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Denise's Brows Chapter 2. Out in My Hometown
*This story is a continuation of my autobiographical story of
feminization. I have changed (or omitted) a few details for privacy. I
have also embellished parts of the story to make it more readable; but it
is based on my actual experiences. All portions of the feminization are
true....Please give me comments!
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My ex had traveled to see me, and carry out my "not-so-secret" desires to
my hearts' content, which she has done! Here I am in my new home, dressed
in a cute top and tight shorts. Even in the clothes I am wearing, nothing
stands out more than my super-thin, arched eyebrows; compliments of Dianne
and her talented tweezer skills. No male would ever have these feminine
wisps above their eyes! Yet, here I am; and I am going to look this way
for quite some time. No hiding something like this! I can wear long
sleeved shirts and pants to cover my smooth, hairless skin. I can wear
shoes to hide my pretty toenails. Makeup comes off, as does polish on
fingernails. But feminine eyebrows are there for the world to see!
With my 2" wedge sandals, I am taller and very noticeable. There are
girls taller than me, but we all attract attention anywhere we go. It's a
constant challenge to keep my shoulders back, chest out and confidence up.
Dianne is 110% female; she is feminine in every way. She had used her
talents to guide me through the makeup so my eyes looked huge and
sparkled. My features were made as feminine as possible without being
"overdone". With laser treatments and some ongoing electrolysis, my face
is becoming smoother, but with the makeup as it was, you cannot tell there
is a shadow below. All these things have made me more comfortable, but I
still get butterflies before going out.
I looked like her sister on growth hormones. Even in the difference in
height, we had essentially the same build. Her 34C breasts matched her
figure as did my 38C silicone forms; just a little too large to just blend
in with the crowd, but not outrageously large. They still always seen to
separate us from the average woman, and we do attract a lot of attention
no matter where we go!
As Denise, I usually preferred hoops or dangly earrings; wearing my posts
for everyday appearances. They were my subtle reminder that I was
feminine; to feel the extra weight of the hoops, or the soft touching of
the dangly earrings to my neck while I was dressed as Denise. I was
looking at my jewelry box; I had picked out toe rings, rings and a nice
ankle bracelet to match my necklace. I was looking at the earrings when
Dianne intervened. "Just wear the diamond posts; they are pretty on you".
I usually don't question her judgment, but I wasn't sure she was right
this time. "Trust me, everything will be fine; god, Denise, do I ever
lead you wrong?" I took out the posts and put them in. They were very
pretty, but I needed the reminder about who I was. Maybe I didn't need it
tonight...
She wanted to get burgers and then off to the mall. Thank god her tastes
in food were simple (it left more money for shopping); something we both
loved to do. We could shop every day; once, we spent over 4 hours in a
2nd hand store! We left with almost $50.00 in clothes, which were more
bags than we could carry out to the car in one trip! Funny thing, they
were all female...and most of them for me!
The door closed and locked behind us; time for the confidence check that
this was really happening. My appearance could not be better, especially
since the changes that Dianne performed to my face while being "tied up"
earlier in the day. Actually, tonight was going to be much easier than
explaining my dramatic brows to those I know and work with after this
evening was over with! I had dealt with these issues at previous jobs and
lived through it. Confidence, confidence...I was going to be fine; very
much more feminine, but fine.
Thank god the wine had worn off before we made our way from my home to
dinner. I chose a place I normally don't go to often, because of the
distance from my home. The burgers were always awesome, and the view from
the outdoor patio was to die for! It is on a lake, with the outdoor
dining area going out over the water. The sunsets there are breathtaking,
with wonderful pines, cypress and oaks surrounding the lake. We enjoyed a
wonderful dinner, just as she had asked for, and enjoyed the scenery;
talking about our past as girlfriends.
Things had not worked out for her as she had hoped with the man she had
left me for, but she knew what she wanted. I consoled her; I knew she
would someday find what she was searching for. In the meantime, we were
making the most of the time that we had! Our love was still there, just
different now. She wanted more than I could provide in a man; I wanted to
be the things she had taught me to become over the years we were together.
I can't thank her enough for teaching me how to be feminine! Our evening
couldn't have been better!
We ordered our food and enjoyed the evening; watching the sun travel to
the horizon. We enjoyed other things too; we both had noticed the
attention we were getting from the men there without partners (not to
mention the men trying to steal glances when their women weren't
watching). We quietly discussed the different men that were noticing us;
Dianne said they were all looking at me; yeah, whatever! She was
stunning, with her perfect face and hair. My height and her beauty DID
attract a lot of attention from all of those around us.
She kept asking me about which of the men I found hot; which ones would I
want to be with. I would point one or two out to her that appeared to be
attractive; she would show some to me. She would then point out something
I had failed to notice until now; the size of their bulges in their pants;
something every girl should notice. She was one step ahead of me again;
making sure that I learned new things. Once she had said that, I did
start to notice men's crotches and their buns as well. What am I doing?!
I never realized how hot a man could look in a pair of Dockers or tight
jeans, but now I find myself sneaking glances just like she was! I feel
like a meat lover who was forced to turn vegetarian in a meat market,
wanting to try every steak on the shelf. What is going on with me? Why
do they look so hot and sexy?
Thank god we had shopping to do; I was on male-watch overload; Dianne had
me checking out every ass and crotch attached to a male. And I was more
than happy to comply! I was not only going along; in my mind I wanted to
go further; to attract a man to me physically! I didn't realize how hot a
bulging crotch could be, even to a person that never considered a male as
hot. Am I gay? I always thought I wasn't, but here I am with male
crotches on my mind, and what I would do to them as a woman; they are
soooo hot!
My thoughts had not escaped the mind of Dianne; she gave me another one of
her evil smiles; this time with a knowing and understanding look at the
end. "You are really thinking as a woman now, aren't you?" I couldn't
deny what I was feeling; I was feeling fully female, wanting to feel a man
who knew what I was born as, but wanted to appreciate me as what I truly
was inside!
"You really do want a man, don't you? You have become one of us, Denise!"
I couldn't deny what she was saying; I DO want to enjoy a man who would
treat me as a female; I would reciprocate by making him the most
appreciated man in the world! He would be treated as the most important
male in the world for treating me as the most feminine woman in the world!
I can't believe that I am feeling these things, but it seems so natural
right now.
I was truly shaking as we left the place; I cannot believe how turned on I
was over the testosterone-enhanced creatures. God, I wanted to experience
more; to enjoy what I was seeing! How did this happen to me; why do I
feel so vulnerable and desirous of a strong male pushing himself against
me? I must gather my thoughts and focus on what is going on in the
present time; I am supposed to like women, yet my clitty is harder than it
has been for many months, seeing these gorgeous hunks! I want to
experience what a REAL MAN has to offer to me! I am glad we are leaving;
maybe I can get my mind back to normal, if I can figure out what "normal"
is!
We drove to the mall; I still had my mind on the hot guys at the lakeside
bar! I am a boy, a boy, a boy! Why am I so turned on by the guys I had
seen? Dianne was really messing with my mind! But, they are soooo hot!
I just close my eyes and can feel them next to me; touching me; treating
me as the feminine creature that I wish to be. What am I thinking? I
want to feel, touch and taste males; where am I going? I never thought I
would be thinking this way. How does she do this to me; how does she
guide my thoughts?
I had been to the mall thousands of times, but I was about to experience
it from a different perspective. This mall is one of the larger ones in
my area; it has the usual stores and kiosks. What makes it unique is that
it is away from the city, so all the people in the smaller towns use it.
It is close to 3 high schools and has a mega-screen theater, so it is wall
to wall people, of all ages, on the weekends. We should be able to blend
in, but I am still nervous.
Even though I live close to the mall, I work in a city several miles away.
I had little risk of seeing coworkers. I know few neighbors, and have
only lived in this part of the country for a couple of years, so running
into someone I knew was the least of my worries. So why do I feel like I
have a flashing sign on my back that says "look at me, I'm a
transvestite?" I can almost feel and hear my heart beating out of my
breast-form clad chest!
We park and walk toward the mall entrance. It took everything I had to
not turn and run, even though we had survived dinner without incident. We
made it through the door; I was once again on display to the world, with
my spiked hair, super arched and thin brows, and cute little sandals.
It's show time!
I wasn't mobbed by rednecks, I didn't have groups of teenagers pointing
and laughing. We were there and blending in! A couple of women out for a
night of shopping, just having a good time. We did the usual at
Spencer's; looking at everything we had seen a hundred times; went into VS
(god, I love that place) and left with an additional scent on my wrist.
We walked and talked, we window shopped until we had to go in and look
something that was just too cute to resist!
It was getting later, and the younger teens had already been picked up by
their parents; it was less crowded in the mall. I was truly just enjoying
the night out with Dianne, forgetting for the most part that I was out as
a woman! What a wonderful feeling, being out and relaxing in the role
that I love. We were having a great time; catching up on what has been
happening in our lives and enjoying things we used to do together; it was
just like old times.
We came to an accessory shop that sold jewelry, makeup, and other items
that appeal to younger girls. The stuff they sell is all costume, but
they have tons of stuff; one of the places you can find some pretty things
that are fun to wear! I noticed the sign as we walked in the door that
said free ear piercing with the purchase of a pair of earrings. Dianne
was looking at the hoops and dangling earrings and I joined her. There
were plenty of younger women and older teens in the store. We were
approached by a perky young clerk who seemed to bounce as she approached.
She had plenty of costume jewelry on; she obviously spent much of her
check buying the items they sold in her store! "Need any help tonight,
ladies?" she asked. "Not right now, but I'll let you know when I need
you" was Dianne's reply.
We found so many earrings that were cute, and we both picked out a couple
of pairs we liked. Dianne handed me a pair that matched my top perfectly!
They were almost 2 inches long, with sparkly turquoise and pink stones;
they were so pretty! "Would you like these, Denise? They would look so
pretty on you!" I had to agree, they were pretty, and for under $5.00 I
couldn't go wrong, so I decided to take them.
Dianne motioned for the perky clerk and she approached. "Can you pierce
her ears above the original holes using the posts she has in now?" Dianne
inquired. "Sure, as long as you are purchasing additional earrings, it
doesn't matter, the piercing is free." I stood there; unable to even
speak! No wonder Dianne had me wear the diamond posts; she had this
planned all the time. Now I would have a 2nd set of holes in each ear,
just like her! I should have known that she had a plan in place for me; I
just stared at her as she gave me another of her evil smiles...
I was directed to a chair in the corner of the store and removed my posts.
The clerk took them to sterilize them and cleaned my lobes. She marked
the location for the new holes. Here I am in full view of anyone who
cared to look, casually dressed as any other woman in the mall and
preparing to take another leap toward permanence in my femininity! I felt
as though I was on display; when I first had my ears pierced, it was in a
private booth at an upscale jewelry store. I guess that's the difference
between $5.00 and $600.00 earrings! Yet, here I am, ready to have it done
to me again; this time under the guidance of my sneaky ex-wife!
Pop, pop; it was done. Dianne had paid for our purchases while I received
my new additions, then came over and handed me the new earrings with a
huge grin on her face. "You like them, Denise? Just like mine!" I put
in the new dangling earrings; I loved the feel of them touching my neck!
I looked in the mirror; what a huge difference they made in my appearance!
With the sparkle of the diamond studs above the dangly shimmer of the new
earrings, no male would have the look I have. But, I really don't look
like a male now, nor do I feel like one.
"Ready to have some more fun, Denise? Let's go back to your place! I
just knew you were perfect as my girlfriend...much better than what you
pretended to be all those years. I should have done this years ago,
sweetie; but we have so much more to do! You are mine, girlfriend!"
More later....? Let me know!
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