You’re no longer the man

When you’re out on a date wearing some pretty panties just gives you the extra bit of confidence. It doesn’t matter that they might not see them. You’ll know you’re wearing them and you’ll just feel extra special, pretty and dainty. And that’s what we’re aiming for now. The thin, sheer material with the beautifully delicate pattern helps to get you in the right frame of mind. The dainty scalloped edge helps give you a wonderful VPL, you want your man to get an idea of what he can’t have, just yet. The opaque area is just firm enough to hold your nub cage in place. It won’t be long before you’ll be begging him to rip them off you. But not tonight, tonight is about alluring him, making him want more. I know it’s a lot to get your head around but it will come so naturally to you soon. You’ll be amazed at how just a simple pair of panties can change how you feel about yourself. Your manhood so quickly ebbing away to nothing.

Having his breasts manhandled was just something he needed to get used to. Whether it was a bra fitting or when he summoned up the courage to go on a date with a man. He’d soon understand they were not his, they were for the enjoyment of others. Staring, touching, groping, sucking all things he’d come to accept and expect as part of his new life so that others might gain pleasure. But he’d still make every effort to present them in the most attractive way possible. The little thrill he got from finding the perfect bra was something he treasured.

Essential reading for the aspiring feminised male.

Isn’t it divine? The cups are so sheer so your little puffy nipples can be seen so clearly. At this stage of your development you don’t need much support or shaping so the cups will give just enough support. And then it has this beautiful lacework on the edge to confirm your femininity. Aren’t you glad you made the change, being feminine is so dreamy.

So I’d get them on now before you make me sad. Because I thought you had such self-awareness. Maybe I was wrong and I need to take more draconian steps. You know ones that can’t be reversed.

He told his superior that he’d prefer to wear trousers not a dress. She gave him trousers. And a matching top. What more could he want?

Flashing his knickers in the wind was just one more rite of passage his wife said he’d need to experience to feel fully feminine. If he felt it happen he was not allowed to do anything about until a stranger let him know. Of course most men just enjoyed the view for as long as they could. And most women could tell he was a beta in transition so didn’t bother either.

He was still too shy to strip down to a bikini when he went out with the girls. Especially as a group of boys were watching their every move on the water. They were kind enough to let him wear a beautiful playsuit with a fancy lace edging to the yoke collar. So there was no doubt in anyone’s mind of his true status. And the girls knew they’d get him out in a bikini before the end of the summer. And then the fun would really start. But slowly and surely they made sure he’d never think of himself as a boy after this summer. He’d just be one of the girls, one who’s up for a good time.

Around the house his wife often allowed him to wear flats. She did then also require him to up his game with his hosiery. These love hearts were one her favourites though she did prefer the ones in white which allowed the marks from the cane on the back of his thighs to be more clearly seen.

He waited nervously to be called through for his interview. He’d probably spent too long choosing his outfit rather than preparing answers to questions. Looking at the women in the office he felt he might have been a bit too flashy with his tights but when the manager came to collect him his eyes seemed glued to his legs. I guess it made a change from having his breasts stared at. The panel were of course fully aware of his journey. They read with pleasure the reference from his supervisor as to how he’d fully submitted to the full immersion transformation programme with minimal need for additional corrective measures. He’d passed the initial screening tests adequately but his response to the question, ‘what would you do if a male colleague sent you unrequested picture of his genitals?’ was ‘inform HR’! Obviously this raised concerns and was probed at interview by both of the alpha males on the panel. One of them of course made an inappropriate comment about his tights. To which he was quick enough to reply, ‘would you like to see more of the pattern Sir?’ He didn’t need to but he saw all of the panel smile warmly and make a note of his response. The rest of the interview seemed to go fine and there was even a question about his competency for the role. He was reassured, but a little uncomfortable to find a hand on his bottom as he left the room. But of course he smiled warmly and gratefully as he thanked them for their time and saying what a pleasure it was to meet them all, making sure he made good eye contact with the Alpha whose hand was still firmly feeling his bottom. Of course it was an anxious wait for the result of the interview. When the call came he could immediately tell he’d not been successful. Another candidate had demonstrated greater understanding of the new culture that was needed in the workplace for beta males. There was however something they could offer him: A role as a personal assistant to one of the new junior managers. There’d be no chance of progression, and with the new employment law he’d have to accept the role on a minimum 10 year contract on his side. Obviously they could terminate at any time should they wish. His training supervisor had been consulted and agreed that was the very best job offer he was going to get and had accepted on his behalf. He would start on Monday and he be sent a dress code document to ensure he’d have time to get the requisite items over the weekend. Including some specific instruction on the correct hosiery to wear to ensure he got off on the right foot.

I guess if your masculinity is threatened by wearing these panties then I guess it’s not so secure after all. And maybe that proves my point. You’re not really a man and should be in these type of delicate pretty panties everyday. I think they’re perfect for your personality. Yes they’ll take a little bit of time to get used to. But in no time at all I guarantee that you won’t think twice about wearing panties. I mean you’ll probably spend quite a bit of time thinking about the type of panties you choose for the outfits you’ll be wearing, that’s just part of being a woman. But I can tell you were made for panties. Absolutely no doubt at all.

His wife caught him trying to peek up a woman’s skirt. A little strange because it’s not as if he didn’t have a whole drawer stuffed with his own knickers. She’d seen the weather forecast and noticed that there’d be gusty winds over the weekend. Although he was normally expected to choose his own outfit she suggested it would be nice if he wore that pretty skirt his sister had given him as a hand me down. She’d found it just a little too short even though she’d loved the flowery print and the way in which it flared out. His wife suggested the oversized handbag and of course after a couple of hours he was holding a number of her bags of shopping. She left him to attend to his social media account whilst she had coffee with a friend. She knew he’d need to go outside to find reception and he knew he’d be in trouble if he didn’t get all the required posts uploaded. So for a good twenty minutes he was outside enabling a good few hundred people to see the very plain panties he’d chosen. And of course as an emasculated male not one person felt the need to let him know. He just thought the breeze was part of being a woman. He only found out when his wife posted this picture on her feed with the comment, ‘He’s still got a lot to learn about managing his outfit. But his backside and the back of his legs will be a pretty shade of red later’

What else was he going to wear over his bikini when it became slightly cooler on the beach? The romper was perfect for when he went up to the shop to buy lunch or for doing cartwheels or for just sitting there and staring at the boys.

Why am I so happy? It’s because they’re perfect and you chose them with absolutely no help from me. I couldn’t have chosen better myself. It’s as if you fully understand how to be a woman wanting to catch a man, but without needing to resort to being slutty. Are you sure you want to wear these tonight? I’m not sure you appreciate what will happen when your date puts his hand up your skirt and finds these. I am absolutely so proud of what you’ve become, how you’ve not been afraid to fully embrace the shame of being emasculated by me. This truly is the start of a whole new phase in our relationship. The end of me thinking of you as a man of course. But you probably knew that when you chose these. Ah don’t cry it’s a good day, a wonderful day. You’ve made it. Let me help you with your make up. Maybe go and shave your bikini line again to make sure you’re especially smooth down there.

I know you can see all the beautiful bras and panties behind me. You think you’re going to be all pretty and feminine in a set like that, I know. But femininity for you is going to look quite different. Welcome to your new reality, firm shapewear in skintone. You’ll hate it. Not just initially, all the time. But whilst there’s one woman on this planet who thinks she needs to wear it, you will too.