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"There. I said the words. It's done then."
I told my fiancee that I was not a man. She agreed. ha ha
I told my fiancee that I really liked dressing as a woman. She said that I do pass for a decent girl.
I told my fiancee that I am a woman. She said, "Yes. I know."
...and all was right with the world.Untill....
"Wait, just how much of a woman...?"
I haven't got the time to go into all the details, but she started to go into how would we tell our children(which we have none). How will I be able to keep a decent job. How will I ever be expected to 100% pass with my body build.
Then she told me, "I am not a lesbian." This floored me. After these words she said that one day she might be able to live with me as a woman, but right now she likes certain parts of me. Certain pointy parts.
Then, she made me watch Eddie Izzard, to see that you can have your cake and penis too. She has fantasies about me dressed as a school girl, or cheerleader, yet she can't imagine it with out junk hidden under the skirt? I am so confussed.
She seems to accept the mental side of my feelings, and the physical to some degree, but keeps making my head swim with how far I should or should not go.
I told her my life my body, but then learned it was best to stop that line after this caused a rant.
I love her but she is really confusing me. Anyone got any advice?