trans/gender-bending/androgyny fantasies

[woman_inside]

More or less in order of when I first had them:

-Fantasies that, by some magical means, I got to experience multiple special days in a girl's development, namely: first noticing swollen nipples, first noticing pubic hair, first time shaving my legs, wearing my first bra, first period, sometimes outgrowing my first bra, and losing my virginity.

-Gynecomastia fantasies: That I as a teen began developing breasts, which I hid at first with bandaging and so forth, then I was in charge of babysitting a baby whose mother wasn't lactating, and I secretly let it suck on my nipples as a pacifier, but then my breasts began lactating, which I couldn't hide for long, and then I was actually, for the baby's health, made to nurse it full-time. In the original version of it I remember a final scene of me in a knee-length white dress, with legs and armpits shaved, openly nursing a baby with my then fully womanly breasts, in front of a group of women, also in dresses. In later versions, I fantasize with first wearing a nursing bra and a woman's top for comfort and gradually switch to wearing women's stuff, or alternatively as part of my role as wetnurse I'm made to wear a maid's uniform, in either case my whole body feminizes over time (and, if not made to wear a uniform from the start, as my figure changes I start wearing panties and women's pants and one significant day I give up on any pretense of maleness, and instead of dressing in tomboyish outfits, I shave my legs and armpits, put on a summer dress and makeup and high heels) and shorty after eventually weaning the baby I have a period. I eventually get married as a virgin bride, we move to my husband's hometown, he knows I wasn't always a girl but nobody else there does and nobody has any reason to suspect as I give birth about 9 months after the wedding.

I'd love to hear others' fantasies.

 

[woman_inside]

Well, for me they're closely associated with arousal, even though you're right that there are major non-sexual elements in them.

 

[LucyH]

Sometimes I want to be that stereotypical protective boyfriend/husband kind of person and do the kind of stuff I always say there's no reason a guy should have to do just 'cause he's a guy. I want to be the one who lends his girlfriend his jacket on a slightly chilly night and pretends he isn't cold. The one who deals with bugs and does all the dirty jobs so she doesn't have to. The one who picks up the bill for dinner and doesn't think twice about it. The one who tells her over and over that she's beautiful until she believes it. The one who takes the heavy end when moving furniture. I want to be able to pick her up and carry her or twirl her around.

As it happens, there's no practical reason I can't do that stuff. So I do most of it in one way or another, imagining that I am that guy. I may be lightly built, with barely a whisper of testosterone in my body, but ask me to get a lid off a jar for you or something, and I get a surge of strength that lets me do things I probably couldn't have done for myself.

Sometimes I fantasize about getting married again, but this time I'm a man marrying a woman (or some approximation thereof), and this time it magically works out because the problem was that I was never meant to be a bride. If only it were really so easy.

Somewhat related: Just last week, I finally came up with an answer to the question of what kind of animal I'd be if I were an animal. I'd be an enormous Clydesdale draft horse - a ton of muscle and warm fur with patience and the power to get stuff done. Now I know there are mares that fit that description, but I don't think I'd be a mare.