How I Became Vanessa Chapter 1

PART I:

I was a man before becoming Vanessa, and my name was Mike. I was heterosexual and I was going out with my first "serious" girl friend for two years when all this started. I was still living with my mother who had been divorced for a decade before getting remarried. Her new husband moved to our place with a beautiful daughter named Elena who was only 18. I was a handsome 22 year old blond boy, quite feminine in my features and certainly very shy with girls because of this very reason. My girlfriend, July, was actually my first one, and she did the first step towards me. I was not really in love with her although she was an attractive brunette, and her gothic style was not really my cup of tea, but I thought I could not attract anybody else sexier. So I stayed two years with her, developing strange fantasies. As she was not as feminine as I would have liked her to be, I started to buy her sexy lingerie.

But July rarely put it on: _"Come on Mike, that's not my style! I don't like this girly stuff, if it turns you on that much, why don't you put it on yourself?"

And so I did and we made love like two lesbians. Later, we repeated the same kink adding a dildo that July pushed in my ass while she was sucking me. But it was nearly the end of our relationship as I grew a little bit more confident and cheated on her with other girls to reassure myself that I still was heterosexual.

Obviously I wasn't. Men didn't arouse me but the mere idea of getting cross dressed and dominated by some anonymous cocks drove me wild. July dumped me and I stayed alone for a long time. I continued to dress up by myself, using make up, shaving my entire body, wearing the sluttiest outfits (fishnet body stockings, latex legging, thigh highs...) and the sexiest wigs. I even bought a big black dildo very realistic to practice on my ass or in my mouth, dreaming that a magic spell would make it alive, spurting cum in my bowels and in my throat.

By that time, I was 24 and my step sister Elena was 20.