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As soon as Keeko's car was turning the corner, my wife called out to me,
"She'd gone, sweetheart. You can come out now!"
My lovely mistress wasn't kidding when she said I could come out. I
could change back into my everyday outfit and abandon the masquerade I'd
been doing for the past week while her sister had stayed with us.
I couldn't wait as I slipped the baggy khakis down my smooth, hairless
legs and pulled the dress shirt and sweater vest off over my head. I
pulled off my racerback sports bra and shook my delightful A-cups free.
As I ran my fingers across them lovingly, I enjoyed how they felt as
they were freed from their confined space.
I took off the man's underwear and contemptuously took the padding out
of the front that simulated a well- endowed man. I certainly didn't need
to fool my wonderful mistress. I had lovingly sacrificed my testicles to
her in adoration last year. My empty sack had shrunk and my small penis
was content just to be tucked back between my legs inside my usual
bikini panties.
I chose a lovely, lacy pink thong and matching push-up bra. I pulled the
rubber band from my hair and freed up my rich shoulder length wavy locks
as I stood in front of the bedroom mirror brushing my thick mane. I
admired my thin frame and the slight curve from my narrowed waist to my
hairless hips.
As I set my brush down, I folded my underwear down to reveal my tiny
hairless boy-clit. I wiggled it a bit provocatively and inserted a pad
between my legs to keep my leaking under control. Depending upon what
plug my mistress inserted in my boy-pussy, my discharge would determine
how often the pad would be changed.
Even while my wife's sister stayed with us for the week, I still used my
enema bag three times a day. My mistress insisted I be as clean as
possible all the time. And disobedience was not the punishment I sought
out. I loved being disciplined but did not like surprises.
With Keeko gone, we could resume just what we loved the best. In my
mind, our relationship was perfect and I wouldn't change it for the
world.
I slipped on a pair of four-inch pink stilettos and turned to look at my
rear end. When my Mistress decided to up the ante, she had not been
kidding. While I was a natural A- cup through my estrogen, she wanted me
to have a proper waistline and beautiful rear end.
My mistress went me back to the same clinic that did all my other
surgeries. This time, I had hip and butt implants inserted. I was
surprised just how easy the recovery was.
The facial feminization surgery was much more difficult and took a lot
longer to recover from. Now my wide hips and bubble butt were so totally
visible with my lacy pink thong running a single strand of material
running through my beautiful crack.
I turned and sat down at my dressing table. I sadly looked down at my
plain, pared down nails. My mistress insisted that I disguise myself and
pretend to be a man for the duration of her sister's visit. I persevered
because I knew that my next salon visit would include a mani-pedi. I
wanted glossy pink nails to match my lingerie.
I took out the simple posts from my ears and starting inserting the
hoops and diamond studs. The flesh colored studs fooled no one but de-
emphasized my multiple piercings. When I was done my ears, I reinserted
my nose ring.
Fortunately, Mistreess had left my tongue ring intact and my nipple
rings had also remained. With all my jewelry back in place, I began my
makeup routine.
When I was done, I went into the family room to find my lovely mistress
waiting for me. She was also anxious to make up for lost time. She was
sitting in her favorite chair and had already spread a bath towel on top
of the seat. I saw that she placed a second towel on the floor at her
feet to help me clean up after my own discharge.
My lovely mistress wore nothing. The only thing she held was my largest
butt plug and the remote control.
I strutted over in my pumps and slipped them off. I crawled the last
four feet on my hands and knees and lovingly inserted my tongue
inbetween her legs. I worked on her for ten minutes and was pleased to
hear her yell loudly several times.
Finally, when my face was covered with her juices, she held the large
rubber plug out in front of my face. I lubricated it with a combination
of our love secretions until it was throughly covered. Then I stood and
turned around. I got down on all fours and made a point of lifting my
lovely bottom high into the air. As I backed up, I was rewarded with her
delicious tongue licking my boy-clit and my back pussy.
I moaned.
My mistress carefully inserted the massive plug in me as I inhaled. It
always seemed to amaze me how my rear had to stretch each time to
receive this gigantic plug. I knew it was all worth it. It was the same
size and diameter of her lover's enormous tool. While I couldn't say
Richard's name outloud, I knew that Sir must be coming by tonight.
I grinned when I thought how Mistress had done without sex for the
entire week that Keeko had been staying with us.
After the plug was securely lodged deep inside me, Mistress tested it's
vibrator. Naturally, she turned it up to the maximum setting and was
rewarded with hearing my involuntary moan as my boy-clit leaked
furiously into the towel beneath me.
With the plug vibrating and milking my prostrate, I was expected to
resume my ministrations to her lovely pussy.
When she finally pulled hard on my ears as a signal to stop, I felt her
turn off the vibrator in my ass. I breathed a sigh of relief as I turned
away and sat with my back between her thighs. I loved it when she gently
stroked my head and hair.
"I think my sister is starting to understand our changes."
I knew not to say anything until Mistress asked me a question.
"Yes, she noticed your facial differences and the longer length of your
hair. She asked me about it."
"I told her that you were doing a lot reading about the transgendered
experience. I told her you were contemplating transitioning."
"She told me that it seemed fitting since you had never been much of a
man anyway."
I felt the tears of joy streaming down my face and was thankful I had
used waterproof mascara this morning.
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- 29.09.2021
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