Well, my name is Lizzie Elliott. I was born and raised in Toronto Canada. Toronto is also the city or setting where my fib take place. I 'm currently 19 old age old, a high school drop-out working a fully prison term job. I live by myself, with the exception of my two pet hound and Pisces. I cook, I clean, I get by in life by just relaxing and having fun.

I was born a boy, and I really did consider I was a boy as life story went by. I had a boys name, I had a penis, and I had a males organic structure. But something did n't feel right as I approached my juvenile years. I began to colour my fingernails, which my Mom would always wash off before I went to school. I had different ideas of what clothes to buy and wear. And my blonde hair was something which I wanted to grow long, not get a haircut like well-nigh son do when their hair gets long. My Mom knew something was up with me, and I knew it as well. We went to the doctors a lot but my Mom and the doctor always talked privately without me.

When I hit my teenage twelvemonth, I went to the doctor my myself. I mean, I knew there was something wrong with me but I did n't know what. I told the doctor everything which occurred in my life-time. Eventually I was told that I had a rare psychological sex disorder called Transsexualism. I had to undergo discussion, medications and surgery to birth my gender change if I wished to do so. I said yes.

Eventually, I saw the change coming towards me. I was not a male person anymore, but a female. The hairs on my body, my voice, and my torso figure was changing so I could turn a female person. My friends, family, and teacher saw the changes and the sum of emotions towards me changed so harmfully that I had to drop out of shoal. I rented myself my own apartment at 18 as I was working now a wide-cut time job.

I describe myself as a skinny little girl, long and straight blond tomentum which reached just past times my breasts. I have humble but I could make it handsome with medicinal drug, however I choose not to demand. I have non-white Green centre, pocket-sized rung nose, and a little but precious smile. I got my lips, belly-button, and pinna pierced which helps identify me. I 'm so happy right now because almost everyone I meet, they ca n't severalise whatsoever that I was once a boy. I look like a girlfriend, phone like a girl, and have female feature.

I started masturbating at 16, not with my member, but with my butt-hole. I began fingering it, placing items inside, and felt the touch so gratifying. At this time, I also began going on Craigslist and helped myself to earning extra Johnny Cash and having fun at the same time.

If the XNXX community ilk my stories, I will post to a greater extent and more whenever I get the fortune. If they do n't well, have a skillful sprightliness and savor yourself.
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