I want to be a girl

“I am a permanent Bimbo toy,I am obedient,I am Bambi,my task is to serve and to be used"

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Do not be shy sissy..🎀👙👗

My mom decided I was worthless as her son, so she made me into her daughter. A year’s worth of hormones, surgeries, and conditioning made me the sweet, pretty girl she always wanted. To be honest, I liked the attention and affection she gave me when I was a girl. We went shopping together, had long talks about being female in today’s society, and she told me all about herself when she was my age. When I went to the hospital for my gender reassignment surgery, she was so supportive and happy that we would both have vaginas. She lovingly cared for me during my recovery, and told me everyday that she loved me and was proud of me. Some time later, she told me it was time that I started dating boys. She said her boss had a son my age, and that he was very handsome and nice. She helped me pick out a dress to wear, did my makeup, and told me all about how girls behave on a first date. Even though I felt very vulnerable and shy, I knew my mom knew what was best for me. The date was amazing, and when I got back home, I told my mom everything. She had happy tears in her eyes as I told her how great he was, how I had my first kiss, and how I got wet in my panties as we made out in his car.

My father was constantly annoyed at how much I wanted his attention and approval. He said that pathetic fail-sons like me are driven by their Daddy issues. He said that if I really wanted his attention, I should let him feminize me. I was so desperate for him to like me, that I agreed. He gave me hormones, bought me girl clothes, and started me on feminizing hypnosis. I became his sweet little girl. He gave me lots of attention, and called me pet names like “sweetie” and “angel”. He locked my little penis in a pink cage, and told me that good girls don’t play with their clitties. I was so happy to be his precious princess. My room was redone in all pinks and I spent most days making myself pretty, so Daddy would take me out shopping. He became very affectionate and protective of me, always holding my hand or sitting me on his lap.

Being a precious little girl for Daddy was fun, but he started wanting more from me. He started complimenting me, buying me more grown up clothes, and taking me on romantic dates. One day, he kissed me passionately on the mouth and touched his tongue to mine. It took my breath away to be kissed and held by my Daddy. He told me I was so sexy and hot, and he wanted me to be his girlfriend. I had started to have more adult feelings for him, but was keeping it a secret. I could finally tell him I loved him, and be his lover. Daddy asked me to look more sexy and sophisticated, and to be as attractive as possible for him at all times. I started being submissive to his desires, letting him grope my body and explore my feminize curves every night, he unlocked my clitty and told me that my tiny, soft girl penis was adorable and perfect. I let my Daddy romance and seduce me. I melted into his strong manly arms, and forceful kiss. When he took my virginity, my clitty stayed soft, small, and leaky as I moaned like a good girlfriend.

Being in a loving relationship with my Daddy was fun, but it wasn’t long before our bedroom sexy-times became adventurous and wild. Daddy bought me breast implants, and lots of slutty clothes to show off my tits. Daddy asked me to wear lingerie and costumes in the bedroom to excite him. It was fun playing the sexy nurse or the naive school girl before Daddy would lose control and ravage my girly ass with his huge dong. I asked Daddy to take away my useless penis and give me a pussy, and he gladly scheduled the surgery. After I healed and was just holes and tits for Daddy, he started calling me his “little fuck doll”. I loved the objectification. I made myself into Daddy’s sex toy. He loved showing everyone who used to know me how he turned his useless son into an insatiable whore. I finally had all my Daddy’s love and affection. Every night, as Daddy attached my cuffed wrists to the harness on our bedroom ceiling and began to fuck my pussy and fondle my pierced nipples, I moaned into my ballgag how much I loved him. Daddy had cured my Daddy issues.

I didn’t think it would be like this. When I took the leap and made a dating profile as a trans girl, I thought it wouldn’t amount to much. Now I’m on my third date with Daddy Chris, I’m wearing what he told me to wear, and my makeup is just how he likes. He’s so forceful and dominant, I can’t help but feel small and helpless around him. The last two dates ended with me on my knees, his gigantic cock in my hands as I sucked on the tip, because that’s all I could fit in my mouth. His massive cum load was like a fire hose drenching me with his mighty, manly, seed. It left me so horny for him, I accepted more dates without question. As I cower under his powerful gaze, my soft little clitty leaks in my panties. Just the deep growl of his voice sends me into a shivering realm of girly arousal. I know I’ll be screaming and crying like a bitch, later at his place, as he pounds my soft little bottom mercilessly until I pass out. It’s deliciously humiliating to be put in my place by such a monster of a man.

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