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The Beginning Of A Great Week free porn video
My story? well its a doosey as some would say. The names have been
changed to protect the innocent, blah blah blah. Let's just cut to the
chase: I'm a 19 year old kid whos been interested in crossdressing /
transgenderism since I was about 11. Every chance I got I would dress up
in a pair of panties and prance around the house, (granted this is a
difficult task to perform when you still live at home and only happens
when my parents are away), but was still pretty great in my mind.
Anytime I had more than an hour of home alone time I'd go and borrow
whatever I could out of the hamper or closet or what not. I never got to
get my hands on any of my own femm clothes but thats ok because lucky
for me, I fit all of my mothers stuff. But all of that sneakin around
for mere hours at a time, that's nothing. This is a story of one of
those golden opportunities that only comes along every so often...and
this day I took it by the reigns.
Let's start at the beginning which was about a year ago. You could
assume that I was thrilled when my parents, whom never really leave the
house for anything besides work, announced they were going on a week
vacation together, and I was going to be left home alone. Any other kid
my age would immediately have thought: PARTY. But no, I had other things
planned.
A month later they were on the road and I was putting the plan in
action. Luckily this was all during the summer and I had a flexible
enough job where I could get the same week off *grin grin*. So I would
have no interruptions. They departed on a Sunday and I had until the
following Saturday morning all to myself. Sunday afternoon they hit the
road around 1 pm and were enroute to Canada for night life, casinos,
waterfalls, whatever. Hey, they deserved it, they work their butts off
and dont get much fun. But as soon as that front door clicked and I
heard that car drive off I knew it was time to get movin. I locked every
door to the house, and shut every single blind, shade, window,
everything. The entire property was on lockdown. Then I decided to start
my "transformation".
I made my way into the bathroom and stripped down, started the tub and
grabbed a razor. Yes that's right, I was going there, a point of no
return... at least for a while but I figured I had enough time to grow
back / cover up. I proceded then to shave my legs, god that was an
adventure. I was very metticulous about the whole thing too. Made sure
to never miss a spot and surprisingly enough I did pretty darn good,
with hardly a nick. And very little blood.
At that point I started to get curious... I've gone this far, why stop
here? I then shaved my chest, nipple area, arms, shoulders / back, butt,
arm pits and even the ol' pubic area. I was a friggin naked mole rat and
actually felt noticably colder but god was it amazing. My skin was so
much more sensetive and rubbing everything together especially after a
little moisturizer? *delicious shudder*
Then came my face. Now, I'm not the manliest of men but I did get around
to gaining some stubble in my teen years and had to take care of it. Not
a major process, just got rid of a little goatee and my side burns and
we were in business. I'd never felt so smooth all over in my whole
life... well except for birth but I really dont remember that! Next I
sat down at my mothers vanity and took a long hard look at my face, and
my eyebrows bothered me. I didn't want to make a huge difference because
I wanted to be able to cover this all up and never have anyone find out
about my escapades but I was curious about brow shaping. so I grabbed
some tweezers and started to work. Very subtle reductions / shaping and
I really had something I liked. It added "sass" to my eyes but not
enough difference where I couldnt either pass it off or else it would be
back to normal very soon. Just right. Trust me I was really nervous
about doing it but I was so high on adrenaline at the moment I didn't
care anymore.
Well since I knew that I was going to be going through all this I
figured I'd make sure every field was covered so I let my nails grow for
a long time. By now they were probably a quarter inch past the ends of
my fingers. Nothing major, but enough to make me happy. Then I grabbed a
bottle of my moms nail polish, a real pretty deep red / burgundy shade.
2 coats on my fingers and 2 coats on my toes later, and my hands and
feet were beautiful. My heart has not stopped racing since I began and
it was far from slowing anytime soon.
I figured next I should finish up my face so over to the vanity I went.
Luckily my mother had enough makeup so that when she went away there
were still enough left overs for me to work with. I started with
foundation. Put a little on my fingers, sprinkled dots of it all over my
face. Then proceded to spread them and blend them into my skin with my
hands, picking up any little areas I might have missed. There, perfect,
I had a clear new complexion.
Next I figured a little bronzer to appropriate my skin tone a bit. Just
a tiny bit, to give me a healthy glow. A little blush on the cheeks and
near the eyes to give definition. Ohh this was looking great. Some deep
red lip liner just around the edges of my lips, to define them further
and make them look a little bigger. Then I went probably a little too
heavy on the bright pink high gloss lip color but I don't care, I had
gorgeous kissable lips now.
Finally the hard part, the eyes. I wanted those deep sexy, slutty smokey
eyes that the movie stars had but I had never done anything to this
extent before. Sure I'd played in the make up mirror before when I was a
little boy and no one was around but this...this was a whole new
adventure. I figured it'd be best to start with the eyeliner. I took the
little black pencil and started lightly around the edges.
Very scared I'd stab myself and go blind but I pressed on. Soon I became
brave and really went to town, darker and darker the edges got, coloring
as close to my eyeball as I could. There! that was it... perfect,
wonderful! I used a q-tip lightly to blend just a touch and stretch the
corners and bingo, I had these huge pretty eyes now! Next a little eye
shadow was in order, (dang I was gettin good at this!) a purple /
maroonish in color, I lightly dabbed around the eyelids then spread out
generously with a tissue.
Mmmm, I'm getting so turned on now, I look absolutely delicious.
Finally, mascara. I wished I had some fake lashes handy because I wanted
those huge femenine butterfly lashes, but I decided going heavy on
mascara was just as well. I painted that shit on baby! Haha, oh but it
was worth it, I didn't think it'd ever come off. My lashes extended out
and curved up at a steep angle. I didn't even recognize my own eyes...my
own face anymore. I was a beautiful girl. No, not with all this makeup,
I definitely resembled an older woman more than a young girl my age.
Wow this was intense man! I coudnt stop myself, I knew what I needed to
do next: body shaping. *squeal of delight* The concept turns me on so
much, the idea of molding myself like clay into the form I was destined
for, the form that makes men drool and girls jealous. A busty, curvy
womans form. I moved from the floor up. Well, the crotch up. I had to
*ahem* take care of an issue I was having with my penis but at the stage
I was in and the euphora I was feeling, that didn't take long.
When he finally calmed down I knew it was my chance. I took my balls and
squeezed them back up inside my groin, then pushed my penis back into
itself and pulling the foreskn around it holding it all back up inside
me. Then I decided to take some medical tape and tape it all in place.
Yes stupid, yes probalby immensely painful but I did it. I created a
pattern around all of my junk so that it would stay inside me but just
enough peeked out so that I could pee...sitting down of course. :-) I
created a puzzle for myself though, I couldnt masterbate anymore without
a lot of pain and aingst to get my wee wee free, nor could I really get
an erection now, so thats as close to true woman hood I could get!
Next I figured my waist/ hips were in order. And I was in luck! My mom
had one of those waist cincher / back support thing a majiggers with a
couple of extra shoulder paddy things around, (you'll have to excuse my
technical terms here). Needless to say I slipped it on. Tightening it as
much as I could I border lined being unable to breathe but I didn't
care. The clasps and laces and velcro were so tight but I had a flat
tummy, and a 29 inch waist with flaring hips and, after those pads were
strategically placed, round hips and a bubble butt *giggle. This was
turning out great.
Next I thougth I'd take a break and style my hair a bit. I wet it down
liberally with a towel and a comb, luckily I already have shoulder
length dirty blond hair so this would make things easy, better than a
wig. I then took a straightener and started to heat it up. Once it was
ready I went to it, gently stroking it through my mane. Curling the very
tips ever so slightly, then brushing the bangs to the side. A simple
style but it looks pretty on me.
Well I guess it was time for the cherry on top for my body, my favorite
part: the breasts! I wanted big ones since I could remember, never in my
life before have I desired implants more than this moment, but I didn't
have the $$ for it sooo we improvise! I fill some water balloons to
capacity, and I mean capacity. They were huge, probably a DD cup by my
estimate but that would fit my wide shouldered frame quite well.
I then proceed to use that same medical tape to tape my chest up,
pushing the fat on my chest together to make this gorgeous cleavage and
then taping it in place. Like a medical push up, lifts and pushed
together. Then I put on a bra from the hamper (a little small but thats
ok) and placed the balloons inside. Then laid on my back and got them
positioned right, held them in place and removed the bra. Then taped
them to my chest. Hey, don't judge this works!
All around the edges, liberal amounts of tape, with the "nipple" up
bbound to my skin like a badge of femeninity. They blend perfectly with
my natural shape and collar bone. I sit up slowly. They dangle and hold.
I stand up. They jiggle and hold. I jump, they bounce seductively and
show no sign of stress or bursting. Perfect :-D . I walk around a bit,
they reflect every bit of movement I take, just like a real breast.
God they're heavy! Oh I'm absolutely euphoric right now! This is what I
always wanted! To bend over to pick up MY bra and feel a weight tug on
my chest naturally and to be stuck like that! I put the bra on , which I
forgot to mention is a black lace trimmed underwire 38 d cup, backwards
then spin it around just like a normal girl would, pull the straps up,
shift it around and position the cups just right and boom! I'm a girl!
(or should I say boom boom ;-) My figure is now 38, 29, 36 and I
couldn't be happier.
Not quite done yet: next I needed to dress myself! A 'girl' cant run
around naked ALL the time! I walk upstairs to my parents room, tits
bouncing the whole way... I'll never get used to that! (But never stop
enjoying it either) I open up my moms closet, I could get in such
trouble for this.
I dig out a dress I've seen her wear a thousand times and I've wanted to
try a thousand times. It's this tight little brown cotton number, with a
cute little striped pattern sewn into the torso, form fit for my bust,
low cut v neck, very stretchy and hip hugging with a knee length loose
skirt. Just adorable. I throw that out on the bed. Then a pair of
tannish colored heels, probably about 3-4 inches, nothing spectacular
but femmy none theless.
A pair of nude stockings slide up my now hairless legs.....
ooooooooooooo.... wow, that was... mmm. A black garter belt I slip on
holds them in place. Then the matching black lacy / silky panties that
mach the bra go on. Sliding them slowly up my legs, enjoying every
delicious feeling they send me. They finally reach their destination, oh
god. They...fit...so well.
Without a package there to interrupt they are so comfortable around my
flat crotch and hug tightly around my padded hips and bottom. Ohh I'm
soo happy! I walk back to the bed, swaying my hips purposely and rubbing
my nylon clad legs together... ooh thats so yummy! I slip into the
shoes, well slip is an understatement. I struggle into the shoes,
they're really small on me but I force it. A little painful but worth
it! Then I pull the dress down over my head, it stretches and conforms
and molds to my body, I need to put effort to get it around my boobs,
those beautiful stress / stretch marks on the dress between my breasts
form. It slides down with some effort and compliments my curves
wonderfully. The skirt flares a bit at the hips. My legs look delicious
under it. I flip my hair out from the neck line like a real girl would.
I pull the dress into place and smooth out all the right places, it fits
like a dream thanks to all the shaping, id never have gotten this on
before. I pull the cute little short sleeves up into place and smooth
the skirt, the final touch.
I slowly walk to the mirror, the skirt swishing around my nylon clad
legs... oooooo.... the clak clak clak of the heels, EEE! The gentle sway
of my hips and butt, (involuntary) mmm... and the ba-bump ba-bump of my
huge breasts...delicious.... oh god....there I was.... no it couldn't
be...is that a mirror? Oh wow..... I'm ... hot! I don't look anything
like myself! I'm a beautiful voluptuous older woman now! My dream has
come true!!! Roughly 2 and a half hours of prep and im finished! The
week is now mine! Oh jesus I feel high right now! I spin around, my legs
are shapely, my ass and hips stick out, my waist is tiny, my tits
jiggle! Everything I could ask for! And no bulge in my crotch! Two big
ones on my chest granted but I looked so female it hurt.
Oh man I needed to calm myself down or I was going to flip out! I was
shaking all over due to excitement. I figured I needed to find a way to
chill out. I went back downstairs to see what good ideas I could come up
with. Hmmm.... too early in the day to raid the liquor cabinet... not
hungry, nap is out of the question... whats this? A pack of my mothers
cigarettes. What the hell, I don't smoke but I've pretty much
assimilated the rest of my mothers life, why not?
I pull one out and put it to my lips, I smell it already. I bring the
lighter up and light the tip, taking a drag as I do so, it blazes up and
I take my first long drag. Deep and hard. Hold it in and let it out. Mmm
thats a lot better than I thought it would be, this smoking thing aint
so bad! I continue smoking as I walk past another mirror, oh god I look
like her now, I look like my mom! This is too surreal. I let the smoke
come out my nose, blow it strong out my mouth, let it roll out my lips
like snoop dog hahaha. I think I could get used to this. I snub the butt
out and note the lip color on the end of it *giggle.
Ooh now what... I suppose I should make dinner. After all, I am the
woman, I belong in the kitchen! Hahahaah just kidding. I spend a little
time whipping up some spanish rice. That should be yummy. I enjoy
another cigarette while I cook. Almost trip a few times moving around on
those heels but I'm ok. It's weird to look down at a stove and have your
vision hindered by two large bumps. Anyways I finish up and sit down to
eat with a nice glass of wine. Can't eat much though with how tight this
thing around my waist is. But one glass of wine turns into two, then
into more, and I lost count. And let me tell you, crossdressing sober is
one thing, but cd drunk? wooooeeyy!! Clean up a bit and stay tipsy for a
while. It's quite nice to be honest. Watcha little tv, hang out, yeah I
know this part of the story is boring but I'm just enjoying living
female 100% ya know? All aspects. By now all the jiggles wiggles and
bounces are starting to feel natural.
Well it's getting late, I guess I should go to bed. I decide to leave my
makeup on, I'm tired and still kinda drunk. I pull off the dress and
toss it in the hamper. Off come the shoes the nylons and the garter
belt. I feel I should leave on the waist / hip / butt shaper just for
the sake of realism. I put my hair back in a pony tail, so cute! I then
reach around back and unclasp the bra, *boom I feel that drop feeling as
the weight is relieved from my shoulders.
I slide the straps off and the cups release my bosom. I have marks on my
shoulders from the straps, cool! Wow, it's nuts to have this tugging on
my chest like that. I bend over to the dresser drawers in my parents
room to fight a nightie, my boobs dangle and move just like the real
thing, if you cant tell I'm really impressed by the realism and natural
emulation of these so I highly reccomend the whole water balloon thing
to anyone thinking about trying it. I find a really cute pink sheer
flowery very girly nightgown.
As close to having nothing on as I could be, really this thing was like,
colored air around my skin. I look in the mirror, the lacy trim stops at
my mid thigh, it's cut to form to my ample bosom well, no sleeves, I can
see my panties right through it. gorgeous! I keep taking note of my
jiggling and what not as I pull the covers off my parents bed. Oh god
those silk sheets feel so good on my shaved legs. I lay back and get
comfy, I usually sleep on my tummy but I really cant with the twins now
can I !? Haha... I settle in on my back and feel my breasts flatten out
against my chest, mm nice feeling that weight pressing up there. Sleep
slowly takes me and I feel almost completely truly happy.
That's my first day, and what a day it was! More to come, to be
continued...
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