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Play Pretend
While I've got you, and while we're alone ... can I share something with you? You know, man-to-reader? OK, fab. I am slowly becoming a girl. Yeah. Really. See, that girl you heard about just before my boring ass started chundering away about showers and carpets like a dodgy salesman, she's in my head. She has been for a really long time. Maybe soon, I'll go deeper into that. I hope that's put your minds at ease in an odd way - now you'll know why I dream from the perspective of a girl less than half my age. So, show of hands, how many of you have questions? One, two, thr ... yeah, I had a feeling it would be like this. I can't answer them right now, but I promise you will know me soon enough. Besides ... I'm counting on you for something. You, dear invisible reader, are going to play the role of my brain. I'm going to scribble down every thought, event and experience I have. You're going to be the way I no longer have to live life trapped in my own head 24/7. And eventually ... soon, you will be the reason I stop pretending. This is a promise I am making to myself, and you are all going to be witness. 2025 is the year I stop playing pretend.Complete
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"you make me feel like a real boy." "you are a real boy." lowercase intended © annayansi 2017Complete
Forbidden Love
"My girl lef mhi bclt man alone yer, nah warn u again" about to say something she disconnected to calling leaving me with confusion over my face
The Blue Dress
When I was rude to my sister and my mum once too many times, they decided I should experience how it feels to be a girl at the most embarrassing time possible - prom night. Not only are they wanting me dolled up to the fullest extreme, they have even arranged a date for me. My life as a boy may as well be over, this is all anyone will talk about now whenever they think of me.Complete
While I've got you, and while we're alone ... can I share something with you? You know, man-to-reader? OK, fab. I am slowly becoming a girl. Yeah. Really. See, that girl you heard about just before my boring ass started chundering away about showers and carpets like a dodgy salesman, she's in my head. She has been for a really long time. Maybe soon, I'll go deeper into that. I hope that's put your minds at ease in an odd way - now you'll know why I dream from the perspective of a girl less than half my age. So, show of hands, how many of you have questions? One, two, thr ... yeah, I had a feeling it would be like this. I can't answer them right now, but I promise you will know me soon enough. Besides ... I'm counting on you for something. You, dear invisible reader, are going to play the role of my brain. I'm going to scribble down every thought, event and experience I have. You're going to be the way I no longer have to live life trapped in my own head 24/7. And eventually ... soon, you will be the reason I stop pretending. This is a promise I am making to myself, and you are all going to be witness. 2025 is the year I stop playing pretend.
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