Did I give up my manhood for a lie? (Patreon)

They lied when they said that this would get easier.

I never got used to it. I never enjoyed it.

Every day, I wake up in a body that feels wrong, I put on clothes that still seem alien to me. Pulling them snug against parts I shouldn’t have, and places where I know something is missing. I look at a beautiful woman in the mirror that I don’t recognize as me.

When I was a man, I never thought about gender. I was who I was supposed to be. Manhood was the core of my identity. My most precious thing.

Which is why Prophet Samuel chose it to be my sacrifice. By surrendering my manhood, I showed my true devotion to the community and the prophecy of Inferno.

But the day of Inferno came and went with no conflagration. Prophet Samuel has vanished, leaving us, his feminized harem girls to wonder, was any of it true or were our families right, were we in a cult?