1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    would be on a Tuesday evening in a couple of weeks, and I said that I would be there. She also asked me to join her at a stageside table for the show. I looked around for Margo, but did not see her. Emma called me over, and whispered to me, &#034Margo has a trick. She went to the hotel with him. She said to tell you she would be home later.&#034 I watched the show with Tina, and she showed me where I would fit in, and then introduced me to the other girls after the show. I got home at about 1:30AM, and went right to bed. Margo got in at 4:00AM. She had turned three tricks that night, and was d***k. She made some noise, but did not intentionally wake me. I just lay back, and dreamed of being a chorus girl. Those first few weeks of my life as a woman flew by quickly. I concentrated all I could at being as much a woman as I possibly could be with a penis tucked discretely between my legs in my crotch. I learned to walk like a female, and even developed a gentle sway in my hips that had male heads turning for blocks around whenever I walked down the street. I liked being looked at that way, and the first time a man actually whistled at me, my heart skipped a beat! I had made it as a woman so far. I had gone beyond the level of just Drag Queen. Anyone could be one of those. They were the ones who were obviously men who dressed in women's clothing as a sexual turn-on for themselves and/or their sexual partners. In Drag, I looked nothing at all like a man, and in or out of Drag, I ...
    felt and thought like a woman. I was not a man in a dress. I was a woman with a penis! I was only a cruel joke of nature that had made me this way. I knew that I had to change that, and become totally a woman in every way that I could. I just did not yet know how. I did know that the male job that I had as a stockboy in a famous 5th Avenue department store was getting me down. I wanted to live totally as a woman, but that was difficult when I had to dress in men's clothes each morning for work. I compromised as best I could. I gave up wearing any male underwear at all, and wore simple every-day lingerie with a cotton camisole instead of a bra. I wore the most effeminate male outer clothes that I could. I let my hair grow long, and had it styled in one of the waviest of the unisex styles that were popular at that time. I found a cologne that ran to the sweet side, but not as sweet as perfume. I even had my name on all of my identification and driver's license changed to just my first initials and last name, but I still had to live with the &#034M&#034 in the little box marked &#034Sex&#034 instead of the &#034F&#034 that I wanted so very much. I looked like the classic &#034fairy&#034, but it made me just that much closer to the woman that I really was. My appearance as a &#034fairy&#034 did not go unnoticed by my co-workers. Most shunned me as if I had some sort of dread disease. A few tolerated me, the greater number ignored me, but a couple were outright hostile toward me. ...
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