Fiction about Sacrifice Maid for luxury t-girls
I was once a gardener for a very wealthy man named Mr. Smith. I worked hard every day and took pride in my work. My parents were very poor and therefore I had to find a job right after high school that would give me some money if I ever hoped to go to college. I was 22 years old and lived in a dingy apartment as well. Mr. Smith was always a good boss to me, and one day he approached me with a proposition. He told me that in the four years that I’d worked for him I’d been one of his best employees and that I deserved better than a gardener with a life in a shady apartment. He offered me a job inside the mansion where i would have a room provided for me though there mifght be some changes in for me. Disregarding this brief warning, I immediately agreed. “Wonderful,” Mr. smith said, “I think tou’ll enjoy your new job and life much more than your current ones.” With that, he had some men go to my apartment to transprot my belongings.I was excited for my new life though I had no idea how new it would actually be.
Fiction about Trapped in this body transgender
Throughout my life, I’ve always been successful. I graduated from Harvard at 20 years old and was immediately hired by a high end business corporation. It was just my luck that the CEO was an elderly man who was on his way to retiring. The owner of the company, who was very active with his business, needed to find a new one. Out of the blue, i was called in to the office. After the boss explained that he needed a guy to take over that had determination and guts, he told me that the company was moving forward with me as the CEO. It was totally unexpected and there I was, 29 years old and in charge of a multi million dollar business. I continued to push my company to new heights , and after a year of hard work, I earned a company paid vacation to anywhere I chose. I chose to go to Hawaii, but before I went to leave, a business associate of mine told me about a way to make my vacation more unique and interesting.
A masculine dilemma (comics about crossdresser/transgender)
Crossdresser Fiction: Boy To Girl Transformation
I didn’t want to live with my step-mother at first, once dad had gone she acted strange. She refused to treat me like a man, instead treating me like a girl. Giving me dresses and clothes to wear. It was weird for a while but then I just became so accepting. Maybe it’s the food I’m eating? But I don’t care now. I’m beautiful. I love my ‘messy brown hair. Bobody will be lable to resist me. It’s gross to think how I used to be a boy. Now I’m Inearly all woman. My breasts are large enough for me to be comfortable not wearing breast forms anymore. And I feel eyes from both sexes turning to gaze at me.
Have You Seen Your Brother, Baby, Standing in High Heels?
Commenting on the “Moaning Lisa Smile” post, Beverly wrote,
I’m not sure, but I think the first use of a trans person in a music video was The B-52’s “Love Shack.” My trans-radar always went off when I saw that video. Then I found out the video was the debut of the tall woman of color with the huge hair. A local Georgia girl named Ru Paul who was a friend of the band.