Happy Pride Month! :3

I wasn't really planning on making a Pride Month special, but I ended up writing this caption after suffering an episode of gender dysphoria and writing this greatly helped me mentally. The caption feels very personal to me, was even doubting if I would upload it or not, but I really like how it ended up and very much fits the fact that we're in Pride Month. Hope you enjoy this wholesome caption. :3

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Many people might see me for what I am in the exterior, a man, but many of them don’t realize who I really am. Judging by the comments some people make, I fear expressing how I truly feel at that moment, but there’s always a time and place for the real me to come out and enjoy themselves.

Today was such a day, my family was out for a few hours while I remained in my bedroom, perfect for what I wanted to do! I took out what looked like regular male clothing: a t-shirt, white gloves, jeans, a pair of socks, boxers and running shoes. There was nothing particularly exciting at first glance, but a little bit of magic would make this into an outstandingly beautiful outfit.

My family didn’t know that I was genderfluid, and they didn’t know I knew magic either! Anyways, I cast a small yet wonderful spell on these generic clothes to better suit how I really felt in that moment. A few hand movements and some sparkles later, this outfit would begin to transform. I smiled, excited to have yet another opportunity to express my femininity.

My running shoes would morph into a pair of blue-colored high heels. I would not waste any time removing the clothes on the lower half of my body to slip my feet into that womanly footwear, but before that, I had to wait a little bit longer for the other pair of socks to merge and become pantyhose and for the boxers to become a pair of cute black lacy panties.

I’ve always loved how panties feel around my modest hips, maybe not the most comfortable thing for my junk, something which was only made worse by my euphoria translating into arousal and making it erect, but wearing this just felt right! The pair of pantyhose made things around my crotch even tighter, but I knew it was only a temporary discomfort. Finally, I slid my feet into the pretty heels, and this is where the real fun began!

The discomfort between my legs would slowly but surely fade away as my manly bits began to shrink down. I didn’t mind having it, but there are times where I’d much prefer having a vagina instead, hence why after my manhood was gone, a female reproductive system would take its place, making me biologically a woman! At that moment, I was already a woman at heart, but now nobody could even debate such a statement, it was a fact.

Being a woman in every single aspect felt like a breath of fresh air, I can’t even be a sweet femboy in peace, let alone be a woman in front of those who don’t know about my gender identity, so it felt amazing for my inner lady to finally be out, even if just for a few hours.

My transformation continued alongside my clothes. The jeans and shirt merged together and were slowly but surely forming a gorgeous gown and the short white gloves were extending and changing its color slightly to match the heels’ and dress’ blue color, perfect for the girly princess I wanted to be in that moment.

As I waited for my princess-like gown to be finished, the clothes I already had on would shape my body to fit them even better. My pantyhose tightened as my hips flared out and became motherly. My thighs thickened considerably, removing some of the empty space left by my manhood. I placed my hands on my ass cheeks, I knew exactly what was going to happen next, my butt began to grow with lots of soft and jiggly fat!

I really liked the mommy-like figure I had so far, sadly though, lots of that would be hidden by the gown, but on the bright side, I’d look like the pretty princess of my dreams! Speaking of the gown, it was complete! I was giddy to wear this once more, I couldn’t believe I was the owner of such a beautiful and feminine attire! It took a good while to get it on, but that difficulty paid off as not only did I feel absolutely amazing, but it also continued my physical feminization.

Now that I had this dress on, the upper half of it would begin to narrow down my waist and shoulders. That was definitely nice, but the best part was seeing and feeling the large empty space these cups provided to be filled with the soft and sensitive mass of my developing boobs! I would be an incredibly happy girl just by having some pair of B-cups, being shocked the first time I transformed into a woman when I discovered I was blessed with absolutely massive breasts! I’m not so surprised by this fact anymore, I had grown used to it, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t a great feeling to have big bouncing titties!

I was a bit too distracted playing with my expanding bust, taking me a minute to realize my hands were still pretty large, something which these gloves could fix in no time. I slide my hands and arms into them, the pieces of clothing doing its work as it removed some of the muscle off of my arms and made my hands more petite and feminine.

I couldn’t wait to look at myself in the mirror and take a bunch of cute pics! But there were still a few missing details that I had to get to before having even more fun. I opened my drawer full of tech gadgets, the perfect place to hide a pair of cute earrings and a cute pink bow that I would now wear to complete my transformation. Soon after, my face feminized, the magic even applying some makeup for me, how wonderful! My hair grew out a few inches more as I grabbed one of my favourite necklaces to put on as the final touch, the wooden texture of it becoming metallic and changing into a silver color and with that, I knew all I had to do now was enjoy being myself! Enjoy being the woman of my dreams!

I took so many pictures of myself in this outfit, I twirled around with this large poofy dress and generally just enjoyed being free, enjoying being the real me without judgement or prejudice, I was a woman not only spirit, but also in flesh. I knew this would only last a few hours though, but that didn’t stop me from being a woman in spirit, something which I consider much more important. I often get misgendered since I wasn’t physically a lady upon removing this outfit, but I had many friends who support and accept who I really am.

Whether tomorrow I’m a femboy or a woman, a he or she, a male or a female princess; something is certain: I am proud of being who I am. A genderfluid person, part-time femboy and part-time girl, feminine-leaning individual; all things that describe who I am, and I’m proud of it all.