Enforced Transformations ~ Men Forced to Crossdress

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of or obedience to." The difference, while nuanced, does matter. Forced seems overkill because someone

I was forced to put the soiled sanitary napkin in my panties and then one of the girls inserted a tampon up my sissy vagina. Oh how it hurt at first. In fact, I never did get use to having a tampon up my sissy vagina. I pulled up my panties and put on my negligee to sleep in. I was really hurting with the cramps that continued.Finally my day at work was done and that included going to the restroom and changing my pad and tampon every two hours. I returned home with my soiled feminine products in baggies to show that I had done it. It was really disgusting.

After all that, I was finally allowed to change into a comfortable soft nightie to relax if I could the rest of the night. I curled up on the coach because my stomach still ached and watched a movie. Mistress Rosemarie then said she did not know how much I had released, so therefore I would have to be given a full 2 quart enema again. I cried that she knew I always retained at least have after a minute, but she said too bad. She opened the clamp and the flood of enema fluid slammed through my system with even greater cramping. I was crying almost immediately and within 15 minutes I was begging to go to the Toilet again. I didn’t know that I would enjoy wearing girls clothes!” I said. She prompted me until I added. “And that I was really a little sissy!” She seemed pleased hearing me say that and she told me I was a good girl for being honest and answering her like she wanted me to.She gently and cautiously slipped her hand under my dress, then moved it up onto my tummy. “I should make you wear a bra full time as well!” She said teasingly, as she slipped her hand under the lacy elastic waistband of my panties.

For the next couple of days, everything was quite normal. My sister rarely bothered me and I was pretty much over the things that happened before.I followed her into the bedroom after switching off the T.V. and the lights, then I sat on the edge of the bed and listened to the sound of the water hitting the shower enclosure. I don’t know what caused me to decide to call her bluff, but the next thing that happened was that I had stripped off everything I was wearing. I don't become sexually excited as much as I used to because she has made me her stay at home sissy husband. I do get a small ** when I am dressed in ** which she sees and knows I like them. I have had pills that I take some times to keep from becoming sexually excited except for when she wants me to. I dress like a sissy girl, now that I no longer work because this is what she wants. I do as my wife tells me so that I am not chastised, which is very uncomfortable. I am told over and over that females are the superior to males. I am also told over and over that real man are dominant and have larger ** than that of a sissy such as myself. I only get erections when she wants me to ** for her amusement or when getting new ** or other female clothing. When that time comes she puts numbing cream on my ** and gives me five minutes to climax which I normally can not due. She bent down so her face was close to mine. “And a good wife is obediant! Isn’t she?” She asked. I nodded my head and answered with a yes Karen. “And since your going to be an obediant wife you will do what ever I tell you to do! Won’t you sissy!” She asked. She was very stern, almost harsh sounding now. I told you , it was sexy. My shoes have ties and that's bondage, I can't run, but hobble, or fall down...woe is me. Who will save me from the big bad wolf? In November 2014, an appeals court in Malaysia overturned a state law that barred Muslim men from dressing as women in a historic victory for the country’s transgender women.

She began helping me with my crossdressing and taught me how to do my own makeup and nails. She would offer me to her friend who was a cosmetology student for practice. She would video and take pictures of everything. The washer broke and filled up with water!" yelled Aunt Emily, stepping through the soaked floor to get ALL of the towels.And if I’m ever displeased or you ever disappoint me you can plan on being punished!” She told me. “Just like any naughty little girl!” She added. “I’ll make you bend over, then lift your dress up so it’s out of the way and then I’ll swat your bottom with my hairbrush until you aren’t able to sit down!” She gleefully told me. http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-021e.jpg)](http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-021s.jpg) Two of the big projects I've been working on came to a successful completion recently, and the third is gonna be held up for the Columbus Day weekend (love dealing with government departments - way too much bureaucracy but loads of reasons not to come to work), so I can actually spend the next few days doin' like nothing! It's what I'm best at - I spent most of my time at university applying all my efforts towards it :)