07.19
My Worst Secret…
I have always wanted to be a girl, at least that is since puberty. But before Puberty, I, in common with all other lads of my age we were glad that we were not girls, as we considered them to be rather weak silly giggly creatures.
But after puberty, for me at least there was a complete reversal, I found that I desperately wanted to be a girl, I was bitterly disappointed that I had not been born female. What had I done wrong ? Was I being punished for something done in a previous life ?
There were a number of reasons why I wanted to be a girl. 1. They are much more attractive than boys. 2. They have lovely smooth skin. 3. They have beautiful hair. 4. Their complete overall body shape is far superior to ours. 5. Their clothing is far better than ours.
My number 1 fantasy was to wake up in the morning, and find that in the night my body had changed into that of silky smooth girl’s body, and that I could now wear female clothing. I would have two lovely firm well rounded breasts, and down below I would have two smooth lips, instead of that male appendage hanging down between my legs.
In fact I would rather like the newfound need to have to sit down on the loo in order to relieve a full bladder.
This last requirement reminds me that at an early age I discovered my submissive nature. In fact whenever I saw an attractive teenage girl, every fiber of my being cried out, “Beat me, please beat me”.
For some strange reason I cannot explain I wanted so much to suffer at the hands of the sex I so much wanted to be.
