I Would Never Complain About Wearing A Wedding Dress Because I Knew That I Was Always Meant To Be The

It would be a dream come true!!!

The hypno has only helped!!!

Thankfully, i learned this lesson early on in life and after i learned it, i was well on my journey of becoming the woman i am

you are not as straight as you think sissy.

When I was growing up I always would play as a girl, and i would always wish that i was a bride. As I got older this feeling never went away and now I am doing everything I can to make sure that I am the one wearing the dress on my wedding day.

I remember growing up i was always in and out of my mom's closet over the course of my childhood and into my teens where i would discover my true feminine self and learn the basics of doing my makeup and walking in high heels and all of the joys that i would get from the free range i had. as i grew up i found out about porn on the internet and playboy which would only become insperational guidance for me learning how to have sex in the female role.

For me it actually wasn't my mother's but my sister's heels that pushed me. Sure, mom had heels. But she was a mom, and was long past her days of showing off for the boys.

Sissy, however, was just getting started. Through her teen years her wardrobe got sexier and sexier, and a tween boy stood no chance being left alone with the closet of a high school slut.

We were about the same size, and her sexy heels were just what I needed to know that I wanted to be just as girly and sexy as her.

I have felt this way since I was kid growing up. I did not know that it take would sooo long to realize it.

Why???

I never believed in myself and this was my path, that I needed to be on. Now that I'm accepting of the path I know I need to follow. I am becoming more of who I am in the inside shine through to the outside!!!

She won along time ago and I have been indenial the whole time. More and more every day she takes over, everyday I have to accept that she is me and I am her. I have always been her

5 straight days of suffering at the office, just so you can get 2 days off to be the real you. Your old friends wonder why you don't come around no more on weekends. It turns out, you got better things to do! The problem is, every time you set her free, it becomes harder and harder to put that genie back in the bottle come Sunday evening. One of these days, she may refuse to let you put those boy clothes back on!

Longterm chastity is must to shrink my clit paired with HRT, and castration/ removal of all the excees scrotom skin to follow up once there is no further atrophy or i cant shrink my clit and i would love to get breast implants for icing on the cake. i dont know that i could ever commit to getting bottom end procedure. I think the only way i could ever get that procedure done is if it is for my man/ daddie or husband that want me to get the surgery, they get to make that call for me. they also get to pay for it. unless there ends up being advacements in tech/ surgery that allows me the ability to get pregnant! I would love to be a mother and be able to bring my children into the world. that would be my dreams come true.

Eyes Down 🥺😣😣 Yes Miss Burke, you are correct, I should have had my the penis ringed and locked in permanent chastity or been gelded at the first signs of my chronic masturbation and naughty behavior..... sissy betas should only be treated as property.

There is no better way than that.