That Moment

I have been femulating for most of my life. As a result, I know how to look and act like a woman. Practice makes perfect.

I assume that sometimes I pass and sometimes I don’t. Unless someone tells me that I pass—which has happened occasionally—how can I know what others think of my presentation? I can’t, so I simply do my best and hope for the best.

Regardless of how others see me, I am satisfied with how I see myself. I have shed my masculinity and embraced my femininity. That isn’t too difficult, since most people see me as a feminine guy, which gives me a head start.

Despite my ability to femulate, I sometimes wonder, “Who am I kidding? I’m not a woman. I’m just another guy who likes to crossdress.”

Then something happens that makes me feel I am not femulating at all. At that moment, I feel that I really am a woman.

I experienced such a moment years ago while attending an IFGE convention in Philadelphia.

At the convention, I attended a presentation by the mother of a young trans girl. Her daughter was very young—still in the single digits.

I have no idea why I chose that presentation. I was not the parent of a trans child. My guess is that none of the other presentations in that time slot interested me, so what the heck?

The mother entered the room with her daughter in tow, walked to the dais and prepared to begin her talk. Meanwhile, she directed her daughter to find a seat in the audience.

The room was nearly full, with more than 100 people in attendance. The girl looked a little lost as she walked up the aisle searching for a seat.

I had an aisle seat. When she reached me, she gave me a big smile and asked me to pick her up so she could sit on my lap!

I was speechless.

She sat on my lap for the entire 45-minute presentation. She was perfectly behaved—a real little lady—and afterward, her mother thanked me for “babysitting.”

I don’t know why her daughter chose me over everyone else in that room, which included cisgender women as well as the male-to-female majority.

Whatever the reason, I passed with motherly colors!

Outfoxing Fox

Friday, I wrote about the problem accessing this blog using Firefox. The fix is on my to-do list. Meanwhile, an anonymous reader described a workaround. It worked for anonymous and should work for other Firefox users. It requires modifying a Firefox setting, as follows: Firefox Settings > Privacy and Security > DNS over HTTPS - advanced settings > Manage exceptions > add: femulate.org 

Wearing Shein

 

Marius Goring femulating in French television’s The O Agency Files:

The Old Ladies Club. 

Click here to view this femulation on YouTube.