In general, the younger someone properly identifies with their preferred gender, the better the results of hormone therapy and surgery. The first and only time I went out was about 15 years ago, and TBH I was totally overdressed, but after a couple of bottles of wine I didn’t care, but it was late at night and I got away with it.

This last week I have had the chance to go out a few times for the first time since, and my mentality is that I’ve tried to dress to try and attract some sort of attention, but not too much if you know what I mean😉. I think I’m just seeking some sort of approval. I had undergone the painful and extensive process of gender reassignment surgery. I was nineteen years old. After I left, I sat in the car for a minute and just tried to compose myself. Taking a few deep breaths and just thinking about what had transpired, all I could do is laugh and put the car in gear. Once I arrived and met up with the girls, my ass still squishy from his cum, they all noted how I had a different glow about me... After returning from work everyday, I would change into my female clothes rather than male clothes, put on a hair wig and light makeup and spend my time as a woman. I would even go to bed wearing lingerie and silky night gowns most of the times. The third is the bust. Take this measurement at the nipples, first without any breast forms, then a second measurement with breast forms (if you plan on wearing them).

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I was having so many thoughts inside my head, did the delivery guy really think I was a woman? or did he notice I was actually a guy? Could I really pass as a woman? Would the delivery guy tell other people about me?. It took me a while to calm down and accept what had happened to me. That was my first encounter as a woman. Now when I think about it, I am happy that it happened with me and something that I will never forget.

You both look fabulous,” said Krista, “Your cab’s here, now get off the pair of you and have a lovely lovely evening!”.And did we! I had no time at all to be nervous, and anyway, Sophie is so confident and experienced that I always felt in totally safe hands. She seems to know just about everyone in Brighton. The Restaurant, bars, clubs – we were greeted like old friends wherever we went and people were incredibly friendly, open, intelligent, liberal…. and always massively complimentary! It seems that Brighton’s huge LBGT family means that anyone loosely under the ‘T’ banner will always be completely welcomed. It’s a real testament to their genuine friendliness and understanding that we somehow got onto the subject of crossdressing without even realising it. Suddenly I was chatting away quite openly about myself and what I was hoping to get from my visit. Andy (aka Sophie) was a great listener, understanding and supportive, but above all, he was an amazing confidence booster! I can’t explain why I like wearing women’s clothes and all the rest, other than that I feel it is me. As time passes, it is becoming more of a need than a choice, though my age and location in a provincial city and prevalent social attitudes all discourage me from routinely cross-dressing in public. It is generally acceptable for women to dress in masculine clothes, but at best, cross-dressing men are still viewed as attention-seeking, eccentric or mildly amusing, while all we are doing is being ourselves. He starts moaning and saying, "oh yeah sweetheart here it comes...!" As he emptied his balls into me, I could feel every splash and spurt against my insides and all I could do is smile. Finally, I had done it. I was no longer a virgin and I could honestly say I loved every bit of it.