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  I had a major crush but I knew Chelsea wasn't the kinda girl, a Varsity Captain Jock was supposed to like, so I totally over compensated talking about the plus sized beauty I fapped to, like she was like a beached whale or something. I was dying inside about how much I wanted to be with her. I was still getting laid a lot but things had cooled off since High School. When Chelsea got her rich connected older husband to have me Snatched, full feminized, massively plumped and like gone in the head. My life isn't too bad, Chelsea takes care of me. So if I take my pills and do the work in therapy I can do ok as a BBW. Like there's so many needy people in the world and these days braincells are the only thing I've got too little of!

  "Oh please Katie you know very well Doctor Klein has cured me of my impotent emasculated rage over the Forced Feminization, I get how when we didn't work out you couldn't stand the thought of me having a penis anymore now. I consider you a legit Bestie. I love ya ten times more than I used to Bitch I wish I was you - from the reconditioning too! But in a dreamy chaste platonic way obvs. It was you who thought it was important for our friendship that I got on spiffy with your rich Stud Fiancé. Once he got used to my ditzed out sissy babble, absurdly girlie mannerisms and stopped making fun of me for being legally called Feathers McGee, we rally hit it off. I can totally see why you loved him. I just took him to Prairie Oysters to show him a lit time, loads of straight men frequent Forced Femboi Burlesque Clubs I so didn't expect him to dump you for surgically perfected heavily brain washed Forced Femboi Iggy Azalea impersonator. All those millions rally slipped away

"Yar Doc so I try not to look back on my male past. It's my intense therapy, based in total masculine ego destruction fem persona recovery theory. Like it's better for this Bitch to live in the moment and fill those moments with materialism, chasing straight men, drugs, partying, gossip and doing anything for Forced Femboi e clout. But yar I was this big time young tech genius, I won't dead name myself but you would have heard of me, it's actuals way more mortifying to hear my old name than Monica these days. I got a model wife completely out of my league because of the cash picked her out of a magazine and my team introduced us. I wasn't just possessive and controlling, treating Lana like a lil girl or a Dumb Trophy Stepford. But she wasn't enough for me, my disgusting level of wealth and more disgusting toxic male pathologies. I had Dimes throwing themselves at me with dollar sign contact lenses. I wanted to lay everyone of them who reminded me of the gi

  Ellie and I felt like we were lifelong friends within about 20 minutes of meeting as Freshman college roomies. We had four heavenly years of partying, drugs, lesbian marxist orgies and sex with only the most eligible and mouth watering Stud Boy Dimes. But we didn't have a clue about careers or rally what to do with our lives. We ended up breaking our Real Men BF's at the times hearts. Then bagging two cuteish Nerd boys who were besties, everyone said they had a huge future. It was so easy, they were so busy with their start up back then and so grateful to have GF's who were nice to them. We were so out of their league, it was kinda lols, they were sweet, But when they finally sold their company for a serious fortune. They were at a total loose end, familiarity meant we rally got sick of them being all up in our hair and business. Getting them dumbed down and made over into Bimbo Shopaholic Forced Femboi Fashionistas. Cost them a fair bit but we've got full control of

"Mark, I told you I wouldn't stop calling, Dear. I'm so glad the Therapy has made ya not so mad at me, it rally hurt me. I'm still mad at myself though. Ya know you're the one I loved, it's just Charles family has so much money, I had to throw you under the bus for the sake of my future. I'm not saying I didn't think he'd turn you into a Bitch but I figured like some It Girl Boi Sex Kitten for Manhattan elite Femboi chasers. We could still be friends and hang even if your brain was boys only and your testes were gone. I think honestly he was just so jealous like your bod was amazing just shredded but he has this silly pudgy belly with noodle arms. You were so much cooler than him, he's got lamer cultural taste than my Mommy. The only advantage he had over you was hundreds of millions. He's so sadistic to take everything from you, it makes my Husband rally unattractive to me. Once I've produced an heir, our sex life together is over. How

"Tommy of course I thought of all that a Mom, would never forget how awful that Brandon was to her Baby through out High School. It was because he seemed so sincere about making things right that I even let him in the door. Nope he didn't actually apologise about the savage bullying in any way, I assumed The Bad Boy's stubborn pride was holding him back from what he wanted to tell me. I so didn't expect it to happen it's just he was being so complimentary and affectionate, I was still upset from my last break up and I was so lonely with my only child away at College for the first time. It all started very vanilla and tender, it felt like so what I needed and when he wanted to do degrading pet and age play on me and dress me up in lots of humiliation gear. It was so not me I thought. But I found it freeing, thrilling and amazing stress relief TBH. The embarrassment just turned me to jello. I had no idea he was recording it all to put online. He posts only the worst

  Forced Fem Reform School was a humiliating ordeal but I rally did become a super Radical Leftist Progressive True Believer. So the scholarship to give me a second chance in life as a Fluffy at a Liberal Arts College was the perfect spot for a Woke Bitchboi. But my roomie I was like oh gees a Big Trad Farm Boy from the South, this ain't gonna work, I can't help myself from declaring my views. But like a pat on the head, some kind words and showing a general interest in his life from Marnie our Furcoat Commie Dorm Floor Counsellor and Chet's goes off on a woke epiphany. He's a valued Ally to all the people you'd think he'd heckle on campus. Now he's attacking me from the left and calling me out for non pc language or microaggressions. We had immediate chemistry despite him seeming Magaish. So we were screwing from Freshers Week despite our political squabbles. But it's been rally good for the Stud, now after we make it. The morning after it's not th

  "I don't know why you are strutting around Like Cock Of The Roost. Take it from a Forced Fem Victoria demoted from BF to Lil Sister Those gasms were so blatantly fake it's almost insulting, only a Swellhead with a giant dumb male ego could delude himself in to believing you got her there. Oh yar totally fraudulent, faker than my signature she put on the legal papers she filed. Oh wow if she wants you to stick around then, I guess that makes sense there's super cute Bitchboi potential behind your masculine facade!"

  My Fiancé was being a big pouty Baby about me getting my long hair chopped off,,,, 'without asking him' , like he has a right to choose my hairdo? Ugh! how entitled and toxic. So he was dragging his feet like a bratty tot and offering no input on all the home wares for our wedding registry. But if I told him he'd be obsessed with fancy plates n such and using it all as my dependent Forced Fem Housefrau, the wedding would have been off and it would have robbed Miles of the amazing last day of Masculinity. For the record he chose to go blonde, in as much as he has his own thoughts these days! I'm fine with it, Doctor Klein has made him a real self starter on building his own funny lil Dollyboi persona.

"I'm awfully sorry for the way I've been carrying on, you are doing a great job Maria. I rally did pride myself on being a great man to work for when I was Master of the House. But my supposed Trophy Wife has brainwashed me into a complete Karen, she only thinks it's funny because she doesn't have a manager I can speak to!"

He was crazy dominant and overbearing, just so cruel and ruthless. The culture of public humiliation was so widespread and common place. So It's rally hard to pin point when he stopped being Head of my Frat and became my BF. Like the timeline is muddled. I stopped getting hard ons pretty early I think and then prolly it was after that I had this crazy compulsion to watch Judy Garland movies on repeat. Which was fer shure long before he threw out my Boy clothes, made me legally change my name to Meghan and I got a glow up. My BF was making me blow him the whole time which adds more confusion, no idea when I stopped hating that.