day. There were lots of others, mates of Ian, old school friends and Rugby guys who regularly groped my small firm boobs which seemed to grow by the day. But they were not even the main attraction. It was my bum. I have always had big and rounded buns but my feminized buttocks were ripening like peaches for these virile guys who don't need any prompting about what I really need. I can make any resolution I like about being independent but once someone slips his hand under my pants I go all passive and just wait for it to happen, which it always does. I love it so much I can't resist any of them once I feel they are going to do me.
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