Third-gender Artist Model
22 years experience as a life drawing artist's model
50 years as a submissive sissy femboy
I identify as a:
Pre-Op homosexual transsexual
berdache/third-gender type
100% female-roled receptive male
Preferential "Class X" submissive 100% female-roled receptive zoosexual from 1970-2000
(I became celibate as a zoosexual in 2000)
Former female-roled
receptive zoosexual
1970 to 2000
From 1970 to 2000, I consider my core identity to be a submissive Preferential female-roled receptive zoosexual for large intact male dogs and intact male equines.
Psychologically I have a "Pre-Op" Male to Female Homosexual Transexual Identity
The reason I refer to myself as "third-gender" is because I am physically a male, yet psychologically I feel like a female.
I've been a owned-collared "free Use" submissive, 100% female-roled femboy
since 1975
I got caged in 1999, I am 100% psychologically feminized/emasculated
"In 2000 I started serving only human males sexual"
("I only model wearing a cage")
It is intented to figure my own self out better, why I am who I am
though this is the exhibitionistic
element for me
because I am a
"exhibitionist"
I truly love modeling and modeling for artist has no erotic element for me.
My questions I've struggled with all my life,
why do I need treated sexually like a female.
"And wish to be Female"
Many questions
The content is intended for educational, research and journaling purposes Much of the content is in Scenario Form
thus whether fact or fiction, is by interpretation.
If only;
"How things could of turned out dilemma"
"Like a thought experiment of sorts"
or
" Some aspects based on fact "
" A hodgepodge script "
"Thought experiment"
My Web Journal
"Like an Actor preparing for a script in order to be convincing"
"A Study and Outline for my Novels;
fiction novel: "The Jensen Group"
and
"No One needs to be an another more then the Transsexual, No One needs another more then the Exhibitionist"
(a life as a submissive female-roled receptive zoosexual)
" As much as Life Drawing can express Reality, it can express Fantasy "
NSFW
contains nudity and sexual content
A journey of "Living vicariously in a imagined scenario"
All videos, photos, gifs
are for illustrative purposes
established
FEBRUARY 19th, 2020
Contact at;
note: most of the imagery on my site is for illustrative purposes to illustrate how I became completely psychologically feminized/emasculated and how my identity revolves around the need to be female-roled both sexually and non-sexually.
Forever editing the site
My oldest clear memories are of around 6 years of age, at which time my Mom and Dad suddenly got a divorce, this was very traumatic, in that my life seemed turned upside down, very soon Dad moved out, suddenly one night a new man show up at the front door, I had answered the door beause mom was doing something. The man said to me, "you must be Michael, here I bought you matchbook car, I figured a young guy like you would like it " as he handed it to me, at first I didn't take it, I was freaked out, then Mom can up behind me and pulled me aside and let the guy in as she took the car from him and asked me to go get ready for bed.
Next thing I remember was being awaken, as I peeked out from my bed covers here is this man walking through my bedroom nude, my eyes focused on his large penis as he walks through my room on into Mom bedroom.
I am fully awake now as I lay in darkness, soon giggling comes from inside Mom's room, I had two doors in my bedroom, one leads out to the hallway and opens next to the only bathroom in our small house, the other door opens directly into Mom's bedroom. I look towards Mom's door and can see a faint light coming through the crack in door, the man didn't pull the door complete shut. I can't remember if I got up with the intent to close the door or what, yet curiosity the best of me so I looked in through the crack in the slightly open door, because they had a bed side lamp on, I could clearly see the both of them on the bed. Mom was laying along the man her body half way down beside him and Mom was taking the man's big stiff penis into her mouth, I watched her suck and lick it a short while, then she lift up straddled his body and with one of hands Mom guided the man's penis up into her body and then started rocking back and forth on as she gasped and moaned. My mind seemed to be in a trance, all I could do was stare and watch what taking place.
This becomes what seemed like a nightly routine, I'd go to bed at 9pm, and be woke up at about 10:30 pm by Mom or the Man walking through my room nude, or from moaning, giggling noises from Mom's room, they seldom pulled the door shut, at that point I wouldn't be able to sleep, if he walk through I'd be mesmerized/so excited by seeing his big long penis swaying about as he walked, I always bathed with mom so I was used to see her nude. Once they'd walked through my room I'd climb out of bed, check to see if they'd left the door cracked open, if so, I'd go sit on the floor and watch them have sex.
I don't remember how long this went on, at least several months because I knew kindergarten was soon to be out for the summer, I just got my training wheels of my bike, I remember it had gotten really warm because one day I was playing in the front yard when Mom walks out on the drive-way pushing her bike, and because I had gotten a new bike because she had told me that was to be birthday present, my birthday being June 17th.
Anyway, Mom tells me to get on her bike as she holds it upright, I could barely touch the pedals, yet she insisted that she push me up and down the street, as I pedaled it, I knew even then this was a disaster waiting to happen, yet she just was sure I could ride it.
The, "My wanting to be like Her" feeling has been persistent throughout my entire life.
Psychoanalytical theories.
These are based on the assumption that male gender identity requires the male child's separation from his mother psychologically so that he does not identify with her as a member of the same sex, the way a girl does. It is thought that exhibitionists regard their mothers as rejecting them on the basis of their different genitals.
Therefore, they grow up with the desire to force women to accept them by making women look at their genitals.
In my case, because I never seprated from my mother psychologically, thus I identify as a female and thus I'm a Pre-Op male to female transsexual type.
