Real Stories - July 2005

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The more I got involved with Marlena, the more I witnessed, she began to question me about my own fantasies and desires. I was only 22 at the time, and rather tight-lipped about such things. That said, I did have one serious fantasy and that involved dressing like a woman and having sex with men. The fantasy came from my dreams. Often when I slept I dreamt that I was a woman, not a transsexual, but a real woman, and that men were making love to me. When I was a teen these dreams confused me horribly. But as I grew older they became the basis for most of my fantasies. Eventually

Marlena got all of this out of me. I expected her to ridicule me. Instead she smiled and said, "Let's go shopping."

Which we did. She took me to a woman's clothing store, threw me into a changing booth, and came back with an armload of dresses. She had me strip down to the pair of women's panties she'd instructed me to wear, and began giving me dresses to try on. None of which fit. She told me to remain undressed, and that she would be back. When she returned, it was with a middle-aged saleswoman who carried a measuring tape. I was mortified!