My Steamy Story: Petite 20 year old adult male Michael is...

My Story Time:

Okay, so I’m Megan, and let me spill the tea on my new forever-daughter, Molly. She was a little troublemaker named Michael before, but I saw that petite, androgynous frame and knew she was meant to be my good girl. The HRT is working wonders, her skin’s getting softer, her little tits are budding, and that dick of hers is basically useless now—exactly how I like it.

I had her in the reformatory schoolgirl outfit today, a plaid skirt she kept trying to pull down. She was sobbing in the corner after her spanking, her ass all red and warm under her uniform. I made her look at me and told her, “Big girls use the potty, but you’re my baby, aren’t you, Molly?” She nodded, tears in her eyes, and I could see her will just… break. Iconic.

I took her home, her padded pull-up crinkling with every step. I sat in my armchair, crossed my legs, and tapped my high heel. “Come here, baby.” She crawled over, so obedient, and nuzzled my shoe. Then she started grinding her pussy against my heel, humping it like a little bitch in heat. I just smiled, watching her face twist up until she came, moaning and shaking, a warm wetness spreading in her diaper. She’s mine now, period.