Ingrid Willem and Jan Happy or Unhappy End
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From as far back as I can remember I have always loved female clothing.
When I was only 5 I would sneak into my mom's room and take her underwear
and pantyhose to put on, and I was in Heaven. When I was a kid my mom
found it impossible to find clothing that I actually liked, because I
hated the feeling of it on me, it was rough and not pretty; nothing like
the times I wore my mom's clothing. I could have worn my girly clothing
without complaining about how it felt, except for maybe to complain that
it felt too good to have on. It got to the point where I really wanted to
know what being a girl was like, so I began to try my mom's makeup on
along with the clothing and I was ecstatic, my body felt great. I even
asked my mom for a Barbie under the guise that I was curious about why
girls liked them, but I really liked my Barbie doll, once I had her. By
the time I was 9 I made a grave mistake and was putting on some stockings
when suddenly my mom came in and just imagine, her surprise and my
embarrassment. My mom was surprised and talked to me for a bit, she
thought I was doing this because I was trying to be closer to her, but I
just wanted to drop the topic and forget what had happened.
Years later when I was 13 I rediscovered my love for cross-dressing, I
took some of my mom's panty and pantyhose and anything I could get my
hands on and look forward to night time and times when mom would be out
of the house. I still loved the feeling of the clothes against my skin,
and just as before I still much preferred female clothing to my gross
male clothing. In fact the first time I ever climaxed was when I was
wearing a corset, garter belt and stockings. Still though, under threat
of being discovered I stopped once again. This would not last long
though, at 15 I began again, so much that I dared to wear a pair of
panties an entire day at school when we went on a field trip, and the
feeling was wonderful, even if they were way tighter than boxers, I would
switch to them in a heart-beat if I could. I also played as a woman in an
online game pleasing men and loved it, teasing and flirting with men felt
so natural. I began to get careless and eventually my mom found out
again, but this time she thought it was a fetish. Like last time I nodded
and wanted to forget all about it, and this time it would last until I
was 18.
When I was 18 I went to college, and throughout my entire college
carrier, I delved deeper into cross-dressing as a whole, I began to
create a female wardrobe, which I am ashamed to admit came from the
laundry room; when nobody was looking but I stole some pieces of clothing
I liked, tights, thongs, and clothing of girls my age. By this point
though my interests went far beyond wanting to wear female clothing,
putting makeup on and looking pretty. I began to look at different
websites and came across feminization, hypnosis, and magic, websites. I
downloaded hypnosis recordings listened, which seemed to work, because
the recordings I got supposedly where to create interest in the same sex
and desire to dress more as a girl, I took every chance I could to dress
up and started to find my male friends to be good looking, but the big
surprise came when I realized that when I was looking for good porn
videos, and I was searching for big cocks rather than how good the women
looked. At the same time by the time I got up enough courage to go to a
sex shop and bought a big dildo, and since then stopped masturbating by
using my hands on my penis. The day I used the dildo first was
exhilarating, I felt a way better orgasm than any time before.
Nothing ever came of this though during my time in college, except for my
growing desire to be a woman full time. Porn no longer held the same
enjoyment, I now wished I was the girl in the video rather than the guy.
So I searched the internet with tags like magic +feminization +cross-
dressing +dating, I eventually came across a very interesting website, a
magical feminization dating website. It was a dating website like any
other, but underneath it was magical. I signed up for the website
thinking it would be fun, I wrote that all I wanted was for a male or
female master to help turn me into the woman I dreamed of being. Nothing
happened for a while but one day when I checked my email, I noticed I had
a response from someone finally. It said simply, "From this moment on if
your wish is to be mine. I will make your dreams come true."
The sender was anonymous for the moment, but I was intrigued and
responded saying I would do as he or she asked. Sometime after I received
another message asking me to start wearing female underwear only and rid
myself of male underwear, which with some difficulty I did. Slowly the
orders would become more like, shaving my legs, and thinking only of men
and not women. As I carried out the orders I began to notice that I loved
these changes and welcomed them, but at the same time this scared me. The
changes taking place within myself were startling. I shrugged my doubts
aside, waited for further instruction with growing anticipation. As the
time passed my master revealed to me that she was my mistress and that
she would like to meet me. My heart was racing, I did not know whether it
was a safe thing to do, to go and meet someone whom may be harmful but I
didn't care, I had come so far following and waiting for her every word
that I needed to meet her.
I drove to my mistress's place, when she opened the door I was stunned
and lost my ability to speak, she was vastly more beautiful than any
woman I had ever seen. I was so taken aback by her beauty that she had to
lead me in because I could not think, I had already fallen to her spell
and She would be thinking for me. All I remember was that She offered me
something to drink, then demanded that I begin to worship Her as She
asks, and soon I was on the floor worshipping Her feet, Her toes, Her
long slender legs and thighs, just the thought of them intoxicating. As I
worshipped Her my own legs and feet began to tingle and felt as if they
were changing. Time passed quickly and soon I was on my way out when my
Goddess told me to carefully manicure my cute toes and that shaving would
no longer be necessary as She had gifted me with new legs. I was unsure
what She meant but it did not matter the feel of my feminine legs in my
pantyhose and look of my pink toenails in my pumps was elating.
The following morning I awoke to the feel of my new gorgeous legs rubbing
against each other giving me a great sensation. I felt wonderful and
could not wait till my Goddess would contact me again. In what felt like
forever though I was soon in Her presence again and my memory of the time
spent with Her is as hazy as before. Like before I drank what She gave me
with great pleasure and soon I was worshipping Her slender gorgeous hands
and arms and up to Her shoulders and neck.
This time though I do not remember how it is I got home or even talking
to Her before leaving, but I knew I had seen Her because my the mirror
reflected back to me that my shoulder and other features had changed
again. It seemed that keeping my desires and training of my Goddess a
secret would become harder now but it did not matter, anything for my
Goddess. I avoided eating with anyone to keep them from seeing me, and so
my friends and family thought something was wrong with me. After sometime
my long awaited visit to my Goddess came, She ordered me to worship the
remaining parts of her body, but making sure to keep away from Her
vagina, and breasts. I was only allowed to worship Her plump butt, Her
child bearing hips and waist. Her torso, Her long slender hair, and Her
face that had captured me since I first saw it. I was in Heaven nothing
could compare to the electric feel all over my body as I worshipped Her,
my whole body was changing and soon ....
I awoke in my bed. Got up and saw a beautiful girl staring back at me.
She was possibly about 18 years old, I opened my mouth to ask who she was
but a cute sensuous came out, and I realized that that girl was me. I had
to leave! There is no way I could explain this to my mom and friends, but
where could I go! I was frightened and tears began streaming down my
face. Until, my computer turned on showing me I had a new message from my
Goddess. It read, "I will take care of you, leave everything behind and
live with me." I began to cry even harder, the thought of living with my
Goddess was the best thing I could have had happen to me. I needed Her so
much.
A couple hours after I ran away from home and arrived at my new home.
This meeting was different, She hugged me as I fell in Her arms in tears
of happiness She said, "Welcome home, do not worry now, Mother will
always take care of you." I was so happy, I happily drank what She gave
me again, and proceed to worship the last parts remaining to be
worshipped. Soon she was tucking me into bed and kissed me goodnight,
"Tomorrow my dear you will truly be my daughter and be the woman you have
always been. Mommy will give you what you want and need." I woke up the
next morning and saw my bright pink new room, and it was exactly what I
had hope for my entire life, posters of cute boys, my soft satin sheets,
a big mirror with a seat and place to do my makeup, a big closet full of
shoes and dresses and my dresser full of my favorite lingerie. As I
walked around my room the weight on my chests and lack of anything in
between my thighs was beyond anything I had expected I loved my Mommy for
giving me exactly what I had been wanting my whole life. I ran out and
gave Mommy a big hug. "Are you happy dear?" I could only smile and hug
Her, I knew she would always take care of me and my desires.
To be continued...
Vera
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