I’m sure they had seen their fair share of tranny porn, but watching their faces as I undressed, or as they undressed me, was like watching Columbus discover America! My relationship with my penis changed as well, from one of loathing to one of tenderness. They handled me better than most of the gay dudes I’d been with.
Once this younger guy told me, “you’re pretty cool, most of the other girls charge.” — I’ll let you work out the problematics of that statement on your own.To be fair, not every woman with a penis is interested in being sexually objectified; I’m simply reflecting on a chapter of my personal journey in which I was.It was a radical orgasm, but it was an even more radical latte. I was surprised to see that there was a whole new matrix for listing one’s sexual and gender identities.On my profile I’m currently listed as a straight, queer, sapiosexual, women and transwoman.Let’s be real, this wasn’t about dating, this was hooking up.
The guys I would meet, they were just regular dudes with one thing in common: an attraction to pre-op trans women. I was learning how to get into my body, my breasts were growing and increasing in sensitivity, and I was gaining confidence in my feminine form.
The alternative, trying to swipe right while stealth, could lead to something far more dangerous, like harassment or violence.
Tinder is well aware of the problem and—as of this writing—has yet to take action toward trans inclusion.
Maybe all ladies are subject to this online, but these are certainly the romantic misadventures of a post-op transwoman in her mid 30s.
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I’m hoping ours will be the last generation with that problem.