The first times that mother dressed me in her lingerie, were understandably distressing and confusin

The first times that mother dressed me in her lingerie, were understandably distressing and confusing to the adolescent boy I was. The new sensations I found myself feeling….. The thoughts and dreams induced, that couldn’t be farther away from the kinds of things which boys were supposed to think and dream about. Over time I began to fear that I was becoming too used to it all, and that it would change me. No longer fighting against mother when she wished to dress me. No longer fearing the thoughts and dreams that I found myself experiencing at night.I never could have imagined, that there would come to be a time, much to my mother’s delight, that I would dress of my own free will. That first time it happened, something changed within me. That night, for the first time I touched myself to the thoughts which once so disturbed me. and I knew then, how long I had slowly been sliding into bisexuality, that my worst fear had finally come to pass. Beyond bisexuality, then, I knew I had descended, irrevocably and forever into homosexuality. I had finally become a fairy. -- source link
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