Riley Gendreau
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I became a girl because I love my girlfriend
🕑 Added 2023-06-17 02:17:45 +0000 UTCMy girlfriend Kimmy is the love of my life, that’s something I know will never change, no matter how much time passes or how much I change. So because I love her so much, there's nothing I wouldn’t do for her.
Kimmy and I met when we were in high school, she was a shy nerdy kid, and I was a geeky kid. I still remember the day like it was yesterday, it was late one Friday night, and we both had stayed at the school's library to study.
I went in and spoke to the librarian, I asked her about a book I needed for my studies. Luckily for me, there was one copy that hadn’t been checked out yet. The librarian told me where the book was and I went to the aisle to grab it.
As I got there I saw the prettiest girl I have ever seen. Short red hair, tons of freckles, big cute glasses and she was sporting a cute pair of overalls. I awkwardly stared at her before she asked me if I was okay.
I snapped out of it and told her the book I had come for. She looked down at her hands and showed me the exact book. She told me she was about to check it out. I asked her if there was any way I could take it instead, I even told her I had a test on it on Monday.
Turns out she did as well, but she didn’t want me to fail so she offered to stay late and study in the library with me. I was almost on my knees thanking her, and I offered to go out and get us some drinks and snacks.
I ran to a nearby vending machine and grabbed a few things and met her back at the table. We began to study, and well study turned into general chatting and ended with us becoming good friends.
We ended up going to the same college where she studied to become a surgeon and I studied to become a programmer. Towards the end of our second, we started dating, and that’s when I realized I loved her more than anything in this world.
Things were great for about two years. Around this time I had finished college and she just got her bachelor's degree and was getting ready for her first year of medical school. I was able to get a job right out of college, so I ended up paying for an apartment for us.
We moved in and our wonderful life continued. At least I thought it was wonderful, Kimmy however seemed to have something that was bothering her. I tried many times to ask her about it, but she insisted it was just stress from her studies.
I did everything I could, to try and make her life easier, I made all the meals, I gave her massages, I did all the shopping and cleaning, and much more, despite already working full time as a programmer.
It honestly was nothing, I did get to work from home, so I was able to manage these things quite well, and when I saw how hard she worked for her studies, I knew it was worth it to help her. The problem though, the more I did the more distant and angry she seemed to get.
I didn’t really know what to do, I assured her I was happy to help in any way I could. All she had to do was tell me. This caused her to get angry and snap at me, and I uh, sorta started crying and ran out of the house.
I came back a couple hours later and she was sitting on the couch holding a couch cushion so tight it could explode. As soon as she saw me she apologized and started crying, which caused me to cry as well.
That night we sat down and had a very serious talk. She revealed why she was so angry at me. It turns out she was angry at herself and it kinda just oozed out of her and she took it all out on me. It turned out she was fighting internally with her sexuality and for at least a year now she has been solely attracted to women.
I guess she’s had these feelings for years but ignored them, but sometime last year they got really intense. She stopped being attracted to me and kept fantasizing about other women. The problem was she genuinely loved me, but knew this would break me, so she tried to ignore it for me, but then I started putting in more work just for her.
The guilt started weighing her down to the point she snapped, and well that’s where we are now. She told me that now that I know, she can’t go back to how things were. I sat there with my hands on my face trying to hold myself together.
She can't help who she's attracted to, I get that. I don’t want her to feel bad about it, but it still hurts thinking about losing her like that. We sat there for about an hour switching between talking about it, crying, and then random chatting.
As I lay on the floor staring at the ceiling I asked her if she truly loved me. She told me yes, more than anything, she just wasn’t attracted to my body. I then asked her If I was a woman everything between us would be okay.
She looked confused but said yeah. Then I sat up and told her I would become a girl then. She looked at me shocked and said I didn’t have to do that. She said she couldn’t possibly let me do that for her.
I grabbed her hands and looked her in the eyes, I told her I loved her more than anything. I don’t care what my body looks like, what kinda clothes I wear, or even if I have to piss sitting down. I loved her and I would do this because she means everything to me.
She began to cry and then she jumped on me hugging me tightly. That week I went to see a doctor and got on a plan for hormone replacement therapy. Once I started, Kimmy started teaching me everything I needed to know to be a girl.
A little after two years on hormones, I had bottom surgery and I said farewell to the limp meatstick that used to make my panties bulge. Months after that I had some facial reconstruction done, oh, and breast implants.
After the implants, it kinda became impossible for Kimmy to keep her hands off my boobs. Now I’m the pretty girl you see in the photo. That’s right, I was sitting on my desk in that cute and short black dress while Kimmy was taking photos.
After all, it was a milestone for us, it was my third year on hormones and the day I started my journey to womanhood. Oh, and it was also the moment Kimmy proposed to me, which is why I was so red. Don’t worry, I said yes and put the ring on. By next year she’ll be a surgeon and I’ll be her wonderful wife!!
Comments
last_of_workers
love... what people don't do because of love... and I can't say that it's bad, but I can't say that it's good either... it's just love and we're just people... to each his own .. .
