From Hero to Heroine

I will start by commenting that there are things that should not be combined. Since I was about 9 years old, I acquired the habit of getting excited wearing women's clothing. I started with a bikini, then dental floss, my sister's two years older dresses and so I always loved wearing very feminine pieces. , masturbate and then everything happened and I continued my normal life until I was 14 years old I had already had two girlfriends, one in primary school and one in secondary school, every time I dressed I improved the sessions more and more with the appearance of a woman or at least a young girl of At 14 years old, my face helped me a lot, my hair, which covered up to my normal neck, was enough to put on earrings and my face already looked like a woman, not to mention when I used lipstick and makeup, when I put on my favorite navy blue sequined dress that clung to my body, very short. matching black knee-high boots and I looked at my butt, I felt enormous excitement seeing how it ended on my butt standing upright and feeling my legs squeezed by the dress that together with the high-heeled boots barely allowed me to move, I had gotten very beautiful little dresses, I didn't like long ones, only short ones of all the colors that I got at my family's used clothing store since that's what they did and otherwise I felt like a man and I was hoping to study civil engineering until an event confused my whole world that weekend. They invited me to a costume party that was at the house of a popular young man in high school. A classmate told me to go together. I think she liked him as a man and we started thinking about a costume. In the end, I put on a black leather and lycra suit. of Volverine that I found a rental store but the one-piece suit was very close to the body when I saw myself in the mirror the silhouette looked more like the black widow and my friend noticed it and was amused she bought me a red wig when I got to the house of where we tried the costumes and when she saw me I looked more like a heroine than a hero with my wide hips and standing buttocks that I finished off with some high-heeled boots that my friend lent me and they made my butt stand out even more. I was excited when I saw myself. It was a situation that I hadn't looked for it, I hadn't planned it, she laughed and suggested that it be that way that would make an impact, I tried to refuse but at the same time the idea was very successful and at home I even dreamed at night about the suit and the sensation of walking like girl among my classmates once at the party because I had never tried alcohol and to get into the mood I started having drinks, my friends from the beginning some of them pimped me but it didn't happen anymore and suddenly my friend lost me and I ended up in company With Marco, a friend from grade but older and taller, was the host of the party and dressed as a cowboy in the style of Clint Eastwood, it was very hot and in the conversation and drinks with Marco I suddenly felt dizzy and Marco accompanied me to get some air outside. hugging me for balance and when I left the house between the vehicles where there was no one, he squeezed me between his two arms and I raised my face, I stayed in front of his, leaning on a parked vehicle and I just laughed and asked him what was happening and he kissed me on lips and told me that for a long time now he has been looking at my butt standing very still in the suit which was already touching me with one of his hands and I only felt a strong chill and he kissed me to which I did not object and he was groping me My butt stuffed into the leather suit left me after a while and I turned away with fright. I didn't understand what was happening to me, why had I allowed that if I'm not gay, but he took me by the hand through the back of the house and we entered without him No one saw us and he put me in a room that belonged to his sister except that I wasn't there and he started to unzip my suit from behind and I didn't object, I pulled down the suit and was left in a thong which he also pulled down with force and pulled me in the mouth. Down on the bed he climbed on top of me and started to fuck me trying to put his piece between my buttocks. At first I resisted but he controlled me and he spread my legs, putting a pillow under my stomach. I put cream on my ass and put his two fingers in. deeply and in one attempt he put it in slowly. He had barely entered the head when someone knocked on the door of the room. They were looking for him because of a fight between colleagues in the living room and he got up and told me that he would have to solve that and that he would find me another day to finish. What started, I barely walked because of dizziness and with great doubts. The next day I felt enormous shame but I couldn't get what had happened out of my mind. I was too excited by the fact that he had put his fingers in my butt that same Sunday, I called him. At his house I told him that I wanted to see him and if he could arrive at 3 in the afternoon since I knew that at that time there would be no one at home and he was delighted to say that he would visit me and he arrived at the agreed time in his car. I waited for him at I walked home with a tight black minidress, high heels, a red wig and makeup. When I opened the door, she asked me if I was totally alone and I told her that