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*I really advice you to read the previous parts first,* [*they are over there*]( Enjoy your read.*

A few weeks later my transformation was in full swing. I was training my holes, I was wearing panties only, I regularly shaved my body – my roommate was so nice and helped me with the hard to reach parts. My useless dick, my clitty was locked away at all times. I already had lost some weight, regular workouts helped with getting skinny and developing some damn hot curves. And my hair was growing out and I all felt nothing but great.

Also my, or better said our online platforms, because my roommate was a massive part of it too, did great. More and more supporters showed up. More and more men enjoyed watching our content. Or sent me encouraging messages, and yes some money too. It was enough money to think about permanent hair removal, because shaving my whole body nearly every day, was just a very tiresome thing to do.

But thinking about permanent hair removal wasn’t enough, so my roommate set up an appointment with a dermatologist for the two of us. He was very supportive, he told us everything about different ways, risks and gave us some tips were they really knew how to do the job. He did it all for free, well not one hundred percent free, he asked for a lifetime free membership to all of our pages. Because he wanted to see how my transformation would go on. We gave him what he wanted, and he turned into one of my most loved fans since back then.

After getting some awesome advice we set up and appointment at one of the places the dermatologist recommended to us. Luckily some canceled their sessions, and they offered them to me. I more than just gladly accepted it.

About two weeks later it was time for my first hair removal session. We began with the face, because my beard was a fast growing one, and I was sick and tired of shaving myself every day. Yes, it hurt like hell when the laser burned away my hair roots, but no pain no gain. And my face became smoother and smoother. We documented the process and posted it online. Many fans told me that it looked great, and they also told me too bite through. And send me some money for support.

Beside smoothening up my body, it was time to change something else. It was time to get rid of my male clothes. I nothing but hated them. I didn’t wanted to wear them anymore. I wanted to go out, to show the world the real me. So my roommate and I went shopping for some new, female only clothes.

We were out shopping for about a week. We went in tons of stores. I tried on about a million outfits – we took pictures of most of it and posted them online, the fans loved them. I had fun. I fell in love with shopping, clothes shopping, something I nothing but hated before my sissy journey began.

And yes, I wore female attire at home, I wore it out on the streets, I wore it when hanging out in nightclubs, I wore female only. I was really nervous about going out in female clothes, showing off the real me in the beginning. I was afraid that people would stare at me, call me names, or even worse, assaulting me, but luckily nothing like that happened. Well, some called me a faggot, but the majority of the reaction was more than just positive. And yes, it felt great when some men were looking after me, catcalling me, it made me feel hot, wanted. It made me feel more like a woman.

And yes, just for myself, and my inner peace, it just felt so much better wearing nothing but female clothes than having to dress up like a man. I finally was me. And to be honest, my masculinity still was there from time to time, but it was slowly but steadily melting away. And not that there had been that much of it beforehand, but well it was there.

But that wasn’t all that was going on. My fuck doll training kept on going. My boipussy, my little fuck hole was able to take bigger and bigger toys every day. It felt better and better every day. I was riding dildos, shoving them up my ass at least for half an hour each day. My roommate filmed it all.

Fucking myself was my daily highlight back then. I got dressed up in some fine lingerie, thank you my dear fans, I love you all, but up some make up, made my hair, prepared my dirty hole and then I began to play with myself.

It began with stripping myself naked, doing some teasing for the camera, showing up my growing curves, exposing my hot body piece by piece. Then I sucked, I deep throated one of my toys to warm myself up, to turn myself on, because I love sucking cock.

About five, maybe ten minutes later, I meanwhile was totally naked or wearing some lingerie, or something else that turned me on, made me feel hotter and more female, it was time for some fucking. I slid one of my dildos up my ass. While moaning out loud. It just felt so damn fucking good.

Then I either fucked myself with the dildo in numerous positions, or I rode on of them by using a dildo with a suction cup. I was nothing but great. Every thrust felt better than the thrust before. I nearly all the time lost myself. I forgot about the cameras. I forgot about my roommate being in the same room with me. I forgot about everything except the toy that was sliding in and out of my asshole. That toy that was sliding in and out of my boipussy.

And then after some time fucking myself, some inner heat was building up. More and more tension was building up. My moaning was very loud, female and intense. My eyes were turning backwards. And boom, I had an orgasm.

My balls emptied themselves through my locked up limb clitty. That was the last thing male left in my sexuality. And yes I all the time cleaned up the mess I made. Because sperm, sperm just tastes great.

But before eating my own spunk, I needed some time to regain myself, to relax myself, because after cumming from anal, I normally just collapsed to the ground, or onto the bed, sofa or what so ever I was fucking myself on. It was a nothing but awesome time back then. And I really learned how to take some real cock.

My roommate loved the progress I made. She told me that I soon would be ready to please a real man. To take his massive cock down my throat, to take his massive cock up my ass and ride him to an orgasm. When she told me that, a giggle left my body. I turned read. I hugged her. And I asked her: “You really think that I am ready soon?”

She smiled at me: “Yes, soon. Soon we start looking for a really well hung man for you, to take away your virginity.”

I hugged her again. My fuck hole was tingling like it had never done before. I felt an inner heat building up, I wanted some cock so bad. But it would take another couple of months., or maybe even longer, until the day would come, because serious transformation just takes time.

NSFW: yes

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