If my ex wife has any say in the matter, then soon the whole world will know the truth about my shameful sissy ways.
Coming out to my ex wife is without doubt the best and worst thing I’ve ever done in my life. Of course, I love that she’s been so willing to help me with make-up and is even encouraging me to date real men, but lately she has been taking a bit of a ‘forced femme’ approach when we meet together. She absolutely insists I dress up if I visit her now, and expects me to be dressed if she ever visits me; and she’s also started taking photos of me while I’m wearing my favourite girlie outfits. And she’s threatening to show them to everyone!
She’s playing on my weakness, of course! She knows I cannot resist the desire to put on tight dresses, knickers and bras – and she knows that once I’m all dolled up, then I love to pose in front of camera. But I’m not so sure about those pictures being shared with my wife’s best friend, her colleagues at work and even some of the people who know me as a man. But I’m pretty sure that’s what she’s doing with them, because lots of people seem to look at me differently now. And I even get the impression that some of them are trying not to laugh as they talk to me.
One person I don’t mind her showing my sissy photos to is the hunky boyfriend she lives with since our marriage failed. He’s met me dressed up a few times now and seems to enjoy cuckolding me. He’ll fondle and kiss my ex wife right in front of me and they’ll even make little jokes between them about my tiny cock and me being a closet faggot. And I wouldn’t put it past them to actually fuck in front of me before too long. They seem to like watching me squirm with discomfort and to taunt me for being such a failure of a man!
Anyway, I can cope with my ex wife’s boyfriend being shown all my sissy photos – and I’m not going to lie, I rather like the thought that he might even get turned on by them. But since I’m very much living two lives now – a male one in the real world and a female one at home – then I do get extremely anxious at the prospect of being found out by workmates, guys at the pub, guys at the football and certain women I know. I’ve been growing my fingernails and trimming my eyebrows lately, so already lots of people are probably starting to suspect something’s up. But I’d like to keep some air of mystery about it – and not to be totally exposed as sissy, like my ex wife seems to want.