The Realisation Of Michaela
By Michaela Jane
I suppose that some of us 'Girls' are more lucky that others and that a very lucky few are luckier than most when it comes to being able to realise our Dreams, but not one of the many 'Girls' that I have ever met seems to have had my enormous amount of good fortune down the road to total feminine release.
Which only goes to prove that being in the right place at the right time is probably the Fate that you rightly deserve, if only once in your lifetime, and is the 'lift' that you are dying for, to bring you out of the Closet and into the open, rightly and properly.
Here is the story of one very lucky person: Michaela
My name is Michaela Jane and I am a totally fulfilled Transvestite. By total, I mean that, at last I am able to live the complete life as a young woman with my own Home, Bank Account, Car and Job - All registered under my 'Femme' name, which must surely be the object of fullfilment for most serious Babes wishing to make the change.
Of course, none of this came easy and time seemed to run away with me once I had really started on my 'conversion', but the perfect opportunity arose when my Wife discovered my 'Secret' - A neatly hung selection of female clothing, in a smaller size than her, secreted in an hidden alcove behind the built in wardrobes in the Master Bedroom! Yes, being a bit of a DIY freak, I had made part of the back of our unit slide across to give access to the hidden alcove behind the main unit, and fitted it out with Drawers and a Hanging Rail - That is until the fateful day that I forgot to close the hidden door and my Wife decided to change her daytime outfit for an Evening Dress prior to our going out to a Dinner Dance on that fateful day - Febuary 14th Valentines Day!
I will not bore you with the details of the upset that followed when I told her the truth about my 'desires' and my 'feminine' side, except to say that, unlike the other wives that I read about - you know, the ones that fully understand and end up 'going along' with the wishes of being a transvestite husband - She totally 'flipped' and insisted that I left our home, there and then - and that is how it has been to this day.... Well, one can't win all the time! (But one can in the end).
I'm writing this, just having emerged from a long, hot scented Bath where I have been lying in for a very long while thinking how wonderfully relaxing being a fully fledged 'girl' really is - Admiring my long smooth legs, narrow waist and almost totally hair free body. (I find it so much cooler to be into almost total depletion). I have had a Heart-Shape tattoo outline done around a small pubic area, and depleted only up to that outline and shorten the pubic hair within the outline to a nice close crop style. But no hair left anywhere else on my body exceept for my own natural auburn head of hair, which is now down to shoulder length and professionally 'done' once a week.
Anyway, now I must emerge from this Bath and proceed to apply some scented moisturer to the whole of my body to take away the slight male feel of some areas of my skin. Whilst I am doing this, I will tell you how I am going to get dressed and what I am going to wear whilst I tell you more of my 'story'.
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