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The lady or the dream? Which am I. . . isn't it obvious?
This question has come up a few times, but I'll repeat it once more.
Like many of you who visit this blog regularly, I dream of having a feminine form. I imagine life on the other side where I wake up with a slit between my thighs. I dream of feeling the heft of breasts as I walk along the street in high heels and a tight skirt. I want to feel long hair tickle my shoulders as I walk out of the salon. I want to feel panties against my mound and lipstick on my lips. I want to seen as beautiful, pretty, cute and sexy while at the same time being seen as an object of lust and underestimated because of my gender. I want to prove a pig wrong for seeing only my breasts and not my personality. I want to go out and be looked at from across the room by a stranger, then have him come over and spend the next 15 minutes trying to impress me. I want to be able to decide if I want to have some fun with him or if I want to dismiss him and find someone better.
I want to steal someone's boyfriend with a wink and smile. I want to be the bitch in the room everyone hates because I look good in my dress and make everyone else feel inadequate. I want to look at another girl walking in and hating her for having equal or better fashion sense than me. I want to feel soft arms wrap up around me as I kiss another girl. I want to decide if I like it better than a boy. I want to feel the anxiety of knowing I could carry a life if I so choose. I want to wear white shoes after Labor Day. I want to fall in love too fast and have my heart broken. I want to do nasty things good girls don't. I want to pretend to be a good girl when I know I'm not. I want to be allowed to cry at a movie if I want to and no one thinks less about it. I want aunt flow to visit (just once) so I can say I know feeling.
I want all of those things and a million other experiences, but I can't have them because I wasn't born a woman and/or the world hasn't discovered magic. Ideally, I would want to experience these things on my terms - As a woman in any form at any time of my choosing. Of course, this fantasy can't be true so I explore it here on this blog.
Aside from this fantasy, I quite enjoy my life. I don't dress nor do I have a desire to because I can't have the body/look for it. I hope this clears up any questions on the subject.
Like many of you who visit this blog regularly, I dream of having a feminine form. I imagine life on the other side where I wake up with a slit between my thighs. I dream of feeling the heft of breasts as I walk along the street in high heels and a tight skirt. I want to feel long hair tickle my shoulders as I walk out of the salon. I want to feel panties against my mound and lipstick on my lips. I want to seen as beautiful, pretty, cute and sexy while at the same time being seen as an object of lust and underestimated because of my gender. I want to prove a pig wrong for seeing only my breasts and not my personality. I want to go out and be looked at from across the room by a stranger, then have him come over and spend the next 15 minutes trying to impress me. I want to be able to decide if I want to have some fun with him or if I want to dismiss him and find someone better.
I want to steal someone's boyfriend with a wink and smile. I want to be the bitch in the room everyone hates because I look good in my dress and make everyone else feel inadequate. I want to look at another girl walking in and hating her for having equal or better fashion sense than me. I want to feel soft arms wrap up around me as I kiss another girl. I want to decide if I like it better than a boy. I want to feel the anxiety of knowing I could carry a life if I so choose. I want to wear white shoes after Labor Day. I want to fall in love too fast and have my heart broken. I want to do nasty things good girls don't. I want to pretend to be a good girl when I know I'm not. I want to be allowed to cry at a movie if I want to and no one thinks less about it. I want aunt flow to visit (just once) so I can say I know feeling.
I want all of those things and a million other experiences, but I can't have them because I wasn't born a woman and/or the world hasn't discovered magic. Ideally, I would want to experience these things on my terms - As a woman in any form at any time of my choosing. Of course, this fantasy can't be true so I explore it here on this blog.
Aside from this fantasy, I quite enjoy my life. I don't dress nor do I have a desire to because I can't have the body/look for it. I hope this clears up any questions on the subject.
That was a very passionate Simone Manifesto, if I do say so myself! It probably sums up most of my feelings as well, so it definitely resonated here.
ReplyDeleteHi. Tjank you for sharing. I do am transgender and I live my every day life as a woman. Im quite good looking and I get to live most of what you described and I come to watch tg captions because they make me feel sexy and motivates me to go for more
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