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  1. In A Word... 1 2 3 4

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  2. Down There! 1 2 3

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  3. Relationships 1 2 3 4

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  4. Nap Time! 1 2

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  5. Socially Acceptable 1 2 3 4

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  6. Crossing Over 1 2

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  7. Does That Make Me Crazy... 1 2

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  8. Vices 1 2

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  9. Snack Time!

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    • my mom is making me stop diapers  because one i am not incontence   2  i took  it too far    like involved others rather than  keeping  private    but i dont want to    i watnt to wear and use private   and move on  
    • "J'ai l'air mignon." I commented upon seeing the picture. My tone was one of surprise but it was clearly happy surprise. In the past week I'd begun to grow accustomed to my new body. I was used to washing it and dressing it and so I had a sense of my own changed physicality but curiously I still didn't really picture my face as my own yet. I was sort of shy of my own reflection, hence being shy of having my picture taken. Everytime I looked in the bathroom mirror after brushing my teeth I felt a little bit of the shock I'd experienced the first time I'd seen my transformed reflection. However, no matter how I felt, and what sense of loss I felt for seeing my familiar masculine face again, this was who I was now, and I needed to start embracing that. My pleased reaction to the photograph was a start. I'd felt that I looked cute. Feeling cute in the Sunday dress earlier at the clothes store was another small victory. I felt like I could get there in the end and find acceptance. It was only the letter of reaction from my family which seemed to loom over the process. I distracted myself from that dark thought by engaging in more photographs. It made me feel better about myself to see that I looked cute. As strange a statement as it sounded even in my own thoughts, I felt better about myself knowing that I looked like a normal girl. I think in my head because of my shocking transformation I'd poisoned my body image and thought I must be some sort of freak but of course, really nobody except for me and Andrej had seen the before and after of my transformation, and so for anyone else they simply saw and knew 'Jo' the girl. "Plus..." It was dictonary time again. "Viac." I translated with uncertain pronunciation. And so we took more pictures myself maneuvering around the platform as Milan gestured, feeling a little awkward as I attempted to pose. Followed by myself taking a turn behind the camera and photographing Milan. I don't know if I was any good at taking photographs but It was nice to be involved.  Eventually we were finished and so it was time to head to back home before the sun started to get low. Stepping down from the hole in the floor onto the ladder was difficult and a slow process for me, I always felt unsteady. I hoped Milan didn't think I was a wimp. As walked along the trail back down the hill we came across a stream and the sound of the trickling water immediately prompted a strong pang from my bladder. I could tell already, from humiliatingly having wet myself a couple of times in the week, that I wouldn't be able to hold it for very long. "Kde je toaleta?" I asked urgently. Knowing I wouldn't make it all the way back to the village.  
    • Master, is this a fulltime position or can it be done remotely?
    • I am wearing my last Fluffy Fly diaper this morning...but of course my diaper is wet and messy. No plans to change right away, in fact I will be going out for a run in my wet and poopy diapie. A case of Little Kings was delivered two days ago.
    • I would say the longest is about 14 hours, 12 hours wet, and 3 hours messy. Thank goodness for Vaseline and J&J or Baby Magic Baby Lotions. I am up this morning and probably wet for 8 hours and now messy for close to an hour.
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