“Mmm good morning baby “groans Karlie, setting her green eyes on the sight of her girlfriend freshly out of the shower with her hair still wet and a bi, puffy white towel wrapped around herself. Taylor smirks looking at Karlie who looks incredibly sexy having just woken up. Her hair is disheveled and stuck to her face. A thin sheet covers her naked body, covering the damage Taylor did to her abdominal muscles and chest. "Are we going out today? Wait, never mind its Thanksgiving and we have to start your annual bake sale.” jokes Karlie, getting a scornful look from the blue eyed girl, who was busy brushing out the tangles in her hair. “No one is asking you to help Karls. You can always sit back and do nothing like you do 24/7,” laughs Taylor, making Karlie stick out her tongue at her. “Or you can help me taste the food and see if it’s edible or not,” Karlie smiles happily at her girlfriend. “Now that sounds like my cup of tea "the model lifts her weight off the bed, dropping the sheets off her long , tan body and making her way over to Taylor who’s caught her body moving towards her from the side of the mirror . "Get in the shower stinky. I’ll pick out your outfit if you want, we just have to get to moms house early so we can be prepared for the entire Swift family arrival and of course your very own lovely parents.”
THIS IS IMPORTANT TO UNDERSTANDING THIS COMIC: this is part of a serious autobio series I started months back to document my gender transition. These took place months ago, during the early days, when I was very visibly trans. I’d only been on hormones for 5 months.
My parents making efforts to switch pronouns. It took them time, but they did it. I’m so fortunate to have their support. They mentioned that my living at home, being a constant presence, definitely helped speed up the process. If I was in another state, out of sight, out of mind, it would have taken ages.