Waking up in the crop top doesn’t give the same illusion that I have little breasts like a padded bra does, but it’s still quite nice.
I went out to the bathroom in just knickers and crop top, which is a small risk of being caught (in the unlikely event that Emma got up early) but I care less about the risk than I used to. Albeit that I know getting caught out in female underwear is a bad way to come out.
Just been for a two mile run. In the rain. Wasn’t too bad, although still very slow and I struggle with the hills. I do wish I was running in leggings though.
I have taken another slight risk now and am wearing a crop top under my shirt. It’s quite a thick shirt so should be ok and I do feel comforted feeling the stretch around my chest. Wish I could be wearing a proper bra though.
My wife went out for a while this afternoon. I’ve taken the opportunity to shave my legs. Smooth legs feel amazing and so feminine. I’ve put tights on again under my jeans and they feel so different to yesterday and so much nicer.
I think the reason I have started taking a few risks is that I am so ready to come out and begin transitioning. I still don’t know how to have that conversation but it feels like it is going to happen soon.
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