I want to be Female - Part I

I'll start my story by making a little bit of my own. I'm bco, 37,
1:67m/78 kg, brown eyes, black hair, though he was born a man,
I'm just passive, I don't show myself to be publicly effeminate:
We need to demonstrate to third parties what we are, but intimately, for the
My man, I wanted to take that side of my wife, after all, in a relationship,
There must be a male (the one who penetrates into one's innermost) and a female
(He who lets himself be penetrated into the intimate). This story is not real, but
Like a dream... I wish. I met a man online who I'll call Horse,
He said he had a very nice body, though he seemed to have around
40 years. It was pretty dark. We exchanged various emails. He always treated me at the
Female and called me Bia. In the last email, he told me he wanted to get married.
Me and I should move in with him to be your little woman... He told me that
I was gonna pay for all my treatments, hormones, operations, boobs... I said that
I'd really like that. My heart beat to a thousand my being, the feminine sensibility
There was nothing left of William, and he died when he was born.
Beatrice. He told me to go to his house the next day... I asked.
About our family. He told me I wasn't supposed to worry, because it would be
All official. The next day, I went to his house, he sent me in and introduced me
Your sister, who was married. She had experience turning a man into a female... Na
Right away, he sent me to the bathroom. You told me I should shave and she would help me...
Already in the bathroom, my future sister-in-law told me to take my clothes off, she told me not to stay
Shame on you because my little chick wouldn't hurt anyone anymore, since your brother would make me a woman...
With a razor, my future sister-in-law was shaving my whole body, making me smooth.
After the service, I had a delicious bath. In the bedroom she gave me a moisturizer. When Passing
moisturizing, we could see how smooth and soft my skin was. Then she decided to give
A deal on my nails. We left my feet and hands, beautiful. He used a pink nail polish, bright and
delicate. With my enamel dry, we set out for my production. I wore black lace panties,
Dig in the sides, very sexy and beautiful. To keep up, we found a bra, equally black,
of this that is only attached to the back, like half-tail, also lace. She wanted me to use one
mini-skirt, also black, of those clinging, that covered only half my thighs. We found a little blouse.
white, clingy, just like the skirt, which valued very much my SEIOS. I sat in front of the dresser.
And with some sacrifice, I put on makeup. Discreet makeup, but provocative. Using a red lipstick
dark, highlighting my lips. When I looked standing in front of the mirror, I had a grateful surprise, William.
It was gone. What I saw was a beautiful, provocative woman. You look beautiful!!! Delicious!!! One
real woman! told me by the ear. You still made me put on a throat, a few pulsei, two rings,
A pair of pressure earrings, and an anklet. I put on a heeled sandal a little high, and I walked around the
room to get used to. She then corrected me, telling me how to walk, how to sit, and asked me to
Every time you're going to talk, don't put any strength in your voice, because that would make you very feminine. The clock pointed nine o'clock at night.
As I left the room, I had the biggest surprise of my life: I met my mother, my father, my sister with her husband, besides
Your parents. I got all static. My horse came to my rescue, introducing me to his family. My horse asked for my hand
In marriage to my parents who granted it. He subsequently put a marriage alliance on my finger. It was a
Magic moment. That reception was the speed of a man and the birth of a woman...