Tuesday, August 2, 2016

My husband after 20 weeks on hormones


Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Tomorrow will be fifteen weeks since my last post, and more importantly, 20 weeks since Ellie started her MTF hormone replacement therapy.  A lot has happened in the past 15 weeks, and in terms of Ellie’s female development, fairly dramatic changes have occurred.  For the first three months of hormone therapy, changes were subtle.  If one was not looking for them, they may have gone unnoticed, but over the last two months there have been more obvious changes.  Ellie’s skin is softer and in combination with makeup, which she has become accomplished at using, her face is viewed by all as the face of a female.  Her hair is much longer, was always full, and with a great cut (done by my own stylist and former lover, Angela – read my previous posts!), she really has become pretty.  Ellie was always slender and hormones have started to change her shape to a slightly hourglass figure.  Her breasts are small, but her boobs are definitely a girl’s boobs.  She enjoys wearing pretty (and expensive) bras and they are a necessary part of her daily attire. 

She reported to me that from her first day on hormones she felt more emotionally comfortable.  From my perspective she is FAR more emotional, and particularly easy to cry when she sees things that trigger her emotions.  Types of scenes that trigger tearful outbursts (or quiet tears) include sad news on televised news casts, happy or sad old people or kids, particularly babies, puppies, kids with puppies, etc. etc. etc.

Her genital response is not as great during intimate activity, but she actually is more “thirsty” for affection.  There is no limit to the amount of attention she will give my body during our lovemaking.

We started this phase of our lives with the expectation (more like a hope) that we would adopt dominant (me) and submissive (Ellie, formerly Ross) roles in our relationship.  In the early stages, I grew to love the power I had over Ross (It was a BIG turn on), but as Ross has changed into Ellie, the desire and frequency of being a harsh dominant has faded.  My role in our relationship is still as the superior partner, and Ellie is as assuredly the submissive, but it has become natural, normal and comfortable and I spend very little time expressing my dominant nature overtly.

I shared months ago that Ellie works in health care and is highly regarded for her professional performance.  There have also been others (at least two) who have made the male-to-female transition on the job in her work place.  Her co-workers tend to be nonjudgmental, love her work, have gone through the process of welcoming other transwomen into the work place, and the human resources department is experienced in this process.  Especially considering that Ellie has arrived at a point where it is becoming difficult for her to present as male, we have decided for her to begin living as a female full-time.  We are going on vacation until August 15, and when Ellie returns to work she will return as a female.

I don’t have a sense that anyone reads this blog.  I have only received one comment in the entire time I have been writing.  It is my sense that people want to read the “steamy stuff,” so for those whose blog taste runs more to the carnal topics, here is a little information about our love life in M-T-F transition.  Ellie has a Prince Albert piercing on her (shrinking) penis and often wears a chastity device when her clothes bottoms don’t reveal her genital outline and also much of the time when she is at home, including always when we have sex.  Her responsibility in our intimate relationship is to provide for my gratification and she is very attentive to that.  I do fuck her with a strap on regularly and have found a way to do that, that stimulates me to orgasm.  Her developing nipples are sore and puffy all the time, but while I fuck her, her pain threshold goes up and I can play with her puffy nipples simultaneously while entering her.  This clearly puts her in sub space and arouses her simultaneously.