My first step towards my femin

Hello friends, I am a Turkish citizen, I am married and I live in Istanbul. My male name is Tamer, but now when I introduce myself on such sites and in my private conversations, I often introduce myself as my female name Gizem. I would be very happy if you could please address me as Gizem. I have accepted this name for a long time and I never see myself as a man, believe me, I am a complete sissy, both spiritually and physically.
My first girlfriend, Aylin, whom I fell in love with during my school years, helped me discover the female side of me that existed within me but I realized too late, and I'm glad it did.
When I started dating my girlfriend in college, I never imagined that she would be the person who would help me discover a completely different side of myself. But with her support, encouragement, and playful teasing, I discovered something beautiful and unexpected: my feminine side.

My journey of dressing as a woman started when I was 19 years old, while studying in Ankara. I wasn't tall—only 165 cm—and I was skinny, about 50 kg. Even though I wasn't built strong, I had a delicate and attractive face. This helped me get a beautiful girlfriend who loves fashion, makeup and fun. He often jokingly said that if I were a girl, I'd be prettier than most people. One day, she begged her to put make-up on me. As a 'naive man', I refused at first. But eventually I gave up.
That first makeup changed everything. She carefully applied her eye shadow and light pink lipstick. When I looked in the mirror I was shocked. A very beautiful girl was looking at me. I was surprised at how beautiful I looked. My girlfriend smiled and said: "See? I told you you'd look great!" he said. He even begged me to go out dressed like that. I was very shy. But deep down I wanted to go out like that just once.
After my first try, the second one happened too. After that, my girlfriend Aylin started doing my make-up frequently for fun and adorning me at every opportunity. I was starting to like this new identity of mine. Every time I went to Aylin's house to study after school, she would make me wear her own clothes and take photos before or after class. We started sitting in his room like two girls and spending time while studying. While studying for some classes, we would sit across from each other and talk to each other like two girls, preparing each other for the exam. By the way, when I got home, I was deleting the photos taken by Aylin on my phone because I was afraid that someone would see them. Some nights, I was very impressed with myself by looking at these photos. I even masturbated looking at a picture of myself once and enjoyed it very much.

While shopping together one day, she bought a long, black, curly wig. Because it didn't suit her, she threw it at me and said, "This will look better on your face anyway!" he said. He told me to wear his wig in the trial cabin. I went into the cabin without any objection and put it on in front of the mirror. While I was looking at myself in great surprise, the cabin door suddenly opened and Aylin looked into my eyes and said with a slight smile that I was very beautiful. I saw the wig on myself for the first time and I was very excited. Gizem, this is very nice for you, as Aylin closes the door. From now on, your name said, "It will be a mystery" and left the cabin. With great surprise and a feeling I cannot describe, I looked at myself once again, took off the wig and went to him. Aylin said that she bought the wig for me as a gift and that she always wanted me to wear it when we were together. This was the most important thing that allowed my femininity to bloom within me so that it would never disappear again.
My first experience going out with my girl appearance.
As a result of Aylin's insistence and my irresistible feelings, I decided to go out with girls' clothes and a wig for the first time.
During the National Day holiday, Aylin called me and suggested we go shopping. This time he insisted that I dress like a girl and accompany him. After many special dressing sessions, I was secretly excited by the idea. I hesitated, but he continued to persuade me. Finally, I agreed on one condition: He had to dress me perfectly so I wouldn't embarrass myself

I WILL CONTINUE !!!