Maybe it has whiskers. So, okay, I guess part of me thought it was possible my darling cat had been castrated and made into a eunuch. Lately, one his favorite pastimes has been kneading the comforter on the bed which involves making little fists with his claws out over and over again, for all you catless folks. Once Rory had his fill of kneading, he started cleaning himself. His pink thing. It was not furry at all, but it was indeed pink. It looked like a pointy, engorged worm that would travel through your ear canal to get into your brain.
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I want to be a girl ever since I can remember. The first day of gym it was I notice that the boys where a lot bigger than me. I would stare at them being careful not to be seen.