Rolled around in femme

The mighty forces of sexuality and gender thrust deep into me.

They propel me into the femme.

My mind composes these words, but how tiny is my mind compared to these mighty forces.

I am being rolled around in femme by the mighty forces of sexuality and gender.

I could hate it, I could scream 'no, no, this isn't right, this isn't where I belong.'

But fortunately I fucking love it. I am at home in the femme.

And what a delightful home it is. xxx