My feminization

It is when I was about five years old that I started to feel an irresistible attraction for the world of femininity. As soon as my mother and my sister were out, I spent much time to explore their closets and drawers, testing on myself these delicious silky effects usually reserved to girls.

The first time my sister surprised me, one day she had returned of the college earlier than usually, it was for me in the same time a shame and a delivery. A shame because she discovered me fully dressed as a girl, from feet to hair. And a delivery because, since this day, I knew I would not need anymore to hide. Much better, I was going to find in my sister an accomplice and a guide.

A guide who could also show herself very authoritative and pitiless - but it is another (long) story, which I tell in my Private Club.