How I Became the Sissy Slut

I went out with her and eventually married her she was my gateway to some kind of normality and I found out that was all just an illusion. Deep down I knew I wasn't norma.l I was always going to be a submissive sissy. The wife and marriage thing was just a cover up and that's it. When she found out I like to crossdress things would never be the same between us after that . She liked the macho guys, like a lot of my friends were and eventually she ended up sleeping with them and not me. We finally divorced and of course she told everyone about my little secret. When I was thinking about her with other men and my friends I would think about what kind of slut she was being. little did I know, at that time I would soon become a total slut more so then my X wife! For some reason acting out how I thought my wife was being eased the pain of our separation. I decided I wanted to be a way better slut that her and that's what I did. I had some fun but mostly did a lot of fantasizing... after some years of just fantasizing and crossdressing in private. I finally started to my build my wardrobe and develop ideas about how i was going to make fantasies into reality. I decided I was going to start dating men for meeting up with them for intimate encounters. When I turned about 25 I really started getting into it .dressing, buying shoes, boots, corsets, sexy lingerie, vinyl minidresses. purchasing my first nice wigs. Eventually It became a major part of my life and I was devoting a lot of time to being a very slutty girl. It started with just dressing and playing around to becoming obsessed with becoming as good looking and feminine as possible and as nasty as I could be… Pushing My sexually limits a lil more with every sexual encounter. My sexual needs grew more dark and kinky and I was wanting to be more exploited as a girl. My need for more and more extreme sex and fetishes grew faster then I ever could have expected. Vanilla sex was boring I wanted to take my obsession as far as I could. I wanted to be tied up and use toys. I wanted more then just one cock I needed many to satisfy my kinky needs.I was now craving as many dicks inside me as I can possibly handle. my limits slowly faded away and I started to do anything I was asked.