yesterday i was out running errands. like a good housewife alyssa often keeps a list of things i need to keep my domicile clean. along the way i was doing a little window shopping seeing a cute red and white check dress in a boutique shop when all of a sudden it hit me.
i needed to feel the warm yet restricted embrace of one of my bra's. i had to feel the gentle added weight wearing make up brings with. alyssa wanted to be gliding lipstick on my lips. it felt necessary to be wearing a lovely outfit and heels.
Dominatrix Camille has Her gurl on pueraria mirifica...over some 22 months of it i've found it brings the effects of a nature-based feel of estrogen-hormonal impact. put another way i've embraced acting with a natural-feminine perspective.
PM is helping me shift to not only wanting it but also needing to have estrogen in my system....that gentle yet ever relentless life-changing hormonal impact that comes from estrogen while being transformed into a t-gurl...
the effects of Mistress's training of alyssa can no longer be stopped...it's been woven onto the fabric of my being...i need to be a 'gurl' now....these days when i feel my sexuality spiking i clutch at my developing breasts first...paying little mind to my locked chastity cage...lately when waking i slip a vibrator between my legs keeping my thighs closed holding it in place as i drift back to sleep.
my mind takes to dreams of being dominated...by a Woman.....
this gurl has a penis-shaped dildo above her chastity piece..allowing for penetration without the joy of coming...a chastity cage reminds a gurl she can get wet without getting hard...
back to estrogen...over time i've found the desire to be feminine has expanded enormously...
for alyssa there is always an undercurrent of feminine submissiveness mingling with the desire to be pretty....
'Eww Ma'am...oh it feels so nice.'...'that's my darling...my cute little 'fembitch'...i think it's time i make my mark on you with a cute tattoo at your shoulder line...why soon your lovely boobies will start coming in....and you'll have to wear your pretty bra's.'...
gurls don't really need balls...besides panties fit so much better without them....
are good gurls born or made that way....i guess in the end it doesn't matter..
on estrogen colors mean more...
out with her Domina a t-girl learns the true meaning of control...
reaching the tipping point where things can no longer be hidden....nor do you want them to be...instead you want them to be celebrated...
the satisfied look of a Domina...knowing her former husband now has estrogen flowing within his endocrine network..
early on Dominatrix Camille told alyssa she wants me to have my own pussy...i've come to be in total agreement with Mistres on the matter...
it had started as a game...something to break up the boredom he seemed to have...yet he'd never met a Woman like her before....there was just something about obeying the Dominatrix that made him feel good...even when she took to calling him by the gurlish name of jessica...soon came the lingerie...'oh why does it have to feel so nice to wear?'....
'baby if you think that feels good wait until you are on hormones....yes i've decided it's for the better you become my gurl.'...'yes Mistress...being with you i've learned you always know what's best.'....'you'll come to enjoy all things feminine.....
'....why in time i just might make a wife of you...hmmm darling would my lovely jessica like to be kept at home cleaning my house while wearing her pretty things?'
the Woman had always had a possessive streak...it was one of the reasons she'd decided her boyfriend would make for a nice gurl...
so what if his old mates didn't understand...all that mattered was what his Domina thought...
'well it really began when i noticed someone had been rummaging thru my intimate wear drawer...since it could only be him....i thought why not....'
drawing blood to the area creating a mind-body connection...yes breast-pumps do aid the process...
she knew her former husband would enjoy the sensations...
sacked at work his self-esteem plummeting he found he couldn't say no to the changes the Domina was putting him thru...he discovered she had a thing for BDSM submission protocols that often made him more obedient...
'baby you're not a man...not really not anymore...cleaning the house in a maid's uniform...you're becoming far too pretty and docile for that...such a lovely hairless figure these days look at how thin you're becoming thru our corset training discipline...does a man squeal out when his nipples are played with...why i think you'd like me to put you on estrogen...all you have to do is ask your Mistress nicely.'...
it had been her best friend's idea...'start to feminize him...paint his nails shave him girlie-smooth and teach him about make up...sure we might have to use a wig to begin the emasculation process yet the more dominant you are the quicker he'll give in....why in time he could be turned into a t-girl housewife ready to serve you and me.'
'i suppose you're right Helen..you know it might be fun...i mean to make a trans-woman of him...i'd wanted him as a blond...to go with the name 'jennifer'....'
'...what with hormones and things he just might thank us in the end....of course there would be no going back...i mean you know....to how it once was....by then it would be too late...i think we could renew our vows...have him take my last name as his....with jennifer becoming my wife this time'...
led by the leash ball-gag in place unable to speak he thought to himself...'hmmmm...i wonder what She meant by we've only just begun and the term hrt?'....
'no janice...really ...it used to be my bike before Mistress put me on estrogen...i'm too weak these days to operate it but i do like riding in back on the bitch-seat holding on to her waist.'
the impact of estrogen...the gift that keeps on giving...for gurls lucky enough to be put on it...peace, alyssa
Good girls are definitely born but just need to be guided and directed by our Mistress