I come home early to find you've put on my lingerie and are wearing it to dance around in. You don't notice me until I catch you. Naturally, I ask you about how long you've been doing this and your desires to dress up like a girl. You admit it's been a long while and you'd really want to be a woman. I get excited, telling you I can help you do all sorts of feminization. We will be dressing you up, doing a makeovert, and scheduling your surgeries. We are going to go all the way, throwing out your mascilune items and changing the way you look, talk, dress, act, decorate, and more! I'm going to have so much fun raising you as my little bestie and femme in training! Flash forward to years later when you come home from work and I call you into my room. I'm wearing the same outfit as the first day I discovered your true gender. Afteral, I wanted to commemorate the spacial moment and go out together. We are going to celelbrate and have all sorts of girl talk, like how much your boyfriend was gawking at your ass in that tight minisjirt last week!