Most of the Melissa trans content starts off with a woman and her boyfriend or guy relative. The guy gets manipulated and turned into a dumb blonde trans bimbo. At the end, the blonde trans bimbo is pimped out to another guy. There is absolutely no gain in the end of the story. It always ends with the blonde trans bimbo being stuck that way and has to continue being trans which is how bestie is going to end.
Well, that's also something to think about.
- We ALREADY know what's going to happen from the very first frame. That same man from the first panel will become the full-lipped blonde. Well, there are still some options with the blonde, but overall, the situation is clear. And if it's clear, then what's the point of stretching the story out over 200+ panels when everything is already crystal clear in 8-20 images? We saw the first stage, we saw the last, and we're satisfied.
- Such lengths would make sense if the story had "What a twist" moments, with the revelation of some secret plans, love triangles, difficult decisions, and all that. But we have 20 frames of the dress from all angles, 20 frames of hair curling and highlighting, two shots of sitting in the office, two shots of hanging out at the gym. And almost every shot is replaced by ONE single panel expositing the situation and stage.
- And all these shots are filled with cringe-worthy dialogue like, 'You have no choice but to put on stockings and makeup,' 'Oh my god! How did I get such huge breasts?'" and "Did I just start sucking this guy's dick?! What's happening to me?" The sheer number of shots not only fails to enhance the immersion, but actually detracts from it.
- Especially considering that in these stories, the actual feminization begins and ends with a trip to the cosmetologist. The characters suddenly start acting mega-feminine, the guys start to like them, they start sucking like the best prostitutes, and everything fits them perfectly. Hell, not even all girls manage to master this art. Trans people who WANT to be feminine consciously practice it. And here, forced and coerced, a sex bomb immediately blossoms. Where are all these cringe-worthy conversations about inappropriate topics, the rude tone and harshness, the awkward gait, the complaints about corsets and heels?
The result is a paradox. The more the authors try to delve into the subject by stretching out the scenes, the worse they generally get.
So, if we all came to watch a brutal murder of a personality, and the author knows what will happen in the story, and the reader knows what will happen in the story, why all this "What choice will he make?", "Will he be able to get out of this situation?"? No, he won't be able to, no, it will end with some alpha male fucking him in the ass. This applies, by the way, not only to feminization, but also to bimbos and BDSM and everything else. And trying to play with these themes "in detail" undermines the main idea for which the story beginsāto see an independent person die, becoming a weak-willed object of sexual gratification.
No, of course the stories could have been about something else and deeper, but who needs that?