PETS-065

His Straight-laced Rationality Was Melting Away At The Hot Fingertips. When He Stopped Acting, His Instincts Began To Stir. BrbrDays Without The Spotlight. The Daily Life Of The Young Man Who Dreamed Of Becoming An Actor Was Overshadowed By The Dustiness Of His Cheap Apartment And An Unshakeable Sense Of Anxiety. The Sensibilities He Had Honed Playing Minor Roles On Stage Had Been Worn Down By The Reality Of Not Being Able To Make Ends Meet Spent His Days Working Odd Jobs, And He Was On The Verge Of Losing His Reason For Existence. But At The Brink Of Such Despair, He Found The One Role That Kept Him Grounded. It Was A Forbidden Transformation Called Cross-dressing, Something He Had Never Shown To Anyone. BrThe Delicately Crafted Figure Of Her Reflected In The Mirror. Only When The Silky Underwear Glided Smoothly Over His Skin And The Rich Scent Of Cosmetics Tickled His Nostrils Could He Forget His Defeat As An Actor. But Into That Sanctuary, Another Man's Hand Reached Out. A Man's Palm Touching Him For The First Time. That Rugged, Hot Texture, Even Through His Soft Clothes, Directly Stirred His Instincts. Ahh His Rough Breaths Made His Makeup-adorned Face Flush With Heat. The Reason He Thought He Had Maintained As A Straight Man Crumbled Away At The Slippery Sensation Of The Man's Fingertips Tracing His Neck. Ironically, His Body, Which Should Have Rejected Him, Reacted More Honestly Than Ever Before. Beneath His Skirt, In Stark Contrast To His Beautifully Adorned Body, His Penis Trembled With The Pleasure Of Being Caressed By A Man, Throbbing With Rage. The Wet, Squelching Sound Of Flesh Hitting Flesh And Sweat Mixing Echoed Cruelly Vividly In The Small Room. It Was An Affirmation Of Raw Life That He Could Never Obtain On Stage. Abandoning His Acting, He Surrendered Himself To The Man's Desires As Just A Woman. In That Moment, He Was Certain For The First Time That He Had Found The Role He Had Longed For.