I was a huge sissy growing up. Skinny and bullied. Nearly raped by an older classmate at one point. I wanted to be a girl from an early age. I grew up. The male hormones finally kicked in. Much later for me than most of my peers. I was away at a trade school when I really hit my sexual stride. Years behind my peers. Dorm life is hard to hide things you’re putting up your ass for fun. I’m a very modest and private person. I would have died if I had been discovered. I got married and raised a family. In my late 30s as the kids were about to start leaving the nest I considered transitioning. The plan was, disappear. I started by letting my hair grow out. Long hair. Like, nearly waist length hair which I still have. If I was to become a woman I wasn’t wearing a wig. Wasn’t sporting a short hairdo either. I had started squirreling cash to disappear on. The dream died. I wasn’t committed to it. I loved my wife and kids. As much as I wanted to be a woman, I needed to be a husband and father. And from what I’ve seen of some of the surgeries…….. whew. I’ve seen some terrible looking doctor made vaginas. I’ll keep my penis, thanks. I know I love anal sex. I’ve never had my cock turned into a vagina and been fucked in it. It might not even feel good! Too much of a risk. I’ll stick with what I’ve been doing. It’s worked for my up to now.
