Femdom, what I practiced wasn’t mere humiliation—it was artful transformation. Forced feminization methodically turns men inside out until nothing remains except pure surrender. Some broke in a single night, crumbling under my expertise; others required months of careful deconstruction, layer by layer. I always preferred the challenging ones—those who maintained that defiant spark of manhood long after it should have been extinguished. Their eventual submission felt like a conquest of woman over man.
I loved watching the slow collapse of a man under my forced feminization rituals, the resistance infinitely more satisfying than any immediate surrender could ever be. I loved watching pride dissolve into devotion, and that moment of their complete transition into something so feminine and so submissive was an addiction like no other.
I am a Goddess.
I am a feminizer of men.
I love my job.
For Sexy Femdom Stories by Phoebe Pearl
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