The cave of womanhood
of
Debbie. Elaine
genre
trans
I had beeñ cross-dressing since I was 7 years old. I was raised, in the heterosexual world, as a male and now I saw them myself as a girl but the world kept telling me I was a boy. I hated that idea and always insisted that I was a girl. It was confusing and it was in the 50s, that sort of thing was just not socially acceptable.
As I grew older and finally came to the age of puberty at 11 years old, it was more confusing because I saw males and females attractive but I didn't want to be sexual with girls and I was afraid what the boys would think of me. I hated going into the boys bathroom and they always did the teachers did but I always chose to just sit down in the toilet and not you so stand up urinal things. Even at home when I sat down to pee and my father would see me he would shout,
”Your kid is peeing again like a girl!”
My father had disowned me when I was 4 years old. I would even cry like a girl when someone even said a stuffed animal in front of me those are usually fuzzy stuffed dogs so, he said it was a ”Crybaby”, so our relationship remains estranged as I grew up from my father. In 1956, my brother was born. I had grown up lower middle class and I worked in the cotton fields in Bakersfield California. We worked alongside a migrant farm workers of Mexican descent. While I was dressed as a boy, my mother was my biggest hero. I saw her working in the fields and picking almost a hundred pounds of cotton a day, well I can only take a pound of cotton each day. We work 6 days a week and always rode the deuce and half truck to the cotton fields every morning, this continued until we move from Bakersfield, California, by then I was almost 5 years old. We moved to a small coastal town in California and my father had began working as a civil servant. He had taken the job because my mother threatened the divorce him if he moved down to South America to work in the oil field for $1.25 an hour. My father was an alcoholic and a womanizer but she stayed with him after he agreed to get a regular job, as an ”8 to 5 er”. As I grew older I just grew further and further away from the male world. The distance between the male world and the female world it seem like I was caught in between those two. My family had finally bought a house and it was in a fast track housing construction process. They sold our trailer house and we moved in when my brother was just one year old. I began kindergarten at age 5 years old. It was a strange existence because I didn't feel like a boy but a girl. I remain closer to girls than I did to boys and I preferred them as my playmates over boys. Boys are strange to me I I did not fit in with boys. They will call me names like,
” dirty filthy Okie."
It seemed like, I just did not belong. I had no sexual attraction to boys and I played with the girls, hopscotch, Jacks and skipped rope. The girls are always nice to me then they didn't say anything about me skipping rope with them plus I said I was really good so we got along just fine and that was good enough for me. In 1963 I was 11 years old and deep inside I wanted a boyfriend like all the other girls but it was not going to happen and I accepted it, to be a girl in my own mind.
When I was 11 years old I was playing alongside of our house and I was playing cars and my play character was a cowgirl. She was tanning color with a cowboy hat wearing a skirt, she was me. One of the boys in the neighborhood was 13 saw me playing and came over to me. His name was Ronnie and he was a nice looking boy and he was Jewish. He watched me play for a few minutes then he asked,
"What are you doing?”
He started me with that question and I asked him what did he wanted then he said,
” I know that sometimes you behave like a girl do you know what girls do with boys girls do with boys?”
I replied,
”Ño.”
He seemed like a nice boy and I feel comfortable with him. Boys had always wanted to fight me because I was little sissy and I fought in many fights lost a few until I learned how to fight. I learned by watching how they fought and eventually in junior high school I beat up one of the boys, and then became known as a bully. Ronnie was very nice to me and he told me what girls did for boys. I didn't really understand it but he asked me if I wanted wanted to know. I was innocent and naive so he told me that girls like boys and I agreed. Ryan told me as he pulled his pants down that I should suck on it like a lollipop. He told me he would help me learn and I might like it. His cock was rock hard, as I stared at his big cock then he told me to just keep sucking. I heard him moaning and groaning and I sucked his cock. After a while of me sucking it he had his orgasm. He grabbed the back of my head at the crown he shoved his cock down my throat and I swallowed it all. Ronnie looked at me and said,
” you are a nice girl and thank you!"
I was pleased that I could I please him and I really enjoyed it. I got a sense but I should have been really born a girl but those things are I'm still a male. From that point forward I always prayed to God that God would make me a girl but it never happened. I hated that thing between my legs and those other two things, too. I did not even mind swallowing his spunk and it tasting good and it's stuck to the back of my throat which is very pleasant. He left a few minutes later and I continued to play.
Since I could not relate to boys this drove me further and further away from boys and when I reach high school age, I continued my isolation from boys. After that last fight boys didn't bother me anymore and I was glad.
One day while I was in high school, I went to the library and checked out a book about transsexuality. It was very interesting to me because it described how I felt. I went to school dances and usually with a girl or by myself. It was lonely and I did love to dance but I couldn't dance like a boy. I had always been taught to respect others but I just didn't get any respect except from the girls. I finally graduated from high school and was going to college. I was now 18 years old and I wanted to study law, to become a lawyer. I was adventurous and I began exploring caves near my home. As I went further and further deep air into it, I saw a large, rectangular Stone block. There was a pillow on it and there was a sheet about this was strange. That was torches around it but they weren't lit. It was almost like a ritual stone or something and I was very curious about it. All the exploring of the came made me tired and I decided to lay down and rest my head on the pillow. I slept a little while and when I woke up, I saw this man standing looking down at me. He smiled at me and said,
"You are just what I've been looking for.”
That comment we're starting to me I didn't know what he meant by it but we began to talk and he asked me,
"I have always wanted to turn a man into a woman and I think I have found her!”
My mind was racing with thoughts of being a girl. I said to myself,
” is he serious?"
He began massaging his cock and I saw it was getting bigger. I then realized he was serious. I was intrigued with the idea of him turning me into a girl and I was pleased to hear his words. I asked him,
”Sir, what is this place?”
He smile at me and explained,
"This is where we turn boys into women. Would you want to be a woman?”
Without hesitation I replied,
” Oh yes that would be great if you can."
He told me,
"It really is easy to teach you but you must learn to obey a man.”
I said,
” I would be happy to please a man and I think I know how."
He explained to me,
"A good woman, pleases her man! Can you do that?”
I told him,
” of course, I know how to please man. Do you want me to please you?"
He replied,
” yes I would like that very much from you girl. So why don't you come over here and please your man."
I got on my hands and knees on the block of stone and walk on all fours toward him. He was intently watching me as I crawled to him then, I kissed the head of his dick to licked down the underside of his big cock. A few seconds later, I began to suck on the head of his cock and I enjoyed a taste of his cock. He Grinned and said,
”Good girl, suck your man's cock!”
I continue to suck his dick up and down the whole of his long, hard dick. His dick grew harder and longer as I sucked. I heard him begin to moan and groan knowing I was pleasing him. After a few minutes he began squirting out pre-jism. I gobbled it down and longed for more, for more of his yummy spunk. I continued to suck his cock until he shot his wad and gulp it down. He looked down at me and said,
"You like Daddy's big cock don't you?"
I replied,
”You're going to make Daddy a good little cock sucker, just like a man wants with a woman!”
I looked up at him very happy with what I've done. He told me,
” I need for you getting the girl clothes and wear that blonde wig, in that other room. Then I can begin your training, to be a proper woman for man." I will teach you how to wear your makeup properly, are you ready?”
I'm not in the affirmative and went to the other room to put on my girl clothes, set my wig and return to the makeup bag. I said on the edge of the block of stone and let him put on the makeup. When he was done he said to me,
”Yes, you're going to make a nice woman that I can screw whenever I want and you will suck my dick, woman!”
He got out of pocket mirror and showed me how I look. I was amazed I look so much like a woman I was just ecstatic. I knew right then I found the right man to turn me into a woman. You told me to go put on the 6-inch heels and then walk around in front of him. I felt so womanly that I was overpleased with the accomplishment. It was then that he grabbed the back of my head and shut his cock down my throat. I did not resist him for I knew it was futile and he would have his way with me anyway. He replied,
” you must be totally submissive to me and accept your fate you must know a woman is meant to suffer and you will suffer, for you are my woman now you understand?”
I nodded in agreement and ask him,
” how can I live like this? I ask him,
He told me that I would live with him in his house but I would have to do my part and keep house for him, cook his meals, to do the dishes and keep his bed warm. I agreed, and she was giving me what I always wanted, to be a man's woman and live my life as his woman. He reached into his hip Pocket and pulled out a dog collar then snapped a leash, to the d-ring of the dog collar and let me have a cave. I obeyed every tug on the leash as you let me out. You led me to his truck and open the door for me then motioned me to get inside on the passenger side. You let go of the leash and close the door behind me and then told me to lock it. I obeyed him and said quietly on the passenger side. He crossed the other side on the driver's side and got inside the truck. It reach for the leash and pull me closer to him, again I obey them and said to his side. He started the truck and drove off with me at his side. We drove about an hour until we arrived at his home, then he got out of the truck and crossed to my side. Once he arrived at the door he took my leash after opening the door and pulled me out of the truck. You led me up to walk away been into the house. I was finally getting my dream of my life to be a man's woman and do woman's work.
Once we were inside the house we close and locked the door still holding to my leash. I knew them this is where I would be living and it was a nice house plenty of room and he said to me,
” now go in and cook your man's dinner after that wash the dishes sweep the floor and mop it! This is a life that you're going to leave from now on and you're going to love it!"
I never argued with him or disagreed I just obeyed him and did as I was told. When dinner was ready I set it on the table and waiting for him to sit down, he tasted the food and told me,
” Yes. You're going to make a good little wife, and always remember to obey your Man!
After he completed eating his meal he told me,
"Now wash the dishes and then get in there in the living room and sit on the couch. This is when the training begins and it will be a short time that you will adapt to being a man's woman, got it!”
I agreed and when I finish the dishes, I crossed to the couch to sit next to him. He looked over at me and said, ”Where did you learn to cook, woman?”
I told him,
"My mother taught me how to cook she said I would need it one day until I got married.”
He replied,
”You are married now and you will be a proper wife or else! I want to submissive woman and I got one now. Obey me as a woman should.”
I agreed and sat their passively, awaiting his next order. A few seconds past then he told me,
"Get on your knees face the wall and I'll get your dress up and I'm going to bang your brains out, like a woman should be done."
I follow his directions and face the wall with my butt sticking out. I got up from the couch and I heard his pants dropped to the floors his belt hit the floor. I knew then he was going to screw me and I did not mind it but I did hurt for the first time. After banging my butthole the pain subsided and I was really enjoying it. He grabbed the back of my neck to hold me still as he screwed me, harder and harder penetrating me deeper and deeper. It felt so good being treated like a woman and I just naturally accepted it. His long cock kept poking in and out of me and I just accepted it. I'm moan and grown with each stroke of his cock. I still want vagina so he can do me missionary style but that was yet to come. I understood my place with him and I never disobeyed him. As you f***** me harder and harder, my hand was bouncing off wall in front of me. My forehead bounce back and forth off the wall and I was very happy for now I was a woman, a woman with a man. As he screwed me silly I just was loving it more and more. He was nailing me like a man should of his woman. I knew my days as a male would be coming to an end and I would be totally happy. It did mean but I would wash clothes, iron our clothes, to happily be his wife.
In the weeks to come, I would grow accustomed to being a man's woman and satisfying my man. I knew that I would suck more cock than be screwed by him but that didn't matter to me, I was falling in love with him.I have always liked strong men, a man who could be forceful and have his way with me. He was through with me he told me to get off the couch, going in there and make the bed. From now on I would keep his bed warm as it was my duty as his wife. As time went on, I grew happier and happier and happier, all my dreams are coming true and I was thankful. I always wanted to be screwed by a man and his truck and serve him properly. When I completed making the bed I called to him and said,
"Sir! Your bed is ready is there anything else I can do for you?”
He replied,
”Get my bed warm woman!”
I crawled under the covers and warmed his bed up then waited for him to enter the bedroom. When he walked in I knew I was going to live that life and I had no problem with it or no regrets. When he stepped in the room he shot it at me,
”On all fours woman!”
I obeyed him and got on all fours. He walked around the bed grabbed my chin and lifted my head up, and stared down at me to say,
”You do have a pretty little mouth on you just the right one to eat dick. Eat it!"
He pushed his hard cock through my lips that were painted red and finally all the way down my throat. And grab the hole in my ears and held me to my task. He ran this cock down my throat and kept going until he blew his nut. I swallow his spunk which filled my mouth and I gulp and down. I still doing all fours licking his Jism off my lips, while he watched me, swallow it all.
Each morning before you went to work I gave him a head head and when he came home from work I got on my knees at his feet and sucked his cock again. It was the same routine every day in the morning and at night when he came home. I'm so happy because I now have a man taking care of me like a man supposed to take care of a woman. He provided for me, he protected me and he turned me into his little wife. I did not know how long training would go on but I accepted it and I learned quickly. It was so easy for me but the training was rough for a while until I got it down.
One night while he was eating he told me,
"One day I will make you an anatomical woman then I will screw you properly, all right, woman?”
I replied,
”Yes sir!”
He responded to that with,
”I am not a sir I am master!”
I replied,
”Yes master, this grateful slave worships her master thank you, master."
For the next 5 years I lived in his sex slave and those always happy days. I learned how to make his favorite drink and have it waiting for him when he got home. He liked rum and coke with no rocks and I did it for him every time. My training was complete and I would accompany him to the bar. He required me to stay close to him and even fawn on him until he told me to get on my knees, at his feet to suck his dick, in front of everybody, at the bar. The other men in the bar standing near him would say,
"How did you get such an obedient wife?"
He would always reply,
”I made her that way and she will obey me, for now she is a woman to obey her man."
One of the men said that he had trained me to be a proper wife but he replied,
”No, I made her!"
Another of the men asked,
"What do you mean you made her?"
To that he replied,
”I turned a little dick man into a goddamn woman!"
They all laughed as he said,
”In the cave of forced womanhood, we train them to be proper wives and worship a man. I am the last of our original group because they've all found their woman. Yes, I made a man into a woman and she loves it,
"Don't you woman!”
I stopped sucking his dick long enough to respond with,
"Yes master!”
Then I return to sucking his cock. They all said that they liked that when a woman called him master. One of the men said,
Can you get me one of these women?
”You see I'm getting a divorce with my wife and I'd like to have a woman like this. One that knows her place with a man and obeys him.”
My man laughed and told him,
"You find a little dick man I'm training to be your woman agreed? And when you find that one bring them to the case about an hour from my house. In there you will find a stone rectangular block with a pillow on and there I will train her."
The man said,
"Excellent I have just the one in mind. I'll call you when I get that one there then you can begin his training it'll be a woman.”
It was agreed and a few days later, my man went to the cave when you got a phone call on a cell phone. They were gone for a long time but finally both of them brought back the new woman, of course on a leash. She was a pretty little redhead and very curvy and my man had broken down her will to accept what she was now. We became good friends her and I. We became like sisters and we often met at a country club. It was a private club of men who had turned other men into women. All the men were successful and had money. The private country club was named ”the man club" and each and every woman in that club loves a very beautiful woman. All the women except beside their men as a man played cards. We all knew that we were nothing more than pretty little things for them to enjoy. But most of us, if not all of us we're very happy with our new lives and roles, as women.
Over time the membership crew as more and more men
learned about how they can have their own woman as they want them in the caves of forced womanhood. It became the policy that all pre-ops would sit on the left side of their man and all the post ops would sit on the right side of the man. It was 2 years later when I had been converted to an anatomical woman. The next year him and I were married and I was truly a man's wife. I have no regrets for what I've done and I enjoy a comfortable life. I don't know about others like me but I can tell you if you can stand being a man's wife and then you can be a woman and be halfway married.
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As I grew older and finally came to the age of puberty at 11 years old, it was more confusing because I saw males and females attractive but I didn't want to be sexual with girls and I was afraid what the boys would think of me. I hated going into the boys bathroom and they always did the teachers did but I always chose to just sit down in the toilet and not you so stand up urinal things. Even at home when I sat down to pee and my father would see me he would shout,
”Your kid is peeing again like a girl!”
My father had disowned me when I was 4 years old. I would even cry like a girl when someone even said a stuffed animal in front of me those are usually fuzzy stuffed dogs so, he said it was a ”Crybaby”, so our relationship remains estranged as I grew up from my father. In 1956, my brother was born. I had grown up lower middle class and I worked in the cotton fields in Bakersfield California. We worked alongside a migrant farm workers of Mexican descent. While I was dressed as a boy, my mother was my biggest hero. I saw her working in the fields and picking almost a hundred pounds of cotton a day, well I can only take a pound of cotton each day. We work 6 days a week and always rode the deuce and half truck to the cotton fields every morning, this continued until we move from Bakersfield, California, by then I was almost 5 years old. We moved to a small coastal town in California and my father had began working as a civil servant. He had taken the job because my mother threatened the divorce him if he moved down to South America to work in the oil field for $1.25 an hour. My father was an alcoholic and a womanizer but she stayed with him after he agreed to get a regular job, as an ”8 to 5 er”. As I grew older I just grew further and further away from the male world. The distance between the male world and the female world it seem like I was caught in between those two. My family had finally bought a house and it was in a fast track housing construction process. They sold our trailer house and we moved in when my brother was just one year old. I began kindergarten at age 5 years old. It was a strange existence because I didn't feel like a boy but a girl. I remain closer to girls than I did to boys and I preferred them as my playmates over boys. Boys are strange to me I I did not fit in with boys. They will call me names like,
” dirty filthy Okie."
It seemed like, I just did not belong. I had no sexual attraction to boys and I played with the girls, hopscotch, Jacks and skipped rope. The girls are always nice to me then they didn't say anything about me skipping rope with them plus I said I was really good so we got along just fine and that was good enough for me. In 1963 I was 11 years old and deep inside I wanted a boyfriend like all the other girls but it was not going to happen and I accepted it, to be a girl in my own mind.
When I was 11 years old I was playing alongside of our house and I was playing cars and my play character was a cowgirl. She was tanning color with a cowboy hat wearing a skirt, she was me. One of the boys in the neighborhood was 13 saw me playing and came over to me. His name was Ronnie and he was a nice looking boy and he was Jewish. He watched me play for a few minutes then he asked,
"What are you doing?”
He started me with that question and I asked him what did he wanted then he said,
” I know that sometimes you behave like a girl do you know what girls do with boys girls do with boys?”
I replied,
”Ño.”
He seemed like a nice boy and I feel comfortable with him. Boys had always wanted to fight me because I was little sissy and I fought in many fights lost a few until I learned how to fight. I learned by watching how they fought and eventually in junior high school I beat up one of the boys, and then became known as a bully. Ronnie was very nice to me and he told me what girls did for boys. I didn't really understand it but he asked me if I wanted wanted to know. I was innocent and naive so he told me that girls like boys and I agreed. Ryan told me as he pulled his pants down that I should suck on it like a lollipop. He told me he would help me learn and I might like it. His cock was rock hard, as I stared at his big cock then he told me to just keep sucking. I heard him moaning and groaning and I sucked his cock. After a while of me sucking it he had his orgasm. He grabbed the back of my head at the crown he shoved his cock down my throat and I swallowed it all. Ronnie looked at me and said,
” you are a nice girl and thank you!"
I was pleased that I could I please him and I really enjoyed it. I got a sense but I should have been really born a girl but those things are I'm still a male. From that point forward I always prayed to God that God would make me a girl but it never happened. I hated that thing between my legs and those other two things, too. I did not even mind swallowing his spunk and it tasting good and it's stuck to the back of my throat which is very pleasant. He left a few minutes later and I continued to play.
Since I could not relate to boys this drove me further and further away from boys and when I reach high school age, I continued my isolation from boys. After that last fight boys didn't bother me anymore and I was glad.
One day while I was in high school, I went to the library and checked out a book about transsexuality. It was very interesting to me because it described how I felt. I went to school dances and usually with a girl or by myself. It was lonely and I did love to dance but I couldn't dance like a boy. I had always been taught to respect others but I just didn't get any respect except from the girls. I finally graduated from high school and was going to college. I was now 18 years old and I wanted to study law, to become a lawyer. I was adventurous and I began exploring caves near my home. As I went further and further deep air into it, I saw a large, rectangular Stone block. There was a pillow on it and there was a sheet about this was strange. That was torches around it but they weren't lit. It was almost like a ritual stone or something and I was very curious about it. All the exploring of the came made me tired and I decided to lay down and rest my head on the pillow. I slept a little while and when I woke up, I saw this man standing looking down at me. He smiled at me and said,
"You are just what I've been looking for.”
That comment we're starting to me I didn't know what he meant by it but we began to talk and he asked me,
"I have always wanted to turn a man into a woman and I think I have found her!”
My mind was racing with thoughts of being a girl. I said to myself,
” is he serious?"
He began massaging his cock and I saw it was getting bigger. I then realized he was serious. I was intrigued with the idea of him turning me into a girl and I was pleased to hear his words. I asked him,
”Sir, what is this place?”
He smile at me and explained,
"This is where we turn boys into women. Would you want to be a woman?”
Without hesitation I replied,
” Oh yes that would be great if you can."
He told me,
"It really is easy to teach you but you must learn to obey a man.”
I said,
” I would be happy to please a man and I think I know how."
He explained to me,
"A good woman, pleases her man! Can you do that?”
I told him,
” of course, I know how to please man. Do you want me to please you?"
He replied,
” yes I would like that very much from you girl. So why don't you come over here and please your man."
I got on my hands and knees on the block of stone and walk on all fours toward him. He was intently watching me as I crawled to him then, I kissed the head of his dick to licked down the underside of his big cock. A few seconds later, I began to suck on the head of his cock and I enjoyed a taste of his cock. He Grinned and said,
”Good girl, suck your man's cock!”
I continue to suck his dick up and down the whole of his long, hard dick. His dick grew harder and longer as I sucked. I heard him begin to moan and groan knowing I was pleasing him. After a few minutes he began squirting out pre-jism. I gobbled it down and longed for more, for more of his yummy spunk. I continued to suck his cock until he shot his wad and gulp it down. He looked down at me and said,
"You like Daddy's big cock don't you?"
I replied,
”You're going to make Daddy a good little cock sucker, just like a man wants with a woman!”
I looked up at him very happy with what I've done. He told me,
” I need for you getting the girl clothes and wear that blonde wig, in that other room. Then I can begin your training, to be a proper woman for man." I will teach you how to wear your makeup properly, are you ready?”
I'm not in the affirmative and went to the other room to put on my girl clothes, set my wig and return to the makeup bag. I said on the edge of the block of stone and let him put on the makeup. When he was done he said to me,
”Yes, you're going to make a nice woman that I can screw whenever I want and you will suck my dick, woman!”
He got out of pocket mirror and showed me how I look. I was amazed I look so much like a woman I was just ecstatic. I knew right then I found the right man to turn me into a woman. You told me to go put on the 6-inch heels and then walk around in front of him. I felt so womanly that I was overpleased with the accomplishment. It was then that he grabbed the back of my head and shut his cock down my throat. I did not resist him for I knew it was futile and he would have his way with me anyway. He replied,
” you must be totally submissive to me and accept your fate you must know a woman is meant to suffer and you will suffer, for you are my woman now you understand?”
I nodded in agreement and ask him,
” how can I live like this? I ask him,
He told me that I would live with him in his house but I would have to do my part and keep house for him, cook his meals, to do the dishes and keep his bed warm. I agreed, and she was giving me what I always wanted, to be a man's woman and live my life as his woman. He reached into his hip Pocket and pulled out a dog collar then snapped a leash, to the d-ring of the dog collar and let me have a cave. I obeyed every tug on the leash as you let me out. You led me to his truck and open the door for me then motioned me to get inside on the passenger side. You let go of the leash and close the door behind me and then told me to lock it. I obeyed him and said quietly on the passenger side. He crossed the other side on the driver's side and got inside the truck. It reach for the leash and pull me closer to him, again I obey them and said to his side. He started the truck and drove off with me at his side. We drove about an hour until we arrived at his home, then he got out of the truck and crossed to my side. Once he arrived at the door he took my leash after opening the door and pulled me out of the truck. You led me up to walk away been into the house. I was finally getting my dream of my life to be a man's woman and do woman's work.
Once we were inside the house we close and locked the door still holding to my leash. I knew them this is where I would be living and it was a nice house plenty of room and he said to me,
” now go in and cook your man's dinner after that wash the dishes sweep the floor and mop it! This is a life that you're going to leave from now on and you're going to love it!"
I never argued with him or disagreed I just obeyed him and did as I was told. When dinner was ready I set it on the table and waiting for him to sit down, he tasted the food and told me,
” Yes. You're going to make a good little wife, and always remember to obey your Man!
After he completed eating his meal he told me,
"Now wash the dishes and then get in there in the living room and sit on the couch. This is when the training begins and it will be a short time that you will adapt to being a man's woman, got it!”
I agreed and when I finish the dishes, I crossed to the couch to sit next to him. He looked over at me and said, ”Where did you learn to cook, woman?”
I told him,
"My mother taught me how to cook she said I would need it one day until I got married.”
He replied,
”You are married now and you will be a proper wife or else! I want to submissive woman and I got one now. Obey me as a woman should.”
I agreed and sat their passively, awaiting his next order. A few seconds past then he told me,
"Get on your knees face the wall and I'll get your dress up and I'm going to bang your brains out, like a woman should be done."
I follow his directions and face the wall with my butt sticking out. I got up from the couch and I heard his pants dropped to the floors his belt hit the floor. I knew then he was going to screw me and I did not mind it but I did hurt for the first time. After banging my butthole the pain subsided and I was really enjoying it. He grabbed the back of my neck to hold me still as he screwed me, harder and harder penetrating me deeper and deeper. It felt so good being treated like a woman and I just naturally accepted it. His long cock kept poking in and out of me and I just accepted it. I'm moan and grown with each stroke of his cock. I still want vagina so he can do me missionary style but that was yet to come. I understood my place with him and I never disobeyed him. As you f***** me harder and harder, my hand was bouncing off wall in front of me. My forehead bounce back and forth off the wall and I was very happy for now I was a woman, a woman with a man. As he screwed me silly I just was loving it more and more. He was nailing me like a man should of his woman. I knew my days as a male would be coming to an end and I would be totally happy. It did mean but I would wash clothes, iron our clothes, to happily be his wife.
In the weeks to come, I would grow accustomed to being a man's woman and satisfying my man. I knew that I would suck more cock than be screwed by him but that didn't matter to me, I was falling in love with him.I have always liked strong men, a man who could be forceful and have his way with me. He was through with me he told me to get off the couch, going in there and make the bed. From now on I would keep his bed warm as it was my duty as his wife. As time went on, I grew happier and happier and happier, all my dreams are coming true and I was thankful. I always wanted to be screwed by a man and his truck and serve him properly. When I completed making the bed I called to him and said,
"Sir! Your bed is ready is there anything else I can do for you?”
He replied,
”Get my bed warm woman!”
I crawled under the covers and warmed his bed up then waited for him to enter the bedroom. When he walked in I knew I was going to live that life and I had no problem with it or no regrets. When he stepped in the room he shot it at me,
”On all fours woman!”
I obeyed him and got on all fours. He walked around the bed grabbed my chin and lifted my head up, and stared down at me to say,
”You do have a pretty little mouth on you just the right one to eat dick. Eat it!"
He pushed his hard cock through my lips that were painted red and finally all the way down my throat. And grab the hole in my ears and held me to my task. He ran this cock down my throat and kept going until he blew his nut. I swallow his spunk which filled my mouth and I gulp and down. I still doing all fours licking his Jism off my lips, while he watched me, swallow it all.
Each morning before you went to work I gave him a head head and when he came home from work I got on my knees at his feet and sucked his cock again. It was the same routine every day in the morning and at night when he came home. I'm so happy because I now have a man taking care of me like a man supposed to take care of a woman. He provided for me, he protected me and he turned me into his little wife. I did not know how long training would go on but I accepted it and I learned quickly. It was so easy for me but the training was rough for a while until I got it down.
One night while he was eating he told me,
"One day I will make you an anatomical woman then I will screw you properly, all right, woman?”
I replied,
”Yes sir!”
He responded to that with,
”I am not a sir I am master!”
I replied,
”Yes master, this grateful slave worships her master thank you, master."
For the next 5 years I lived in his sex slave and those always happy days. I learned how to make his favorite drink and have it waiting for him when he got home. He liked rum and coke with no rocks and I did it for him every time. My training was complete and I would accompany him to the bar. He required me to stay close to him and even fawn on him until he told me to get on my knees, at his feet to suck his dick, in front of everybody, at the bar. The other men in the bar standing near him would say,
"How did you get such an obedient wife?"
He would always reply,
”I made her that way and she will obey me, for now she is a woman to obey her man."
One of the men said that he had trained me to be a proper wife but he replied,
”No, I made her!"
Another of the men asked,
"What do you mean you made her?"
To that he replied,
”I turned a little dick man into a goddamn woman!"
They all laughed as he said,
”In the cave of forced womanhood, we train them to be proper wives and worship a man. I am the last of our original group because they've all found their woman. Yes, I made a man into a woman and she loves it,
"Don't you woman!”
I stopped sucking his dick long enough to respond with,
"Yes master!”
Then I return to sucking his cock. They all said that they liked that when a woman called him master. One of the men said,
Can you get me one of these women?
”You see I'm getting a divorce with my wife and I'd like to have a woman like this. One that knows her place with a man and obeys him.”
My man laughed and told him,
"You find a little dick man I'm training to be your woman agreed? And when you find that one bring them to the case about an hour from my house. In there you will find a stone rectangular block with a pillow on and there I will train her."
The man said,
"Excellent I have just the one in mind. I'll call you when I get that one there then you can begin his training it'll be a woman.”
It was agreed and a few days later, my man went to the cave when you got a phone call on a cell phone. They were gone for a long time but finally both of them brought back the new woman, of course on a leash. She was a pretty little redhead and very curvy and my man had broken down her will to accept what she was now. We became good friends her and I. We became like sisters and we often met at a country club. It was a private club of men who had turned other men into women. All the men were successful and had money. The private country club was named ”the man club" and each and every woman in that club loves a very beautiful woman. All the women except beside their men as a man played cards. We all knew that we were nothing more than pretty little things for them to enjoy. But most of us, if not all of us we're very happy with our new lives and roles, as women.
Over time the membership crew as more and more men
learned about how they can have their own woman as they want them in the caves of forced womanhood. It became the policy that all pre-ops would sit on the left side of their man and all the post ops would sit on the right side of the man. It was 2 years later when I had been converted to an anatomical woman. The next year him and I were married and I was truly a man's wife. I have no regrets for what I've done and I enjoy a comfortable life. I don't know about others like me but I can tell you if you can stand being a man's wife and then you can be a woman and be halfway married.
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