The real Marky

This is the real me in my normal clothes now. I was directed to leave out a girly outfit when I went to bed last night. The idea was to leave me mindfucked this morning and unable to resist putting on the outfit to go clean the patio.

The acceptance of this change and the resulting emasculation and realization that I was never truly a masculine male makes me quiver. The temptation was so great this morning to put on the outfit with no question. I showered and dressed and immediately felt natural and normal.