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

I was born a boy, and I really did conceive I was a boy as living went by. I had a boy name, I had a member, and I had a Male body. But something did n't feel right as I approached my adolescent years. I began to colour my fingernails, which my Mom would always wash off before I went to school. I had dissimilar ideas of what wearing apparel to buy and tire out. And my blonde hair was something which I wanted to arise long, not get a haircut like almost boys 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 of the Church always talked privately without me.

When I hit my teenage years, I went to the physician my myself. I mean, I knew there was something wrong with me but I did n't get it on what. I told the MD 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 operating theatre to feature my gender change if I wished to do so. I said yes.

Eventually, I saw the changes coming towards me. I was not a male anymore, but a female. The haircloth on my body, my articulation, and my body figure was changing so I could go a female. My champion, family, and teacher saw the changes and the amount of money 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 fully time job.

I describe myself as a skinny girl, long and straight blond hair which reached just past my titty. I have small but I could make it bigger with medications, however I choose not to fill. I have wickedness green oculus, small round olfactory organ, and a low but precious smiling. I got my sass, belly-button, and ears pierced which helps identify me. I 'm so well-chosen right hand now because almost everyone I meet, they ca n't tell whatsoever that I was once a boy. I look like a daughter, sound like a lady friend, and have female characteristic.

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

If the XNXX community likes my narrative, I will post more than and more whenever I get the chance. If they do n't well, have a good life and enjoy yourself.
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