I cannot shake it off. I try to bury it. Deep inside me. The more I try not to think about it, the more it comes back. The more I feel it. I am transg...nder. I want to be a woman. I need to be a woman.Ever since high school, when I marvelled at lingerie models in the newspaper, pretending to pose like them, feeling jealous of the skirts and tights the girls in my class were wearing, dreaming of being a lesbian submissive, I have struggled to shake it off.I have bought dresses, lingerie, high. I started allowing these men to take Wanda further into the more perverted area’s of sex a few years back and to our surprise Wanda cum’s better, faster, harder and a lot more often whenever these men are treating her like the whore she really is. The rougher they are with her the more both of us enjoy it. Hell I tell them to go even further, I like seeing what she can take and believe me she can take a lot! I’ve watched several women giving birth in the past and it’s amazing to watch a. Need to find something else to do. I’m not leaving so go.”I fumed. I didn’t know what to do. My friends anticipated tonight as much as I did and I looked so weak in front of them.“Fuck you!” I shouted and got up. My friends stood too and followed me as I stormed upstairs to the top.In the living room I paced back and forth. “I so hate her!”“What are we going to do now?” asked Jake.“I don’t know!” I said. I didn’t want to think about that.“Let’s get the bitch back,” said Chris.That stopped my. Or kuch he daar main mausi sudh ho kar sofa par late gaeen. Or main Wapis khara lan ka sath study karna laga magar mara zahan main yahi sab tha. Next day subha mcollege jana sa pehla mausi na saman ki list pakra dee jis main kheera or gajar be tha, main ya par kar hans para or mausi ko aik shararte muskarahat da dee. Or main college chala gaya. Sham wapis par maina sara saman la leya magar gajar or kheera size main chota leya jo bohat he chota tha. Jab ghar a kar mausi na saman dakha to.