




Part 2: "Let Me See" I stood on the edge of the room, head spinning. Ash sat awkwardly in the lavender nightie, hands trying to cover what it barely hid. His face was flushed—humiliated. But there was no denying how hot he looked. He sat , trembling, then finally spoke: “You remember when I said I needed money?” Yeah, I remembered. He’d gone off the grid for a while. No texts, no calls. Just reappeared months later, saying he got ‘a gig.’ Turns out the gig involved agreeing to be feminized for an online subscription site - one that made damn good money if the ‘model’ leaned in. HRT, the clothes, only pushing further as he got hotter, the whole thing was mind blowing to me. And the more convincing he became, the more they seemed to want to pay. He looked me in the eye. “I didn’t think it would change me this much. I didn’t think I’d keep doing it after I made just enough for some bills. But… I kind of have to now.” My mouth was dry. My voice cracked. “…Let me see it again.” He hesitated. Then opened up the windbreaker. Showed me. Turned a little, you could tell he was used to showing himself off now, even if he wasn't trying to show off for me. It seemed so natural to him now. The lavender thong framed his smooth curves like it was made for him. I felt something I wasn’t expecting. #trans #tgirl #trap #femboy #feminization #pinup #lingerie #sissy #thicc #mtf #girlnextdoor #cosplay