Looking between my legs, a realization struck me that things will never be the same from now on. There used to be a male equipment between my legs but now there is nothing protruding between my legs. It means that I’m no longer a man technically. I am one of the girls now. I am expected to wear panties, skirts and dresses because I now have the right body for it. Nothing will be dangling between my legs when I put on a swimsuit. I will look like like any other girl with her bikini on. When I have lesbian sex, I won’t be the one who is penetrating because I no longer have the tool to get inside a woman. We’ll both have wet pussies between my legs. The only way I can have sex now with another female is when we scissor each other. Would I miss my penis and testicles? I don’t know. Maybe when I want to pee so bad and I have no choice to sit because I don’t have a hose to point.
