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 billet. I 'm currently 19 years old, a high gear school drop-out working a full fourth dimension job. I live by myself, with the exception of my two pet dogs and Fish. I cook, I clean, I get by in life 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 boys name, I had a penis, and I had a Male body. But something did n't experience right as I approached my adolescent years. I began to colour my fingernails, which my Mom would always wash out 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 maturate 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 Dr. a lot but my Mom and the Doctors always talked privately without me.

When I hit my teenage age, I went to the MD my myself. I mean, I knew there was something wrongly 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 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 hair on my torso, my vocalization, and my torso figure was changing so I could become a female. My friends, family, and teacher saw the changes and the sum of emotions towards me changed so harmfully that I had to dribble out of school. I rented myself my own apartment at 18 as I was working now a entire metre job.

I describe myself as a skinny girl, long and straight blonde hair which reached just yesteryear my breasts. I have minuscule but I could make it freehanded with medicinal drug, however I choose not to consume. I have iniquity green eyes, small round nozzle, and a modest but cute smile. I got my backtalk, belly-button, and capitulum pierced which helps name 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 girl, strait like a daughter, and have female characteristics.

I started masturbating at 16, not with my penis, but with my butt-hole. I began fingering it, placing point inside, and felt the tone so enjoyable. At this time, I also began going on Craigslist and helped myself to earning extra cash and having fun at the same meter.

If the XNXX residential district the likes of my stories, I will post Thomas More and more whenever I get the hazard. If they do n't well, have a good spirit and enjoy yourself.
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