I was amazed at how quickly you have decided to get me used to 24/7 training now that my baseball season has wrapped up. Less than 24 hours after my season ended, I was locked back into the corset, locked into the pink collar, and we discussed and agreed to being tracked by GPS 24 hours per day. The strange thing is that 2 or 3 years ago I would have freaked out about handing over so much control and being forced to wear these overt symbols of my submission for such long periods. Now these things bring me a sense of calm and I welcome them. The GPS idea had me doing mental backflips of joy that you actually wanted that level of 24/7 TPE with me.
It actually brought me to my next thought of my work uniform. It’s really the only time I dress like a boy anymore and even at this point you have me wearing dress pants that were made for women. No one seems to notice or at least hasn’t said anything. When you give me “subby days” and have me add little femme details to my uniform, it seems like it is just baby steps towards dressing femme 24/7. So I’ve begun wondering how long it will be until my male shirts will be replaced with femme blouses that could pass for male with a vest and tie. The kind of blouses that have tiny femme details but would only be noticed if you were actively looking for them…. then mostly hidden beneath the layer of protection that would be offered by a tie and form fitting vest.
My figure is already very feminine now that you have been pumping my breasts to a B cup and training my waist to an hourglass figure. So how long until a silk blouse becomes a requirement or one of those flower pins? You’ve always said that you’ve always seen me as a girl and this head spinning ramp up now that baseball is over is making me think these changes are coming much sooner than I think. It’s something I’m still a little fearful of given the current political climate, but the 24/7 GPS tracking would mean I would always have someone making sure I was safe.
I was left feeling very subby for an extended period of time after our last meeting and I cherish every moment that it continues to last. It makes me wonder how long until you’ve fully conditioned me to have it never subside to the point where there is only danielle left and nothing of this past life that I slowly see me leaving behind.
