'oh jessica...oh jessica...eewww....eeewwwww..aren't we so lucky to be t-gurls.'...
'baby i think it's time....like me ...you had a lovely pussy of your own.'...'yes domina'...
'oh Naomi remember when we first started looking at t-girls...back then who'd have thought we'd each become one....oh yes...just like that...eww right there...oh my.... please...don't stop gurl-friend.'
'well thinking on it bambi...i kinda' like being a collared slave to a Mistress'...
to think it all began by stumbling onto a site that had the words 'submit to Mistress now'...
in some ways the former husband now enjoyed being a kept Woman...after all she got to wear the prettiest things...that is when her Mistress let her.
when the night began she had just been a t-girl that worked up the courage to go out for the first time....now she knew she would never be going back to how it once was...
kind of made the gurl wonder....'if tucking feels this good...what would having my own vagina feel like?"
how may have wished to feel the same?...the hem-lift of a pretty dress swirling on feeling the burst of wind.
'there baby i told you...they just sort of get smaller like mine the more the estrogen takes over....'
for years as a regular male the thought had crossed the mind....'what would it feel like to be a real t-gurl'...peace, alyssa
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