luvembig
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We didn’t even discuss the situation until we returned from the mall.
We went to the bedroom and she undressed me and joined me in the shower. We soaped each other up but I noticed that she was touching me more like I was a woman than a man. I asked about the tampon but she put her finger to my lips and said, “in a minute.” We put on robes and sat on the bed.
She laid back and cuddled me to her. “how do you feel?” she asked. I think she knew I was about ready to explode with protests because she held me closer to reel me in. “Physically,” she whispered. “Be honest…get in touch with your feelings.”
I was honest with her and told her that I was not hurt. My throat was a little sore but instead of feeling pain in my bum, it actually felt really empty. The tampon helped fill me but I had an urge to be filled again. After prompting, I admitted that I did long to have daddy in my ass, and in my mouth. She moved around until she had her fingers on my string. “If I pull this out, daddy won’t be part of you any more.” How does it make you feel?”
She was torturing my mind. I wanted to talk about the betrayal, how humiliating it was, how I wasn’t bi or gay but instead we were talking about daddy. “Terrible,” I fetishd out feeling my emotions all coming up. As she pulled out the tampon and I felt the wetness seeping out I started balling.
“Do you belong to daddy?” she asked. “Yes.” I admitted that I’d do anything he asked. I told her that I would be his bitch. She gave me a tissue and I looked up to see daddy. “I heard it all,” he said flatly. “I’m not gonna touch you….” As crazy as it sounds, I burst into tears again interrupting him. “I’m not gonna touch you until you’re a full on bitch…you got to earn this dick.”
By that evening, I had lost the identity I had spent 30 years building. I relax with my wife when daddy isn’t there but my room is the spare bedroom. Why can’t I break this spell? In four weeks I’ve lost 30 pounds going from an athletic 6’0” 185 to a feminine 155. The hormones are starting to take effect. I wear the black bra, black thong and a white wife beater with sexy black heels around the house. My nails are always painted and I always smell freshly perfumed. I’m taking laser treatments to remove all my hair except a tiny landing strip above my clit.
My job is on the computer at home so the only time I go out is as a woman to do female things : shopping for clothes, shoes, wigs, and groceries. I do all of the housework, cooking, and entertaining. There is absolutely no sex for me in any way until I become a full on bitch. Today is the first day I’ve had enough free time to think about going back to my old life because I’m constantly working on being a black cock slut, I’m delirious from not eating enough, and I’m so cock-starved that I would open my legs for the first black man I pass on the street. Other than the small “BCS” tattoo on my ass I could go back to my old life as soon as I stopped the hormones and took out my tongue stud and belly ring.
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jennifer3d
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Luvem, I'm so happy for you! Looks like you have found your proper destiny. Other than becoming even more "girly", the only thing I could suggest is for Daddy to fit you in a chastity device. Cuckold "girls" don't have 8" rock hard clitty/cocks.
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