Fat wasstarting to redistribute to my hips and thighs, in a typical femalepattern. I have always longed to be a BBW. Having been overweight beforemy t...ansition was definitely contributing to my objective. The more Ilooked at myself in the mirror, the more thrilled I was about the changeshappening in me.But what made all the difference, at that point, was that I had the loveof a man who made me feel as woman as ever. In his sweet accent, Mustaphawould sometimes tell me: Ophelia, I fell in love. As I became more and more of a sissy and my mind and body transformed I became more ready to go to a gay bar and see if people thought I was hot or not. See if I could maybe flirt with a big black man like Andrea had. Then, one day as I was trying to work up the courage, I was sitting and looking at the pictures on my wall. Panties were all over my room, booty shorts, mini dresses and hi heels all over. My big black dildo was sitting next to my bed. Then there was a knock at my door.i opened it. She had tried not to hurt him.She served him a glass of wine and was about to turn away when he coughed.“Tip,” he said with a devious smile. She stood there while he took out a bill and slowly side it between her breasts and into her corset.At first the men were a little shy with the tips but this did not last long. Joe from accounting shoved his tip into the side the front panel of her panties, his fingers coming out damp from sliding his finger a little deeper into her slit. Part of the bill. The hem of his hoodie barely covered the head that was about four inches long when soft.“I just want you to be careful and safe. You remember what happened to you before.”“I do but this time, I’ll have Thor to watch out for me, instead of almost beating me to death. I’m long over that period in my life thanks to the love and support of my family.”Though it was the middle of March, Karen wore her most revealing dress for John. Dan held her coat and she slipped it on giving her love a sensual.