1. SissyMandy - Cute As Fuck


    Date: 1/9/2024, Categories: Cross-dressing, Author: Jilluvscox 

    ... detector. The only thing that worries me now is if they see all the enema kits I have in my suitcase when it goes through the x-ray machine. But that also goes smoothly, and I scamper away from that scary area as fast as I can!

Phew…! I got through security without a hitch, and I know my forged license works. Like Brenda said, I'm cool unless I show it to a cop.

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After passing my first test as a functioning female in the real world, I really need to pee. I go in the women's restroom and have to wait in line for an empty stall. When I get in there, I have to pull down my tight jeans and padded panties, then remove my fake vagina. When I'm done peeing, I then have to tuck my cock back in the gaff, and put everything back on again. What a hassle, just to pee! Men definitely have it easier in the bathroom.

I make sure to stop at the mirror to touch up my lipstick like the other women are doing. When I'm satisfied I'm looking my best, I start making my way to my gate. The last two hours were the most harrowing two hours of my sissy life, but I survived it. I think I'll be okay.

My sissy phone beeps when I get to my gate. It's a text from Brenda, checking to see if everything's going okay. I'm happy to report that everything went smoothly, and I'm just about to board my plane. She texts me back, saying she knew I could do it, and how proud she is of me. Reading her text sends a thrill up my spine, and I read it over and over as I'm boarding my plane.

I'm ...
    ... sitting between two women on my flight, one older, and the other about the same age as me. As we occasionally engage in pleasant conversation, I'm so glad Brenda's been forcing me to speak in my higher-pitched voice at home. My sissy voice has become second nature to me, so it's no problem conversing with these women like I'm one of them.

I'm flying to Los Angeles, with a three-hour layover before my connecting flight to Monterey. I'm thinking it's a waste of time I could be spending with Rob, because I could have driven in half the time. But then, as I'm strolling around LAX killing time before my next flight, I realize why it's so worth it.

Brenda forced me into this so I'd gain the valuable experience I'll need to travel to different cities when I'm dating men in the Hierarchy. As I'm walking amongst the crowds of travelers, the men are exciting me in a way I've never felt before. They might be staring at me like I'm just another cunt to fuck, but I'm staring at them with the mindset of a whore, and all they are to me are thousand-dollar bills.

I'm not seeing them as men anymore. They're just cocks, anonymous cocks, but it's fun to imagine how beautiful each cock might be if I could see it. Then I realize that's exactly how I once looked at women when I was a man, always wondering what their tits looked like under those bras they wear.

Holy shit… now I'm suddenly conscious about my tits! I'm proud, of course, that they're bigger than they've ever been before, but ...
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