The President's Secret (Part 1 Complete, Chapters 1-16) Author: cutedoll

The President's Secret (

Word Count: 6711)
First published on April 14, 2014 in: Ellie's Crossdressing Novel Edition
2014. Published on May 16 in: Spring Full of Courtyard.

This novel, Ellie's Crossdressing Novel, has now been updated to Chapter 12. This type of crossdressing work seems to be rare on Spring Full of Courtyard. After lurking for a while, I finally figured out the posting and formatting rules here. So, I'm posting it today, hoping everyone likes it.

To be honest, these rules were quite daunting at first. But they also allow me to organize my work into a format more suitable for online novels.

This is actually a novel I wrote before, which I only showed to a few friends. Recently, I rewrote a part of it, adding, deleting, and trimming some content and sex scenes. Basically, this can be considered an imitation, so it might feel familiar to some readers. The main source of imitation is the masterpiece: Taming 　　the 　　Rich 　　Heiress 　　. 　　===
... 　　Last semester I was elected president of the department's student council. It's still summer vacation, and there's still more than a month before the start of the semester. But as everyone knows, there are so many things to get done before the semester starts, such as collecting departmental student council fees while the freshmen are still confused, organizing departmental welcome seminars, the welcome dance and welcome camp at the beginning of the semester, securing funding for the departmental student council, preparing to start public relations and solicit sponsorships, updating and producing the departmental directory, publishing and soliciting articles for the departmental journal, and collaborating with other departments on events... 　　All these things must be done systematically in the next month or two. 　　"By the way, when are you going to scout out the venue?" I turned to ask Stone, my head of the activities department. 　　The welcome camp is always one of the highlights of the departmental student council's start of the semester, and for the past few years we have co-organized it with another department in the School of Management. The advantage of the School of Management is that there are many students, the girls are of high quality, and the male-to-female ratio is even. This makes it easier for everyone to have fun. 　　"Next week," Stone looked at his calendar... 　　"I still need to contact Xiaomei and the others..." 　　"Damn it! Remember to let me know." Ale came over. 　　"No way! They're all mine!" Stone smiled smugly. 　　"Go to hell!" 　　Stone was immediately surrounded and beaten by the other members of the activities department... I smiled as I watched them, then turned to give the other officers a final word. 　　"Alright! I have to go now." I apologized to everyone... 　　"Oh! The busy man is going on a date!" My head of general affairs, Xue'er, said playfully with a wink. "If you're not with me, who am I supposed to date?" I retorted. 　　Xue'er's face turned completely red... 　　"Hmph! Do you think we're invisible?" The PR manager, an older woman, feigned anger, causing everyone to burst into laughter. "Okay, okay..." I pleaded, "I really have something to do today, otherwise I would definitely go on a date with you guys." "Hurry up, hurry up, I'll cover for you here," Ale waved, casually 　　putting 　　his arm around Xue'er's shoulder. He was immediately beaten up by the other girls. 　　"Haha! Bye-bye!" "Bye - 　　bye!" "Goodbye!" "8181" 　　... ********** ... 　　My place is located in a quiet alley in Yonghe, quite a distance from the bustling downtown area. There's a shrine nearby, the purpose of which I'm not sure. Aside from occasional celebrations, it doesn't bother me much. In short, it's a place close to National Taiwan University but not noisy. 　　My place is quite large, about ten square meters. It has a bathroom, kitchen, washing machine, and air conditioning. The owner is my dad's good friend. They've been doing business together for decades. My home is in Taoyuan. When I was little, Uncle Liu often came to our house. Every time he came, he would buy me toys. I always looked forward to Uncle Liu's visits. [ 　After I went to National Taiwan University, Uncle Liu suggested to my family that he had an empty house in Yonghe.] Since it was empty anyway, they figured they might as well rent it to me, and I could even help him tidy up the place. They said the rent would be just enough for utilities. 　　My parents, of course, felt bad, since a place like that could easily cost tens of thousands of dollars a month. Uncle Liu, however, said he didn't need the money, and having someone he trusted to tidy up the place was a good thing. The adults couldn't agree, so they asked for my opinion. I was happy to agree, of course, but I couldn't ignore the pleading looks my parents were giving me. In the end, I had to say it was too much trouble for Uncle Liu, and I'd just stay in the school dorm. 　　During my freshman year, I lived in the worst dorm at National Taiwan University. 　　In winter, there was often no hot water, and in summer it was like an oven. So, I secretly contacted Uncle Liu behind my parents' backs to see if anyone was living in the house. I initially just wanted to give it a try, but Uncle Liu readily agreed. The house was still empty, so I moved in during the summer between my freshman and sophomore years. 　　Actually, the house was quite nicely decorated, it was just been unoccupied for so long. After cleaning for several days, the house regained its former vitality. As for me, I was, of course, incredibly excited from the day I moved in. I rented out my original dorm bed to a senior student as an unregistered resident, and the rent from him could be used to pay for the house. Uncle Liu really only charged me for utilities. 　　In return, I took good care of the house. 　　With money sent from home and my tutoring income, I lived quite comfortably. Uncle Liu rarely came over unless there was something important to do, at most he would call to say hello. Occasionally, I'd bring friends over, and hearing their endless praise for the room would fill me with a little vanity. My sophomore year of college flew by in these pleasant days… 　　“I’m home…” I whispered to the empty room, locking the door behind me. 　　This was a habit I’d developed since childhood. Every time I returned home, I would tell my family I was home. Even in college, living in a dorm, I remained the same. My roommate, Ah Long, would tease me for being like a child. I actually quite liked this habit. It made me feel at home no matter where I was. 　Even though it’s been over a year since I moved here, I still habitually talk to the empty room every day when I get home. 　　I put down my backpack, walked to the full-length mirror in the living room, and slowly took off my jeans… In the mirror, my fair thighs were exposed, along with the thong covering my lower body. To be continued… 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The President's Secret First published on: 2014/04/14 on: Ellie's Crossdressing Novel Edition 2014. Published on: Springtime Courtyard on 05/16

This work contains crossdressing, humiliation, and anal sex scenes 　　. Please do not read if you dislike these themes. 　　Thank 　　you .

=== ... But secretly, I have a secret fetish: 　　I like to dress up as a girl. 　　In junior high, I would secretly wear my mother's underwear and masturbate to orgasm in front of the mirror. The difference between my public and private personas always made me feel intensely guilty after ejaculating. Yet, at the same time, I was also addicted to this perversion. 　　In high school, under the pressure of schoolwork, my fetish didn't lessen; instead, it grew stronger. I remember it was a summer afternoon when no one was home. I learned about anal sex for the first time online. 　　That day, I hid in the bathroom, covering my fingers and genitals with soap suds. I kept moving my fingers around the anus, searching for the right angle for penetration. My body was incredibly excited, my penis was swollen beyond belief… and the moment my middle finger entered… I almost lost all feeling from the pain. 　　Then, to my astonishment, I discovered that when my finger slid out, the intense urge to defecate produced a numbing pleasure! When I couldn't resist inserting my finger into my small opening again, this time, besides the pain, I began to feel pleasure. My finger slowly moved in and out of my anus, the painful yet pleasurable sensation constantly stimulating me. My other hand involuntarily began to stroke my erect penis. 　　My breathing became rapid, and I groaned incessantly. I had a delirious fantasy of being seen in my seductive state by my classmates. Finally, my anus and penis began to spasm violently. I lay in the bathtub, screaming loudly, my semen spraying all over myself. 　　That day, I experienced an unprecedented orgasm. From then on, I fell in love with the feeling of being anally penetrated. ****************************************************************************************** 　　I turned around in front of the mirror, my black thong contrasting with my snow-white, round buttocks. A small anal plug was inserted into my anus. My right hand gently rubbed the base of the plug. My lower body contracted in waves… 　　“Hoo…!” So good! 　　After moving here, I had my own world. My desire to cross-dress began to explode! I had my own female identity online—Ke'er. I started to own my own women's clothing, my own cosmetics, and my own sex toys. 　　The number of men's and women's clothes in my wardrobe was getting closer and closer. The number of women's shoes in my shoe cabinet gradually increased, and the cosmetics in my bathroom were dazzling... 　　Occasional costume changes were no longer enough for me. Two months ago, I bought a digital camera. I designated one day each month as my costume selfie day. 　　On this day, I would carefully dress myself up and wear my new purchases. I would set up the camera in the house and pose in various ways for the camera. In the photos, I looked sometimes pretty, sometimes lazy, sometimes sexy, sometimes delicate... After selecting a photo, I would spray it on my face and post it online for others to enjoy. 　　Of course, there were also many photos that made me feel ashamed. Those were various self-mutilation photos of me, photos of myself to the point of being unrecognizable. I always fantasized about being humiliated, being trained into a lowly sex slave… Often, after taking so many selfies, I couldn't care less what the automatic camera was actually capturing. 　　Because I was already completely immersed in all sorts of fantasies and couldn't extricate myself… 　　I only dared to keep these photos deep inside my computer for my own enjoyment. I couldn't imagine how my friends would see me after seeing these photos. After all, in their eyes, I was a confident, easy-going, positive, and sunny young man. I am the center of attention, the focus of everyone's gaze... 　　No 　　one knows my inner desires except myself 　... ********** 　　...

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