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Nighttime Action: Part 1- "The beginning"
Date: 10/22/2017, Categories: Anal Hardcore Shemales, Author: adblman
... name to Danielle and when my new ID card was issued my sex read "female". A few other changes made to other necessary documents and the whole process took several months since there was plenty to be done but once it was all over, my new life had finally begun. After the surgery was complete I was nervous of what people would think when they saw me so I told my friend to avoid heavily trafficked streets as she took me on my way home and when I got home we said our goodbyes. She suggested I take it slow, to go out into the world and explore a bit but instead I stayed closed up in my apartment for days. About a week after the surgery I woke up one morning feeling perky and I stared at myself in the mirror. I was only wearing my "pink" Victorias Secret panties so everything was out on display, then something just "clicked" and I could help but think, "Who is that gorgeous woman standing in that mirror?..." It was like something from a movie, as if I had just woken from a terrible nightmare and I just now realized it was all just a dream. I looked down at my brand new perky "C" cup breasts hanging proudly on my bare chest, my light brown hair was naturally long and pretty as it lay over my milky white skin, while resting on each of my shoulders. It was that way even before the operation, but as I brushed it now it somehow felt longer as the longest strands of hair rested beautifully above my luscious new breasts. I now saw myself as the ...
... true woman I wanted to be all this time and I thought, "I can do this... I'm a woman now and I don't care if the world finds out!..." I then decided I would try on some of the clothes I had bought for when the operation was done and I was ready to go out. I wore a bra for the very first time and I put on make up as well as a touch of lip stick before heading outdoors. I was enjoying life without having to work for a little while longer as I took several days to walk in the park and throughout the neighborhood as the "new" me. I was soon in need of money again and I didn't know what to do since taking back my old job would seem strange after my sudden change. That's when I remembered about the strip joint and of course I had thought about it but it always seemed to me like a last resort kinda thing. But one night I walked by the place on my way back home from having dinner only a block or two away. I checked myself making sure my short skirt was covering the right places and after nervously pacing around I finally walked in. I instantly got looks from a few guys as I walked in and the man at the door didn't even ask for ID this time. As I got closer to the bar I heard a guy near me say, "Hey baby... Do you wanna drink?" He was a man that was about 6 feet tall and he looked like he was around his late thirties. He had his big strong hand on his nearly empty glass as he continued to look my way while I looked around trying to figure out who he was talking to ...