This story inspired by the writings of MonikerSmith and XXXecil
Chapter 1 -- A plea answered
It must have been close to 3am, Lee looked at the clock and gave a sigh of hopelessness. He had given up trying to sleep his own regrets and misery once again overwhelmed him. Lee often suffered these moments when darkness would envelope him, forcing another sleepless night. He often laid awake reliving a lifetime of hidden suffering and struggle this night simply one of many, a never-ending cycle of misery.
Lee Thompson was a 30-year-old male, living alone in an average flat recently unemployed. Lee faced just another struggle he did not need and even more uncertainty.
Lee since early childhood realised something was different. He never did fit in and struggled to convince anyone of his masculinity. Everyone always questioned it and it was a painful struggle to pretend, to hide the truth. It was quiet clear to Lee that he deep down was in fact a girl.
For year's Lee tried to be a boy and then a man. 'Being' male was something that seemed to come so naturally to his male friends and yet it was completely beyond him, it was never really in his grasp. His male body was a prison it disgusted him his body hair, his build his own voice. Even the daily need to shave his face was just another bitter reminder of what fate had done to him. His secret was destroying him, eating him from the inside out slowly but surely. Lee knew it would inevitably make him destroy himself.
Lee listened to the sounds of night-time, light traffic in the distance and a silence from the surrounding apartments. It is so quiet outside so many people content sleeping and happy to be the gender they are. It was a peace Lee wanted so badly and yet was never in his grasp no matter how hard he tried.
His thoughts drifted to his birthday his 31st in two days. Lee did not look forward to it. Why? It was just another year of suffering from something, that mysterious something that must have went wrong in the womb so many years ago. This mistake this error trapped Lee the girl inside a male body.
Lee did not want to get up in the morning. As so often happened his thoughts would drift to what could have been, Clothes shopping, dates, dancing just being able to show his emotions. His emotions he learned early in life were far stronger than what a typical male experiences.
He could not suppress them like a real man not without great effort and despised the male taboo of showing emotions. This taboo 'he' was forced to live with even though he was not really naturally capable of adhering to it. Lee often wondered obsessively in fact, what could have been. To live his life as the girl he truly was inside he whimpered quietly to himself in misery.