what is it about?

- About gender. It is necessary to come up with this. No, it’s not necessary to invent, of course, all possible states have been tried by psychos for a long time, but only a psycho could declare it a norm to be reckoned with.

- Katya, what are you talking about?

- Well, how do you not understand? It is obvious. Men and women have different body structures and brains from birth, these differences are compounded by hormones, but this has never defined a person as a person. Well, that is, the concept of gender does not determine anything, in fact. A man is not necessarily a mountain of muscles, not necessarily a steelworker, and he doesn’t even have to behave like a macho man. You don't even have to act like a man. These are concepts of honor and stereotypes. A man who has even devoted himself completely to the hearth, even putting on women's clothes both at home and on the street, will forever remain a man. No, of course, it happens that he feels like a woman, but this is not a social one! This is psychology. Deviation. He always has a reason and you can localize and remove it or bring your body into line with it. Or seek a compromise. But to introduce an intermediate understanding of social sex with a bunch of fractional values ​​is complete absurdity. You cannot stock up on all shades, especially if a person is in public one, in a family of another, a third plays a social role, and in bed he likes to play someone else.

- You apparently did not penetrate. So, you will reflect on this topic, and we will discuss it, for example ... it smells like burning!

Jumping up, the sisters quickly localized the smell emanating from the stewed vegetables, removed them from the heat and checked the rest of the dishes just in case. The rest of the food was still alive, most of the vegetables were also saved, and the conversation somehow ended by itself.

- Listen, how do you know all these things? Among peers, I have not met anyone who spread such knowledge - Katya asked, - Didn’t you come up with everything yourself?

- Well, remember, at the age of fifteen I had a prolonged depression? - reddened, began Natasha.

- I remember.

- And I refused to go with you on vacation and stayed at home ...

- Yes Yes. You do not stop!

- Then, left alone at home, with the recently connected Internet, I came across a porn site. You know, porn itself did not cause me shock for a long time, but here its quantity and abundance led me to ecstasy. I hung out there all day, I slept like a horrible word and overtook information in tons. Well, at least the Internet was unlimited. Then I opened the sex forums. People tell, ask, share, and assume that how, where, why, why, and how often they should do. There, in just a couple of days I discovered the concepts of fetish, homophilia, homo-, bi-, trans - and pansexuality, - having met her sister Nath’s condemning look, she sighed, - I will explain to you later about them. So, I learned that girls get pleasure not only and not so much from fat objects in the vagina, but from general sexual arousal and stimulation of the clitoris. How delighted I was, because from the age of thirteen I could not masturbate, as it was in porn, it was very painful for me, and I didn’t know why. But, at the same time, I just burned with desire. And, having learned that my new clit could serve me a bit, I began to masturbate. I did it all day, coming off only when it was impossible to endure.

It gave me such pleasure that I put up with my “peculiarity”. When I was exhausted, I fell asleep, and, waking up, began to shovel the Internet in search of new impressions. And then I came across painted pictures, one of which depicted a girl with widely spread hips. Her sex lips were censored, and not the place of the clitoris, also censored, a huge rod topped with a red head towered.From this view, I was excited to cut in the stomach and finished, not even having time to pull off her panties. So I learned about futanari, fictional creatures that combine female and male sex characteristics. It didn’t take long for me to learn about hermaphrodites — creatures that are quite real for themselves. And then I came across specialized forums where various types of hermaphrodites shared their experiences, problems, experiences and hopes. Forgetting about porn, I spent hours reading the stories of mothers whose children turned out to be hermaphrodites, hermaphroditic fathers, who throughout their lives considered themselves women and tried to start a family and so on. And above all these were the moderators: competent in many matters, people following the forum for order. Of all of them, one caught me in his own style - delicate, thin, fragile and slightly absurd. I took him for a very long time for a girl and in the first conversation I called him in the feminine gender. He drew my attention to this only at the end of the conversation, stressing that he personally didn’t care, his opinion is not based on his gender, but he does not want to mislead me. He became my teacher in matters of society and gender, history of the issue and mass culture ... I'll tell you later. Something mom is delayed.

At the same moment the doorbell rang. The sisters went to meet. Being agitated before the conversation, Natasha took her sister by the hand and squeezed slightly. Katya responded to the pressure and immediately took her hand, but the whole dinner Natasha felt the warmth soothing warmth of her hand.