All my life, I felt like I was in the wrong body. I always liked my tan skin and curly black hair, but I always felt like I was meant for other things. I used to dream about getting married, but I always always the one in the beautiful dress. Elegant jewelry draped along my neck and arms and weaving through my heavy cleavage. And I saw myself with a man. A man who would take of me and make sure I looking beautiful for him. Who would pick out my dresses and order me to wear jewelry for him. And I would dance for him, and worship his body. And in return, my body would be his to use as he pleased. Slowly but surely, he would take from me everything that once made me a boy. Through surgery and hormones, I would be curvy and smooth. Now that I’m still young and in college, I don’t want to wait for that man anymore. I’ve been shaving my body and expanding my hole. If you’re the man in my dreams, come say hi.
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