The Cost Of Beauty

The Nurse At The Hospital Was Very Specific.

“Last Building To The Left, Black Door In The Back”…

Knowing I’ve Got The Directions Right Still Hasn’t Minimized

The Fear This Place Sparks In Me. The Door Opens, It’s Obviously

The Right Place, I Still Don’t Feel Safe… That’s A Feeling I Haven’t Felt Since The Day I Got Put In The Hospital.

This All Started When A Date Asked Me To Dress Like A Women…

Me Being Naturally Feminine, Cross-Dressing Has Always Felt Like Home.

Add Various Reactions From Partners You’ll Have The Recipe Of My

Desire To Progressively Dress, And Become LadyLike

My Last Date Was Amazing. My Partner Was The Epitome

Of What I Desire. If I Could Create The Perfect Man, I’d Still

Fall Short Of Him. Like Most Men I’m Attracted To, Only Want

Transgenders … Friends Helped Me Achieve The Most Plausible Look

I’ve Ever Had. I Felt Gorgeous, Especially When His Reaction Was

Filled With Passion, And A Strong Attraction.

Having Ever Gone Out In Public As A Women. The Idea Stirred A Desire

So Deep It Almost Felt Primal. At First The Bar Was Like Any Other. It Was Close To Home, Had It’s Set Of Regulars, Served Decent Food That

You Could Claim Was Good. After A Few Drinks. First I Was Hoping To Just Not Be Noticed. I Didn’t Realize How Much Attention A Women

Draws In A Bar. Let Alone An Attractive Woman Dressed In A Sexy Outfit Like Mine. Excitement Sparked Flames Of Desire That Tickled A Part Of My Brain That’s Never Been Touched Before. As Each Man Approached Me, Not Only Could They Not Tell I Was A Drag Queen, They Still Really Found Me Attractive.

Free Drinks After Another Led From One Lie To Another. Eventually A

Gorgeous Man Got Me To Say I Was On My Period, But I’d Be Open To Some Oral Play.

I Never Attempted To Do Anything Freaky. Little Did I Know Once A Straight Man Gets Going A Period Means Less Than The Word No.

The Embarrassment And Terror Of Being Forced Back, Legs Spread, Panties Torn Off Me Almost Equated The Pain That Followed.

Waking Up In The Hospital Wondering Why? Triggered The Memory Of The Guy’s Face When He Saw The Truth. Luckily My Nurse Made Me Feel

Normal. Recommended A Solution That Would Prevent Any Of This From Ever Happening Again.

Once I Had Agreed She Offered Me A Water Bottle. The Substance Inside Sparkled Like Irridesent Glitter. I Took A Sip, The Taste Of

Honey Flooded My Taste Buds. I Took Sip After Sip Until The Bottle Was Empty. The Last Thing I Remembered Was Seeing Her Face And

Hearing Her Voice, Renounce, “The Transition Will Start Once You Are Asleep, But The Sacrifice Will Be Severe, A New Body, New Features

And No Family.” It Was Too Late To Resist. I Had Selfishing Bargained. Who I Used To Be Just For The Cost Of Beauty…