I'm not a Transsexual, but... (Part 72)
... if I did get anything done it would be a nose job. It's the one thing that always strikes me as masculine about my face in pictures. I'd love to have a pert little button nose!
And maybe get my jaw softened. It's a bit square.
Hmm, better cheekbones, maybe.
And while I was in I'd see about maybe a small boob job. A small one. Nothing that couldn't be hidden under a shirt.
Bum and hip implants too, to give me a nicer outline.
Maybe a bit of lipo. Flat tummy would be nice.
Botox to get rid of the little laughter lines.
But I wouldn't go crazy!
Oh... and the tackle's not going anywhere. Get used to it.
And maybe get my jaw softened. It's a bit square.
Hmm, better cheekbones, maybe.
And while I was in I'd see about maybe a small boob job. A small one. Nothing that couldn't be hidden under a shirt.
Bum and hip implants too, to give me a nicer outline.
Maybe a bit of lipo. Flat tummy would be nice.
Botox to get rid of the little laughter lines.
But I wouldn't go crazy!
Oh... and the tackle's not going anywhere. Get used to it.
And as for fat... any guy that wants an anorexic waif really wants a boy.
Elle McPhearson may be perfect but give me the likes of Caroline Quentin anyday.
Now, back to the anti-psychotics.
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