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The Making Of Carlotta free porn video
Creating Carlotta - a glamorous, horny she male
After many years of dressing and living part time I had reached that
age were to be a girl was so overwhelming that I knew I must once and
for all find my true self.
I had decided to live as a woman - a delicious creature with a
difference!
I had begun the painful process of electrolysis years before and had
a smooth face.
I grew my hair out and had it bleached white and cut into a sexy
girly cut around my face and high up on my neck. Then I went to the
beauticians to have my nails and eyebrows done.
I had been on hormones for the last few years and had small breasts
and prominent nipples, my cock was a little slow to work after this
chemical onslaught, but the change in my body was well worth it. I
did not know what to do with it, but I loved the look of it under my
girlish body. I had my lips plumped up with an injectable cosmetic
filler and had decided to have whatever cosmetic surgery I might need!
Breast implants were planned for later in the year, a big and
obvious step, still a girl needs her figure.
The make-up artists were all drag queens themselves and they
shrieked with delight when I told them what I wanted to undertake.
The 'girls' sat me down and began to pluck my eyebrows into a fine
arch, each twinge of pain a wonderful thrill. "It really opens your
eyes up," they cooed!!
They dyed my own lashes blue black and talked me into having dark
eyeliner semi permanent tattooed above and below my eyes. This was
crossing into they point of no return, I could not greet the world
after this as a man - Carlotta was both alarmed and thrilled at this
prospect - her nipples twinged at this thought and even her cock
stirred as the 'girls' began the tattoo process injecting the pigment
into my eyelids.
"We can give you some botox now honey to relax those little creases
and give you a rounder girls face?" "Of course you can," I said...
Meanwhile the nail technicians began to attach long acrylic nails to
my own and once settled they painted them a deep red - my hands
looked stunning.
I could not see my face yet but I knew from the look on the
beauticians face that I was different.
My ears had been pierced and I always wore large hoop earrings.
"Come on Carlotta," they urged. "Lets try the new semi permanent
false eyelashes go the whole way love." They unfurled long thick
black lashes and began to apply a special glue that could only be
removed with a special solvent that the salon kept. These were
expertly lowered onto my eyelids, pushed into place - I was told to
keep my eyes closed until the glue set.
'OK' I thought I would just wear dark glasses during the day - very
mysterious!!
Then I was aware of the thick curve of them when I finally opened my
eyes! It was though I swept the air before me as I blinked.
"Oh you're such a slut," they screamed!
Breathless with anticipation I was handed a mirror and gasped at the
face reflected back at me.
It was a sexy, somewhat sluttish looking but very glamorous woman.
My eyes looked stunning-dark and mysterious - thin arched eyebrows
over thick false eyelashes - dark eyeliner dramatically altering
their appearance.
My lips - also tattooed into a dark red pout - glistened under the
bright red shiny lipstick - they had been plumped up even further
into the fashionable "bee stung" look!
The 'girl' danced around me -hugging and kissing me. "Welcome into
the wonderful world of the she male," they shrieked. I dressed in my
skin tight mini dress and slipped my smooth legs into my 4" heels.
Strutting with renewed confidence I sashayed out through the front
door-the staff clapping and wolf whistling me as I left.
So here I was after all these years tottering on stiletto heels in a
short mini dress the breeze blowing around my bum my short blonde
hair and new glamour looks attracting lots of attention!
A car slowed the cheeky boys ogling me before whistling loudly and
tooting the horn then speeding off - if only they knew my little
secret tucked away safely under my panties! I walked slowly into the
cool night air and knew for the first time that I was as I was meant
to be!
Oh why did I wait so long!!
I returned to my apartment and tore my entire male clothes from the
wardrobe - everything were to be disposed of except my girls'
clothes. I all ready had an impressive collection of revealing tops,
short mini skirts and dresses. Fabulous underwear and stockings along
with pretty sandals and high-heeled mules sat waiting for me to slip
over my new girls body and onto her pretty feet.
The entire apartment was redecorated - soft pinks and dramatic rose
magenta with thick puddled curtains, gilded mirrors and plump French
empire soft furnishings.
I kept one room just off the hall for my special interests -
carefully locked and sound insulated. It contained my 'tools of
trade' you might say. An assortment of leather masks, ball gags and
handcuffs along with whips and a frame attached to the wall. A long
leopard skin covered couch placed in front of this restraint frame
would allow me to pose before my new clients.
I wanted to earn a living as a leather queen - sex without the messy
bits!!
Clothing and shoes would be everything.
I bought a tight black leather corset and began to wear it most of
the time. I had my penis pierced and a large ring inserted through
it. "A Prince Albert," the heavily tattooed girl told me as she
slipped it through the eye of my penis. "Very popular, kitten," she
said as she bent down and kissed the knob ever so gently.
"Sorry love," she blurted out. I scarcely cared. "I just find you
such a turn on and I love piercing." Leaning forward I held her face
gently and kissed her mouth - our hands hungrily exploring each
other's bodies. She murmured as she found my small firm breasts.
I stroked her clitoris with my long painted nails and she came
quickly before collapsing into my arms.
I had never imagined lovemaking could be so wonderful.
I ordered patent leather heels in black and red and had leopard
skin mules to wear at home. With my first client I wore thigh high
boots, my corset and a teased platinum wig. I looked very draggy when
I put on my thickest false eyelashes over my already attached ones.
He was clearly excited as I opened the door.
Firstly I put a leather hood over his head and snapped the padlock
closed.
"Hi gorgeous," he blurted as I licked my tongue over the quivering
knob of his dick.
It dribbled cum just at the thought of me arousing him.
Well baby we have all night if you can cope that is," as I slipped
the handcuffs over his wrists and pushed him back onto the bondage
frame.
I began to strut in front of him - tapered brown legs in tight
shining boots - my small breasts straining inside my corset - it felt
so right.
I liked him very much so I opened my nickers and stroked my penis
into life. I held it firmly, my red nails looking strangely
incongruous around it. I began to pull myself tweaking my aroused
nipples as I fluttered my thick false lashes and pouted painted lips,
I was good at this!
I squirted a small amount of cum to my surprise and then bent down
to put his quivering cock into my waiting mouth.
I sucked deep onto his penis it felt firm and smooth between my
lips - I wrapped my painted lips around it and drew it deep into my
throat coaxing it in and out ...
He groaned in ecstasy as I felt the hot rush of his cum - I greedily
swallowed it savoring the slippery bitter taste.
"Hmm baby, let me tie you down whilst I think about your next
treat!!!" I said.
The months flew by - each day a delight of waking up in this new
life - the mirror revealing this new woman each time I looked -
before long I could not remember the boy's face - it seemed the
pretty blond with her dark flashing eyes had been there all the time!!
It was time to descend deeper into the new me - The clinic was a day
procedure only - I dressed down of course - the doctor showed me a
variety of implants!! I resisted the double Ds' and chose a C cup
holding the slippery implant in my hand - my new womanhood! "Very
wise of you," he said, "give yourself some time to get used to them
Ms Carlotta."
I relaxed into the drug - induced sleep and woke to find firm
bandaging and slightly sore but wonderfully enlarged mounds sitting
firmly on my chest. "Now leave, then be careful for a few weeks - no
rough stuff," he ordered.
It was as tough - he had sensed my other self so as I left, I
discreetly slipped my business card into his hands.
"Thank you Doctor you do know how to make a girl very happy," I
whispered and left the surgery. I knew I would soon see his handsome
face at my door and feel his hands on the labor of love that were my
new boobs!
As my business grew, it occurred to me that many of my clients
really wanted to be girls - just like me. Who could blame the poor
loves! One boy in particular liked me to dress him up and have him
act as my 'assistant' on occasions. One weekend I said to him, "I can
help you pet realize your dreams!
"Oh would you Mistress; I would love that more than anything in the
whole world."
"Well," I said, "come back in two months, arrange for leave or leave
your job and tell your friends you are going away for a bit." I
winked a sweeping false eyelash wink and he blushed with
understanding. "But my love you must lose weight down to a skinny 70
kilos for my corsets to work on you and get down to my clinic for
laser treatment on your beard - we want it gone!! Do you
understand?" He flushed with excitement as I kissed him and whispered
into his ear, "You will be a delicious girl when I am finished with
you."
The time passed quickly and within two months a much reduced and
smooth faced convert tapped gingerly on my door. I greeted him as
always in corset, fishnets and wicked heels. "As you said Mistress,
here I am smooth faced and starved to 70 kilos," he cooed
anticipating my pleasure.
"Well my love, we don't have a moment to lose. You must trust me
completely - when we are finished you will be totally transformed and
you will love the new you," I said.
"I would trust you with my life Mistress," he cried. "This will be
the end of the old and the beginning of a new life," I whispered.
I led him too my bathroom and ran a hot bath - after he had soaked
for a while I shaved his legs smooth and then his arms. We applied a
depilatory cream to his chest and underarms and before long he was
pink and smooth all over.
I carefully painted his toenails the same wicked red that I always
wore. "A girl must always have pretty painted toes, my love," I
reminded him.
I then applied false nails to his fingertips using particularly
strong glue the salon provided me; they could do the ongoing
maintenance. When the nails had set I again applied three coats of
the red. As they dried I said, "Hard work being a girl," I sighed.
He was too enthralled to agree. Then came the work on his face. "As
you have thin boy's hair can I shave your head smooth for the wigs
that you will need to wear," I enquired.
"Anything you like," he advised. I buzzed his hair down short with
my clippers then shaved his head smooth. "I can actually attach a wig
with a special adhesive if you like," I said. He seemed thrilled at
the prospect.
The day progressed and by lunch-time he had had his eyebrows plucked
into the same fine arch as mine and I had dyed his eyelashes blue
black. I punched two holes into his ear lobes and placed sleepers in
them.
"You must clean these and rotate the sleepers before we can hang the
hoops you wanted."
"OK love lets paint you," I ordered, kissing him gently before
starting. He was such a sweet boy and I knew we would be more than
just mistress and slave especially when he was a gorgeous she-male!!
I smoothed cover foundation over his face and brushed it smooth with
powder. Then I highlighted his cheek-bones and applied darker color
as a contour and blusher to finish the look. I then pencilled in his
lips and applied a bright shiny lipstick. I mascared his lashes and
applied dark eye color and black eyeliner on the top and bottom edges
of his eyelids. He looked fucking gorgeous and I began to get real
pleasure and a sexual thrill from the process - I bent down and
kissed his penis as he groaned in ecstasy.
I had already set the false eyelashes up and the glue was just right
as I carefully stuck them into position. "I think I love the look of
the painted face and the shaved head my girl," I exclaimed. "You may
look now at the new you if you like."
He swung around and screamed with delight. "Oh thank you darling,"
he cried, "You have made a dream come true."
"I think we will call you Trixie what do you think?"
"Oh yes Carlotta - I want to be your little Trixie - thank you so
much," he sighed.
"The pleasure is all mine," I assured him. "We must dress you now."
I had a set of silicone breast forms from before my operation so I
said he could have them. I applied the special body glue to them and
slipped them in place.
I then strapped him into a tight corset to give him some shape and
slid hip pads into his new knickers. We then fitted fishnets to the
garter straps on the corset. "Come here whilst I slip on your new
heels. This will take the most getting used to," I said, "but well
worth it."
He stood unsteady at first then cautiously stepped forward. "It's
heel first, then toe my love."
"How do the boobs feel?"
"I have bought you a red mini dress to wear, " I told him he then
slipped it over his new 'breasts' and squeezed it over his padded
hips.
You look so yummy," I assured him.
"Let me try some wigs," I urged. We agreed on a short spiky red wig -
the clients could enjoy some variety then - me as the slutty blond
and her new eager red head apprentice Trixi...
"I can apply this special body adhesive to keep the wig in place for
extended periods if you like?" I asked.
Trixie could not wait for me to apply the glue and then slip the
tight head band of the wig in place - we pulled it down firmly and I
said, "OK you hussy, don't touch it for a good 5 minutes to let the
glue set."
I poured us both a long flute of expensive champagne as I led my new
'girl' to the balcony to admire the setting sun. "I think I could
fall in love with you," I whispered as we kissed and touched each
other dragging long painted nails over our smooth bodies.
"I so want breasts as beautiful as yours," Trixie exclaimed. "Then
you could kiss them before we make love," she sighed. "Well my love,
it is a big step - you will need hormones for some time and then
implants if you really want large firm breasts like mine," I advised.
"Oh Carlotta when can I start?" she cried.
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