femininity over feminism

I commissioned @pol-manning for this! Me smoking a magical hookah and falling deep under its spell~

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Happy fucking Halloween 😍😍😍

When trans women are mocked and made into jokes in the media, I get very upset, and I am often told “Kay, you can’t go through life getting offended every time someone makes a joke.” And I sputter and object but they don’t hear me. So I want to be clear for once, about why the jokes make me angry.

I learned to hate myself for being transgender before I knew I was transgender. I laughed at the jokes in stand up comedy routines, and prime time sitcoms, and animated comedy shows, and in the movies, and in books, and in games, laughing at trans women for existing, about “men in dresses”, about people who “got their dicks chopped off”, and I learned to think that was worthy of ridicule.

And then a day came when I felt a pang of envy at what my female classmates were wearing and I repressed it, and felt guilty, and a day where I felt incomplete because I had no breasts and I repressed it and I felt disgusting And a day when I realized the only images of romance that made me feel anything showed two women together and I repressed it and I felt like a monster And a day when I realized I felt sick when I looked at myself in the mirror after every shower before work and couldn’t bear to look at my own face, and I hated myself. And then there came a day when I hated myself so much, and I thought I could never understand why, and so I just wanted it all to end. And it was just a miracle that I swerved my car back into my lane in time.

And all of it started with a joke that I heard on TV, and then kept hearing from all the voices from the ether, over and over and over, worming an idea into my mind before I was old enough to realize I was absorbing it, the idea that a man in a dress is funny, and that changing your body parts makes you a freak, and that women who have penises instead of vaginas are liars and hurt men. And they’re still making these jokes. And somewhere out there right now, just like all those years ago, there is a little girl in a t-shirt and cargo shorts with buzzed off hair watching the TV, hearing that joke and absorbing it without knowing it, who will someday have to pry herself apart to tear it out of her head, just like I did.

That is, if she doesn’t kill herself first.

First meeting with my Daddy

So i was told to write down my experience for all of my followers. Not that there are many after the tumbler porn purge.

To be very blunt and honest, i was very nervous. However i wasnt about to let that stop me. We had set up a meet at a local hotel and when i just arrived at our room he opened the door. Which scared me just alittle.

We stared with looking through my collection of feminine stuff. He touched me reassuringly and it helped alot. After sorting through all my fem stuff he hypnotized me. That is a big fetish of mine. He hypnotized me to help me to relax and start making me feel owned and feminine. IT WORKED! I woke up and found my arms around him looking at him as a girl would to her man. And we kissed right there. I felt complete comfort. I mean i kissed him back and it felt great.

I felt relaxed happy and safe the entire time. We started with gifts and i put on my favorite heels. I got my first jewel plug. He had me try it on but it was so cold my hole closed up. I really felt i failed there but he understood.

We moved on to cock sucking and i tried desperately hard to take it. I never would bite down on anyones cock, but one moment i gaged so hard i closed my mouth too much. I felt like a failure again. But again he understood that i didnt want to throw up on his precious cock.

Finally i got to play with his cock and make him hard. I got yo do so in a dress he bought for me. And i felt like i was good at something. I got him rock hard and that made me proud. My master also introduced me to poppers and that was hot. He then told me to grind him which i did and that turned into teasing my hole, which then turned into slowly pushing it in.... Yes i got fucked by daddy and he even made sure to allow me time to get used to it all. By the end of it all i took his entire cock in me and i felt like i finally feel like i belong. I was riding him like a slut and it felt wonderful. While he was fucking me i swear i felt some electricity or something building inside. I begged him to cum inside me and he did. It was the best.

After everything was done he helped me clean up and made sure i felt good. I had a wonderful time. And cant wait to do it again. I know it wont be sex all the time, infact i know one day i will mess up or he will not be in that kind of mood, but i will be looking forward to our next meet. Im feel so content and happy i choose to go.

Today i start the journey long awaited

Hello all.

Today i get to finally start my journey as a sissy bimbo whore slut. I have waited many years for this and today i start.

I am both excited and nervous as anyone would be starting a new journey. I think about the possibilities and just get so horny just from the idea.

Anyone who wants to send me advice or encouragement as i start this journey i would be greatful.

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Goals

How far are you with the high heels training? Can you still walk without heels?

i’ve been wearing heels nonstop for a little over a year. I wear 4″ typically when i go out or go to work. At home i wear 4 or 5, and my goal is to be 5″ full time.

I can walk in flats still, but i have to think about how to step! My legs are so used to heels it’s automatic for me to stay pointed and arched so when i wear flats or go barefoot i really have to focus on using my heel. Good thing i don’t have to do it often! 😊 👠