A Man of Means

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*I'm so tired of this life of unfulfilled vows, dead end after dead end, and not being able to fulfill my fantasies and dreams.* He quickly typed into a writing website's DissedChord channel, under his gender bent user name. He paused for a second then continued clacking away.

*For decades now I've always wanted to be transformed into a hot young sissy gangbang pornslut, or at least have one porn quality sexual experience as a full on smoking hot sissy, I'm well past the age of becoming a hot young woman, and the do it for a night option doesn’t exist and truthfully I like my daily life well enough to not throw it away to become someone impossible, me reimagined, me in my own XXX "What if?" Comic. "What if I clould become a sissy pornstar long term and through it somewhat practical means? What would I need? Well, all of it requires a half decade and 750k for a full blown transformation. I need to find some rich benefactor with connections in advanced experimental medicine, who would foot the bill and hopefully break me in to be a size queen to achieve my ultimate fantasy.**

He thought to himself **and that person doesn't exist**