Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: GRACE Subject: STORY Moderator's note ------ It is with borderline cases like this I am most uneasy. It is mostly a story, not good, and ends with a phone number, which I have helpfully deleted. Feed back about editing out subtle ads is requested. ------ end note THE STORY OF MY LIFE My name is Grace and this is only the beginning of my story. At the young age of 38, I have found my true calling. What you ask, well I think of it as a Trans-Gender specialist. It all began three years ago with one of my boyfriends. "Jeff" and I had only been seeing each other for two months when the first incident occured. I had come home one afternoon early and found "Jeff". He was wearing a pair of my panties and was in the process of putting on a pair of my black thigh high stockings. I just watched in disbelief as he was putting them on. "Jeff" didn't see me as I watched him, because I know that he would have been very embarrassed if he knew I was there. I quietly left the house, after I watched him prance around like a girl. He was wearing my makeup as well. I can tell you that seeing a very masculine man all dressed up like that was shocking as well as funny. I knew at that point that I would have to teach him a lesson. Later that night, I didn't say anything to him about what I saw. Wouldn't you know it, he didn't say anything either. What I wanted to do was to totally humiliate him, but in order to do that I would have to bide my time. The next day, after he left, I set up my camcorder in the bedroom and left. And wouldn't you know it, that same day, he dressed up again in my lingerie and makeup. When I saw the tape, I knew that I would have to confont him that night. "Jeff" really did not make a good looking women or even a goodlooking crossdresser. So I decided to make sure that if he wanted to dress up like a little sissy, then it was going to be done right. Completely from head to toe. When "Jeff" finally did show up, I confronted him with the tape. He wasn't too happy with me and I could tell he was very embarrassed. I really wasn't expecting him to protest when I told him that I was going to take over from here. He thought that I was joking and wasn't taking me serious. I then informed him that I drugged the drink that he was drinking and it was only a matter over time until he passed out. He looked at me in utter disbelief when I told him that once he did pass out, that I was going to get started on him. I thought that waxing his legs would be a good start and that it was unfortunate that he wouldn't be awake for the "unique" sensation that waxing causes. THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO HEAR MORE OR MAYBE EXPERIENCE THIS, CALL 1-800-***-**** JUST ASK FOR GRACE -- Story Submission: Submission criteria: Archive site: (Not active yet)