In The Hands Of God




 

When my born again Virgin ceremony was announced, I had my usual Hissy Fit and tantrum. The Estrogen makes me such a Sad Sack and way High Strung. It was just another opportunity to publicly humiliate me for my Step Mother and show my social set what she'd reduced a High Status male into....again.

The Ginger Dye and Perm job was the most mortifying 'do I've had since I was Forced Fem. I looked like I'd stepped out of an ole oil painting, total Maiden vibes.



But I suppose there was a kernel of truth to this excruciating Farce, the Therapist and her mental reconditioning has made me so cold on women and as boy crazy as a Teen Bopper. I rally do actuals feel like a Virgin all over again, all that experience crushing pussy is not going be any use when I'm with a Real Man.

I'm under no pressure to get a boner I guess but was never a problem for me before the pills, I swear!


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