Witch Chronicles 007 Dark Beginnings
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Anastasia's Humbling Beginnings
By Anastasia Messier
My story starts where most every cross dressers story
starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an
infant. I can remember, not to mention being told several
thousand times that my choice of toys as a child were
dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barbie's, the
whole nine yards. I had mostly girl cousins around me and
instead of playing with my toys or my brother's toys I
would always seem to choose the girl's toys. My mother has
several pictures of me dressed from head to toe as a little
girl. Pretty dresses, shoes, make-up, hats, and of course
my hair all nice and curly. They thought it was cute and
adorable as a small child.
As I got older I quickly realized it wasn't considered cute
any more and in fact there was something wrong with any boy
who dressed as a little girl and boys just don't do that.
These types of comments were commonplace. A boy is expected
to be a boy and girls are supposed to do girl things and
that was that. Many times the comments went something like
this... you don't want to do that it's a girly thing or
stop that you're a boy... So needless to say my dress up
days ended around the time of age 10. I only got away with
it for that long by pretending I really wasn't having a
good time and my cousins thinking they were getting over on
me. Little do they know how much I cherish those times in
my life?
My dressing and makeup parties were then resigned to
raiding my mother's closets when they would be out for
extended periods of time. I would sneak into her closet and
raid her lipsticks and nail polishes for a brief thrill.
Several times I was almost caught.
It was about the age of twelve when I first realized I
could go out and pass on Halloween as a girl. I went to
several parties as a girl and everyone just thought it was
a blast how "cute" I was. This wonderful realization would
be short lived as the hormones namely testosterone kicked
my male development into high gear. I was soon developing
into a man's man.
This development was only on the outside. On the inside I
was still a very feminine person. The upside is I was
turning into a fine looking young man the downside however
is my possibility of ever truly passing was becoming
evident. Genetically I was split with my parents. Got my
masculine features from my father's side and my facial
features however was very much my mother's. So when made up
my face was still very pretty. Genetics really suck! They
can be such a cruel joke indeed on some very confused
children.
Needless to say my fantasy quickly became just that,
fantasies. Occasional make up sessions as I quickly
surpassed my mother's clothing and then had none to try on
any more. And as I got older I was too embarrassed to go
out and purchase my own for fear of discovery. Anything
deviant from the typical hetero lifestyle was not an
acceptable behavior and serious repercussions could occur
from an alternative lifestyle. Like DEATH!
For all intensive purposes my desires came to a screeching
halt with the exception of constant masturbation fantasies.
My cross-dressing resurfaced believe it or not after I got
married. Let's fast-forward a few years to age 21.We had a
few too many beers and my wife was very horny. She pulled
her cosmetics case out and brought it to the living room
and told me she wanted to try something she had wanted to
do for some time. I just figured she bought some new
lipstick or something and paid her no mind. That's when she
grabbed a hold of my face and turned it to her and told me
to make my lips like I was going to kiss her. I of course
put on the macho man front and told her she wasn't going to
put that stuff on me. She then told me if I let her do this
I would be rewarded in a big way!
So I pretended to not be excited about this opportunity.
She carefully applied some lipstick and put on some
eyeliner, eye shadow mascara. Then a little rouge and even
went as far as painting my nails. I was hard as a rock!
Little did she know I was as excited as a schoolgirl with a
crush. She was amazed at how pretty my face was. She told
me it was a real shame that such a pretty face was on such
a manly body. You see I am 6'1" and weigh about 270 lbs.
Yes from an outward appearance I am all man.
That is when she glanced down at my shorts and noticed the
pop tent that was now there. A very sly and devious grin
came over her face. She said I see you like what I have
done to you as well. How could I dent it now?
My body had betrayed me and showed the obvious excitement.
She then started a barrage of questions and pressure about
my fantasies. My face went scarlet red as I was thinking of
my childhood and all the times I masturbated over just such
thoughts. Renee is now volunteering stuff as I am simply
stalling till I can come up with something other than the
truth. As her enthusiasm was building and she was assuming
she was right all the time I took a chance and figured I
had nothing to lose.
I am sitting here all dolled up and my wife is having a big
old time from it. I went for broke and told her my life
long desires. About my childhood and the events that led to
this day and the true reason for the wet stain now growing
from precum in my shorts.
She told me she was excited as this was going to open so
many doors for us. I really wasn't sure what she was
getting at but to know the woman I loved was as excited
about dressing me as I was to be dressed was more than I
could ever hope for!
Little did I know my fantasy unlocked a fantasy of hers she
had for a long time to dominate her man. She wanted to use
me as her sex toy and totally control certain aspects in
the bedroom. I would not find this out for another week.
That night before the makeup came off we had some of the
best sex I had ever had up to that point. I thought I was
going to explode that night.
Both of our faces made up, lipsticks smearing together
sliding over one another effortlessly. The slight smell of
perfume that cosmetics have was utterly intoxicating as
that scent filled my nasal cavity. She had never been so
wet before either. She was literally dripping wet. She said
it felt as though she was making love to a woman with a
strap on, and she liked it!
This was the start of a very incredible journey that has
lasted 12 glorious years so far. She also told me that
night that she was already making plans in her head for
next week.
(To be continued)
Madison
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