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A crazy little story where a young man finds out if his hidden desires are what he really wants. This all started with my desire to see what it felt like to have big breasts. That's a little odd for a guy. I was a normal heterosexual guy who dated some in high school and now that I was in my mid 20's I found myself at a crossroad. A couple of years ago I had decided to start taking some female hormones. This would help me fulfill my desire to grow boobs. All my life people would tell me that I would make a great looking chick. I had a slender build with long legs, I wasn't too tall, 5'9? and my facial features were on the feminine side. As the effects of the hormones started to change my body I started to have a new set of desires. I bought some sexy lingerie. Bras and panties that I would wear around the house and sometimes under baggy clothes. I was lucky because my boobs started to really get big. My ass also started to take on a larger more rounded shape. It was difficult to find men's jeans that fit and I bought some in the juniors dept. I had to be careful with what I wore because my boobs were Escort Çukurambar getting very noticeable and if I was going to continue living as a man I was going to have a difficult time hiding them. Another side effect of the hormones was related to sexual desire. My penis and balls had shrunk significantly. Not that they were all that big to begin with. When I wore thong panties I could easily tuck both my small balls up inside me. My penis looked like a clit and it was very easy to mistake me as a female. So what was I to do? The path I was going down was obvious. I was becoming a female. Is that what I really wanted or needed? I decided there was only one way to find out. I needed to go out in public as a female. I needed to see what the reaction would be. Could I pass myself off as a woman and not have anyone suspect differently? I had a job that had a liberal dress code. I had been growing my hair out and now it was quite long. I really had very little body hair and the hormones made it stop growing all together. I had found a very open minded dermatologist demetevler escort and had what little hair I had left on my chest and face removed by electrolysis. I taught myself how to apply makeup and I was really good at it. I bought some clothes online and made plans for my first adventure out in the world as a female. It was Saturday and I started to get ready late afternoon. I showered and made sure everything was smooth and smelled good. I dried my long hair and used a curling iron to give it some shape. It took me a long time to get my makeup just right but when I was done I was very pleased. I thought there was no way anyone could tell I was a male. I slipped into a pair of black lace thong panties. After tucking things up and in, it actually looked like I had a little bit of a camel toe. I put my matching black lace push-up bra on and adjusted my 36 C breasts in the cups. They were all me and my nipples were hard and very sensitive. I decided to wear a tight tank top and a leather mini skirt. The top had a deep v which showed plenty of cleavage. dikmen escort bayan The skirt fit my shapely ass like a glove and I had thigh high black sheer stockings on and a pair of 3 inch heels. I was still getting used to walking in them but they sure made my ass swing. When I was ready I looked at myself in the full length mirror and was very pleased. I was a hottie. I decided to go to a bar that I had never been in as a male. I parked my car and confidently walked up to the door. The doorman said it was ladies night and there would be no cover charge. I smiled at him as he opened the door for me and I caught him looking down my shirt. The bar was starting to get crowded but I was able to find my way to an empty stool at the bar. I was able to get up on it in my short skirt and crossed my legs demurely. I ordered a drink and when the bartender brought it to me he said it was already paid for. I looked around the bar and it was hard to tell who bought it because it seemed most of the men were looking at me. I raised my glass to all of them and smiled. Their attention made my nipples tingle. I knew that I was going to get some attention tonight from men. How should I react? How far should I let it go? All I knew is I loved this feeling. I found myself thinking about men and their cocks. What would they feel like? What would they taste like? I was on my third drink and feeling a little tipsy when he approached.