Here's a go, I got gender-referming surgery. Here's a fucking honest update.

Do you want to read it?

Short answer is yes. Don't get me wrong, I got it done twice. It looks Barbie.

Why do I regret it? Well, because I will never be able to live a normal life.

After this surgery, you have to start dilating to keep the space they gave you.

You start from doing it four times a day to once a week.

For the rest of your life.

I was fine with that. See, the problem is, I had major complications and now for some reason,

I need to do it every single fucking day.

Now, obviously I've had relations and girls we all know, guys don't fucking know what to do.

So it's not really worth it to me. The problem is, I cannot stop.

If I stop, it's going to close up and create a bubble and that bubble could literally create an infection that could

the two options here are, I dilate for the rest of my life or I get it removed surgically.

Surgery goes for 70,000 and I don't want to go through that again, so I guess I'm dilating.

You need to just speak for yourself. Man, don't know what to do. I know what to hell I'm doing.

You need to speak for yourself. Well, you would know, huh? You are a guy.

Well, I was messed up. I shouldn't have said that. Amen.

Oh, man.

I need starting shit over. This is, anyway, I don't even know why you,

I don't know why I'm making sex chains operations, man.

You know you're gonna get fucked in the ass anyway.

I want you to just pretend that your cock is a big Plutorus.

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