Wife was away from Fri to Sun, and I BINGED.  Binged big-time.

Her car was rolling down the driveway, I was rifling through my sissy closet.  My body was on autopilot as I stripped and dressed, as I would remain for the entire weekend.

The shrooms were in large doses.  So was the weed.  Repeatedly.  I passed out in Bambi trance on Friday night.  Again on Saturday.  The pattern became rhythmic:  wake up increasingly horny and disoriented, dose on shrooms, slowly fall into a deep lethargic sexy mind-fucked sissy trance, do a long Bambi hypno session, arise horny as hell, dose on weed, get gurly and aroused, edge myself into a stunned pink daze.  Repeat.

This Monday arrived, and I'm dressed in pants, and making a fair effort to appear hetero-normative.  I'm a mess.  I can't think, work, or even concentrate.  I feel a constant deep elemental craving to be feminized, brainwashed and trained to obey.  For much of the weekend, I actually didn't really know who I was, why I was doing what I was doing.  Once I tried to change into boi clothes.  It lasted about twenty minutes.

The oddest part of the experience is how exciting and thrilling it is.  I am happy and aroused, and I can't even imagine resisting.  Being turned into a mindless, empty, blank bimbo fuck doll is so fun!  I want to go DEEPER.