Pantyhosegoop

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You couldn't take it anymore. You had to be free of her.

It made you feel physically sick to be Mikayla. Not whilst you were her of course... it was afterwards. Afterwards when you slid off her perfect skin and returned to being yourself. Afterwards when you lay in bed feeling guilty and wrong for the evil you had committed.

But then the hunger and addiction to become her, to be free of guilt and take pleasure in the suffering of others filled you. You would become her again and the cycle of pleasure and disgust would start again.

Carrie was a plain girl, in every sense of the word. Her features were unremarkable, her hair a mousy brown, and her body curvy in all the wrong places. She worked in an office, filing papers and fetching coffee for her boss, Mr. Jenkins. Her days were spent in a state of constant invisibility, blending seamlessly into the dull, grey background of the office. It was as if she were a ghost, haunting the halls and cubicles, invisible yet omnipresent.

One day, as she was cleaning Mr. Jenkins' office, she found a box of pantyhose in his desk drawer. They were black, lacy, and expensive-looking. The allure was remarkable. She ran off to the bathroom to try them on.

As she slipped the soft material up her legs, she felt a thrill of excitement course through her veins. The pantyhose were impossibly silky against her skin, and the lace band at her thighs made her feel deliciously naughty. Carrie covered her mouth in the bathroom stall as she held back the involuntary moan.

She imagined herself running the company one day, making her boss give her a raise. The selfish thoughts were completely new to her but made her body shiver with excitement. Carrie’s hand with a life of its own traveled to her now wet sex.

Her heart pounded in her ears as she touched herself, visualizing herself as the powerful woman she felt she could be. The pantyhose felt like an extension of her skin, almost as if they were a part of her. She let out a soft moan, the sound echoing in the empty bathroom.

As her fingers danced over her swollen clit, her body began to change. Her breasts grew larger, more defined, straining against the confines of her shirt. Her hips widened, her waist narrowed, and her legs lengthened. She felt stronger, more confident than ever before.

Her mousy brown hair became black and long, framing her face in soft waves. It bounced playfully as she moved, emphasizing her new curves. Her ass became juicy, round, and firm, accentuated by the lacy pantyhose. She felt powerful and irresistible.

As she reached the peak of her orgasm, her other hand explored the lacy fabric of the pantyhose, feeling the soft material against her skin. It was as if the pantyhose were a part of her, amplifying her sensations, her confidence. She arched her back, moaning loudly, the sound echoing in the bathroom.

She straightened up, breathing heavily, and took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. The girl looking back at her was nothing like the plain, invisible Carrie she had been only moments ago. She was now a striking, confident woman, her features accentuated by the makeup she'd hastily applied. Her hair fell in waves around her shoulders, framing her face, and her body was outlined perfectly by the lacy pantyhose. She looked powerful, sexy, and in control.

“From now on you get what you want!” Carrie said to herself as she walked with vigor to Mr. Jenkins office.

Once You have him pantied (Step #1), and Manscaped (Step #2), we move forward to pantyhose.

Even beautiful women, who don't need to wear pantyhose; understand their appeal and affect on the male. Men are visually stimulated, but we are going to continue to have him feel "encased" in feminine finery (silk/satin).

You need to lay the groundwork. Whenever he is pantied, You should be in dress/skirt with pantyhose. We want him to take notice of you and the pantyhose.

When we move to the bedroom, make him remove them. Allow him to see you with panties and pantyhose; let his psyche absorb the image. Then continue with your "great nights".

You want to start imprinting the concept of panties & pantyhose together. Initially, you will need to show off your assets, to get his mind focused on what you want.

You can decide the best way to do that. You should make sure to tease him, rub your smooth legs against him as much as possible. Create a desire.

Then you are ready to add pantyhose to his wardrobe. As with panties, start slowly; on weekends. Move to once a week, eventually daily. We want him ENCASED in femininity.

If he can't manscape his leg hair, then use 2 pair of pantyhose. The effect is amazing.

Soon he will desire them (and you) intensely. Then we can show him, that wearing pantyhose under clothes is awesome; including yourself. Go shopping, pantyhose under his jeans, let him feel it.

Soon, he will want more and more feminization.

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But Easter’s done - what to do?

It’s easy.

You get dumber.

When you’re dumb enough, you don’t remember the day.