Sexy crossdress fiction L

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L-L-L-Lucinda! ‘ he shouted into the mirror triumphantly before raising his hand to his
mouth on realisation that nothing had happened. He could see Brie behind his reflection
sighing in exaggerated mock exasperation. His ex appeared to be enjoying this just as
much as was hating it.

It’s funny… ‘ she giggled, ‘…and not just in a ‘I turned my pathetic ex-boyfriend into a
bitch trussed up in latex’ kinda way. It’s funny… ‘ she began again, ‘…because it was your
inability to say another four letter word beginning with ‘l.‘ that broke us up in the first
place! I loved you Luke! Do you know that? I freaking loved you! Nothing compared to
how you made me feel..not even my powers. Speaking of which…how are they making
you feel now?‘ Luke squirmed at hearing the question, buckling slightly at the knees
causing the tight latex of the dress to screech across his ass. His huge breasts rose and fell
with his heavy, frustrated breathing, tormented by his inability to do the one thing that
would cancel out the spelL..say his own name.

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Lutthhhinda,‘ he raised his hands to his throat in shock at the lisped squeak that had
escaped his plump glossy lips. His eyes shot accusingly at Brie.

Oh didn’t I tell you?‘ she taunted, ‘with every failed attempt, you become a little bit more
like the latex bimbo you see before you in the mirror. Luke gazed despairingly at the
humiliating reflection before him, the shiny rubber that encased his body only matched by
the muscular waxed legs that sat atop towering platform heels. He pursed his bloated lips
together in concentration, considering another attempt before thinking better of it. ‘Do
you know how much you affected me?‘ asked his torturer, ‘do you know why this and why
now? Well, I just got dumped again. Dumped for crying out in the throes of passion. Can
you guess what four letter word I screamed out in ecstasy while another man was inside
me?‘

Luthinda?‘ Luke lisped sadly. Brie appeared to lighten up at seeing her ex-boyfriend now
have to try visibly harder to focus. ‘Pwleeath… ‘ he moaned, ‘pwleeath let me say Luthinda
again…urrgggh I mean Luthinda. Arrrggghhhh… ‘ he let off a loud high-pitched scream of
frustration, slumping forward and almost causing his giant breasts to pop out of his dress’
Okay, okay…‘ Brie giggled, ‘…cool it will you, here, you can say your namgain!

T hhamks! ‘ the latex babe smiled emptily, ‘eerrrmmm…whatwa?«” {awa-


How To Walk Like A Woman For Crossdressers (Male to Female Transgender Crossdressing Tips)

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Time to get that walk down ladies…walk with me….just like everything else in cross dressing your walk is going to take some practice to keep you from looking like a NFL Linebacker in stilettos. Good thing is practicing walking in heels is fun. The key is to not over do it like you are on the runway for Victoria’s Secret. Here are some tips to help you get the feminine walk down a little better.

Practice Walking In Your Heels

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Practice makes perfect right? So spend your entire day in heels ( If your feet can bare it). Do your daily household chores in your heels. One thing I love to do is dance in mine. If you can dance…you can walk, both take a bit of getting used to, and a little wine does not hurt to loosen you up.

 Relax…

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Speaking of loosening up, you need to be relaxed, and not so stiff. Feminine movements will come a lot easier to you if you are not so tensed up. The stretches in THIS post and some of the stretches HERE are great for releasing tension in your body. Yoga is great for this too.

3. Head Up
Keep your head up high and look straight ahead

4. Keep Your Back Straight

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Don’t be a slouch, keep good posture arch your back a bit but do not over do it either

5. Keep Your Elbows At Your Sides.
Do not swing your arms, Keep your elbows tucked in around your waist

6. Hips don’t lie

This step is very important NOT to over do. Sway your hips slightly with each step.

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7. Smaller Steps
Keep in mind to take smaller steps. Step straight ahead.

8. Film Yourself Walking
I wish I could find my old VHS tape with me prancing around in 7 inch stripper heels, a mini skirt and my mothers wig on…actually…no I don’t…but this is a great way to study what you are doing right, and what you are doing wrong.

9. Confidence
Own it T-girl…you need to have confidence ( I can be your cheerleader)

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10. Observe
Without being creepy, observe the way  transgender women walk. Head to the mall or the beach and study women’s movements

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Sexy maid trigger fiction

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Felix took another long deep breath as he looked around him at where it had all
begun. The Palladium ‘s lobby lay empty since there were no matinee
performances on Saturday but for Feflx the room was packed to the rafters with
tension as he stared up at the poster advertising the return of The Great Simon.
the one person in the world that could rid him of the curse that was ruining his
life. Silently. he slipped through a door to where he knew the backstage area to
be in search of the famous hypnotist…

Are you lost young man t’Fefix whireda round to see a glamorous looking
woman in a tank-top and impossibly tight jeans. He recognised her as the Great
Simon ‘s incredibly sexy assistant. Zoe. Dammit. he’d been roaming the corridors
less than five minutes and he’d been discoved already. ‘Well.” she raised a
vivacious eyebrow. Still a little startled and intimidated by the beautiful woman
before him. Felix stammered that he needed to see her famous boss. to which
she demanded an explanation as to why. ‘Vou’re not seeing him unless you have
a hell of a reason. ‘ Zoe folded her arms defiantly. ‘the Great Simon is a very busy
man!‘ And so it came out. all of it. every single humiliating detail of how his
sister was systematically turning him into a Ewing lake by summoning the
fantastically feminine Felicia whenever she felt like it. The utter shame he felt
from just reciting his story made it difficult for him to even look at Zoe while he
was talking but she barely even seemed interested. she just stood there. one
hand on a perfectly sculpted hip. the other absentmindedly scrolfing through her
phone. He was spilling out the worst moments of his fife and she didn’t even
care… Feeling disgusted. he turned to walk away. ‘So… ‘ she purred after him.
what song did Simon set as your trigger!‘ He told her. She smirked cruelly. still
playing with her phone. and looked up at him as those all too familiar disco
chimes began to play through the phone’s speakers. heaven…

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When Felix finally returned to being. well…Fefix. he was sitting on a fold out bed
in a cramped dressing room. his body strapped into a tiny latex bikini that really
emphasised the curves from the hormones his sister had been slipping Felicia
and a fishnet body stoci’ng that encased everything from his chest down. Zoe
stood in front of him and was in the process of pulling up her practically painted-
on jeans while Fefix contemplated the strange taste in his mouth.

It seems Felicia is a girl of many talents! ‘ Zoe winked mischieviously. ‘if you
really want me to heb you get rid of her. it’s going to cost you. ‘ She exhaled
loudly and grinned widely, gaa’ng down at her prey. ‘I just hope you’re as good
at following instructions as Felicia was.”


Fiction crossdressing for my country

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“O-Oh man… Th-This is…intense,” said Secret Agent Steven Hanes to himself in the hallway mirror. Agent
Hanes was a part of a select group of Agents for the Central Intelligence Agency that got to use the new,
secret equipment that took undercover missions to the next level. The machines could literally change the
physical forms of those that use it.

Agent Hanes was on a very special mission. He had been for three months already. The CIA had been tracking a foreign terrorist that snuck into America a little over a year ago, and was said to be residing within New
York. His plan was to assassinate the President, and his cabinet, so that he and the group that he was said to be working for could eventually destroy and create their own America. The only problem, was that the man had gotten wind that the CIA was onto him. He began to use disguises to cover his trail, and the CIA would send agents to cover any possible areas that he could have been at. As for Agent Hanes, he had already gained the afiection of the terrorist, known as “Mr. X” after he saw Hanes in a ritzy bar in the Upper East Side. After a few drinks, Hanes, going under the alias of “Gwen” offered to show him a good time if they could get some
“privacy”.

Hanes pulled the top of his dress down to show an ample amount of cleavage. “Alright guys, do you have the tracking device showing on the GP S,” asked Hanes as he spoke into the headset covered by his hair. Once he got the affirmative, Hanes slowly walked over to the hotel room of Mr. X, stumbling in the high heels on his feet. “I hope you guys hurry the hell up. I’ve had enough of this body.” Hanes takes a quick, deep breath, preparing himself for the “good time” he promised. “I hope the CIA knows how to reverse this. This for my country.”


Fiction crossdressing for my country

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“O-Oh man… Th-This is…intense,” said Secret Agent Steven Hanes to himself in the hallway mirror. Agent
Hanes was a part of a select group of Agents for the Central Intelligence Agency that got to use the new,
secret equipment that took undercover missions to the next level. The machines could literally change the
physical forms of those that use it.

Agent Hanes was on a very special mission. He had been for three months already. The CIA had been tracking a foreign terrorist that snuck into America a little over a year ago, and was said to be residing within New
York. His plan was to assassinate the President, and his cabinet, so that he and the group that he was said to be working for could eventually destroy and create their own America. The only problem, was that the man had gotten wind that the CIA was onto him. He began to use disguises to cover his trail, and the CIA would send agents to cover any possible areas that he could have been at. As for Agent Hanes, he had already gained the afiection of the terrorist, known as “Mr. X” after he saw Hanes in a ritzy bar in the Upper East Side. After a few drinks, Hanes, going under the alias of “Gwen” offered to show him a good time if they could get some
“privacy”.

Hanes pulled the top of his dress down to show an ample amount of cleavage. “Alright guys, do you have the tracking device showing on the GP S,” asked Hanes as he spoke into the headset covered by his hair. Once he got the affirmative, Hanes slowly walked over to the hotel room of Mr. X, stumbling in the high heels on his feet. “I hope you guys hurry the hell up. I’ve had enough of this body.” Hanes takes a quick, deep breath, preparing himself for the “good time” he promised. “I hope the CIA knows how to reverse this. This for my country.”