The next day, an older black woman, Tabitha, comes to see you in the morning.

The next morning, Tabitha came to see you. She brought you various lingerie: panties, thongs, tights, bras, miniskirts, tops. Tabitha also brought many other things: women's magazines, women's shaving and hygiene supplies, women's cosmetics.

Tabitha said to you in a commanding tone: “I brought you a lot of women's clothes and women's underwear so that you will have something to replace your current clothes when you get dirty. Now, Emily, you will wear only women's clothes and women's underwear. You are no longer a man. ! You white sissy bitch! If you violate my orders or Sam's orders, then you will have a very bad time. Not only will you lose the opportunity to live in this apartment and the opportunity to get weed from Sam. You will also get serious problems in our part of the city... Since Sam is associated with... the respected people of our section of town... He is associated with the kind of people who not only can get some weed, but who can also use firearms if someone pisses them off... So don't piss me off and don't make Sam angry. You owe me money and you will bring me money. Do you understand me, white sissy bitch Emily?"

You stood in front of Tabitha and you were fully aware that your appearance was now disgraceful to any self-respecting man... You were dressed in a black thong, fishnet tights, a lacy black bra, a striped miniskirt, a bluish women's top with the inscription "WhiteSlut", black women's high-soled shoes.

Your stretched anus was throbbing a little because of your thoughts about how yesterday you were deprived of your anal virginity by black Sam. You realized that inside the depths of your anus the sperm from Sam's big black dick had been absorbed.

You looked at Tabitha and you felt depressed. Your spirit was broken.

Your throat is dry from fear. You almost cried from your powerlessness and from the cruelty of Tabitha’s words.

With difficulty you said in your weak voice: “Yes... I understand you... I understand... Please... don’t hurt me... Mrs. Tabitha...”

Tabitha nodded in satisfaction.

Over the next four hours, Tabitha taught you the techniques of applying feminine makeup. As a result, you have mastered the basic principles of applying female makeup. You have painted your lips with red lipstick. You have applied mascara to your eyelashes. You have applied cosmetic creams to the skin of your face. In the mirror you saw the face of a pretty young girl. You realized with shame and strange... excitement that this was... your own face.

Tabitha told you: “Great, now every day you will apply women’s makeup to your face. I will leave a women’s cosmetic set on the table for you. In addition, every day you must perform mandatory hygiene procedures: shave off all your hair below the eyebrows, and "You also have to give yourself an enema. Now you will show me everything that I just told you. Go to the bathroom!"

You obediently went to the bathroom. You undressed in front of Tabitha. You were ashamed when Tabitha laughed at the sight of your small white penis. But you continued to follow Tabitha's orders. You have checked your body for hair below the eyebrows. There was almost no hair on your body. Exception: your hair on your head, which has already reached shoulder level. However, Tabitha said that your hairstyle corresponds to your status - she liked that your hair was long, like a woman’s, and she ordered you to leave your effeminate hairstyle.

Next, under the supervision of Tabitha, you learned how to give yourself enemas. Tabitha made you give yourself an enema four times in a row. You were **** to submit...

Finally, Tabitha gave you permission to get dressed.

She told you: “I have to leave soon. Sam will bring you food and weed. Practice putting on feminine makeup. Take care of your hygiene, practice walking in heels. In the evening, Sam will come and check your behavior.”

You could only nod and agree with Tabitha’s words. You didn't have the will or physical strength to resist...

Your mind was consumed with thoughts of your own weakness and your failure as a man...

So Tabitha left. You went about your routine.