began their wonderful effects. My skin softened. My breasts filled
out, and my nipples grew larger and more sensitive. My beard stopped
growing, and my body hair was softer and shinier. Shemales need a
gentler dose of estrogen than MtF Transsexuals, so I was carefully
monitored so I wouldn't lose sexual functions. I would go on a low
maintenance dose when I was happy with my breast size. I found baldness
suited me, and made my eyeshadow technique ultra-important.
I spent six wonderful months at Stages. Controlled sexual freedom with
Tracy was viewed as valuable medicine for body and soul. And I grew to
love the touch of her whip. I even longed for it. Pleasing her was the
most fulfilling experience I ever knew. She taught me all about makeup
and fashion, girl to girl.
The van driver who abducted me sent an apology letter. He explained his
role in my overall treatment, and explained that real birth required
real pain. I hated the guy, but understood.
I am totally passable now. I love having real, completely natural
breasts. It is even possible to be openly Shemale in America these
days. And being a bald woman with black sunglasses and red lipstick is
a fashion statement that will never lose its impact.
