Becoming My Fantasy

It started with little things, I liked to dress like a woman, and I had a “type” – curvy, redhead, super girly… I bought a wig, I got really good silicone prosthetics. I got electrolysis (I wasn’t going to grow a beard anyhow).

I had a spare room and started to make it into the kind of room my fantasy girl would like. PINK! And stuffies, dolls, flowers! Everything super girly for my fantasy girl.

I spent more and more time looking like her, learning to talk like a flirty girlie girl, to move like she would.  My Zoom calls for work became no camera and all text. I finally admitted it to my boss and he said he didn’t care as long as I got my work done.

That’s when my fantasy girl was set free. I decided the prosthetics weren’t good enough anymore.  I got implants. I got hormones. I got the “final surgery.”

Now I spend a lot of time with my camera on, being the fantasy girl for men who have a “type” – cryvy, redhead girlie girls like ME!!