I was catching up on some reading this weekend, and I happened to come across two stories that were very critical or dismissive of forced feminization. In the one case, it was a female dominant talking about how it was a tool of humiliation, used only to emasculate an unwilling subject, and how you weren’t doing it right if they enjoyed it. In the other case, it was a transsexual talking about how it was purely a porn fetish, and something that no ‘proper transwoman’ (her words) would be interested in. The former was a piece of erotica, and the latter a romance, but the disdain was equally clear.

Now, I can understand where each is coming from (given the context), but understanding doesn’t mean agreeing.

For me, the appeal of forced feminization works on three levels.

First, it’s a degree of submission that you don’t find anywhere else, allowing a Mistress (or Master) to take you, own you, and remake you according to their desires. It’s about physical submission, mental submission, and emotional submission. Yes, it can be lovely when you’re stripped naked, collared, bound, and whipped into that glorious mental fuzz of subspace, but that’s child’s play compared to having your very identity stripped away, and being fucked into that euphoric bliss of mindless bimbo sissification.

Second, it’s a safe, guilt-free option for transgender expression. I remember all too well my younger days when I craved the expression of my femininity, but also felt so ashamed of it. It can be exceptionally hard to admit to yourself, much less the world, that you want to be a woman. It can be ever harder to admit that you sometimes just want to feel like a woman. For me, forced feminization fantasies were about erasing the guilt and the shame, insulating myself from the embarrassment by having a Master or Mistress take that decision away. When you’re forced to put on makeup and heels, you don’t have to be responsible for the desires beneath it all.

Third, it’s also a safe, guilt-free option for exploring your sexual orientation. For many of us, there are often two genders at play in our heads, and it can be hard to separate one from the other. Does making love to a woman while feminized make you a lesbian? Does making love to a man while feminized make you gay? For me, being forced, coerced, or encouraged to act like a woman erases all those questions. Wanting and accepting are two different things, and while I might be feel embarrassed about wanting a woman to play with my breasts and take me with her strapon, accepting the fact that a man is going to fuck my mouth and cum all over my lipsticked lips is something I can enjoy without guilt.

Forced feminization can mean different things to different readers. We all read it for different reasons, we all look for something different in it, and we all take something different way from it.

That’s the beauty and the power of the fantasy.

There is no right or wrong to it.

Just accept and enjoy.