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Date Posted: 10:47:34 11/26/12 Mon
Author: Sandy
Subject: Femininst Mom

My mother is a feminist, who does not believe in marriage. Instead, she believes in finding good genetic stock in a male and having him father a child for her. So, neither my Older sister Leslie nor I have any idea who our different fathers are. When Leslie was born my mother decided she did not want to raise a child who thought of herself as limited by her gender. So, Les was not raised as a boy or a girl, but in a kind of feminine unisex way. She had a hair cut that could belong to a boy or a girl and most of her clothes left her gender in doubt. Mom just introduced her as "My child Leslie."

On the other hand, mom did not want Les to miss out on the special feeling and power that feminine finery brings. So her few dresses were fabulous -- not K-Mart specials, but designer brands for children.

When I was born 5 years later mom was very happy with how Les was turning out and saw no reason to raise me any differently. I wore pants and tops that were a bit feminine for a boy, but masculine for a girl. As mom thought it was crude to stand to pee, I sat and as I did, I had no need for flies in my pants or panties. When the occasion called for dressing up, Les and I were both in designer dresses. We also had feminine hair dos and matching nail polish.

Of course Les noticed that I was made different than her, but mom just told her that children came with various kinds of plumbing, but that was no reason to treat them differently. Of course people ooed and ahed over how pretty both Les and I were in our dresses and I enjoyed being the center of such positive attention.

We did not attend public or private school but had a live-in tutor, Mary, who later was mom's lover. Les and I have similar training. We learned math, history (with a feminist spin), science, and literature (mostly female authors). Our toys ranged from dolls to building sets.

When it came to puberty time, mom and Mary told me that unless something was done, I would not look cute in dresses much longer. As that meant a lot to me, I had a managed puberty. I got just enough hormones and blockers to stay androgynous while being a fertile male.

When I was 15 Les introduced me to Cathy, one of her younger friends at college who was just 18. Cathy was gorgeous, but shy of boys. Les had told her that I was male, but otherwise more like a girl than a boy.

She'd never met a sissy before, but she was very accepting -- even fascinated. We became girl friends and went places together. She wanted me to look more femme when we went out, so I started wearing make up regularly and letting my hair grow into more feminine styles. One evening when we were walking on the beach in the moon light, she took me in her arms and kissed me. After that we started dating. We tried to keep the change quite, but Cathy, mom and Mary son figured it out.

Mom made me wait till I was 18 to have real sex. Of course Cathy and I had been doing other things in the mean while. The weekend after my birthday, Cathy took me to a beach cottage and saw that I lost my virginity properly. She asked me to be her wife. I said yes, and mom and Mary gave their blessings.

We married the summer after she graduated. We both wore pants suits. I thought of wearing a wedding dress, but could not do it. I worked as a jewelry sales person at a department store while she got her M.B.A. Now she is a C.P.A. and I'm raising our two boys as mom and Mary taught me.

Sandy

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