On the bed were multiple fluffy pillows and stuffed animals to reinforce my new prissy status.
In one corner, a full bed with a pink bedspread was placed. The walls and ceiling were all painted in a feminine soft pink. I slid on a pair of black maryjanes as I took in my helplessly feminine room. I looked at myself in the mirror and primped my outfit to perfection. I grabbed a pink ribbon from the shelf and tied it in a big floppy bow around my neck. A pink jumper with a male symbol on the back went over the blouse, serving as a stinging reminder to my male status. I pulled the skirt up around my waist and buttoned up my blouse as I went to grab my next article of clothing. I selected a blue skirt and a white blouse with long, flowing sleeves and frilled shoulders. Inside the closet were a plethora of girly dresses and skirts. Satisfied, I stepped into the large walk-in closet to get my school uniform. I patted my ponytail multiple times, checking to see if it had the appropriate girlish bounce and volume. I turned my attention to my long black hair, trying to get it into the perfect high feminine ponytail. Blush sat lightly on my cheeks, and all of the rough edges of my face had been softened by an extensive use of foundation and bronzer. My lips were coated in a thick helping of red lipstick.
My eyelashes were long and curled, giving a nice feminine look to my brown eyes. When I was done, I inspected myself in the mirror. I broke out the makeup kit from the closet behind me and got to work. Now I was ready to get started on my makeup. After I had brushed my teeth, I applied multiple skin-softening oils and creams to my face and rubbed my armpits with women's deodorant. Then, I went into the bathroom to begin my vanity routine. Next, I pulled a pair of white stockings up my legs, feeling the smooth caress of the silk against my hairless legs. I opened the top drawer to peruse my collection of panties selecting a ruffled white pair. I rolled out of my large pink bed, throwing the stuffed animals I slept with aside as I walked over to the pink dresser in the corner of my room. The dream ended, and the nightmare begun. My eyes opened to stare into the soft pink ceiling. The horrible ringing of the alarm clock woke me from my slumber. I slid onto the base, just before the ball found its home in the catcher's mitt. As I sprinted toward home plate, the pitcher threw the ball to the catcher with incredible accuracy. As I reached third base, the pitcher had gotten the ball. I tore through the bases, not watching the ball as it soared above the head of the outfielder.
I had just hit the best homerun of my life. They gave permission for people to reupload their stories. This was originally posted by Feminization-stories, who has since deactivated their account.