My life as a woman
Before you read this, you must understand that I am a man. However, I sincerely believe that in a past life I was a woman. I don't know that woman's name, or when she lived, or anything else about her. But there are days when I can feel her in me. Controlling me.
I feel like her control over me has grown more strongly in the past few months. I wish to dress in more flowing garments, and would like to grow my hair out (which would not be good as I'm billiard bald.) I've found that I've grown a certain fondness for bathing and loofah scrubs. I use eye shadow now, to great effect.
Now, this afternoon, I noticed blood in my urine. It was akin to a heavy flow, like the kind my deceased sister used to have. My areolae have also increased in circumference and area and are more sensitive.
Do I think I am becoming a woman, in the physical sense? No. But I do believe that mentally I am becoming increasingly feminized and now hunger for a man's touch. I know now I must become that strange woman from an unknown past.