Submission from another happy file listener.

Haxsaw presents. The following is a story of what occurred to a man who listened to a file then another of mine. He had them in-line on his player. I worked the submission over for grammar. I also changed names for hiding identification. I also changed place settings.

I am a thin sort of man. I was into my job. Let me first state this. Accounting at the office is very important to me. I take it seriously. I am not married and not with a boyfriend. I just like dressing up like a girl. "Long story!" I heard some bad yet some very good reviews about Haxsaw. I figured he could not be that well put together.
I listened to "Cock Sucker." O.M.G! I wished I had not. I liked it, really. Trouble was, I was beginning to love it. In time, I was listening to Haxsaw's French Maid files. Some files had sounds in the background. I thought I heard a motion film projector in one file. I remember that sound when watching movies on Saturday afternoons. I usually sat in the back so always heard the projector running.
I was somehow driven to wear more and more pretty clothing. I would sometimes comment, "This was for my girlfriend," to a cashier. I was not noticing yet the files were taking me over.
I was with the wigs and make-up. I never saw myself in make up before this. Listening to Haxsaw though I was being treated rightfully. He took the oddity of it all and made it sensible. Some said they knew who he was. I chatted with some yet the few I chatted with on-line never met the man.
I dreamed of the man. I never was a dreamer before. Don't go and say I dreamed of flying around houses! I simply never dreamed. If I had dreamed before I never recalled them. Now, after getting a collection of French Maid files I was having so many dreams.
I had kept all this secret. I then downloaded 'Magnetic Personality.' Haxsaw? Are you reading this? I am your slave. O.M.G! What have you done to me? I use the magnets and each time my head seems to be like a car slipping gears or something. I am trying to make effort yet it seems I go no where. I later awaken. I find I am wearing the sexiest clothing. I am usually on my knees. I think back and remember giving Haxsaw a blowjob again. It is a love/hate relation. I hate being under his control. I simply love dressing for him.
I went and read the advice. I had some old computer hard drives. I wrestled with them until the magnets were removed. I listen to all the files while using the magnets taped to my ears with medical tape. There is a Wal-Greens down the street from my rental.
I need point out Haxsaw is an inspiration. I do not feel lonely anymore. I do not have sex with men so do not consider myself homosexual. I never married so was lonely. With the files to listen for I am fulfilled.
I would testify the fact Haxsaw can make some rather good files. I am amazed at what he does do. I mean, I never thought I would be hungering for what I do now yet am changed. I do not drink nor smoke so do not consider myself a bad person. Some files Haxsaw mentions God. So what? I still am doing what I am doing! Like, duh. Some should grow up and move on. There are only seven million people on the planet. We all have an opinion.
There, I was brave enough to publicly admit what I am doing now. I dress up as a girl for Haxsaw. I dressed as a girl before. In the beginning I was dressing up, I guess, since I was always alone. Now I dress up to please someone. That means something to me.
I have two closets in the house. One bedroom is for my own personal affairs. The other bedroom is where I am that someone else. I then place on the headphones and let Haxsaw have his way with me. I noted some are giving confessions. I probably will not be the last.
It strikes me odd that my others side is smarter now. In as such I am feeling smarter. It is odd and I guess you have to be with me to understand what it is I speak of. After all, this is hypnotism. Haxsaw is educating my other side. I find the other side gives me answers, from time to time. More as an oddity, I am comfortable knowing I am in control again. Thank you, Haxsaw!
Sincerely,
Shepherd from Australia