How many times must I tell this cautionary tale.  It's 06:00 on a perfectly normal, well-adjusted, suburban, heterossexual Saturday.  My wife is asleep in bed.  I'm downstairs, crossdressed, stoned and feeling deliciously, helplessley out of control.

My first thoughts as I awoke were, in no particular order, dressing up like a slut, getting stoned and sucking cock.  Well, it's my wife's pink strap-on cock, but the point is, How the hell did I wind up like this?!

Let me make a long story short.  I'm a regular guy.  Or rather, I used to e a regular guy.  Now I'm a middle-aged swishy, prancing mind-fucked sissy faggot transvestite.

I'm on a roll.  Let's go...

I've been a life-long low-grade crossdresser.  I used to buy-binge-purge some stockings or a pair of pantyhose a few times per year.  That was it.  Condition:  stable.  Then, pot.  I rediscovered weed a few years ago.  My first time on weed as an adult, and Something Happened.

The Thing That Happened was a huge, overwheliming wave of feminine arousal.  I needed to feel, dress, act like a girl.  I suddenly craved it.   The "stoneder" I got, the more intense it became.  It was a tsunami.  I knew I was fucked.

It has been over a year now, mainly covertly, but also anticipating that my wife always knows more than she lets on.  I've been on a steady regimen of increasingly flamboyantly sissy crossdressing, massive binge doses of weed, and feminization hypnosis files.

I am broken.  I am happiest when stoned; floating on a blissfully empty mind.  I am a sissy faggot transvestite mind-fucked cock sucker hypno slave.

Oh, yeah.  Cautionary tale.  I am lost.  Sissified.  Turned into a swishy pink faggot princess.  Um, right.  Cautionary.  It's a formula, and it works.  Create an operant conditioning positive feedback loop from submission to arousal to feminization and back to submission.  Small at first.  No big deal.  Just a bit of naughty porn on a Saturday night.  Then add the catalyst, weed, and a chain reaction results.  Or rather, like a computer virus, a code that branches and replicates, ultimately, with exponential relentlessness, until it consumes the entire processing power of the host.  In retrospect, I realize that, once put in motion, the process was irresistable.  Cautionary.  It is possible, apparently, to turn a regular, straight, suburban guy into a flaming fairy sissy faggot transvestite cock sucker hypno-slave. 

Deeper.  Ever deeper...

Heidi