Hello everyone. My name is Matthew.
Let me just give a bit of background;
I was born male and I am exclusively heterosexual.
However, I suffer from a very specific obsession with OCD; Homosexual and Transgender thoughts.
I am mortified by the thought that I could be gay, all the more assuring me that I am straight. But that is not the issue today.
Disregarding that, I have been questioning my gender identity as of late. I am curious as to whether I am indeed a closeted transgender woman.
Now let me be clear; I am 99.99% sure that I am straight. But I am completely unsure if I am a woman.
At this point, I do not care if I am transgender or completely cisgender. I simply want to know.
And a disclaimer; I have no issues with the LGBT community. I am not homophobic/transphobic. So please do not misinterpret my concern for bigotry.
So anyway, I have never felt "trapped" in my body. It is only recently that I have been getting jealous of girls for being born in that body. I am currently 18 and in college, and this is a time when hormones start racing through me. Now, I am completely positive that I have " ->-bleeped-<-" that is; sexual arousal by the thought of transitioning. These thoughts eventually lead to masturbation where I completely say "YES! IM TRANSGENDER! YES! I AM A WOMAN! but after orgasm, these thoughts quickly go away, but they eventually come back. Now, I feel that I get aroused by becoming a woman because I think of the bodily changes; longer hair, bigger cheeks and lips, voluptuous breasts, softer skin, fuller hips, thicker thighs, and a larger, rounder butt. This stems from a fetish that I have had since I was seven; bodily inflation. My first erection came from me watching Violet Beauregarde inflate like a blueberry, and ever since then, I have had intense fantasies and desires of that happening to me. So it seems no surprise that being "inflated" into a woman seems so arousing and appealing. However, I do not meet a lot of the criteria for gender dysphoria. As stated before, I enjoy many aspects of being male. I always played with Nerf Guns, Star Wars Legos, and played first person shooters with my friends, in addition to riding bikes and building forts, and it felt perfectly fine. Throughout my entire life, I have been fine being male.
Bottom line, I feel that if I am transgender, it is purely based off of sexual desire, not so much lifestyle and/or social changes. I have never had a girlfriend, never had sex, never kissed a girl, not even on the cheeks. Now, these thoughts and feelings have been interrupting my daily life, with my entire focus on my fantasies of being a woman. Even as I am typing this I am in my English class, and I should be writing my essay due next week. This leads me to believe that a lot of this is simply TOCD or, Transgender OCD, due to its intrusive nature. In addition, when I first had obsessions about being transgender, I was horrified by them. I was scared to death about becoming that. But then changes came. I saw a girl wearing a waist trainer a few months back, and I couldn't help but feel jealous that she got to wear that. Next, a gay waiter at my job tricked me and a friend by showing me a picture of Carmen Carrera in gymwear. Once I found out that was a trans woman, I got upset because I felt like I wanted to look like that. And the biggest one, one that heightened my anxiety about this to its peak was when I saw that naked selfie of Kim Kardashian in a blonde wig. I just felt like I wanted her body; her curves, her boobs, her hair. In fact, there have been some times where I completely believe that I am transgender. Then I get the urge to masturbate, and once I'm done that belief goes away and I think, "No, I'm fine. Okay, moving on." Also, my family often jokes about my big butt. I suffer from lordosis, a condition where the spine is curved abnormally inward towards the bottom, accentuating ones glutes. I used to be ashamed of it; I wanted to look male through and through. But then these thoughts came, and I started to sometimes admire my big, round booty in the mirror, and I enjoyed smacking it and shaking it. I even tried twerking. Then things got worse. I started to crossdress. I would put on my morphsuit costume (If you don't know what it is, search it up) and I would wear my moms one-peice bikini and stuff tissues in the breasts. Then I put on my sister's lipstick and a wig. I was extremely anxious at first; I didn't want to be transgender. Period. But I tried it again, I just felt turned on and excited by doing this.
In conclusion, half of me (my parents say its my OCD and I hope it is) tells me I want to start Hormone Replacement Therapy and start growing a fuller feminine figure. But the other side of me is like, "MATT! What the hell are you doing?! This isn't you! Snap out of it!"
I don't know which side to listen to. I just wanted to live a normal life. Have a wife and kids, be a father. But then my other side tells me that I want to get breast and butt implants and get a job working as a plus size model for Victoria's Secret.
Thank you for listening to my story, and if you feel that you can help me, please respond. Trust me, this was way more painful for me to write than it may have been for you to read.
-Matthew F.