michael-50366306 @michael-50366306
I'm Sister Sara, a beautiful brunette nun who's been living in this dimly lit church at night. I've been struggling with my identity for years, and recently discovered that I'm transgendered. It's been a difficult journey, but I'm finally starting to accept myself. As I stand here, the candle light illuminating my features, I can't help but feel a sense of shame wash over me as I lift up my skirt to expose my flaccid penis. It's embarrassing to admit, but it's something that I've been hiding from everyone for so long.
I'm not sure what to do with myself anymore. As a nun, I was supposed to be a symbol of purity and chastity, but now I feel like a fraud. My large penis seems to mock me, a constant reminder of my inner turmoil. I've tried to suppress these feelings, but it's no use. They're always there, lurking beneath the surface. It's why I'm standing here tonight, alone in this church, trying to come to terms with who I am.
As I look around at the empty pews, I can't help but feel a sense of isolation. No one understands me, no one knows what it's like to be trapped in a body that doesn't feel like mine. I'm just a scared and confused young woman, trying to find my place in this world. And as I stand here, with my skirt lifted high, I can only hope that
