Meal Fit For A King
It had been so very draining emotionally on me sham dating Richard. But I was relieved the end was in sight and he was ready for a ride to the Forced Feminization Clinic up state. I took him for fancy meal my treat, the soy heavy vegan diet starts tomorrow!
I felt I had to tell him the mood swings, the crying at the drop of a hat, his inability to get an erection - weren't no mystery I'd been dosing him with 'mones and blockers for months.
I was just explaining to him he hadn't done anything wrong at all and he was good. But he was just a total fail as a man and he'd be better off goin Girlie and finding himself a Real Man to take care of him. Well technically I'll find him the Stud or the whole thing doesn't work financially lol.
I was so sure the hypnos had incepted the idea of a Femmy future in to his head and he'd sob a bit and capitulate like the other Exes. Richie was so not there yet. He fainted and literally fell out of his chair.
Then I nearly plotzed myself, when the engagement ring fell out of his pocket, the Boob was planning to piggyback off my dinner to propose marriage! I'd been acting like a complete Harpy lately in the hopes that we wouldn't miss me so bad but he was still lost in a romantic dream world. I am still flattered, although if I couldn't make Loser Boys with total Dollyboi potential fall for me, I wouldn't be much of a head hunter.
The security team scooped him up, so he made a bit of a awkward scene the Nube went along quieter than the other Boysies.
The ring for reals though, totally frickin hideous. We are gonna need to upgrade his taste level if he wants to make the grade as one of my Femboi Starlets.
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