She-Male

the problem with she-men in whatever categories is still the men - they are gagged, wrapped, and subjugated to a corner fit only for scorn from the she he owns and the world 'she' thinks she owns the result is a man in whatever little percentage there is fighting for a way out he fails and 'she' takes over he is as good as dead a corpse she gladly carries for pleasure the disdains and chidings she excuses herself usually by not giving them even a thought go to any abode of a she man you would get at very doorstep a rancid smell that like the man seems muffled, bound, a smell that fails to hit the apex of its offensivenes a smell that escpaes from a repression that shuttles between pleasure, self denials and sometimes a frightening guilt