Mom made me become a girl at a young age.
Mom raised me on her own after my father left her when I was three. I rebelled at age seven and tried to hold my own but Mom won. From then on I never had very much play time with other kids. She decided to get rid of my boy clothing and buy all girly items. I dressed in blouses and pink, green, pastel, spandex pants. I also wore hot pants made of spandex daily, even when her friends came over.
I was home schooled so this was very easy for her to dress me as she did. I wore girl panties with flowers and bows. I was a sissy and raised as such, I did adjust to it and accepted it over time. When my birthday came around she would have a party for me that only here girlfriends came to. They giving me presents of frilly girl clothes that I would have to model for them.
I turned into a very passable girl at age 10 and was okay with my life since no one really knew the difference. I slowly developed the habits and acted just as any girl did. If you seen me on the street you whole never known I was a boy at one time. When I was nineteen she set up a date with an older guy who eventually I married. He treats me as the sissy girl I am and I am happy that my life turned out this nice. I also want to thank my Mom for raising me as the girl I am today.