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What I've been up to - Part 2
14 years ago
Hey everyone,
Okay, I am gunna try to get all the catch up stuff done in this journal. Don't know how well I will do at it...but I will try regardless! You guys have waited long enough after all. So lets start where we last left off...
It was just hitting the 2 week mark since my little dragout fight with my mom. I was getting a bit better emotionally since my dad was accepting what had happened to his son, turned daughter. Knowing that, I felt like it was time to start going out into public once again. It was about time too, seeing that I needed to start tying up some loose ends.
Stepping out of the house and walking around that day....it was different. I was dressed in something decent (as decent as I could dress anyways). I was also alone....and the sun was up too. As I made my way to the subway I could feel the eyes upon me. People turned their heads to get a good look at the mega busty bunny girl just strolling by. It was embarrassing...and...also kinda thrilling. As I walked by the people who stopped to look at me, I could feel myself getting a bit hard. I tried to adjust my skirt to keep my....erm...self...from being seen. I actually like being looked at...at being a public spectacle....at the idea that my body is so outrageously sexual that people can't help but look at me. The looks didn't stop that day, or the next...or the next. I still get looks where ever I go....and I don't think it will stop anytime soon.
I didn't have time to let the looks get me down or excited, there was a lot to do. My first day out consisted of a rather lengthy trip to the doctor's. Having changed genders and species, it might be a good idea to check if I wasn't seriously sick or something. I won't bore you all with the details of my visit. So, to make a long story short, besides having become a seven foot tall bunny shemale over night, I was perfectly healthy.
The next few days were spent trying to reclaim my identity. You have no idea what kinds of hoops you have to jump through to prove you were once a drab human male when you look....well...like I do. One blood test and a mouth swob later, I was able to start on a long paper trail to get things in line. My new ID, gender reassignment, and....my new name. I am sure you all can guess what it might be by now. One wouldn't have to look further than my FA name. I...had always liked the name Lily. I knew if I was ever to become a girl, that is the name I would pick. Never thought I would ever actually go through with it...but...such is the winding road of life I guess.
I tried to fight to get my old job back, but they wouldn't hear of it. Even after proving that I was the same person who worked there for almost 6 years was the same anthro bunny standing in their office, they wouldn't budge in their decision to fire me. I could look at it as a blessing in disguise....I did hate that job, but as of today I am still out of a job, and my unemployment is running out.
I did have a few job interviews, but neither went well. One guy tried to end the interview almost as soon as he caught sight of me. The other...well...I uh...got caught in a broom closet with his cute secretary...making out...and my handpaw up her skirt. I couldn't help it! She was so hot...and...she kept...looking at me. Then we started kissing...and...and...I NEVER EVEN GOT HER PHONE NUMBER! *sigh*
Well, that is more or less everything. Everything is still so new to me, but I am slowly getting used to life on the outside again. I am still super worried about my money situation, but I am sure I will figure it out. I will continue to share my experiences with you all. You guys have been so supportive and helpful. Thank you all so much for taking time out of your day to read and comment.
I love you all.
Lily
Okay, I am gunna try to get all the catch up stuff done in this journal. Don't know how well I will do at it...but I will try regardless! You guys have waited long enough after all. So lets start where we last left off...
It was just hitting the 2 week mark since my little dragout fight with my mom. I was getting a bit better emotionally since my dad was accepting what had happened to his son, turned daughter. Knowing that, I felt like it was time to start going out into public once again. It was about time too, seeing that I needed to start tying up some loose ends.
Stepping out of the house and walking around that day....it was different. I was dressed in something decent (as decent as I could dress anyways). I was also alone....and the sun was up too. As I made my way to the subway I could feel the eyes upon me. People turned their heads to get a good look at the mega busty bunny girl just strolling by. It was embarrassing...and...also kinda thrilling. As I walked by the people who stopped to look at me, I could feel myself getting a bit hard. I tried to adjust my skirt to keep my....erm...self...from being seen. I actually like being looked at...at being a public spectacle....at the idea that my body is so outrageously sexual that people can't help but look at me. The looks didn't stop that day, or the next...or the next. I still get looks where ever I go....and I don't think it will stop anytime soon.
I didn't have time to let the looks get me down or excited, there was a lot to do. My first day out consisted of a rather lengthy trip to the doctor's. Having changed genders and species, it might be a good idea to check if I wasn't seriously sick or something. I won't bore you all with the details of my visit. So, to make a long story short, besides having become a seven foot tall bunny shemale over night, I was perfectly healthy.
The next few days were spent trying to reclaim my identity. You have no idea what kinds of hoops you have to jump through to prove you were once a drab human male when you look....well...like I do. One blood test and a mouth swob later, I was able to start on a long paper trail to get things in line. My new ID, gender reassignment, and....my new name. I am sure you all can guess what it might be by now. One wouldn't have to look further than my FA name. I...had always liked the name Lily. I knew if I was ever to become a girl, that is the name I would pick. Never thought I would ever actually go through with it...but...such is the winding road of life I guess.
I tried to fight to get my old job back, but they wouldn't hear of it. Even after proving that I was the same person who worked there for almost 6 years was the same anthro bunny standing in their office, they wouldn't budge in their decision to fire me. I could look at it as a blessing in disguise....I did hate that job, but as of today I am still out of a job, and my unemployment is running out.
I did have a few job interviews, but neither went well. One guy tried to end the interview almost as soon as he caught sight of me. The other...well...I uh...got caught in a broom closet with his cute secretary...making out...and my handpaw up her skirt. I couldn't help it! She was so hot...and...she kept...looking at me. Then we started kissing...and...and...I NEVER EVEN GOT HER PHONE NUMBER! *sigh*
Well, that is more or less everything. Everything is still so new to me, but I am slowly getting used to life on the outside again. I am still super worried about my money situation, but I am sure I will figure it out. I will continue to share my experiences with you all. You guys have been so supportive and helpful. Thank you all so much for taking time out of your day to read and comment.
I love you all.
Lily
It sucks not having a job.
Lost mine a couple of weeks ago.
I was lucky though and got another position through my previous employer.
It's a tough situation you're in, but I'm sure things'll start looking up soon enough.
You've got an identity now, so that's a start.