Übersetz den Text in gut lesbares deutsch und schriebe aus sicht der Sissy in der Ich-Form: “”"On at out of town “business trip”. 


A great opportunity to dress up in your sheer black seamed stockings, womens underwear, your black patent, ankle-strap stilettos, and some tight, sexy girlie clothes, before carefully applying some heavy makeup -blue eyeshadow, false black lashes, rich, bright red lipstick and then some long, scarlet false nails…


…you’d already arranged earlier, with another transvestite you met online, to meet you in your hotel room for some drinks and “ whatever happens next.” 


You greet the other transvestite at the door, with an embrace and a kiss, before offering a wine. 


As you sit on the end of the bed drink your wine and discuss what got you started dressing in womens clothes, what sort of clothes you likened wear, things you like to do when dressed up in your stockings and girlie stuff, you hands start to explore and caress each other’s stockinged knees and thighs…


…you start to embrace and kiss passionately as you roll back on the bed fondling each other’s genitals through your panties, with your sheer stockinged legs entangled and rubbing against each other while you savour the soft feminine friction.


Eventually, your on all fours, on your stockinged knees on the bed with the other sissy’s shaft buried deep in your loins, you moaning like a bitch, as it fills you with its hot sissy fluids. 


Then you hear someone’s voice from your laptop on the bench opposite the bed. 


Feebly, with the other sissy’s shaft still throbbing inside you, look to see you’re “live” on Facebook. Instead of disengaging from Facebook you must’ve gone live. 


As many as 30 people are now watching you, painted with heavy makeup like a girl, dressed in your stockings, high heels, womens underwear and girlie stuff, as another transvestite sissy drills you and bags you like a bitch. 


Your mind explodes as your heart sinks. 


This is beyond humiliating.  


Your friends, your work colleagues, your family have now seen you dressed up liken a sissy in women’s clothes.  


They will all now know - know you’re a transvestite, a sissy, an effeminate, limp wristed pansy. 


But they have also watched you being done like a girl as you moaned pathetically in surrender to anther transvestite. 


They now also know you’re a faggot, a queer, a poof.  


Your vanilla life - or charade, to be more precise- as a man is over.


Life as you knew it has now changed forever. 


It’s over.  Finished. 


There’s nothing you can do about it,mos you tell the other sissy to just finish you off as you perversely wallow in your total defeat and destruction before friends, colleagues and family. 