Denises Tale 1
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To my sisters and the others that are reading this story, I have resumed
writing mostly due to the works of "stacyinlove", who has inspired me by
her wonderful words. She is a true angel.
I wanted to share an experience in my life that was wonderful to enjoy,
but painful in some ways. My ex-wife had chosen to visit me in my new
home, half-way across the country, and spend time as girlfriends. Yes,
ex-wife; and we are going to spend time as girlfriends. You know what I
am (this is Fictionmania, after all!). I hope you all enjoy this story,
which is true.
But, like most of the girls I know, we have a history that got us to the
point I am now. I tried to keep the usual stuff to a minimum....
Like everyone else, my desires started early in life; I would wear my
sisters clothes until I had to progress to my mom's things. I took a
few "sick days" from school so I could indulge in my passion. I was
caught the first time wearing my sister's slip; my dad freaked out, but
my mom was more understanding. The subject was never brought up during
my growing up again. I am sure that my mom knew I continued dressing,
but nothing was ever said. I also was very careful to not get caught by
anyone again; I felt so alienated by my desires. Little did I know that
the world was full of "girls" like me dealing with the same issues!
Time went on, and with the purchases and purges over the years, I must
have spent my retirement on clothes and accessories. Relationships came
and went, mostly "went" when they found out my "secret". I had more
than one woman threaten to inform the world about what I was, and
actually did have one do that too many of my friends and to my family; a
most embarrassing thing. I did find a few women who were interested in
my lifestyle, but most never wanted to be more than friends. One of
them did teach me some valuable lessons...
Dianne hated body hair; she kept herself totally smooth daily. She
hated facial hair also and soon had me get rid of the fa?ade I had as a
"man". Shortly after, I was keeping my body smoother also with her
encouragement. I was rewarded with the most wonderful loving when I
complied....
Smooth, hairless skin turned to more feminine things; I was soon going
to her stylist rather than my barber. My hair was soon lightened and
later highlighted with very subtle colors. I had facials every month
and learned how to take care of my skin. I was now very soft and
smooth; the ultimate girl's dream!
I had been shaving between my brows for some time; I hated the unibrow
look. One night, Diane was cleaning up her brows, and saw the stubble
from my shaving. She turned to me with her tweezers and started pulling
hairs out; saying they would not grow back as fast. Even with the pain,
I was immediately hooked on plucking.
I let her pluck that night to her hearts' content. I was hooked! She
had shaped me very closely to my "shaved" look, but it was so much
nicer. She informed me that they would not grow back quite so fast and
would look less noticeable. She had also removed a few stray hairs,
making my face cleaner and better framed.
The next month, Diane and I were on vacation, and had completed our
daily rituals. We had gone to dinner and had more than a few drinks and
were back at our room for the night. She began painting her toes as I
was watching. When she was done, the alcohol took over and she said,
"It's time to do yours; you seem to be enjoying what I am doing, I want
to make you pretty!" She then painted my toes in the same pink she was
using. Not missing a beat, she took my hands and painted my nails as
well. I am totally freaked out, but she was just starting with me!
She reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of Tweezerman tweezers
(the pink ones); I bought and brought these just for you, honey! You
are going to be pretty tonight Denise! I was in heaven at that point;
since she had first plucked me, I had thought of very little else. It
was addictive!
Whether it was the alcohol, or her intention, she made true on her
promise to make me pretty! One by one, the hairs were pulled from above
my eyes. I went from "bushy" to butch, to neutral. Diane didn't stop!
She would do one brow, and then show me it in the mirror, asking what I
thought. Each time I was further from being a male ever again. She
would then start on the other brow, but it was always thinner and more
arched, requiring more attention to the other.
After the vacation, the feminization continued, even though I had to
maintain my male persona as much as possible. My skin stayed smooth,
hair longer and highlighted; my toes were kept painted. Toe rings were
added, followed by a pretty ankle bracelet. I washed in perfumed soaps,
and was even introduced to my own scent, Curve at nights and weekends.
I soon learned to live with my circumstances, and actually desired more.
Diane and I became closer, as girlfriends. She began to share fantasies
about men and soon had me desiring to experience the hard touch of a
man. Soon after, a dildo was added to our lives. I learned to take the
life-like toy orally and desired more, which she encouraged. Weeks
later a strap-on was added to our lives; she took a much more aggressive
role in our love life. In addition to the different toys and sexual
changes in our life, I became more feminine, both in looks as well as
desires. She constantly kept my desires to experience a male in my
mind. Then the bomb hit......I was too feminine for her; she needed a
man...
She left me for a man and I was destroyed! Even though that relationship
didn't last, she had opened Pandora's Box. My desires didn't change,
and I had loved all the things she had done for me.
Months later.........
I had moved across the country to start over. I needed to get away; I
wasn't sure what I needed or wanted, but I knew I couldn't find it where
I was. Life went on in my new location; I made new friends over time
and loved where I was at; the climate was good and I finally had an
opportunity to be the person I wanted to be.....
Then one day, out of the blue, the phone rang....
"Hey Denise, this is Diane." I was floored! "I am going to be there
next week and was wondering if we could get together for drinks?"
WOW! "That would be great, let me know when you arrive."
"I was hoping I could stay at your place, that way we could enjoy time
together as 'girlfriends'," she replied.
She arrived to my "girl" kiss. I was floored to see her; she had
plucked her brows to an ultra thin, radical shape. She looked more
feminine than ever! We went to my house and I opened a bottle of wine
from a local winery, and poured her and me a glass. We finished that
bottle and opened the 2nd bottle.
We were half-way through it when she stated, "You are still the little
femme I divorced, aren't you? Do you still like being treated like a
woman? That's not a bad thing, but do you still enjoy it?"
I couldn't deny it; I did love being treated like a woman, even though I
was now just an effeminate male. "I love being a girl every chance I
get; thanks for noticing, and thanks for teaching me how nice it is to
be feminine," I replied.
"You haven't seen anything yet, Denise. Remember how you loved your
brows shaped back in Seattle? Do you see how mine are?" (They were
radically changed; reduced to nothing more that little lines, similar to
Pam Anderson. They were perfect for her small size and ultimate
feminine face). Are you ready for a REAL change? I couldn't do it as
your wife, but now, as a girlfriend......no more reason to hold back!"
I couldn't speak; I was so shocked and happy, but my eyes and body
answered her questions. She took my hand and gave me an evil smile.
I was told to lie on the bed; both hands were secured to the posts with
scarves, something we had always enjoyed when we were together; I
trusted her not to do anything "crazy"... "Are you ready, Denise? Are
you sure? Too late....you are mine!" She started on my face with the
same evil smile.
Hair after hair was removed from my brows; they went from androgynous to
ultimate feminine... I was being feminized to the ultimate from a woman
that wouldn't do it a year ago. When she was done, my brows were just a
few hairs thick, just like hers. She had to use a brow pencil just to
fill them in and look "normal".....no more going back to male for
several weeks because of how I look...she laughed and said it was about
time we were on the same level! "Now you have your fantasy, Denise, and
I can enjoy my girlfriend, not a sissy ex-husband."
We then went through my clothes (had at least as many Denise clothes as
male), and she picked out a casual outfit of shorts and a cute tee, with
matching lingerie. I had the perfect 2" wedge sandals to go with the
outfit that matched the top! After I dressed, she did my hair (it was
highlighted a month earlier in anticipation of her arrival) in a cute,
"spiked" look. I did my makeup with her constant recommendations and
corrections (she always was in charge of these things. It turned out
rather well; I looked like any other tall woman in public.
We were finally done with the transformation, I felt and looked very
feminine! I couldn't believe how nice it was to have a friend there to
guide me through this process; it makes a huge difference to have
someone critique and assist in what a girl does to be presentable!
Diane was the ultimate coach due to her ultimate femininity and desire
to have a good time in whatever she did. She was making this a
wonderful night with all that she had done!
?Denise, I didn't travel half way across the country to indulge in your
desires; we need to go out and see the town; and to be seen! You look
so pretty, you could blend in anywhere. You have done it before;
remember Seattle, San Francisco, Denver, Reno and all the others? This
is a walk in the park for you now, let's just go out and see the town!"
She was right; I did need to take her out somewhere to thank her for all
she had done for, and to me!
"I'm hungry and in the mood for a burger. Got a good local joint around
here? And, no drive-through for us, girl; we need to see and be seen!
After that, let's go to that mall you keep telling me about. It's the
weekend and you always tell me how many people are there in the evening.
It will be fun to just window shop and see the locals. We haven't
shopped together for a couple of years; remember how much fun we used to
have shopping together?"
She was right, and there was a good local burger and fries chain close
to my house (well, not too close, I couldn't risk running into the few
people that I had come to know in the community). We grabbed our purses
and headed out the door for a fun night.
Maybe more later.....let me know
Mei
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