Egon was determined to achieve femininity - no matter what the cost. After a long journey of self-realization, he had approached this transformative task with confidence and dedication. That night of being unwell, Egon methodically painted each nail pink as she requested. As his trembling hands stroked his nails once more after taking a deep breath, they were soon cloaked in cherry red - a sign of progress towards freedom from binary gender conformity. It seemed as if nothing could stop Egon from realizing his dream: to be a woman!
Egon was frustrated that his inclinations were not socially recognized. Although he was able to appear in travesty on stage, acceptance on the street and in the shopping streets was not so great. Egon experienced this firsthand when he was confronted with the hostile reactions of other passers-by, who simply condemned him for wearing women's clothes. As if sensing these negative energies, shivers ran down his spine when he donned wigs or latex suits to create the illusion of femininity - moments when hatred of the man in drag was at its strongest.
With a deep sense of relief, Egon pushed the unpleasant memories aside and resumed his task. A noble whore* had been kind enough to give him valuable guidance and support on this important journey of self-realization. Without her presence he probably would not have had the courage to take such a bold step into uncharted waters. It was a certain lady from an advertisement who triggered these stirrings in his soul.
She spoke in such a seductive tone that it felt as if time had stopped around them both. In doing so, she gave no indication that she viewed her meetings merely as a means of payment or a chore, as if they were faced with a looming deadline imposed by a ticking clock of bondage. Every time Egon and Sunny met, their shared coffee ritual was just one of the many opportunities for liberation they experienced. From erotic lessons to recreational activities where he could indulge his fetishism uninhibited, in her presence opportunities blossomed for him.
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More importantly, it was their unwavering friendship that made this relationship blossom into something special. Unlike any other sex worker on the market who only judged or took advantage of him as an individual with strong desires. In those moments between them, a real connection was formed, forged through listening and camaraderie. Qualities rarely found elsewhere but undeniably present here.
The tears threatened to flow at any moment and Egon was in a state of deep sorrow. He wanted nothing more than that the sorrow that was constantly seething inside him would escape and be free. But that poignant moment proved unfortunate, for he had bravely faced an intimidating task: anal penetration by another man, despite his sexual orientation being strictly female. Namely Sunny, who loved putting her bra on his silicone breasts while she rode him hard.
Whether it was oral sex or a massage, when his partners put their fingers in his anus and felt the pleasure through every inch of skin. Now came the time when he demanded much more of himself, which initially caused social uneasiness but soon led to intense arousal because he believed in his self-worth despite being socially frowned upon.
To feminize himself, Egon was encouraged to take part in a series of stretching games. His mistress celebrated each crossdressing session with a new vibrator, which gradually increased in size. An exciting moment later came when her strap-on gave him a heady feeling without much foreplay - while teaching him respectable oral sex at the same time! Cruel as it may sound, the deep penetration and forced gagging only brought Egon immense pleasure - a delicious pleasure like no other.
His head filled with unbearable thoughts as an instrument of Sunny's dominance clamped around his male member like a prison. Strange and unsettling at first, the metal penis cage soon became something he not only accepted but embraced. Through his unyielding grip came both positive and negative feelings, culminating in the lust to submit to her authority.
As Egon's world was ruled by divine and carnal forces, a deep connection developed between him and his goddess. Each day brought renewed strength to endure the challenging routine while their remarkable symbiosis deepened, without either party feeling selfish or narcissistic needs even before they began feminizing together. On walks, she whispered in Egon's ear, reminding him that fulfillment came solely from his effort and devotion - an act of pure love for one another.
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Egon was a cultured and educated man with the financial stability to support himself, but he yearned for more. He wasn't just looking for another mate, he was looking for the love of Sunny, his seductive lover. Could Egon offer anything greater against their world of hilarious escapades? If only she would fully embrace him in her life! Aside from the comfortable security, what really mattered was: Does she love him too?
Egon looked at his freshly painted nails, a bright and passionate red that not only reflected the character of their nocturnal adventure, but also triggered an intense, inner cinema in him. His goddess had kept the key to his penis cage between her ample breasts; beneath it lay thick walls that hid far more intimate things. They were treading on thin ice as he began to learn what it meant to be feminized under Sunny's tutelage. Because there was a lot to be gained in this seductive game, both for himself and for all potential buyers.
Egon's inner desire to become a woman ran deep, but the greatest challenge still lay ahead of him: having sex with another man. Although he hadn't wanted it before and found it repulsive, Egon still wanted to push his own boundaries by experiencing something new. The feeling of being possessed, in that pleasant way, as a full-fledged woman. He couldn't get that thought out of his head until one day his partner asked him if he would be willing to show some daring latex fashion in front of male eyes. And thereby revealing not only the clothes, but also the part of himself that longs for change.
After hearing Sunny's terms, the lords vying for Egon had their bids ready. His virginity made him even more desirable to her. After all, each of them wanted a chance to experience their first time. With the money raised at this auction, Sunny planned an extravagant vacation as a reward. Maybe she took Egon with her as a masseur or a slave, depending on how much effort he could show in serving customers' penises in the city. But it didn't matter which way these customers sought pleasure, oral or otherwise. They demanded that Egon give them the greatest possible satisfaction, so that both parties would benefit tenfold.
Egon's anticipation grew, his heart was racing and an intoxicating thrill flowed through him. What would his lover wear when he becomes his true self? Would it be the slinky wetlook dress or something more daring like the latex catsuit that showcased her beauty so perfectly? Oh how he loved snuggling on those latex stockings! Even if he wasn't allowed to.
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His head was spinning as they enjoyed themselves with elbow-length gloves and stimulating anal play. But nothing compared to penetration by an inflatable XL dildo. An ecstasy that was both unbearable and yet so delightfully satisfying. Egon was in a state of simultaneous humiliation and fascination. He tasted his own caviar while Sunny sadistically basked in the situation. His thoughts quickly shifted from speculation about who would attend the auction to one consolation: no matter what happened, he had absolute confidence that everything would be fine with Sunny's care.
With a mischievous grin, Egon looked at the ensemble he had put together. From the wetlook shirt and leggings to the elegant heels and long wig, all accentuated by a striking make-up, Egon was an attractive femme fatale who would make her suitors swoon. Still, there was still work to be done before he ventured out into the public eye. The nails had to be polished, the silicone mask had to be adjusted. It was important that everything was applied immaculately if he didn't want to arouse suspicion that he was anything but a perfect beauty.