Sam now Shawnee is standing in the changing in Emma now Edward wedding gown. Thou she is basically the same build and height, but bo--- , what can't saying it my t--ts, my breasts were, are a few cups sizes too big, I need better bras to wear. Since one day, I seem too automatically able to put on a bra on, to adjust my garter belt on me, to adjust my stocks, to walk in stilettoes as wearing flats, I rush across the room in a tight dress like it second nature to me. I could apply makeup, style my hair like a girl.
I should bother me. BUT it didn't get marriage to a guy who was a girl at the same time, as I was a guy. Seem normal and natural.
Within a few hours I'll be walking down the aisle, getting marriage, instead being the groom, I'll be the bride. And I'll be deflowered as a girl, a woman, and that moment, I'll be a completely a female, why am I thrilled to this. To my man?
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