Not everyone gets this much effect, but it's sooo cool when it happens...
By Tanya
September 21, 2007
Dear Linda,
I feel awkward writing you this because it sounds like I'm in a bad infomercial, but .. it's true -- all that I describe here has happened to me and I thought you should know.
I happened on your site a few days ago and became intrigued. I'm normally heterosexual but I have for 3 decades (I'm in my mid-40s now) been intrigued by being feminized. I listened to your free downloads and watched your Flash animations, and something in my mind broke free.
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In the last 48 hours, I have experienced a hypnosis-based female orgasm, and shortly after watching your Flash animations, masturbated and had the best non-female orgasm I have perhaps ever had, and I have gone to Wal-Mart and spent more than $100 on: - lipstick |
I have chosen the feminization approach that develops a split personality. My feminine half is Tanya, and she's very hot. I can make the male half fade away, and make Tanya take control. She smiles shyly, speaks quietly, lowers her face a little, walks differently, looks at her nails with her fingers extended as opposed to curled and so on. And, she says "wow" a lot and doesn't come across as very smart. She's the total opposite of the assertive, highly-paid, intelligent computer consultant that the male half of me is.
I watched your craving-cock Flash animation, and I craved cock so badly today. This morning, before work, I fucked myself in the ass deliciously with a dildo and took a warm enema for so long that I was 15 minutes late for a business appointment. This has never happened before.
Today, I found a dominant man and tried to meet up with him over lunchtime, but he replied too late. So, tonight, he emailed me his phone number and expressed a hope for maybe another time. Screw that, Tanya thought. I want a cock in my mouth tonight, not one day. So, I picked up the phone and called him back. My voice was quiet, sultry with many pauses in the conversation. I suggested I drive for an hour, back to where he is, and seduce him. He was up for that.
I drove all the way back, and met him at his place. He sat in a chair while he spoke about things that the male "me" knew, but Tanya listened intently, her mouth open, nodding a lot and smiling shyly, saying "wow" frequently. She complimented the man on his knowing so much. Soon she told him that all this talk was arousing her and asked if she could take her clothes off. He allowed it. She was totally the feminine seductress; having formerly dated two exotic dancers, she knew the moves. She turned sideways and slipped off her jeans so the first sight of her round ass, her best feature, would be in profile. The man nodded and smiled. She slipped her jeans down in a feminine way, and then slid down her lime green thong, all the way to her feet, while standing with her legs straight. She slipped her thong off her feet in a feminine way. She crossed her arms behind her head and removed her T-shirt.
The man seemed pleased and invited her to the bed, taking his pants off and inviting her to help herself. She moved onto the bed like a cat, sultry, confidently. His cock was limp, but not for long. She touched it, licked it, and started sucking, focusing on the underside of the head. At some point, her own genitalia were visibly aroused, and she sat back on her haunches for a few seconds, and arched her body backwards, to show off how aroused she was. The man commented something nice. He also complimented her body and her hair, and huessed her age as being in her thirties. She is actually 45 but in good shape and young-looking, and she loved the implied compliment..
She smelled his crotch, and odd smell. And, she deep-throated his cock aggressively, retching in the process, learning that she prefers to guide the action herself, rather than having his hand push her head down. She threw up in her mouth probably a dozen times, her eyes tearing, snot pouring from each nostril, her ass in the air, writhing as she sucked his cock with a passion and swallowing the vomit down almost perfectly every time, with just a little spilling onto the man's bed.
At some point, the man needed a break, and she crawled all over the bed slowly, presenting her ass in profile and in 3/4 rear vision, leaning back, touching herself all over, striking exotic dancer poses slowly and sensuously, as only a woman can. She had NEVER felt this feminine, uninhibited or sexy before, in her entire life. She was immensely aroused yet her genitals didn't convey that. She pinched her nipples, rubbed her breasts, stroked herself all over, and licked her luscious lips while keeping her mouth open all the time.
After a while, the action started again. She focused on his cock and also touched him in other places, and a nice touch he loved was when she stroked his lower belly with her hair. She had persuaded the man to call her by her name, and had explained the girl-premise. Every now and then, the man called her Tanya and "good girl" and she purred, loving loved it. She noticed that she was left-handed. The male half is right-handed -- interesting. She masturbated and sucked the man's cock, very effectively with her left hand, to his immense delight.
Soon, he started gulping and writhing -- not the prettiest sight, she thought. But, she sucked and stroked furiously, and soon he announced he was coming and asked her if she wanted it. No question. She sucked him to climax and right as she felt, for the first time in more than an hour, a smooth, new taste in her mouth other than vomit, his cock hit the back of her throat so intensely that she threw up in her mouth more violently than ever before, mixing his cum with her bile and vomit, and swallowing it all down together, feeling cheated at not having been able to savor his cum, the prize for which she had been working for more than an hour. The man orgasmed happily in her mouth, unaware of her inner turmoil.
After a while, he held her head and explained he's so sensitive that all movement should cease for a while. She remained still, his cock in her mouth, for several minutes. He caressed her hair fondly. Slowly, she removed her mouth from around his cock, and curled up next to his inner thighs, between his legs, touching his thighs gently with her hand, as she writhed her body slowly. Soon, she started up again, licking his cock almost as an obedient dog would. She got him hard again, considered getting him hard enough to sink his cock into her warm, waiting asshole, but she decided instead that it was time for her to go. She washed her hands in the man's bathroom, and the warm water had never felt so good. She asked him if she could get dressed. Typically male, he'd already lost interest in her and was by that time sitting in front of his computer, engrossed in a Web-based article. He responded to her and was civil but clearly pre-occupied with something other than her. She smiled inwardly, relishing her hidden cynicism, then dressed, hugged him, thanked him and left, turning around and waving good-bye prettily. She drove away, her head spinning.
The car needed gas and she stopped by a late-night convenience store to pump gas and buy some snacks and drinks for the drive home. The one thing that had always irritated her about your hypnotic suggestions is the part about smoking. She'd last smoked decades ago and didn't like smoking for herself or anyone else. Yet, at the convenience store, she bought a pack of Virginia Slims, and she's already enjoyed two of them tonight. Her attitude at the convenience store was polite and demure, and the convenience store lady seemed to warm up to her in a way she hadn't experienced before -- almost sisterly.
She's now looking into boob jobs. They're $4000 and she can probably afford that. She's looked in the mirror and her smooth skin, full and thick hair, lovely facial structure and full lips make her a feasible candidate for a sex change if her eyes and nose can be changed. Her body is athletic in a slender way, not with a masculine shape. With some rounder hips and big breasts, she'd look like a killer babe, no hypnosis necessary to have a magnificent woman stare back at her from the mirror.
She's already told her very conservative fellow workers at the office today that her test results had come back as HIV-negative (she gets tested all the time, just in case even though she's never had sex with a man). She didn't feel bad that they might think this implies she's being fucked by men. They might as well start getting used to the idea, she thought.
So, dear Linda, thank you for the most amazing transformation -- in less than two days. And, if you post this on your Web site, I'd be honored except you probably won't do so, since it sounds so good I have a hard time believing it's true, myself. But, it all happened -- and all of it, so recently.
This weekend I plan to enjoy my make-up and new clothes. Maybe I'll drive to a nearby town and try them on in public there first, at a gay bar but with a "Hi! My name is Tanya" badge on my blouse. Wish me success (which means: a thick, long, condom-covered cock riding me hard, pounding my ass for at least 20 minutes before the man comes deep inside my bowels).
With immense gratitude,
Yours,
Tanya
Mmmmm... I love hearing how good it feels to become a sexy girl... who loves to SUCK!
Mind Mistress
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