The Rod of Gender Transformation Ch. 8

Hey, Reddit! Hopefully this is the right place for this. A friend recently came out to me as trans, and she said that she thinks I might be trans as well. I guess I just wanted to see what you all think based on the evidence.

According to my friend, cis guys don’t generally think/fantasize about being girls. Can anyone confirm if that’s true? It doesn’t sound right to me, and I don’t think my friend group is a big enough sample size to poll.

Anyway, part of what prompted this was that I asked this friend, who’s the DM of our ongoing D&D campaign, if we could introduce an item that magically changes a character’s gender. It doesn’t force you to act stereotypically or erase your past identity or anything, just gives you a new body and relevant skills, and we agreed that it should only be used on a character if the player consented. My character used it on himself–now herself–at the first opportunity just cuz, IDK, I wasn’t really vibing with the character and felt like she would work better as a girl.

Anyway, I think about what it would be like to be a girl occasionally (maybe about once every few weeks or so, sometimes more if things remind me), and I’ll admit I don’t really like what I see when I look in the mirror. That’s pretty normal though, right? I mean, lots of people aren’t happy with the way they look. That’s why, like, makeup and surgery and stuff are big industries. And I mean, of course I think I’d look cuter as a girl–I like girls! Girls are cuter than guys, IMO. I think that’s a pretty normal thing for a straight guy to think. Although I guess I feel like I’d be cuter if I was a girl even if I wasn’t actually cuter in, like, the hierarchy of cuteness within a gender, if that makes sense? Like, being an average looking girl sounds good too. Anyway, sorry, this is probably too long.

TL;DR I wanted to play a girl character and I sometimes think about how my life would be better if I was a girl. Does that seem like solid evidence that I might be transgender?

He submitted the post, gritted his teeth, and waited.

And waited…

Six hours later, he checked again. Finally, his post had comments. And not just one… two!

The first was less than helpful.

No one can tell if you’re trans or not. You just have to figure out how you feel about things. Also, I feel like this might be a troll post. It seems too perfectly eggy.

The second comment was… a little better, at least.

Rather than sitting around and thinking really hard, which will probably just work to stress you out, I’d suggest going and trying things! I know it can be intimidating and/or scary and feel like you’re doing something wrong if you do stuff like try girl clothes, but at least it sounds like you have an understanding friend who could help support you. Maybe you two could try new things together? And if you figure out that you do prefer wearing girl clothes and looking like a girl and stuff… then do it!

Well, that seemed like good advice. He probably wasn’t gonna follow it, though. That sounded really stressful. He couldn’t imagine asking any girls he knew if he could borrow their clothes, and going into the mall and looking at, like, panties seemed maybe even worse. He’d probably die of embarrassment, especially if random people walking by decided it was their business and laughed at him or called him a pervert or something.

After all, it’s not like he felt intense dysphoria or wished that he was a girl every day. Honestly, the whole thing felt like it would be safer and easier if he just sorta… swept these feelings under a rug. Sure, maybe he sometimes fantasized in down moments about how nice it would be to be a girl. But it sounded so difficult to actually tackle, with such a high chance of people being shitty to you about it. Did he really want to deal with that, if he did end up being trans? It seemed like a whole can of worms. Pandora’s box.

His mind then turned to Brianna. He knew she’d probably have to deal with a bunch of crap from the idiots that went to their school–probably including some of the current D&D players–and he was fully prepared to (metaphorically) beat up anyone who went after her. After all, she was one of his oldest and closest friends, and even if she could be weirdly stiff and obsessed with nerdy shit and bad at reading some social cues, he wouldn’t trade her for anyone else in the world.

But maybe… he could take some risk himself, to help her? Yeah. He would go with her to try on girl clothes, if she wanted, and even try some on himself, maybe. Not because someone on Reddit told him to–but because it might help his friend feel a little more safe and normal.