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The adventures of Suki in KL city

¡°Just when we think we have discovered our ultimate happiness, it is usually gone. It does not last¡±

The up's' and down's'

My boyfriend and me stayed in Brickfields in a very dirty area. I do not mind. I was happy. I am reveling in KL city¡¯s charm. I can come out full time and be with the boy I love. But the happiness did not last long. I wanted to leave him after he started to be very abusive towards me. But before I can go quietly he chased me out of our place. I was left with very little money and very little options.

So I called a number in which my sisters in Ipoh left me before I came down. She said this Kak could help me if I am in trouble down here. Kak introduced me to work in a massage parlour. But after a few weeks, I was asked to do some additional services in relations to sex. I did not want to do it, so a lot of the customers were not pleased with me. I was very depressed then so I turned to gambling as a hobby. But I ended up losing and losing a lot of money until I was saddled with debt ten digits long.

One of my customers from the Philippines came to my aid. He is a businessman and had admired me for long and have asked me repeatedly to be his girlfriend. After being with a couple of men in disastrous relationships, I really am in no mood for another relationship. But in desperation I decided to look for his help. And help me he did. He not only settled my gambling debts, he gave me everything. In a couple of weeks, he rented a place for me to stay in Kelana Jaya, and slowly furnished the apartment and asked me to leave my job before I get hurt.

He was one of the most romantic gentlemen anyone can ever imagine to be with. After moving to Kajang with him, he took me regularly to Mines Resort and Bandar Sunway for fun. We even rode in a boat across Mines¡¯ lake at one night together, and I deep kissed a man for the first time. I was terribly in love and the world is my playground. He gave me so much cash I do not have to worry about anything. My wardrobe is full of the clothes I can wear for any occasion and shoes to fit too.

The first encounter with Estrogen

I met a lot of people at the higher end of society, and getting all the attention during events was a blessing. I felt accepted, and admired and loved. I was like a princess and living out a fairy tale, especially at one instance like when I walked on the carpet of the golden coloured, beautiful royal ballroom at the Palace Of The Golden Horses Hotel. I finally passed as a female and this was the way to live. Later he offered me to work in his office in Shah Alam as his personal assistant. And after my breasts went to C for the first time in my life, I was complete. And as pride goes, I was invincible.

But all in a sudden things changed. He started spending less and less time with me. I was introduced to his acquaintances as different personal identities ranging from his fiancee to his cousin sister. I also felt he was trying to push me to sleep with other men. I can even smell another woman on my own bed sheets. I questioned him on everything, but all I got was more denials and deceit. The last straw came when I woke up all alone one day to find 5 of his friends inside the house. That afternoon I was completely humiliated, violated and torn apart. It was then I knew my fairy tale was tragically over.

I went crazy and berserk. I could not take it. I scoured across my room for my belongings and cash. I know I must get myself away from this man, so I took a cab all the way KL. I cut all my crowning glory away in the washroom there and bought some male attire and wore them with a cap. I went back to Ipoh that evening and stayed in Syuen Hotel for a month. Later, I went up to Chiang Mai to reduce my breasts. I also damaged my face until it became close to just like how it was before I began my hormone pills; dry, scarred like the face of the moon. It hurts. I do not want to be a girl anymore.

      

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