As sometimes happens to me, I am about to spend a wonderful weekend all alone at home to live my life as a girl.I shaved, put on makeup and now I adjust my bob cut blonde wig in front of my boudoir.I love to make these foreplay last which slowly raise the desire in my kidneys.In front of my mirror, I put on a lovely corset with 105 / D cups threatening to explode under the pressure of my silicone breasts.As I walk, I like to feel the heavy swaying of my breasts which tuck my bra straps into my shoulders.Then, it is with a pleasure that I never tire of hanging my stockings on my garter belt.In front of my mirror, I put a bent leg on my bed.As women do, I put my thumbs inside my nylon veil, sliding them back and forth to unroll it to the top of my thigh.Then, I let my two garters hang in front of my split panties to center them in the middle of my legs before fixing them.I tie the others with precision on the sides of my hips and at the level of the buttocks, making sure that the seams of my stockings stay straight.I take a few steps in my room to feel the tension of the nylon on my legs.I make sure my corset with ten garters hugs my waist to keep my stockings taut.Two garters pulled up at the edge of my stockings as well as stiletto heels complete my glamorous outfit.I always buy garter belts that sit on the waist and not on the hips because they do not hold in place and cause the stockings to pucker.Their erotic load is also less strong.This magnificent symbol of femininity must be worn over the thong or the panties or without anything to keep all its elegance.Many women do the opposite to avoid removing their garters to the toilet by losing all the charm of this lingerie.To relieve my bladder, I sit on the toilet like a girl, sliding my panties over my thighs without removing my garters.My transformation being completed, I contemplate myself in front of my mirror, being satisfied with the image it sends back to me.I spent years perfecting my makeup, my clothing, my body language to become a credible girl.I got into the habit of taking small steps crossing my legs, pelvis forward, ensuring that my gait remains fluid and feminine.I also stand up straight, avoiding swinging my arms and turning my shoulders like a man.Only the lower part of my body moves when I initiate a slight sway amplified by the wearing of my pumps.By striking suggestive poses in front of my mirror, I can't stop my erect cock from springing out of my open panties.In order to feel like a woman and to be more focused on my anal orgasm, I wear my CB 3000 chastity cage.Laying down on my bed, I rub my nylon-covered thighs together to hear the crunch of my stockings.Impatient to start, I put myself on my back, placing a cushion under my buttocks so that I can use my toys more effectively.In front of my mirror, I spread my thighs wide to explore the soft and satiny folds of my pussy, lubricating it abundantly with silicone.Then, I caress my breasts, thinking of the many scenarios that I will improvise to give myself pleasure throughout the weekend.I suddenly think of the package I just received and which I hasten to open with curiosity.Wrapped in a silky and delicate paper, I discover a huge dildo that has everything of a real penis except its disproportionate size.A little note from my fr ...

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