Tag: transgender woman

  • Dear, Kitty #12

    Dear, Kitty #12

    January 22, 2025 Dear, Kitty I won’t spare any details because I know, as you typically say, that you like when I “spill the tea.” Most Men call my micropenis “little clit.” Admittedly, I like this. I can’t stand the word “penis” when it’s in reference to my private part. Micropenis only half bothers me.…

  • Dear, Kitty #11

    Dear, Kitty #11

    Dear Kitty, I like watching people eat. Not in a voyeuristic kind of way. I don’t get off on watching someone slurp oysters or gnaw and suck on a piece of caña. I like watching the movement of someone’s mouth as it opens and shuts, as they pierce food with their teeth. Mouths are like…

  • Dear Kitty #10

    Dear Kitty #10

    Dear Kitty, For a moment I couldn’t write. My inability to write was really a side effect of self-doubt, which was the result of me allegedly forgetting the meaning of the phrase ‘rest on one’s laurels’. All I could think about was how stupid I was for forgetting the meaning of the phrase. I asked…

  • Deary, Kitty #9

    Deary, Kitty #9

    Dear, Kitty  “I wasn’t used to being so naked like that. And that’s why I left him. It was too much for me to handle. It was too much kindness and goodness and affection and love. I didn’t know what to do with it all.” I lied to you. Several weeks ago I told you…

  • Dear, Kitty #7

    Dear, Kitty #7

    “Kitty, do people ever start loving you again? Or did they never love you to begin with?” Dear, Kitty Has anyone ever told you they love you and then turn around and un-love you?  It happened to me. It happens to me. I guess it’s my fault though. I like to test the elasticity of…

  • Dear, Kitty #2

    Dear, Kitty #2

    Dear Kitty, I watch a lot of right wing politicians on YouTube to prepare me for combat. I know fighting shouldn’t be the answer, but Tia Rosa once told me that I couldn’t be a punk. She wouldn’t allow it. She says that if anyone ever tries to pick on me or tries to fight…

  • Dear, Kitty

    Dear, Kitty

    Dear Kitty, This is the first and only time I’m going to address you directly. I’m not mad at you or anything. I’m just not who I used to be. And I know people say that often. But there’s no other way of putting it. Anyway, I still want to keep you up to speed…