Growing Out
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

Hormones don’t reduce the size of your chin or your nose, or your hands and feet, but in all other respects they can work true miracles.

My hair for instance. I had worn it long before, but it still seemed like man hair. It is not like that now. It is soft and shiny and falls across my shoulders and down my back like a silken cascade. Believe it or not, this is my natural color – dark brown with a touch of auburn that lightens as exposed to the sun.

And these are my natural breasts. I don’t need implants. I have all the volume I need, and now the shape has filled out from the little cones I started with when I first took HRT. And they still remain perky enough for me to get away with not wearing a bra. But I don’t want them to get saggy so I do wear one … and just because I like the feminine feeling only a bra can give.

And I am growing out an extra level of skin too. They call it the adipose layer. It is the layer of fat that is thicker in women than in men. It is what makes us soft to the touch. Now that I am smooth all over and I use body lotion daily, my skin is like silk over taffeta. I feel so much more. I can feel the roughness of a man’s hands – not that I disapprove.

I had hands like that once, but not any more. I look after myself. I am growing the man out of me, and loving it.

The End

© Maryanne Peters 2023