I live in Florida, was running into the grocery store real quick on my way to pick up my son. Someone gets out of their truck falls in behind me, stops for a second, and loudly proclaims,
“look at that freak, I’m all for people doing whatever they want, but fuck, what the fuck was that?”
I was looking at myself in my bra and panties today, and really noticed how well my chest was coming along, I can hardly see my hands past my breasts anymore when I place them on my upper stomach. My ass is filling out nicely and I can feel it jiggle when I shake, which feels really nice. I figured I was still firmly boy mode after 4 months, But I guess that was a good reality check that I am in the un-manly valley and should probably be more careful with going out at night.
I feel a mix of emotions, but none of them negative.
Fuck that bigot
Props for assessing the situation and putting yourself above it. You’re living up to your no-stress name.
Tangentially, how socially unadjusted do you have to be to throw insults randomly in public?
Thanks for the props. It really struck me as weird, because if I wanted to get that response I’d have walked out in shorts and a sports bra instead of full length pajamas and a T-shirt. At least at that point I would expect people to be audibly confused at the non-binary eldritch horror in the middle of a gain cycle of their diet the poor normie cis-het had to witness at half past 5 in the evening.
Though, I was a goth/ punk/ alt kinda kid, so I’m used to being called a freak at this point in my life.
