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Today is the day that my grandmother goes on her lunch date with her daughter and “granddaughter”. I began the day by getting changed. I slid the thong up my smooth feminine legs and let it go, letting it slap on my ass. I put on my sports bra which I have mastered now, it actually starting to hold a little bit of cleavage which scares me. I moved on to the leather mini skirt which barely covers my crotch. The cold material had a tough feel on my skin and gave me goosebumps. I fastened on the belt and moved onto the purple blouse. I fastened the buttons with my newly painted hands. I made sure to tuck in the shirt only at the front to not only show off my belt but to also add a “messy” theme. I brushed my all natural long hair to the left side of my head, draping it over my shoulder. I added eyeshadow, painting my eyelids a purplish color. I applied my mascara making sure my lashes were thick and strong. I added concealer and blush to make me look more feminine. And lastly added lipstick and gloss to plump my lips and make them look kissable. I grabbed a necklace that my mom recommended I wear, the beads felt cold on my bare skin. Lastly I moved on to the high heels which now had their own section in my closet, taking up almost half of the closet. I selected a sexy pair of 6 inch heels with a 2 inch platform. I slid my feminine feet into the heeled shoe, fastening the buckle around my ankle. I got up walking naturally over to the purses where I selected a black and white handbag. I gracefully stepped out of my room and into the house where my mother was waiting for me. She as always had a huge smile on her face.

“Okay mom I’m ready to go.” I say ready to get this hell over with

“Not without a picture first” she says positioning me outside on the porch. She pulls out her camera and I strike a natural pose, crossing my legs, placing a hand on the railing, and smiling.

“Perfect” she exclaims. Putting her phone away.

At this point we are about three months in, I have given up on trying to be less feminine and embraced the fact that it will never get past my mother. I am just waiting until I get the money, that’s when all of this will end, until then I will keep my mother happy and make things easier for myself. I’ve started to act a certain way around my mother now, almost like an actual girl. I’ve stopped moaning and have started adding feminine manners to my natural self now. This act has worked on my mother, she now believes that I’m satisfied with being a girl, which I’m okay with.

To be continued…

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Today is the day that my grandmother goes on her lunch date with her daughter and “granddaughter”. I began the day by getting changed. I slid the thong up my smooth feminine legs and let it go, letting it slap on my ass. I put on my sports bra which I have mastered now, it actually starting to hold a little bit of cleavage which scares me. I moved on to the leather mini skirt which barely covers my crotch. The cold material had a tough feel on my skin and gave me goosebumps. I fastened on the belt and moved onto the purple blouse. I fastened the buttons with my newly painted hands. I made sure to tuck in the shirt only at the front to not only show off my belt but to also add a “messy” theme. I brushed my all natural long hair to the left side of my head, draping it over my shoulder. I added eyeshadow, painting my eyelids a purplish color. I applied my mascara making sure my lashes were thick and strong. I added concealer and blush to make me look more feminine. And lastly added lipstick and gloss to plump my lips and make them look kissable. I grabbed a necklace that my mom recommended I wear, the beads felt cold on my bare skin. Lastly I moved on to the high heels which now had their own section in my closet, taking up almost half of the closet. I selected a sexy pair of 6 inch heels with a 2 inch platform. I slid my feminine feet into the heeled shoe, fastening the buckle around my ankle. I got up walking naturally over to the purses where I selected a black and white handbag. I gracefully stepped out of my room and into the house where my mother was waiting for me. She as always had a huge smile on her face.

“Okay mom I’m ready to go.” I say ready to get this hell over with

“Not without a picture first” she says positioning me outside on the porch. She pulls out her camera and I strike a natural pose, crossing my legs, placing a hand on the railing, and smiling.

“Perfect” she exclaims. Putting her phone away.

At this point we are about three months in, I have given up on trying to be less feminine and embraced the fact that it will never get past my mother. I am just waiting until I get the money, that’s when all of this will end, until then I will keep my mother happy and make things easier for myself. I’ve started to act a certain way around my mother now, almost like an actual girl. I’ve stopped moaning and have started adding feminine manners to my natural self now. This act has worked on my mother, she now believes that I’m satisfied with being a girl, which I’m okay with.

To be continued…