Still, I was born male and maintain certain male libidinal desires. Inorder for our relationship to work, these desires must be controlled anddenied, ...ndeed, it is the essence of our relationship. In her wisdom,Ellen came up with an ingenious way to suppress my masculinity duringshaving.One lazy weekend morning, a couple years ago as my feminization programwas just beginning, Ellen knocked on the bathroom door as I was gettingout of the shower. I knew that she didn't like to see me naked, so. We rushed to get out and ready to make our way home, it was now well past mid-day and Steven got in, made a snack and went to his friends to go play some football. I began to make some food and was getting wound up as i was struggling to make anything as i didn't know where anything was. I decided we would stay at my house for the remaining 2 night as our parents were getting home late Monday night as well as i knew where everything was in my house and i would be much more comfortable. As i. .cock, cock, cock. Now and forevermore, Kathy would always be synonymous with cock and especially with my cock. Immediately, I started getting an erection thinking of Kathy thinking of me whenever she said the word...cock."So, are you sure you're not a lesbian? Maybe, Joe is right, Kath. Maybe, you don't even know you're a lesbian." I joined in Joe's little antagonistic game to push her into taking the lesbian test and I knew she would agree to take it, any minute now."I would know if I were a. "Why the tears?" Because I'm such a mess!" she cried. "Just look at me and then look at you. Cathy, my figure? I'm fat, I have a pot, my ass is too large and flabby, and my thighs look like a ... I don't know what, but it's awful! My skin has all the color and attraction of a dead fish! My hair..." With a sardonic laugh she said, "In the bathroom I looked at it and realized I don't even know what its natural color is! Would you believe that? It's true. Cath, I was looking at my pubic hair and.