Gay, deciding what to wear to catch a straight man's eye

Sagira yawns softly, stretching before letting out a high pitch cutesy sigh. "Mm..." He opens his deep brown upturned eyes while slowly sitting up. His left hand reflexively holds up his blanket to his perky C-cup breasts. "Mom!" After a few seconds of waiting for a reply, he gently pats his right cheek with his soft and dainty right hand. "Silly me. I don't live with my parents anymore." He bites his bottom lip. 'I can finally go out and meet handsome men!' He brightly smiles, closing his eyes as excitement courses through his body.

He lets go of his blanket, allowing it to cascade down his body like water. His perk C-cup breasts are now on full display. His nipples quickly harden upon being exposed to the cool air. He slips out of bed and walks to the bathroom to take a cool shower to help him wake up. Shortly after adjusting to the cool water's temperature, he begins to think back to what life was like back home in Heliopolis, a suburb of Cairo. Life had been difficult because of his condition, making it difficult to develop muscle like the other children.

He had spent most of his life at home, protected by his religious parents. This became far worse when his body began to change. His mother felt it was a sign from the heavens that she was to treat him like a daughter. Whereas his father wanted to protect his own honor and masculinity by swearing up and down that his son's body was not changing in an unusual manner. Things like this only happened to sinners. Or so his father proclaimed. However, they did love their son. So, not wanting to expose their child's condition. They kept it a secret by making him wear baggy clothing while letting him grow up as the heavens intended.

Over time, he found himself attracted to men. Obsessively so. This obsession led him to find that he was what people called a sissy. This led to even more perverse discoveries in porn searches that really excited him. With this intense desire and the conservative views of his parents and friends, he decided to move to the United States after landing a job to work as a cosmetic chemist shortly after earning a degree in Chemical Engineering. He already missed his family and friends, but being here was important in many ways.

This would be the true start of his life. He may not find love right away, but he was going to find out what he was missing by sucking a dick or two! By this time, he had finished cleaning his body. He turns off the water before stepping out of the shower to dry himself off. Once dry, he looks in the mirror to see how he looked today. He leans in close, looking over his diamond shaped face for any imperfections. He didn't see any blemishes on his beautiful and soft sand-colored skin. His round eyebrows were neat and clean. His roman nose was just as small and cute as ever.

His deep brown upturned eyes focused on his round lips. The thought of finally getting a dick in between them sent a pleasant shiver down his spine. His eyes focused on his long wavy deep brown hair. His hair ran down to just above his jiggly ass and wide hips. His eyes focused on his height next. It was a little embarrassing, but he stood 5' 8". This made him an inch taller than the average man where he was from. 'Don't be embarrassed. There are plenty of tall and strong men in the U.S. Your height won't be an issue here.'

He carefully looked over his slender legs next. There was not a single hair in sight. His eyes looked back up to his face to verify that there weren't any hairs there as well. "Good, not a single hair in sight." The absence of facial and body hair originally caused anxiety, but now it was a source of confidence. He looks toward his crotch next. Due to shaving the night before, he could easily see his dick and balls on display. It was smaller than the average from what he had read about.

When erect, it stood a little under five inches. His balls were a little small as well, but they could produce a small amount of cum. He looks back up to the mirror, stopping for a moment upon seeing the modest amount of flab on his stomach. 'Ugh! No matter what I do it just won't go away!' He starts to pout. "I hope men don't find my gut as disgusting as I do..." He turns to the side to look at it. His right hand sliding over his stomach gently. It felt like a quarter inch of fat over his abdominal muscles.

It wasn't a lot of fat to be honest, but it wasn't flat. He lets out a frustrated huff before walking to his bedroom. He quickly finds one of his beige t-shirt bra and boy short panties before throwing on a baggy blue t-shirt and baggy blue jeans. He slides on a pair of long white socks and white sneakers. Once he put his phone, keys, and wallet in his pocket, he heads outside. This would be the last day he wore the clothing his parents picked out for him. He was going to wear something he wanted for once.

He took a taxi to a popular women's clothing store. After paying for the ride, he walks inside the store. There were so many lovely options available. He wasn't sure where to start. Luckily, a young lady working there walks up. "Hi! I haven't seen you around here before. Do you need any help finding anything?" He nods while glancing around the store. "I do. I don't even know where to start." The young lady smiles brightly. "You needn't worry. What are you looking for today?"

He looks down slightly. "I, I'm looking for some sexy underwear and um." His eyes dart around, looking for something that would be able to catch a man's attention. After a few frantic seconds of looking, he finds one outfit that he absolutely must have. Is it a white V-neck silk blouse with a mid-thigh-high black circle skirt, a short A-line salmon pink skirt dress, olive pantsuit with a black blouse, or off the shoulder powder blue sundress?