Inspiration to girls who think 'real' straight guys will never accept them...
Hi Girls,
I'm back for a while. Dunno if some of you remember me and my stories and scandalous life in 2014 and my dramatic story of escaping my 3rd world country in 2011 and taking a huge risk leaving Europe to go to Thailand for SRS in 2014 and how I escaped many airports as Zurich without proper European papers and trying to come back again to Europe with expired visas.
Anyways I've left prostitution since mid 2016 and I've got recently married with a man. I got scammed 2 times by paying supposed friends to marry and legalize me in Europe but finally came a guy who loved me for real.
STORY
So I'm from Spain but was going up and down in France escorting cos Spain is not worth. I was moving up and down WITHOUT PAPERS and sometimes police stopped me in France whether in train stations on in hotel with clients as hotel managers report me when they catch me. I always manage to escape by my poliglot talents. I can speak and neutralize accents of the language I speak. So my excuse was I forgot my ID and gave them fake datas always.
Coming back to my husband story...so I met a super handsome macho homophobic straight guy around mid 2015 and when I was in full life of escorting. Once we were walking on the streets to go watch a movie and he saw some other T Girls on the streets and said 'WTF are these disgusting creatures'. And some other times was making bag jokes on gay people. OMG I was seriously so scared that one day I'd end up getting beaten. (In Spain and other western europe countries it's not the culture to kill as in other countries when clocked but rather beat only)
So as I was post-op, he didn't know anything but after 6 months things were getting very heavy. He neither knew I was trans nor escort. He was falling too seriously and deeply in love with me. Every time I would go France he was sad and I told him I worked supposedly in some temporary jobs. But he started doubting I was escort as every time I came back I was always walking with great bag brands and he sees tons of very expensive perfumes in my room and the TONE he asked me 'how much your perfumes and bags cost I already knew he was doubting and I was right.
We were in an open relationship that time and I've NEVER been in what's a closed relationship in my entire life. The most I could sustain was maximum 2 months and that too forcing myself. I'm too slutty to remain with one person. So he kept on insisting it was now time to close the relationship as he was too much in love with me. I kept on retaining the maximum I could knowing how huge slut & whore I was. But anyways finally I ceded and gave it a try. A try to become a 'normal person' as everyone else. So before closing the relationship I thrashed out truth. I was petrified he would beat me and I had no idea whatsoever how he was gonna take this. So I was beating around the bush again and again and again speaking between the lines of the big secret but he was not grasping anything AT ALL. He rather thought I had a child in France which I was going to see now and then but he doubted the escort thing.
IT'S TERRIBLE TO THRASH OUT 2 HUGE AND SCANDALOUS SECRET OF BEING TRANS & PROSTITUTE AT THE SAME
So I said I'd rather go with the trans thing first cos it was my great concern. It's easier for a straight to accept a female prostitute than a transsexual. So I said I'd go with the most difficult one first. Cos if he accepts this one he might definitely accept the second one too. So there I threw myself in the water. I kept on asking...'DId you ever have any doubt about me about something?'. He said no then I told him well...I'm a girl who was born with defects. It took him a while to realize then said 'OMG no, not that...please'. In the beginning he thought it was a bad joke and in fact was even laughing but soon the laugh would stop...then I thrashed out directly and told him 'I was not born a genetic girl'. He told me 'WHAAAAAAT'...This can't be...you're too feminine to be one and almost absolutely nothing that can notice, you look nothing like those drag queens standing on the streets. (Here they have a mentality that all trans look like the typical obvious girls seen on TV or reality shows). He was breathing heavily and I started crying hysterically as I was scared he would leave me now, I told him if you go I'd probably kill myself. (IN MY ENTIRE LIFE NEVER DID I FEEL LOVED LIKE THIS). I asked him what would you do now? He wouldn't reply AT ALL NOR EVEN SAY A WORD. HE KEPT ON BREATHING HEAVILY FOR 2 HOURS IN SILENCE. (We were on the bed). I kept on convincing him and telling him 'What difference does it make, A FEW HOURS AGO I WAS THE SAME PERSON. AND THERE'S NOT REALLY A BIG DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND A GENETIC GIRL EXCEPT OF HAVING KIDS AND MANY GENETIC GIRLS ARE STERILE TOO, YOU'D ABANDON ME IF I WAS A STERILE GENETIC GIRL? Then he told me 'Look I'm blinded I don't know what to say, give me time to think about it'. I got scared when he left like those other guys who left and evaded diplomatically and never came back. (That's why I became STEALTH in the past, even as pre-op I was stealth (except for clients and I put I was only passive on my escort ads. I couldn't stand ->-bleeped-<-s who would wanna touch my junk let alone penetrate them yucks) I was on tenterhooks for 3 days and he called me back and told we need to talk. He came back and I thought he'd say like 'Sorry I can't, it's too hard, I'm straight, my family wont accept' etc...typical classical excuses. But he told me look, I love you so much to leave you and as you have vagina that's all what counts for me. I will play blind on your past.
He never presented me to his parents and family even uptil today, scared someone in his family with sharp radar clocks me as his family are very homophobic and traditional. More his cousins who about talk ->-bleeped-<- about gays etc...He's scared he'd become a laughing stock. Me and his parents always speak on phone but never meet.
Anyways, now the 'second huge secret' of being escort pffff. I let like 2 weeks sink for him to digest the 1st huge blow and then I thrashed the second one. He told me 'Listen I could accept and made a huge effort for the 1st one but the 2nd one is IMPOSSIBLE TO MAINTAIN IN THE LONG RUN WHATSOEVER. (He is a one-to-one strictly monogamous for serious relationship). I told him listen I needed money urgently to go back to my country as my passport was expiring and there's no way to renew it except returning back to that pit hell. He told me it's ok it's the 'final time I permit you to do this and when you come back 'I'll fix your life'.
With all fear of the world I when back to my ->-bleeped-<-ty country with all those VILE people there and thanks God I managed to renew my passport with my actual face but name and gender remained the same. (Before all was male even face and they wouldn't renew unless expired when I tried in 2010 before stepping Europe, even had a big fight and went upto the Prime Ministers office and Chief Justice to try to talk about changing our laws but all in vain, that's why I left that f***** country) So your name nor your gender WILL NEVER BE CHANGED EVEN YOU HAD SRS. I always wondered what was worse if being is a PRE-OP as other girls of 1st world countries with F written on their passport then passing on the scanners with a penis and being jailed as happened to that Canadian girl once or being a passable post-op but then ALL IS MALE on passport even past face. In Dubai I got stopped by police when returning back after SRS cos my past face was not corresponding my actual face but then Chettawutt's certificates fixed this problem.
So I came back to Europe and we lived together 1 year together. To be honest it was not easy at all. It was the first time ever in my life I enter in a serious serious thing and living with someone. The worse thing is my slutty and nymphomaniac character I had from always that was extremely hard to suppress. We kept on clashing about that as on my social networks many handsome would talk to me and he'd get very jealous and aggressive and break objects.
We just got married few months and he told me he is doing this to help me with papers. I'm now on the way to be a Spanish citizen thanks God but my only impedment is my nymphomaniac attitude which is a volcano wanting to erupt. I'VE NEVER CHEATED HIM A SINGLE TIME BUT IT'S GETTING HARDER & HARDER. This cannot be changed whatsoever just like as a trans I could not change my mind to be a straight man as my family wanted but was just retaining for the sake of family and society. I'm retaining just not to hurt him as he loves me so much but I sincerely don't know how far this story would go...
If you have any advice, I'd be greatful...
My past life turmoils and dramatic story...
https://www.susans.org/forums/index.php/topic,167083.msg1450013.html#msg1450013TRANSITION LIFE SUMMARY
2009: Transitioned Kicked out by family and prestigeous and high paying job, ended up street prostitution, almost got killed by another jealous ->-bleeped-<-, seeking hormones info on Susans with my past Susan account. Worst year of my life. Starting HRT.
2010: Got decent job as trans thanks God, saving money to escape. Lasers hair removal.
2011: Escaping to Europe
2012: Street Prostitution in Spain, Breast Augmentation Implant & Trachea shave
2013: Brothel & Online prostitution in Spain, Nose surgery
2014: SRS Thailand and major turmoils trying to leave Europe back/forth.
2015: Escorting in France
2016: Left Escorting, returned to country to renew passport and reconciliate with family
2017: Married in Spain