Well, my name is Lizzie Elliott. I was born and raised in Toronto Canada. Toronto is also the city or setting where my history take place. I 'm currently 19 years old, a high-pitched schooling drop-out working a full time job. I live by myself, with the exception of my two pet domestic dog and Pisces the Fishes. I cook, I clean, I get by in living by just relaxing and having fun.

I was born a boy, and I really did think I was a boy as life sentence went by. I had a male child gens, I had a penis, and I had a males trunk. But something did n't feel right as I approached my adolescent old age. I began to colour my fingernails, which my Mom would always wash away off before I went to schoolhouse. I had different idea of what wearing apparel to buy and wear out. And my blonde hair was something which I wanted to rise long, not get a haircut like to the highest degree 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 physician 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 physician everything which occurred in my life. Eventually I was told that I had a rare psychological sex disorder called Transsexualism. I had to undergo treatment, medicinal drug and OR to stimulate my gender change if I wished to do so. I said yes.

Eventually, I saw the modification coming towards me. I was not a male anymore, but a female. The hairs on my trunk, my voice, and my consistence fig was changing so I could turn a female person. My friends, family, and teachers saw the changes and the quantity of emotions towards me changed so harmfully that I had to knock off out of school. I rented myself my own flat at 18 as I was working now a wide-cut time job.

I describe myself as a skinny girl, long and straight blonde pilus which reached just past my breasts. I have diminished but I could form it bigger with medications, however I choose not to take. I have obscure green eyes, small cycle nose, and a small but cute grinning. I got my back talk, belly-button, and ears pierced which helps describe me. I 'm so happy rightfulness now because almost everyone I meet, they ca n't recount whatsoever that I was once a boy. I look like a girl, sound 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 sensation so gratifying. At this clip, I also began going on Craigslist and helped myself to earning supernumerary cash and having fun at the same time.

If the XNXX community of interests likes my tale, I will station more and more whenever I get the chance. If they do n't well, have a estimable spirit and enjoy yourself.
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