I Became Blair.
I became Blair because my partner Mia had an obsessive need for a lesbian lover but craved cock and hard fucking. She knew I was interested and dressed me in women's lingerie every day. She’d feel up my bra when I left the house and I would feel her fine ass. In bed we would watch porn, she loved to watch black cocks fucking white women, and I loved watching trannies fucked bareback. She started leaving her dirty panties on the bathroom floor for me to find, knowing I was sniffing, licking and masturbating on them and enjoying it.
We picked a shopping day and went shopping. I picked out panties and bras for both of us. I asked for her help and she helped fit a sexy bra onto my chest. She said it fit and I guessed it was my size. I modeled the bra and matching panties for her inspection. “You're so femme,” she said as she went out of the dressing room to shop for a short dress. I bought a hat to cover my short hair and asked her for help picking lipstick. She kissed me; we kissed as females and felt each other-up under our bras. She took my man clothes and moved to throw them in the trash. “How do we get home? We’re out of the house, I'm dressed as a woman, and wearing only a bra and panties,” I said. Mia threw my clothes back at me and laughed. “You need hosiery and heels,” she said and started toward the shoe department. We selected ladies’ footwear for me and moved to the checkout counter. We were wearing all the clothing items and accessories when we got to the counter and handed all the sales tags to the cashier. “Oh, she's quite the perfect lady,” the clerk said to Mia.
We left the department store and I was having trouble walking in my heels. Swaying my hips allowed enough stability to get to our car. “We’re going to a salon for a perm and make up," Mia announced. We arrived and the hair salon and the manager welcomed us. “Hello ladies. Please stroll about and make yourselves comfortable.” I loved the first-class service and decided I loved being treated like a lady. We enjoyed our spa day and I looked, smelled and felt like a lady when we left. “I need to be loved by a woman”, Mia said. I kissed her, kissed again and felt up to her bra with my hand. “Blair is here for you dearest: Blair is here to feed your every desire,” I whispered.
Mia drove to a cocktail lounge in town that we go to. I hiked up my dress to flash my panties as we sat down. The male server took our drink order and stared at my panties. We needed to use the bathroom and walked down the hallway to use them. Mia pulled me away from the men’s room. “Wrong room, “she said. We squatted to pee in adjacent stalls and I asked about the machines on the wall. She finished her work in the stall, walked to the machine on the wall, made her purchase and opened my stall door. “Lift your legs Blair,” she demanded. I obeyed her command and she inserted a tampon into my exposed asshole. “You will wear it all day, “she said. I felt even more like a woman. We went back to our table and two men asked us to dance. They groped us, felt us up and treated us like total sluts. I was feeling so horny and Mia suggested we all move to the lounge in the back. We moved to a table in the lounge; we were alone and vulnerable as our new friends groped and man-handled us. I winked at Mia and she rolled her eyes upward as her guy’s finger penetrated her wet pussy. My partner groped my crotch and felt my erect cock. “This slut has a dick,” he announced. I groped his crotch and I saw my wife's date shove his swollen cock into her mouth. “You're going to taste it too,” he laughed. I was so horny I said I would do anything. “Anything,” he asked and I nodded yes. ” Suck this,” he said. I leaned over Mia, kissed her, her lips parted and she guided her partner's stiff cock into my mouth. “Shove it in there,” she ordered. “Shove it down his fucking throat.” I was in heaven; my wife watched my degradation while fingering her pussy intensely. I felt the penis in my mouth erupt and cum spurted into my mouth. I swallowed all I could and the rest dribbled from my mouth and onto my new bra. I grabbed Mia and shared hot passionate cum kisses. Cum kisses that bubbled on our pressed lips. Our dates lost interest and
dumped us in a heap. We lay in the mess until we recovered a little bit.
We left the lounge half naked and drove home. We showered and kissed. “I'll use my black strap-on dildo on you now whore”, Mia said. “You're my filthy fucking slut.” I wrote this letter to my true love the next day.
Dear Mia,I am writing this to express my deepest gratitude for your role in my recent transformation. For a long time, I felt a part of myself waiting to emerge, and your encouragement and vision helped me finally step into the person I wanted to be. The experiences we shared—from the careful selection of a new wardrobe to the time spent at the salon—were transformative. Having your help in choosing things that made me feel feminine and confident meant the world to me. I particularly appreciated the way you guided me through the challenges of adjusting to a new appearance and how you supported me as I learned to navigate the world in a different way. That day at the spa and the evening that followed were turning points. Feeling treated like a lady and being seen for who I truly am was an experience I will always treasure. Your willingness to push my boundaries and help me explore new facets of my identity has strengthened our bond and allowed me to feel more authentic than ever before. Thank you for being there for me, for your patience, and for helping me realize that I can be the person I’ve always dreamed of being. I am so grateful to have you by my side as we continue this journey together. With all my love,Blair
We picked a shopping day and went shopping. I picked out panties and bras for both of us. I asked for her help and she helped fit a sexy bra onto my chest. She said it fit and I guessed it was my size. I modeled the bra and matching panties for her inspection. “You're so femme,” she said as she went out of the dressing room to shop for a short dress. I bought a hat to cover my short hair and asked her for help picking lipstick. She kissed me; we kissed as females and felt each other-up under our bras. She took my man clothes and moved to throw them in the trash. “How do we get home? We’re out of the house, I'm dressed as a woman, and wearing only a bra and panties,” I said. Mia threw my clothes back at me and laughed. “You need hosiery and heels,” she said and started toward the shoe department. We selected ladies’ footwear for me and moved to the checkout counter. We were wearing all the clothing items and accessories when we got to the counter and handed all the sales tags to the cashier. “Oh, she's quite the perfect lady,” the clerk said to Mia.
We left the department store and I was having trouble walking in my heels. Swaying my hips allowed enough stability to get to our car. “We’re going to a salon for a perm and make up," Mia announced. We arrived and the hair salon and the manager welcomed us. “Hello ladies. Please stroll about and make yourselves comfortable.” I loved the first-class service and decided I loved being treated like a lady. We enjoyed our spa day and I looked, smelled and felt like a lady when we left. “I need to be loved by a woman”, Mia said. I kissed her, kissed again and felt up to her bra with my hand. “Blair is here for you dearest: Blair is here to feed your every desire,” I whispered.
Mia drove to a cocktail lounge in town that we go to. I hiked up my dress to flash my panties as we sat down. The male server took our drink order and stared at my panties. We needed to use the bathroom and walked down the hallway to use them. Mia pulled me away from the men’s room. “Wrong room, “she said. We squatted to pee in adjacent stalls and I asked about the machines on the wall. She finished her work in the stall, walked to the machine on the wall, made her purchase and opened my stall door. “Lift your legs Blair,” she demanded. I obeyed her command and she inserted a tampon into my exposed asshole. “You will wear it all day, “she said. I felt even more like a woman. We went back to our table and two men asked us to dance. They groped us, felt us up and treated us like total sluts. I was feeling so horny and Mia suggested we all move to the lounge in the back. We moved to a table in the lounge; we were alone and vulnerable as our new friends groped and man-handled us. I winked at Mia and she rolled her eyes upward as her guy’s finger penetrated her wet pussy. My partner groped my crotch and felt my erect cock. “This slut has a dick,” he announced. I groped his crotch and I saw my wife's date shove his swollen cock into her mouth. “You're going to taste it too,” he laughed. I was so horny I said I would do anything. “Anything,” he asked and I nodded yes. ” Suck this,” he said. I leaned over Mia, kissed her, her lips parted and she guided her partner's stiff cock into my mouth. “Shove it in there,” she ordered. “Shove it down his fucking throat.” I was in heaven; my wife watched my degradation while fingering her pussy intensely. I felt the penis in my mouth erupt and cum spurted into my mouth. I swallowed all I could and the rest dribbled from my mouth and onto my new bra. I grabbed Mia and shared hot passionate cum kisses. Cum kisses that bubbled on our pressed lips. Our dates lost interest and
dumped us in a heap. We lay in the mess until we recovered a little bit.
We left the lounge half naked and drove home. We showered and kissed. “I'll use my black strap-on dildo on you now whore”, Mia said. “You're my filthy fucking slut.” I wrote this letter to my true love the next day.
Dear Mia,I am writing this to express my deepest gratitude for your role in my recent transformation. For a long time, I felt a part of myself waiting to emerge, and your encouragement and vision helped me finally step into the person I wanted to be. The experiences we shared—from the careful selection of a new wardrobe to the time spent at the salon—were transformative. Having your help in choosing things that made me feel feminine and confident meant the world to me. I particularly appreciated the way you guided me through the challenges of adjusting to a new appearance and how you supported me as I learned to navigate the world in a different way. That day at the spa and the evening that followed were turning points. Feeling treated like a lady and being seen for who I truly am was an experience I will always treasure. Your willingness to push my boundaries and help me explore new facets of my identity has strengthened our bond and allowed me to feel more authentic than ever before. Thank you for being there for me, for your patience, and for helping me realize that I can be the person I’ve always dreamed of being. I am so grateful to have you by my side as we continue this journey together. With all my love,Blair
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