The planet of women👄👗 Feel Like a Natural Woman 💕👗Crossdressing story - mtf transition

Another lovely day, with no working women to spoil it. To his friend Nick and their bar companions, Milo said. Every man in the bar cheered in support of men's dominance over women as the two clanged their beer mugs together.

"Our girlfriends probably aren't aware of how difficult it is to make a dollar these days because they are too preoccupied deciding which eye shadow goes best with their new purse." In between beers, Nick makes a comment.

At least they won't cause trouble with the boys this evening. As their friend Peter regarded the view from the large window next to the entrance, Milo made a remark.

When Peter said, "I wouldn't count on that," he nearly choked on his drink.

Milo questioned, "What makes you say that?

"Gracie, Robin, and Helen are arriving." The three young women were wearing matching gowns that topped their knees and spike-heeled heels, Peter stated as he pointed to them. The females took a thorough look around the room before approaching the men seated at the bar.

The question "What do you want?" Milo said while gulping down a beer.

Gracie said, tapping her foot, "The race." You're the one with a $200 wager on the horse designated as Firebird, and we'll be late getting to the racetrack.

"Forget about it, Clint!" From his Nascar Racer's steering wheel, John Knight yelled. "This is one race you won't win," the announcer said. The two vehicles outran all of the opposition, moving into the front positions and toward the checkered flag.

"No, John, I don't think so!" Clint muttered as his Blue Bandit sped past the Firebird while kicking into overdrive. When a flag was waved, Milo and his friends had just arrived to see their money disappear.

The victim says, "I was robbed." John stomped his foot and yelled. He stormed off while tossing his helmet to the ground. Not just John felt like he had been cheated. It was mentioned in the information that Firebird will win. His strategies for selecting winners had never failed him.

The moment Gracie gripped him by the arm, she said, "I told you that no system is a guaranteed thing. "I wanted you here so you couldn't talk about losing,' I said. 

The best nights of my life.

A "Oh really." He recoiled and covered his arms when Helen turned to face him.

Except for the first moment I saw you, dear. Peter argued for himself.

'Get ready for landing. As the ship touched down on the landing dock and the hatch automatically opened, Gracie said. Saying "Let's go."

Why are they doing that? To his friends, Milo muttered.

The answer is "I don't know, but I don't like it." As energy bands descended over them, Peter replied. A group of scantily clad women emerged from behind the rocks with their legs tied together and arms at their sides. "Hey! What's going on?

Those who do come here will have to pay, and their manhood will be the price.

Relax, it won't hurt for very long. As suction cups were placed on their nipples, a hose was attached to their penis, and a further tube was inserted up their ass, Gracie said. The pumping began as the frozen guys stood helpless. Their nipples grew into full tits as they felt a milky fluid filling their chest. As some sort of device climbed the tubes that were connected to them, they wanted to scream in agony. Just a little Venusian plastic surgery, please.

"You can't --!" As tubes were inserted into the men's mouths and throats, Milo began to object. Their male genital organs and the atom apple, a swelling, appeared to vanish simultaneously.

The men's necks began to tingle as their hair grew longer and thicker until it reached their shoulders. Almost bumping into their brand-new breasts.

You must change your attitude about treating women like second-class citizens if you don't want to stay that way forever. As a unique acid was sprayed over them, Gracie said. The substance being used on you won't harm your flesh, but it will take off your male clothing, so follow our instructions if you don't want to become the next Playboy centerfolds.

This is entirely your responsibility. Nicole, formerly Nick, stated as she was being given a pair of underwear and a bra to put on. Melody (Milo) observed that she was the only person to receive a pair of thong pants that rode up her crack. After that, they received skimpy go-go clothes similar to the ones their ex-girlfriends were wearing when they showed up to the bar.

"Look it over." In response to the new girls admiring themselves in the mirror, Robin said. They would assume they were gazing at the sexiest dates one could ask the women of Venus to find for them if they didn't realize it was a mirror.

"Now, what's the game plan?" Nicole looked at Melody and Patricia and questioned.

"Now you know what being a girl is like." As she and her friends boarded the shuttle to return to Earth, Gracie said. The spike heels on the girls' feet made them scream for relief as they sat down in the chair and had the shoes taken off, while the Venusian women escorted their new residents to the beauty parlor.

Just relax and recline. As their fingers and toes were painted pink and their hair was shampooed and permed, Rachael said. You'll like it at first, I promise.

As it covered their legs and created stripes, a wax seeped into their skin. The girls screamed as they had never screamed before as men as they tore the hair out. Regardless of how horrible things had become.

They were given cheerleading-style outfits to wear to school and placed in a Venus family with two other women, consisting of three daughters and two mothers.

As they moved through the hallways filled exclusively with women, they had a lot to learn. They could feel the want to leap their bones making their underwear moisture, but they were without the tools to accomplish it. It was novel to sit with their legs crossed in class as a girl, to wear VR helmets, and to be brainwashed into living the Venus way of life.

When Gracie and her companions returned to Venus, their ex-boyfriends were acting more femininely than most ladies they knew and had had six periods. They didn't own a single pair of slacks, and despite the agony and difficulty of running, they did all sports in high heels.

How are things going, Milo? Gracie questioned her ex-boyfriend, who gave her a perplexed face.

"Who is Milo?" you ask. As she watched her sisters shrug their shoulders, Melody questioned.

Saying "Nick, Peter!" Helen sobbed. "Stop making jokes."

They're not playing around, I said. As energy bonds developed on the Earth, women, Rachael said. "When you approached me with a plan to discipline your - ugh - men, I had an idea of mine own. a route to capturing Earth.

"What the heck are you talking about?" Robin enquired.

"Earth will become Venus 2." Cathy grinned. "The gender reversal virus will transform all of the men, and the women will be brainwashed to accept that they are truly equal."

"You cannot do this!" As the VR helmets were placed on their heads, Gracie cried out.

The answer is, "But we can." reassuring her, Rachel. As their minds were rewired to think like Venus women, Gracie and the others began to stare blankly. "Like us Venusian women, your sex organs will be altered so that you no longer require a male to become pregnant. We will provide you with all the knowledge you need to quickly establish such institutions on Earth.

After a few months of training, they boarded their shuttle and returned to Earth with teaching credentials that enabled them to open up shop in the world's main cities. Over the course of the following year, the takeover began to spread almost unnoticeably with the aid of the Venus women who joined them.

The takeover of Earth was swiftly finished during the second year of the process since the nations of Earth didn't really notice the rise in the female population until it was too late. To bring forth good will toward women and a level of peace that the world had never known before, the ladies put a stop to all conflicts and wars on earth.

 

THE END