It wasn't until I brought Birch home that I realized he's basically a crossdresser - you know, a boy body with an outer layer of "girl". Apparently I'm such a drag hag that I chose an androgynous pet without even realizing it. And less than a year later, The Boy moved in, doubling the number of catty little transvestites I live with.
"...But I'm the pretty one." |
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