femboy-faggot:The whole week was a blur! I woke this friday morning. Why was my alarm set so early
femboy-faggot: The whole week was a blur! I woke this friday morning. Why was my alarm set so early? As I set up in bed, the first sunrays tried to peek through my curtains. I wasn’t going to the work today, but why I couldn’t remember! Work seemed to be the last thing on my mind! Felt it hadn’t been all week, but as much as I tried to focus I couldn’t really remember. When I walked past the mirror I hardly recognised myself! Who was this creature with smooth milky white skin and long brown hair? I was getting ready of course! But for what? For who? I showered my completely smooth body with lovely flower scented soap. Getting excited from caressing my sensual hips and sensative nipples. What was going on with me! As I dried myself with my newly bought pink fluffy towels, I couldn’t stop staring in the mirror and at my body. It looked so different from what I remembered, from what I knew! My mind still mesmerized my body kept on going with my routine. I walked to my bedroom and opened a drawer, one I never used to use. I picked black satin panties, black satin bra, black lace garter and black silk stockings. I gathered them so naturally and laid them on the bed, but when did I buy these? All I knew was that they were a perfect fit and would look great on me! As I started dressing my body tingled all over, and it reminded me of when I bought them. I just had to leave the office that day and went to the mall. The lingerie shop was so elegant and femme, I was scared but absolutely loved being there. As I picked my classic my classic black ensemble, the saleslady came to assist. If they were for me she asked? Why yes I blurted! I was ashamed beyond measure! So you are a fag she stated! Maybe….. I responded. This made me blush like never before! The humiliation of that statement, turned me on like nothing before! As I was dressed in my delicates, I walked over to the closet. From there I produced more items I vaguely remembered buying. A black tight dress that fell modestly just over the knee, purple leather gloves, a darling leather bag, a gorgeous grey coat and last but not least a exquisite purple patterned silk hijab scarf! It all scared and excited me! I had no choice but to wear it all! My mind was completely detached from my body! A feeling of utter femininity came upon me, as soon as I draped the gorgeous silk scarf over my head. My actions became even more clear and determined! The urge to go outside dressed like this was to great to ignore! I knew everyone would see me as a complete faggot, but I couldn’t stop myself! As I walked along the streets with my heels clicking away, my heart pumped furiously! I was walking to something more. This was not just some ‘thing’. It was my destiny! When I reached the busstop at the edge of town, I stood and waited. Humiliated and aroused by how I looked and acted! Where could He be? I was ready for my Muslim Master! Every fiber in my body knew it was time! Time to obey! Time to serve! Suddenly the words of The Sexual Jihad flooded my mind: We are The Final Solution for Mankind! The total enslavery of westerners to Islam! We must convert and obey our Muslim Masters! All inferior weak white males must submit! Serve as feminised muslimah fag wives! White trophy slaves to display the Superior Masculinity of Muslim Males! Follow The Right Path! Join The Revolution! Yes! The time was now! Time to be part of a greater good! To serve and obey! Oh Allah I am ready! The black limo came soon after my revelation. The door opened, and a Muslim Master ordered me inside. My true life was about to begin! -- source link