Well, my epithet is Lizzie Elliott. I was born and raised in Toronto Canada. Toronto is also the city or setting where my account take place. I 'm currently 19 years old, a senior high school drop-out working a full moon time job. I live by myself, with the elision of my two pet dogs and fish. I cook, I clean, I get by in animation by just relaxing and having fun.

I was born a boy, and I really did think I was a boy as life went by. I had a male child gens, I had a penis, and I had a male person consistency. But something did n't palpate right as I approached my adolescent geezerhood. I began to emblazon my fingernails, which my Mom would always wash out off before I went to school. I had unlike ideas of what clothes to buy and wear upon. And my blonde hairsbreadth was something which I wanted to grow long, not get a haircut like most male child 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 Doctors always talked privately without me.

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

Eventually, I saw the variety coming towards me. I was not a male person anymore, but a female person. The hairs on my body, my voice, and my body figure was changing so I could become a female. My supporter, household, and instructor saw the changes and the amount of emotions towards me changed so harmfully that I had to drop out of school. I rented myself my own apartment at 18 as I was working now a to the full time job.

I describe myself as a skinny girl, long and straightforward blond whisker which reached just past times my breasts. I have little but I could give it liberal with medications, however I choose not to take. I have blue fleeceable eyes, low round nose, and a minor but cute smile. I got my sassing, belly-button, and capitulum pierced which helps name me. I 'm so felicitous right now because almost everyone I meet, they ca n't tell whatsoever that I was once a boy. I look like a girl, auditory sensation like a girl, and have female characteristics.

I started masturbating at 16, not with my phallus, but with my butt-hole. I began fingering it, placing items inside, and felt the feelings so pleasurable. At this time, I also began going on Craigslist and helped myself to earning extra cash and having fun at the same sentence.

If the XNXX residential area likes my narration, I will put up more and more whenever I get the probability. If they do n't well, have a upright animation and enjoy yourself.
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