Forced feminization in the real world

So you grew up fantasizing about being feminized in different ways, right?

The popular girls at school capture you and turn you into, perhaps, a submissive female toy.

Or you get drugged at a party and wake up to find yourself in your nightgown, fully made up and tied to a bed.

Perhaps, a couple of friends of yours come to visit and find the door unlocked. Meanwhile, you are prancing around on a very cute, frilly little doll in front of the mirror.

Do any of these scenes sound familiar to you? Are they exciting to you? Of course they are, you’re a fag!

But how can any of these fantasies come true in the real world? Can they? The answer is yes.

I’ll give you an example of how I’ve done this in the past. The trapped and blackmailed fantasy is probably the most popular. Let’s say we’ve discussed your entire fetish and agree to make it a reality.

I’ll give you a spare key and leave the house for a while. You have to come in and try on a pair of my panties. I come home a little later and I see you like this and you freak out.

“OH MY GOD ARE YOU KIDDING?”

You blush, but you know this is just a game, right? I quickly grab my camera from the dresser and take a few photos. Without another word I download them to my computer and show them to you.

“I think I’ll upload this later, and post your name and phone number, okay?”

“What?” you say. “You can’t do that to me, we discussed it Teresa.”

“Let’s see now, I guess I could post them on Twitter, and you have a Facebook page, right? I’ll add that link.”

“OK-OK, what do you want me to do?” you ask now taking this a bit more seriously.

I hand you a matching bra and seat you at the makeup table. Now the fun begins. Slowly, very slowly, I give you a complete makeover explaining each step. You love this and if it wasn’t for your chastity belt it would have been over a long time ago.

Tell me what a good girl you are and I’ll make you speak in a female voice. We’re having fun right? I just started painting your nails.

there is a knock on the door. You jump. “WHO IS THAT! I CAN’T BE SEEN LIKE THIS, OH NO!”

“It’s just a package I’ve been waiting for, don’t be so nervous. Stay here and I’ll get it.” Several minutes pass and you hear women’s voices inside and you smell her perfume.

“Guess who it was, honey? It’s my neighbors Bonnie and Susan. Did I forget to mention I invited them over this afternoon?”

Your masked eyes nearly bulged out of your head. Your pretty red lips are open and you can’t seem to get a word out. I gently take your hand and lead you into the living room where the girls are waiting. I sit you in front of them and finish your nails while I tell them about your fantasy in full. Even the part about how you want to be teased and humiliated and treated like a fucking sissy.

While your nail polish dries, the girls finish their wine and wait for you to tell us you’re ready.

Now the real fun begins…

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