pussyenvyfetish:

As a guy turned girl:

It’s so strange going out in a bathing suit your first time as a girl. All that’s covering you between your legs is this narrow strip of cloth. You feel naked; it doesn’t seem like enough. But of course, with no penis and balls there anymore, it is. That’s really all you need. There’s still that subconscious fear that your manhood’s going to spill out, even there’s nothing there anymore to spill out.

The second weirdest thing is how there’s nothing down there to be insecure about. As a guy, those baggy swimming trunks do two things: number one, all those floppy bits wouldn’t comfortably fit into anything tight anyway, and second, if you have a small penis, you don’t have to broadcast that to everybody. Your sex is hidden. But as a girl, there’s nothing down there to be ashamed about. There’s no big or small or anything; you don’t have to hide because all girls are the same down there.

And that leads to the third weird thing, which is just how tight it is. It leaves literally nothing to the imagination; everyone can see that you don’t have a penis or balls. Your sex out there for everyone to see, so clearly that it feels like you’re naked. You might as well be, the way it hugs every curve of your crotch, even more if you just got out of the water and it’s sticking to your crotch. Thankfully though, skintight bottoms for girls is something our society has deemed publicly acceptable…. because it makes you feel fucking sexy. Even the first time, you notice it from the get go.

Once you get used to it, that’s when the real fun starts. You catch guys glancing at your crotch and you know exactly what they’re thinking, especially since you used to be a guy. “Holy crap I can see everything! It’s so tight I can see she doesn’t have a penis or balls, but I can’t stare… I hope I don’t pop a boner in my swim trunks…” The best is when you’re talking to a guy and you can just see him absolutely straining not to look at your crotch. That’s when you can have some fun teasing him; spread your legs apart a little bit, tilt your hips forward to show off that gap between your legs, deliberately look away for a moment to give him a chance to peek, pull up on your bathing suit to make it hug your crotch real tight. You know you’ve won when you see him adjust his swim trunks to accommodate his rising boner; bonus points if you can see it tenting his trunks. You don’t even have to be attracted to guys to enjoy it; just knowing that you can have that kind of influence and power over someone is intoxicating.

nowthatimagirl:

I guess when I turned into a girl my brain had to adjust.

It’s really a lot simpler than you think it is. It’s had to imagine what it feels like while you still have a penis because your brain is distracted by the fact that it is still there. But once it’s gone, it sort of just clicks. 

It doesn’t really feel that different. I rarely try to compare it to how I used to feel. But I suppose if I had to, it is a lot like having a severe micro penis. Everything else is basically the same.

In fact, if all you did was sit with your legs splayed open, you would probably forget that there was anything missing. Like right now, my brain kinda wants to think that I still have a penis down there. But then when I move slightly and feel the lips slide past each other, my brain remembers that I’m a girl and I don’t have a penis.

You would be surprised at how easy it is to forget about your penis.

pussyenvyfetish:

Getting turned into a girl took a lot of getting used to.

Of course it felt weird at first to not have a penis and balls. It took weeks to get accustomed to panties fitting me snugly and peeing sitting down, but eventually I did. The hardest part to get used to, the part that I still find strange even months later is having a vagina.

The first thing that shocked me was all the new sensations. For me it was a brand new hole, a brand new body part. I was feeling everything for the very first time. I’d never swallowed something from my crotch before. I’d never had anything feel around my insides before. Things touched me behind my bladder, in front of my rectum, inside of my hip bones, behind my bellybutton. I got touched in places so deep, it didn’t seem possible. Like, should things be allowed to poke around my internal organs like that? Shouldn’t that kill me or something? But somehow, the vagina makes it all possible.

The second thing that shocked me was just how much I could fit in my body now that I had a vagina. Again, it doesn’t seem possible that I should be able to fit two fists inside my pelvis, especially in a smaller, slimmer body, but I here I was not only doing it, but enjoying it beyond my wildest dreams. I never would have been able to fit that much in my body as a man. It seems insane to me how the only reason I’m able to do that now is because I’m a girl, but apparently that’s how nature intended it. I literally have new talents that no guy has, thanks to my private parts.

See, the vagina is hungry in a way guys can’t understand. You can’t blame them, how can you imagine hunger in a hole you don’t even have? When your vagina is wet, open, twitching, begging to be filled and you finally have something enter, no words can describe how good it feels to have that craving satisfied. It fills you up from so deep in your gut it’s like it’s in your soul, it stretches you out like an itch being scratched. It’s like there’s this hole in you, this gaping chasm, and it’s finally been filled with the missing puzzle piece. And you feel all this at once, the penetration, the stretch, the hunger, the satisfaction, all building one after another, cresting higher and higher, orgasm after orgasm, reaching lengths and heights that overwhelm your mind and would certainly break any male mind.

I don’t know why I’m wasting my time, it’s not like all these descriptions will allow you guys to feel it. Unless you have the parts, you just can’t understand.

I never realized I was missing out on all this. I don’t know how or why I got turned into a girl, but all I know is: I’m so glad I did.