When I woke up, I felt my entire body groaning. I was sore all over, bruised in places I didn’t even think I could bruise in, and yet I was blissfully happy. For the first time in my life, I was happy to be a trans girl.
Last night was delightful as Scarlet and I played around in bed. While there was no way for me to outlast a dragon. She was quite the squealer in bed. Thank God I found her weak spot, else I would’ve had to admit defeat halfway through. On the flip side, I needed new bedsheets, but that wasn’t a real problem.
It was the first time that I had s*x with someone else and had them affirm my trans identity, rather than make a stink about it. My dysphoria didn’t extend to bottom surgery, and Scarlet was perfectly okay with that. Surprised her when she ran her hands down my pant
