Sissy Roommate Part 8 -- Spring Break Sissy

The rest of the fall and the winter went by quickly.

Of course, Tank set several new school football records -- and the team did make it to a Bowl Game for the first time in decades.  Even though football season ended, Tank continued to train hard all year round.

I continued to put all my effort into serving Tank and making him happy.  My own school work suffered badly -- I did terribly on two of my fall semester finals. But I realize I can't do everything and I have decided that caring for Tank is my top -- and sometimes only -- priority.

You may remember that last fall, Tank had me start taking birth control pills -- female hormones.  I didn't want to at first but Tank insisted.  Well they have had a powerful effect on me!  Almost immediately, I could feel swelling and intense sensitivity in my nipples and breasts.  My butt and thighs have gotten a lot fuller while the rest of me has gotten even skinnier. My complexion became clearer and my skin softer. And my hair started growing much faster and thicker.  There is no doubt that the birth control pills are starting to make me much more like a real girl!

As spring break approached, Tank told me that he was going to Florida.  Some wealthy alumnus was letting Tank use his beachfront condo for the week.  And do you want to know the best part?  Tank asked me to go with him!!!  I leapt into his arms and kissed him so hard when he asked me!  I was over the moon!                                                                         Of course, I didn't own anything I could wear on a vacation in Florida so I had to ask Tank for some extra money to buy some new things, including the super cute bikini I'm wearing in the photo.  What do you think?                                                                                                 When I go to the beach or to the pool, I wear a pair of extremely tight panties so that I'm totally flat in the front.  And I added some special padding to the bra top that helps push my teeny breasts up so that I look like I have boobs like a real girl.

We had  really great time in Florida -- and I had Tank all to myself.   Well, mostly.  He still went to a local gym every day.  But sometimes I went with him.  I was able to take a Zumba dance/exercise class with a bunch of other ladies which was really fun.  

The whole week was a dream.  I would get up extra early to take my shower and to make myself look pretty before Tank even woke up.  Then I would make him breakfast and then Tank would have sex with me.  I think we did it in every room and on every piece of furniture in the condo!  After that would would go out to the beach or to the condo's pool.  I think it really turned Tank on seeing me out in public in my bikinis!  And even though the beach was public, Tank still made me give him secret hand jobs -- right there on the beach!

And in the evenings, Tank would take me out to restaurants and night clubs.  It was like we were really boyfriend and girlfriend!

I was so proud to be seen with Tank.  First of all, he looked so handsome when he put on a nice shirt and pants to go out. And of course, a lot of people would recognize him when we were out and would ask for autographs and selfies.  I felt like I was being escorted by a Hollywood celebrity!  It was so exciting and dreamy!

Tank was so nice to me the whole time we were away.  He even bought me a little gold necklace -- it's a pretty mermaid pendant on a thin gold chain -- for me as a souvenir of our trip.

I was so happy while we were in Florida.  I felt like the time there -- parading around in my bikinis, being on the arm of a handsome man, receiving a lovely piece of jewelry -- was making more feminine, more girlish, every day.  I think the experience was changing how I thought and how I felt about myself -- and how I felt about Tank. One night, as I was sleeping tightly wrapped in Tank's arms, I even dreamed that I was Tank's wife.  Isn't that incredible?  

I'm really in love with Tank.

Sissy Roommate Part 7 -- Romantic Autumn Afternoon

When Thanksgiving week came around, most students left to go home to spend the week with their families.  But Tank had a big game and practices over the Thanksgiving break, so I stayed to be with him.  And when Tank wasn't at his two-a-day practices or in the gym, he was spending his free time with me.  Here some photos that Tank took of me one afternoon.  He had me get all dressed up and we went into the woods.  He brought a bottle of wine and we found a secluded place where we drank it and then had sex -- right there in the woods!                                                                                                                                   As I've said, my life is getting a bit confusing and complicated since I'm spending so much time dressed up and acting as a sissy girl.  Tank is insisting that I should be dressed and made-up like a girl any time that he's in the dorm room!  I want to make Tank happy -- and I certainly don't want him to be angry with me -- but it's really hard for me to do what Tank is demanding.

To give you a sense of how complicated my life has become: I have to be all dressed and looking pretty for Tank when he returns to the dorm around 9:00 after his early morning work-outs.  He's already eaten breakfast with the team but I always have some eggs and toast ready for him when he comes in that I make on the little hot plate we have. While he eats, he likes to watch ESPN on the TV -- and get a blow job from me.  Tank finishes with his breakfast (and with my mouth) a few minutes before 10:00.  Then he goes off to take his shower and do whatever he does all morning (I don't think he goes to a lot of classes).                                                                                                                            But I have 10:00 lectures to get every day -- and no time to wash off my make up and change back into my boy clothes.  At first I was skipping a bunch of lectures but I was really falling behind.  I realized the only way I could keep up with my lessons was to rush over to the lecture halls still dressed as a girl. I keep to myself and try to sit in the back so that I don't attract too much attention.  But sometimes a boy will sit next to me and try to flirt with me.  I guess I find that sort of exciting, but I try not to encourage it too much.

After my morning lectures, I stop by the dining hall -- still dressed as a girl -- and quickly eat my lunch.  At first I thought everyone would notice me, but so far I haven't had any real issues. Then I rush back to the dorm because Tank usually shows up there around 12:30 after he's had lunch with his buddies.  When Tank arrives, we usually make-out for a little while and then he has sex with me.                                                                                                         I had to beg Tank to let me change back into my boy clothes in the afternoons because that's when I have my small classes.  I can get away with sitting in a big lecture hall pretending to be a girl -- but that doesn't work at all for the small classes.  But since I don't have any classes on Friday afternoons, I usually stay dressed as a girl all day long.

Something else happened on that trip to the woods over Thanksgiving.  After Tank had finished fucking me, he handed me a small bag.  "You have to start taking these," he said.  I looked inside and wasn't sure what I was looking at. "They're birth control pills," Tank explained. "You know, female hormones.  They will make you more like a real girl."  I asked him where he got them and he explained that he told the team doctor that he needed the pills for his girlfriend, and the doctor handed him a six-month supply, no questions asked.

"But I don't think boys are supposed to take those," I stammered. "I mean, those are only for real girls."

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid sissy bitch. I said you're going to take them and that's what you're going to do. In fact, take the first one right now!" 

I fumbled with the packaging and managed to pop out a single pill from it's container. I washed it down with the wine.

"Good," said Tank.  "Now suck me off quick before I have to go to practice."