My transformation
Posted: April 1st, 2020, 2:16 pm
This is a bit of an unusual story, but I live in Thailand and it might be of interest.
Since I was young I have fantasised about feminization, which led me to travel to Thailand on a gap year after my parents died to explore what it was like there. I met many transgender and got into the scene, and in particular one man stood out. He owned a massive house where lots of transgender girls lived and often threw wild parties. They were crazy, everyone drunk, nudity and sex. But good fun.
It was at one of these parties that the man said he would like me to stay with him and work for a while. He offered me $50,000 for a year, but said there would be some changes involved. I was broke, and curious, so went for it. He told me the I would be in charge of the grounds but would have to do other things.
Working the grounds I noticed that lots of transgender girls worked at the man's house too, and that they would swim naked in his pool and walk around with no clothes on. One of them explained that to work there you had to agree to be transformed and if you did you could live there as long as you wanted. There were girls from all races and backgrounds, and I wondered if it was true.
I asked the man owning the house and he said it was, and asked whether I would want to be changed, for good. I thought it through for a couple of weeks and then agreed.
First I was taken into a room and my body was waxed. Then I was give pills to take each day which I did. I was required to be naked if in the pool or gardens, and I obliged.
Over the coming months I watched as I started to grow breasts and become more feminine. I liked it, and enjoyed the command of others who had gone through the process. Once my breasts had grown enough I attended the parties nude, and loved it. I ended up staying for 18 months, rent free with a good salary. My body was feminine and it was then I asked the man behind the house whether I should leave.
He gave me two choices. Go and take the money to date or transform further. I agreed to the latter.
A couple of weeks later I was taken to the hospital for an operation, but was not allowed to know what was involved. I was scared, but trusted the surgeons and my host as I went under the knife.
I woke up with my face and body in pain. I didn't know what had happened but was curious. It took some time to recover. I assumed I had been changes into a woman but soon realised that wasn't the case.
It was only when the bandages came off and I healed that I saw. My friend had given me breast, butt and lip implants, and my face was. slightly different shape it seemed. More feminine. Along with my breasts my penis was still there and still working.
I was actually pleased with the result, and loved my naked body. So did my friend, and asked if I wanted to go further. I agreed.
My friend turned me into a transgender big breasted beauty. My breasts were augmented again, and I started to grow my hair. It was then I realised that so many others at the house had been through the same process, and that they had all agreed to it like I had. In return for the surgery my friend asked one thing of me: that when I am in the house I must be nude at all times. I agreed, and in return I got another boob job and my transformation was complete.
I started dating, and earn money performing and working in Thailand. During the day and at weekends I walk naked around the grounds of the house and love my body. I don't miss my old life, and have never been happier.
Since I was young I have fantasised about feminization, which led me to travel to Thailand on a gap year after my parents died to explore what it was like there. I met many transgender and got into the scene, and in particular one man stood out. He owned a massive house where lots of transgender girls lived and often threw wild parties. They were crazy, everyone drunk, nudity and sex. But good fun.
It was at one of these parties that the man said he would like me to stay with him and work for a while. He offered me $50,000 for a year, but said there would be some changes involved. I was broke, and curious, so went for it. He told me the I would be in charge of the grounds but would have to do other things.
Working the grounds I noticed that lots of transgender girls worked at the man's house too, and that they would swim naked in his pool and walk around with no clothes on. One of them explained that to work there you had to agree to be transformed and if you did you could live there as long as you wanted. There were girls from all races and backgrounds, and I wondered if it was true.
I asked the man owning the house and he said it was, and asked whether I would want to be changed, for good. I thought it through for a couple of weeks and then agreed.
First I was taken into a room and my body was waxed. Then I was give pills to take each day which I did. I was required to be naked if in the pool or gardens, and I obliged.
Over the coming months I watched as I started to grow breasts and become more feminine. I liked it, and enjoyed the command of others who had gone through the process. Once my breasts had grown enough I attended the parties nude, and loved it. I ended up staying for 18 months, rent free with a good salary. My body was feminine and it was then I asked the man behind the house whether I should leave.
He gave me two choices. Go and take the money to date or transform further. I agreed to the latter.
A couple of weeks later I was taken to the hospital for an operation, but was not allowed to know what was involved. I was scared, but trusted the surgeons and my host as I went under the knife.
I woke up with my face and body in pain. I didn't know what had happened but was curious. It took some time to recover. I assumed I had been changes into a woman but soon realised that wasn't the case.
It was only when the bandages came off and I healed that I saw. My friend had given me breast, butt and lip implants, and my face was. slightly different shape it seemed. More feminine. Along with my breasts my penis was still there and still working.
I was actually pleased with the result, and loved my naked body. So did my friend, and asked if I wanted to go further. I agreed.
My friend turned me into a transgender big breasted beauty. My breasts were augmented again, and I started to grow my hair. It was then I realised that so many others at the house had been through the same process, and that they had all agreed to it like I had. In return for the surgery my friend asked one thing of me: that when I am in the house I must be nude at all times. I agreed, and in return I got another boob job and my transformation was complete.
I started dating, and earn money performing and working in Thailand. During the day and at weekends I walk naked around the grounds of the house and love my body. I don't miss my old life, and have never been happier.