Posts Tagged ‘girl juice’

Just a girl in the world…

December 15, 2009

“Tears on the sleeve of a man
Don’t wanna be a boy today…” – Tori Amos

Wow, it’s been over a month since I’ve blogged.



Another Wonderful Day Filled with Tension

November 5, 2009

My wonderful tormentor from Tuesday read my post from yesterday and decided she wanted to torment me even more.  The catch was, I was in meetings for most of the day.  Well, that didn’t stop my friend.

While in the meeting, I spent much of my time, tweaking my nipples, rubbing them and tugging on them when I could discreetly.  It was so yummy to tease myself secretly in front of all these people.  I could feel the heat radiating off my face, with how flushed I was.  I began to imagine what it would be like if they caught me and all decided to have their way with me, since I am obviously a little fuck toy, who’s best use is to be taken.  (*grin* While writing that, my nipples definitely seemed to like that thought, “Hello!”)



October 2, 2009

I’m guessing it has something to do with the hormones.  I’m just not sure if it’s something that will go on as long as I’m on them or if it has to by developing chest, but dear lord my nipples have come alive!  I must have spent at least 20 minutes last night playing with them.

I lay there tugging and twiddling with them.  It had me thrashing around the bed and biting my bottom lip so I didn’t cry out and wake up the kids.  Mmmm, I wonder how nice it would feel to have lips and tongue playing with them.  Finally, I took matters into my own hand and dealt with the problem that popped up.  But had it not been late and I needed sleep, I think I could have played with my “new toys” for hours.

For some reason, I’m a tired girl this morning.

Good morning everyone!

I’ve beed a bad blogging girley.

September 28, 2009

I haven’t been updating at all.  And even when there have been things to update about.

I’ve been supposed to take measurements and share them with you and I haven’t.  I deserve a spanking for not even doing so once.  *waits for the spanking*  Drat.

Anyway!  I looked in the mirror this morning and there was most definitely a difference in my chest!  The left one, well, it’s breast shaped.  (Hmmm. Gives me thoughts for Thursday.) I’ve tried several times to very much to describe the difference in shape, but it’s not coming out right.  So, it’s more breast shaped as opposed to boy chest shaped.

 I need to start measuring.  Can I really measure myself?  And where is my measuring tape?

But breast!!!

HNT What else would I post today?

August 27, 2009



This weeks HNT is my new patch.  That little thing the size of  a postage stamp is what’s working it’s magic.

I’ll leave it up to everyones imagination where that patch is applied. 😉


August 27, 2009

After my post yesterday, a friend asked me if I was going for SRS.  I realized I didn’t give much detail at all yesterday about where this all is going.

I am taking a rather small dosage of E.  There will probably be minor physical changes over time.  (Hopefully my nips go back to that wonderfully sensitive state they had last time I was on E.)  But my point isn’t to transition, at least not now.  As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I, as of right now, have unresolved custody issues of my kids.  And even once custody were resolved, I have a feeling, it could get reopened real quick if I decided to transition.

No, this is to give me a bit more of that warm girleyness in my head that comes with such substances.  This is to give me those mild changes to my body, that thrill me so much, even if no one else will notice.  This is to give me a little more girl to hold onto in a world that sees boy.

Thank you again to my friend who made this all possible.  And maybe, over a decade down the line, when I have a empty nest, I will re-asses where this is all headed.  But for now, I mildly, slowly and secretly become more and more me.

I’m on the patch.

August 26, 2009

Thanks to an anonymous donation from a wonderful friend, I am on the patch. 

Nope, not nicotine.  

This patch is for a substance that has been at dangerously low levels in my system for quite a while now, the wonderfully girley estrogen.

Do I feel any different today? Yes and no.

The patch has been on for a few hours, so I shouldn’t feel any sort of hormonal difference.  It takes time for the girl juice to build up in me.  But just knowing it’s there, makes me a very happy girl. 🙂

I’ll see what kind of measurements I can take by myself on Saturday, to start tracking the changes.  Thank you to my wonderful donor, you don’t know how much this means to me.