There are other factors like fetish or art that has zero interest or stock into what I am typing now but are factors why some may present themselves "...pposite gender". As a transsexual female I identify and live female. My brain, heart, and spirit is meshed with this body that within also exists the blueprints of male. I'm not going from one gender to another and completely eliminating a part of me I can't deny no matter how hard I try or may want to. Many things change, def have, and will.. During the time she is explaining me I asked her did humans also reproduce like this. On this, she started laughing and told me that no humans do it differently.So I asked her if she can explain me that too but she told me that human reproduction is not in our practical but for my curiosity she told me she will explain.I can see a different kind of smile on her face.She asked me if I want to see that live. I immediately said yes. So she said me to open my clothes.So I opened my clothes and. “Oh shit. You mean? Oh no don’t tell me. That is disgusting” I stammered “you and the dog? Oh God Amy”. I walked over and hugged her. I didn’t know what to say. My sister was a dog lover in the true sense of the word.I told Amy I had something to do. I didn’t. I just wanted to leave. My mind was spinning. How could this happen. I hurried home and sat in the lounge trying to understand. Just then Oscar came to the sliding doors to the backyard and barked. I looked up and saw him. He was standing. "Once I heard that final sentence I immediately became lightheaded. Up to this point I had thought it was all just a game, that he was "training" me, but he never really intended to follow through with what he was training me for. I thought he was just getting off on the threat of ending my training and putting me to work as his whore."Oh, now don't worry - I assure you that you're ready. But for the first portion of the party, you'll be the maid. You'll fetch drinks, clean up messes, greet the.