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MidReal Story
Secrets in the Virtual Closet
Scenario:I am a boy, but I want to become a girl. I cross dressed one day, and found a friend online to go shopping and take photos together. Her name is Bonnie. My name is Fula. I am afraid she would discover my secret.
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Even when I was young, before I had the words to explain it, I knew that there was something wrong with me; something that set me apart from everyone else.
I spent most of my childhood trying to put my finger on it.
I used to watch the girls in my class and wonder what it was about them that made them girls.
Was it their hair?
Their clothes?
I used to wonder what they saw when they looked in the mirror.
I wondered what they felt when they looked at themselves.
When I looked in the mirror, I saw a little boy staring back at me.
That wasn't the person that I felt like I was inside.
I felt like a girl.
I didn't know how to explain it, but I knew that I was supposed to be a girl.
I used to try to imagine what it would be like if I were a girl.
I would imagine what it would be like to wear dresses and skirts and makeup.
I would imagine what it would be like to have long hair and breasts.
I would imagine what it would be like to be beautiful.
When I was twelve, my sister left for college.
She left behind a bunch of clothes that she didn't want anymore, including a pair of high heels.
I had always been fascinated by high heels, and I couldn't wait to try them on.
As soon as my parents were out of the house, I ran upstairs and put them on.
It was the first time that I had ever worn heels before, and it felt amazing.
The shoes were taller than anything that I had ever worn before, and they made me feel powerful and sexy.
I felt like a woman.
I spent the rest of the day in my sister's heels.
I walked around the house in them, practicing my walk and trying to get used to them.
I felt like a completely different person when I was wearing them.
I felt like I was finally being myself.
As I got older, I started to experiment with more and more feminine things.
I started wearing makeup and nail polish, and I even started to wear some of my sister's clothes.
It was exhilarating to be able to express myself in a way that felt true to who I was.
But it was also terrifying.
I knew that my parents would never understand me if they found out.
They were very conservative, and they had always been very clear about their views on gender identity.
They believed that people were born male or female, and that there was no in between.
They believed that people who identified as transgender were confused or mentally ill, and they didn't believe that they should be allowed to change their gender.
I knew that if they found out about me, they would be furious.
They would probably try to send me to therapy or something, and they would definitely try to stop me from expressing myself as a girl.
So I kept it a secret.
I only dressed up when I was alone, and I was careful to make sure that no one ever saw me.
It was hard, but it was worth it to be able to be myself for a few hours a week.
One day, I decided to take things to the next level.
I had been talking to this girl online named Bonnie for a few weeks, and we had become fast friends.
She lived in the next town over, and she had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
She was beautiful, and I couldn't believe that she wanted to talk to me.
She thought that I was a girl, and I had been too afraid to tell her the truth.
I had been talking to her for weeks, and we had become close.
We talked about everything, from our favorite TV shows to our deepest secrets.
I knew that she would never understand me if she found out that I was a boy, so I kept it a secret.
But I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if we met in person.
Would she be able to tell that I was a boy?
Would she still want to be friends with me?
I decided to take a chance and ask her if she wanted to meet up.
To my surprise, she said yes.
We decided to meet at an art park in the next town over.
It was a beautiful place with lots of sculptures and gardens, and it was the perfect place for us to take some photos together.
I was nervous as I got ready for our trip.
I put on a pair of high heels and a skirt, and I did my hair and makeup.
I looked in the mirror, and I barely recognized myself.
I looked like a girl, and it felt amazing.
When I got to the park, Bonnie was already there.
She was even more beautiful than her pictures, and I couldn't believe that she wanted to talk to me.
"Hi," she said, smiling at me.
"Hi," I replied, trying to sound feminine.
"I'm so glad that we finally get to meet."
"Me too," she said, hugging me tightly.
"I've been waiting for this for weeks."
We spent the first hour taking photos together.
Bonnie had brought her camera, and we posed in front of all of the sculptures in the park.
It was fun, but it was also nerve wracking.
I was afraid that Bonnie would be able to tell that I was a boy, but so far she hadn't said anything.
As we walked around the park, Bonnie asked me all about myself.
She asked me about my family and my friends and my school.
I tried to answer her questions as honestly as possible without giving away my secret.
It wasn't easy, but I managed to do it without arousing any suspicion.
As we walked around the park, my anxiety started to grow.
I was afraid that Bonnie would find out about me at any minute, and I didn't know what I would do if she did.
I tried to push the thoughts out of my mind and focus on having fun with Bonnie, but it wasn't easy.
As we walked around the park, Bonnie started to get more and more touchy feely with me.
She would grab my arm or brush against my shoulder as we walked by each other.
It felt good, but it also made me nervous.
I didn't want her to get too close to me or she might find out about me.
As we walked around the park, Bonnie started to get more and more flirtatious with me.
She would make jokes about how hot I looked in my heels, and she would tease me about how much of a girl I was being today.
I tried to laugh it off and play it cool, but it was hard.
I had never been in a situation like this before, and I didn't know how to react.
As we walked around the park, Bonnie started to get more and more aggressive with me.
She would grab my arm and pull me close to her, and she would whisper things in my ear.
I couldn't hear what she was saying, but I could feel her warm breath on my skin.
It sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.
As Bonnie whispers something in my ear, I feel a shiver down my spine.
Her words are indistinguishable, but her warm breath sends a thrill through me.
I try to play it cool, but my heart is racing.
Suddenly, Bonnie pulls back and smiles at me, her bright blue eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Want to go get some coffee?" she asks, her voice husky.
I nod eagerly, and we start walking towards the car.
As we drive to the cafe, Bonnie chats excitedly about her day.
She talks about her job and her friends and her family, and I listen intently.
I'm fascinated by everything that she says, and I can't help but feel a sense of comfort around her.
As we walk into the cafe, I feel a sense of relief wash over me.
The cafe is cozy and intimate, with soft music playing in the background.
The smell of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, and I can't help but feel at home.
We sit down at a table by the window, and Bonnie starts chatting with the waitress.
She's so confident and outgoing, and I can't help but feel a little intimidated by her.
But as we sit there sipping our coffee and eating our treats, I start to feel more and more comfortable around her.
We chat and laugh together, sharing stories and getting to know each other better.
As we sit there together, I feel a sense of belonging that I've never experienced before.
I've always felt like an outsider, but with Bonnie by my side, I feel like I finally fit in.
As we sit there chatting, Bonnie starts to get closer and closer to me.
She reaches out and touches my arm or my shoulder as she talks to me, and I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement every time that she does it.
I try to play it cool and pretend like it doesn't affect me, but it's hard not to react when she's touching me.
As we sit there chatting, Bonnie suddenly leans in close to me.
"What's going on?" she asks, her voice low and husky.
"What do you mean?" I ask, trying to sound innocent.
"I don't know," she says, shrugging.
"You just seem really nervous and jumpy today."
I try to brush it off and tell her that I'm fine, but she doesn't believe me.
She presses me for an explanation, and I try to come up with something believable.
"I'm just a little anxious," I say, trying to sound casual.
"I've never met anyone from the internet before, so I'm a little nervous."
Bonnie nods sympathetically and reaches out to touch my arm.
"It's okay," she says.
"I'm a little nervous too."
I try to smile and act like it's no big deal, but it's hard not to react when she's touching me.
As Bonnie touches my arm, I feel a shiver run down my spine.
I try to ignore it, but it's hard not to react when she's touching me.
Suddenly, Bonnie looks down at my lap and smiles.
"Oh," she says, her voice husky.
"I see."
I look down and realize that I have an erection.
I'm mortified, and I try to play it off like it's no big deal.
"It's just a natural reaction," I say, trying to sound casual.
"I'm sure you've had plenty of erections before."
Bonnie laughs and reaches out to touch my dick.
"It's not every day that I see one in person," she says, her voice husky, "and you said you were a girl."
"I'm a little surprised that a beautiful girl has a dick."
I try to push her hand away, but she holds tight.
"It's okay," she says.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
I try to relax and let her touch me, but it's hard not to react when she's holding my dick in her hand.
As Bonnie touches my dick, I feel a thrill of excitement run through me.
It feels good, but it also makes me nervous.
I've never been in a situation like this before, and I don't know how to react.
As Bonnie continues to touch me, I start to feel more and more anxious.
I'm afraid of what might happen next, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it.
But at the same time, I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us.
As Bonnie continues to touch me, I start to feel a mix of emotions inside of me.
I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us, but I'm also scared of what might happen if we take things too far.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
As Bonnie continues to touch me, I start to feel more and more overwhelmed by my emotions.
I'm not sure what's happening or how to react, and I feel like I'm losing control of myself.
Suddenly, Bonnie pulls back and smiles at me.
"I think we should get out of here," she says, her voice husky.
"Want to go back to my place?"
I nod eagerly, and we get up and leave the cafe.
As we drive to Bonnie's place, she continues to flirt with me and touch me in the car.
She reaches out and touches my arm or my shoulder as we drive, and I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement every time that she does it.
As we pull up to her house, I feel a sense of nervousness wash over me.
I'm not sure what's going to happen next, and I'm afraid of what might happen if we take things too far.
But at the same time, I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us.
As we get out of the car and walk towards the house, Bonnie reaches out and takes my hand.
She smiles at me as we walk together, and I can't help but feel a sense of comfort around her.
As we walk into her house, Bonnie leads me to her bedroom.
It's a beautiful room with a big bed and lots of pillows.
There are clothes scattered all over the floor, and there are pictures on the walls of Bonnie with her friends.
As Bonnie leads me into her bedroom, she starts to undress me.
She pulls off my shirt and my skirt, and she reaches out to touch my dick again.
I try to push her hand away, but she holds tight.
"It's okay," she says.
"I want to."
As Bonnie continues to touch me, I start to feel a mix of emotions inside of me.
I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us, but I'm also scared of what might happen if we take things too far.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
Suddenly, Bonnie pulls back and smiles at me.
"I think we should get in bed," she says, her voice husky.
"Want to?"
I nod eagerly, and Bonnie pulls back the covers on her bed.
We climb in together, and Bonnie starts to kiss me passionately on the mouth.
As Bonnie kisses me, I feel a thrill of excitement run through me.
I've never kissed a girl before, and it feels amazing.
I try to kiss her back, but I'm not sure if I'm doing it right.
Bonnie seems to be enjoying it, though, and she starts to get more and more aggressive with me.
She reaches out and touches my dick again, and I can't help but moan in response.
As Bonnie continues to touch me, I start to feel a mix of emotions inside of me.
I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us, but I'm also scared of what might happen if we take things too far.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
Suddenly, Bonnie pulls back and smiles at me.
"I've always wanted to have sex with a girl," she says, her voice husky.
"I've been thinking about it for years."
I try to smile and act like it's no big deal, but it's hard not to react when she's talking about sex.
"I've always wanted to have sex with a girl too," I say, trying to sound casual.
Bonnie smiles at me and reaches out to touch my dick again.
"I think we should do it," she says, her voice husky.
"Want to?"
I nod eagerly, and Bonnie starts to undress herself.
As she takes off her clothes, I can't help but stare at her in amazement.
She's beautiful, and I can't believe that she wants to have sex with me.
As Bonnie finishes undressing, she reaches out and touches my dick again.
"I think we should get started," she says, her voice husky.
"Want to?"
I nod eagerly, and Bonnie starts to kiss me passionately on the mouth again.
As we kiss, I start to feel a mix of emotions inside of me.
I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us, but I'm also scared of what might happen if we take things too far.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
Suddenly, Bonnie pulls back and smiles at me.
"Are you okay?" she asks, looking at me with concern in her eyes.
"Yeah," I reply quickly.
"I'm just a little nervous."
Bonnie nods sympathetically and reaches out to touch my arm.
"It's okay," she says.
"I'll go slow."
As Bonnie continues to touch me, I start to feel more and more anxious inside of me.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
We start fucking hard, both wearing high heels and sexy clothes.
I'm not sure if I'm doing it right, but Bonnie seems to be enjoying it.
She moans and groans as we fuck, and she reaches out to touch my dick again.
As we continue to fuck, I start to feel a mix of emotions inside of me.
I'm excited by the possibility of something happening between us, but I'm also scared of what might happen if we take things too far.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
Suddenly, Bonnie pulls back and smiles at me.
"I think we should try something else," she says, her voice husky.
"Want to?"
I nod eagerly, and Bonnie starts to undress me again.
As she takes off my clothes, I can't help but stare at her in amazement.
She's beautiful, and I can't believe that she wants to have sex with me.
As Bonnie finishes undressing me, she reaches out and touches my dick again.
"I think we should try anal," she says, her voice husky.
"Want to?"
I'm lying in Bonnie's bed, watching her as she sleeps.
The room is dimly lit by the streetlamp outside, and I can see her clearly in the moonlight.
She's beautiful, and I feel a sense of comfort when I'm around her.
I'm not sure if I've ever felt this way about anyone before, and it scares me.
I'm not sure if I'm ready for this, and I don't know how to react.
As I watch Bonnie sleep, I can't help but think about what happened between us earlier.
It was amazing, and it felt so good to be with her.
But at the same time, it scares me because I've never done anything like that before.
I've never had sex with anyone before, and I don't know how to react.
As Bonnie sleeps beside me, I try to quiet my mind and fall asleep.
But it's hard because my thoughts are racing with everything that happened today.
I've never felt this way before, and it scares me because I don't know how to react.
As I lie there awake, I try to think of what to do next.
I'm not sure if I should tell Bonnie about my feelings or if I should just pretend like nothing's wrong.
I don't want to ruin what we have, but I also can't keep lying to her.
As I think about what to do, I hear Bonnie stirring beside me.
She rolls over and looks at me, smiling when she sees that I'm awake.
"Hey," she says softly.
"Can't sleep?"
I shake my head, and she reaches out to touch my arm.
"Want to talk about it?"
I nod, and she sits up in bed beside me.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"I don't know," I reply quietly.
"I just feel weird about what happened earlier. I've never done anything like that before."
"That's okay," she says.
"I've never done anything like that with someone before either."
I smile at her, feeling a sense of relief.
"Yeah?"
She nods, reaching out to touch my arm again.
"I really like you," she says.
"I was scared earlier too. But it felt good, didn't it?"
I nod eagerly, and she smiles at me.
"Want to do it again sometime?"
I smile back at her, feeling a sense of excitement at the possibility of being with her again.
"Yeah," I reply quietly.
"Then maybe it's something we can figure out together," she suggests, her voice gentle.
"You mean, like, see where this goes?" I ask, my heart racing with both fear and excitement.
"Exactly," Bonnie replies, squeezing my hand reassuringly.
