Date: Sat, 2 Jan 2010 00:28:09 +0000
From: Annie O <annie_00@hotmail.com>
Subject: TG Caught Part 1

This story is for adults only and should not be read by anyone under 18
years of age.  If you enjoy this story please email me at
annie_00@hotmail.com

Caught - Part 1
By Annie

I had just returned home after dropping my wife off at the airport. She was
going to be gone to a conference for a week, and I had the house to myself.
I had been looking forward to this alone time for quite a while.

I had crossdressed most of my life, but never longer than a couple of
hours. I had to dress when I was alone, in secret. I had bought clothing
and lingerie, then purged and repeated the cycle. I was unwilling to accept
who and what I was, but I always had come back to wanting to dress as a
girl and fantasize servicing other crossdressers and men.

I never contacted anyone and I was always very private about what I
did. But now I was going to enjoy being a girl for a week and I looked
forward to this and I was excited.

I was rushing around completing the preparation for the upcoming week,
removing my boy things from my dresser and replacing them with my bras,
panties, nylons and other girlie fashions. I set up my wigs, jewelry and
makeup and prepared an area in our bedroom where I would try to complete
the illusion. I then spread a number of my favorite toys on the bed, things
that I used when I was alone to tease my little boy clit and my boy
pussy. I had a big investment in transforming and teasing myself and I
loved it.

I had also set up a girlie space in the basement with cameras to record and
display on a big screen the wicked things I was going to do to please
myself. I even built a stage complete with a way to tie myself up while
straddling a dildo that I had attached to saw horses so that I would have
spread wide while I lowered my pussy onto it.

There were pictures of other crossdressers dressed as girls, hot nude women
in various poses, crossdressers servicing cocks and pictures of cocks
cycling on the screen. It was nasty but it was what I had always desired to
do if I could find a way. It took everything I had not to have an orgasm as
I put it all together.

I then rushed off to get ready, showering and shaving myself first.  I did
not know how I would explain this to my wife, but I didn't care, I wanted
so bad to have bare skin against the feminine things was I was about to put
on. After showering, I shaved the best I could and made sure I left a neat
sexy little patch of public hair left behind. I wanted to look like other
girls I had seen on the internet. I wanted a Brazilian strip pubic hair
design.

I then scented myself with my wife's perfume.  I had others I liked better,
my own, but was afraid to use them in fear she would question the
fragrance. The time had finally come to dress, my little clit was stiff as
a board as I sat and pulled on my long black stockings, it was a whole
different sensation as the nylons brushed against my freshly shaved legs.
If this is how girls feel, I loved it. As I pulled my garter belt on and
hooked my stockings to the belt. I promised myself to go slow and enjoy
each step while fighting the temptation to orgasm. I slid my lacy black bra
on (a 38C), hooked it in the back, and filled it with my silicone forms.  I
had become really good getting into a bra.

Don't look in the mirror yet, wait, I told myself. I was afraid my little
clit would begin to rule my mind. I placed my shoulder length dark brunette
wig on my head, straighten it as best I could without a mirror and took a
deep breath. The sensation of the hair brushing against my shoulders was
overwhelming. I stepped into my 3 inch black patent leather T strap heels
and stood up turning to the mirror. The image looking back was incredible,
not a bad beginning I thought.  I really liked the absence of body hair and
the sexy pubic hair design. No panties yet, I wanted to wait for those as
well. I watched in the mirror as I swished my hair side to side and smiled
as my little clit was pulsating. I loved the feeling.

It was time to begin my first training exercise. I lay down on the bed and
lifted my legs. I carefully lubricated my pussy and new butt plug; then I
carefully penetrated my pussy with the plug. The sensation was
extraordinary, while I had done this before, this was a larger plug. I just
laid there enjoying the fullness of my new toy without worrying if I would
get caught.

After I felt the plug to be secure in place, I stood up and turned so I
could admire the black plug in my white pussy. As I moved, I could feel the
plug moving within me and it sent sensations into my body and mind. Could I
ever go back to being a boy, I thought to myself.

I then sat at the makeup counter and raised my hair and clipped it with a
hair claw.  I know this wasn't the best way to put on makeup, but I did not
want to see the face of a boy in the mirror, I really enjoyed looking at
the girl in me. As I scooted in place, the new toy penetrating me kept
giving me new pleasures, sit still I told myself.  My little clit was
really struggling not to let its juice run free.

After a couple of minutes I had control again, I put my makeup on.  This
was my first attempt at makeup.  I had watched on-line videos but I was
just learning. By the end of the week, I know I would really be good at
this.

I did look sensational and the girl looking back was not the boy who
started the day.  I then put on a pair of large hoop earrings followed by a
collar with the word Tranny Slut on it. After admiring my collar, I took
the hair claw out and let my hair fall into place. I looked really hot, as
good as many of the other special girls I had seen on the internet. I
thought that I looked good, good enough to pass as a girl.

I stood and grabbed my cute sexy black thong and slowly pulled it in
place. The feeling as it brushed up my nylon covered legs was beyond what I
had hoped.  I then pulled the strap into my ass and against the base of the
plug forcing it deeper. I had to quickly grab the edge of the counter; the
feeling within me from the plug was weakening my ability to stand. I
composed myself and I again turned to the mirror, smiled at myself, swished
my hair again and wished there was another person watching what I was doing
to myself. I thought any guy and some girls would enjoy looking down on me
as I might kneel in front of them.

I decided that I would wear a sheer baby doll today, because I wanted to
start recording myself on the stage. I slipped the black babydoll over my
head and let it fall completing the transformation.  There I stood, a girl,
better than I had hoped.  I was a transvestite I thought and about to
record myself and send the pictures to a porn site for others to hopefully
enjoy. I placed my hands on my hips and spread my legs, dancing to the
image in the mirror. I would love to see another transvestite cum while
watching me on stage.

I really did not think of myself as a slut, but a girl trapped in a man's
body just wanting to help myself and others enjoy their bodies.

I stood and began my way to the basement...watch for Part 2