A Fresh Coat Of Paint: Feminization

 In our initial exploration of this lifestyle several years ago, Domme T was not that into my feminization.  We explored it some and she was willing to allow me to continue but she was never really into it.  I honestly think it was a little too much for her then.  She was great about experimenting but I knew it wasn't really clicking with her so it faded out.

Fast forward to modern times and it is a different story.  In another post, I talked about her buying me panties very early on in our new journey and in fact it is now established routine that I am to wear nothing but my panties around the house so long as it is just her and I.  I can have a t-shirt and socks but if I cover my panties, there better be a reason.

For a long time she's required me to keep my genitals shaven but now she's incorporated inspections.  Knowing I've long desired to shave my legs, she allowed me to shave them from the knees up.  This desire on my part is less about feminization as it just a love of smooth skin.  But, combined with other aspects, the feminization angle is undeniable.  It's summer here and we have an agreement that we don't impose our kink on others so since I wear shorts a lot, my lower legs remain hairy.

She says, she's indifferent to my legs and I accept her word but...

Last weekend she surprised me with a mid-day trip to the movies.  All her idea and we had a great time.  It was a mall theater and after the movie I was making my way to the exit doors when she beckoned to a department store and said we had something to do.

Of course I dutifully followed, curious and unsure if this involved me in anyway.

She grabbed herself a couple things and then made her way to the shelf full of nail polish. The store was really busy and there was a lady looking at the bottles of polish when Domme T exclaimed, "Pick out two bottles for yourself."  She wasn't particularly quite about it, but the lady didn't seem to react.

I was embarrassed and felt awkward but there was no denying I was also excited.  I plucked up a sparkly blue and a deep purple and presented them to Mistress for approval, which she readily gave with a sly smile.

On our way out, we actually ran into some of my relatives and chatted for a while.  Little did they know that I was standing before them wearing sheer panties and holding a bag of my own fingernail polish!

To my disappointment, nothing happened that night.  Mistress works at her own pace.  But the next day, as she sat on the couch, she told me to grab a kitchen chair and come sit before her.  She had the bag with the polish in her hand so I knew what was coming and my heart raced.

Before bringing the chair in, I washed my feet.  It just seemed like the right thing to do.  And soon, there I was, sitting before her with my foot in her lap.  My heart was thundering and my breaths were light and high in my chest.  I underestimated the impact this experience was going to have on me.

Domme T took to it as naturally as if she was doing her own nails but I could sense a little giddiness too.  She chose the blue for this first time and as she began to stroke the brush over my toenail, I shivered and my palm covered my mouth.  It was...powerful.  I'd thought it might be fun or kinky but this... This was far more than that.  It genuinely hit me deep and hard and those feelings only grew as she continued from toe to toe.

In short order, she was done.  I felt like I could barely breathe as I gazed at my feet. 

Something had changed.  Something profound.  Her dominance was surely solidified but it was more than that.  This hit deep and I couldn't speak properly for some time.

The next morning when I walked into the bathroom, it was quite the shock to look down and see my painted nails and have the reality come smashing back into me.

She says she's not sure how far she'll explore this feminization but so far, she seems to be embracing it.  

Where will it lead?  Time will tell...