Daniel at first did not like being a woman.
He would pray and wish and want to be a man again every single day.
Good after 6 months of therapy and living permanently as a woman, dressing as a woman, acting as a woman and making love as a woman, he had changed his mind.
He now loved being a woman.
He built wearing makeup, high heels, skirts, pantyhose sexy underwear that made them hard when they saw him in.
He's not being chatted up in the bar and having somebody by him drinks all night for just a chance of getting into his knickers.
What the woman could pick and choose their sexual partners more than he could when he was men, and there were so many different men to pick from.
Each one made love differently and made him own squeal and come in many different ways.
Now, if anybody asked him if he wanted to be a mother again, he was pretty sure his answer would be no.
Daniel didn't like being a woman, actually being a woman. He didn't like being one. He was hoping, praying that this was temporal that he would be a man again. After nearly six months of therapy and living as a girl permanently. At first Daniel first weeks, Daniel tried to be as much as a guy, or as a tomboy as much as possible. With as much he wanted it, his hormones, his very being, his essence, adjusted to being a girl, Daniel started to enjoy wearing the skirts, the dresses , to walk in heels, even she tried to walk in stilettoes which she had problems, but she was told that most, woman had problems with, and the hair and makeup which I had developed quite good at it, but the glamours one I was fair, then things were happening to me, my hormones were acting up, at first I thought it was because of the change, but now it because that I was horny, to put it simply. Then I saw him , a guy, what was strange I thought he was cute, and I thought he could be the one for the first one, to test out my feminine body, after a few drinks, I had my first experiences with being a girl. I had my first orgasm. It was strange and wonderful. When I experiences my life as a girl. there bad and the good, I still when to therapy, trying to figure certain things, way do I look at girls differently as I do with guys. Therapist told me that your body probably adjusted faster to your mind, Daniel said oh, and what have you planed , the therapist, I, I don't know, I wanted to have a family, I wanted to be father, but that's not possible, the therapist no its not. Maybe I'll be a mother, the therapists asked, have you known or been pregnant, the therapist said. I said no, and its Donna now, I probably been those 11 months ago. I admit that I didn't want to be Donna, I guess, I was late bloomer.
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