Therapy - Part One

I needed help.  My crossdressing was really causing me problems.  Not the dressing itself, for I loved that, but everything else that came with it.  I was pretty typical, I guess.  I had a lot of “issues” about my being a guy who liked to dress up as a woman.  I loved to dress en femme but hated the idea doing so made me gay.  I wasn't gay!  I was straight!  So, I’d go through all the usual stuff.  Lots of self-loathing, lots of guilt, and I’d do the whole binge and purge thing.  That’s what finally did it.  I’d gone through that one too many times.  I’d just blown a few hundred with my credit card on one of those lingerie store websites and then felt so guilty over it that I’d simply thrown away the entire shipment without even opening it!  Then I felt even worse for having wasted all that much money and not having anything lacy and frilly and femme to show for it!  I needed help!  So I began looking around for it. 

First Time - Again

Last night I went to my first "tgirl" night at Hamburger Mary's in Long Beach.

I'd originally planned on going to Club Shine at the Oxwood Inn up in The Valley.  But, after talking with a gurl I'd met online about it, she persuaded me that T-Girl Saturday at Hamburger Mary's was "IT."  So, I canceled my hotel reservation up in the Valley and made one at the Vagabond Inn down in Long Beach.

I pulled in to the bar at about 21:30 and things really didn't get hopping until about 22:00 or so.  By 23:00 the place had filled up nicely and there were a whole bunch of "gurls" lining the back wall.  It was fun to watch even as I was in full-up boy drag.

House Sissy 02

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Working The Club - Part Two

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Working The Club - Part Two

Another night at the Pussy Galore Club. It's a special night as it's the night a former Pussy Boy starts her first time as a Pussy Girl. This makes for a lot of changes - no few of which were not anticipated, thought through, or even appreciated. Is it still worth it? Would it be for you? Would you want to work as a Pussy Girl at the Pussy Galore Club? Could you handle it?

House Sissy

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Feeding Time

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Working The Club - Part One

Fran felt the strap of her thong panties press against the plug in her rear.  "They don't call it dental floss for the ass for nothing." she thought to herself as she moved through the crowd in the club.  Dressed in a black with platinum trim, frilly, clingy, and oh-so-revealing little cocktail waitress uniform, she minced in her high heels toward the men and women at their tables.  She had a tray with their drink orders perched atop her left hand while her right hand was planted on her swaying hips.  She moved smoothly in her heels thanks to lots of practice in them with her Mistress and with all the shifts she'd worked there at the "Pussy Galore" club.