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Dream#1 - Episode 2 free porn video
As a transsexual woman, I have always dreamed of becoming a BBW (big
beautiful woman). Not a transsexual BBW, but a BBW just like any other
BBW.
I spent the first month of my transition cherishing every single moment
of the incredible adventure I was living. My daily ritual included taking
my three magical pills -oestrogen, progesterone, antiandrogen- something
I would do still naked straight after getting up from bed. Much in a
symbolic way, seeing myself in the nude in the mirror while performing
the single, most effective action towards my puberty helped put me in
close contact with my female essence.
My first week into transitioning went by with this indescribable feeling
of being in direct contact with a flow of cosmic energy that gives life
to all the women in the world. Then the first magic happened. My breasts
became round and budded out, with my nipples feeling incredibly
sensitive, almost painfully so. Even the lightest brushing on them would
cause something close to an electric shock. One night, when walking
around my house in just a neglig?, the brushing of the silk over my
nipples, my clitoris and my legs sent such shockwaves that I had to lie
down in bed, overwhelmed and drained by such female sensations!
But the real focus of such new sensations was definitely in my belly. The
oestrogenic diet I had been following prior to my puberty, together with
a severe gynecomastia had worked wonders. Following my desire to become a
BBW, I had also embarked in some light gaining. I now weighed 275lbs, and
had quite a protruding belly. I loved to think that, somehow, my belly
was the sign of my being somewhat pregnant. Pregnant with the love of a
man. That same night, at some point I stood up, went to the full-body
mirror of my wardrobe, took off my neglig? and held my belly in my hands.
As the hormones were still taking their time transferring fat deposits to
my hips and thighs, it still had a male shape, but I could feel the
inside was buzzing with new energy. Like a vortex churning on the inside,
spreading femininity to the whole of my body, and even to my mind,
softening my flesh, making it feel luscious and buttery, like the petals
of a rose.
I got carried away in my thoughts. In my dream, a tall, masculine stud
was holding me from the back, with his hands on my waist, kissing my neck
and my nipples. Gently, lovingly, like a man would do to his woman. I had
my hands on his, reveling in his strong, yet tender embrace. I must have
stood a good hour by the mirror, feeling his arms all around me. Next he
French-kissed me, for what must have seemed an eternity. It was then that
the dream ended, and I crashed in bed. I was the happiest woman in the
world.
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