Your Cruise Consultant Behind The Internet Screen

I have been to the therapist, have heard all the words, but none of it changes that I am disfigured, and lame. I was in an accident, in which two people died. I spent the rest of that year between hospitals and surgeries and I never regained 'me'. I use a lot of 'tricks' to hide the scar on my face, I can walk now with the help of a cane. By walk I mean, from the living room couch to the kitchen table. I otherwise need a chair.

I am also short, my natural height is five one, and to make it all worse, I have my family's German boobs. Big tits are okay on a woman who is five eight, but on a woman who is five one, big tits are completely out of place. When I shower, and stand in the mirror what I see is woman tits. I suppose I have a natural enough bush, but I'd like to have none. I want to see with my own eyes my woman pussy lips, as it is I can't see beneath my tits. Like I said, I've heard all the words.

I had a lot of support from people that don't matter. Doctors doing their job, nurses doing their job, therapist doing their job, but I am a short big breasted woman of thirty five who has a disfiguring scar on my face, and I have to walk with a cane, in a very unnatural gait. The internet is my escape. I am addicted to social media, where no one knows who I really am, and I masturbate with 'toys' I have ordered for that. I like large thick objects of self gratification. But what I really want, is to have some man or animal fuck me, mercilessly fuck me for all the fucking I haven't had.

I have a fixation of female anatomy. Tall lean and fit, like a boxer in the ring. Muscles on her arms, thick thighs, a completely exposed woman's pussy lips, brown, black hair and dark eyes, a lesbian who will break in and eat me until I cry. I want to be 'used', if I could choose I would most definitely go lesbian, who comes with an animal with a big thick dick. Just fuck me and get it over with, for once, let me be the woman that I'm not.

I'm technically not a lesbian, I know that. But a lesbian who's fit, I could be around a woman like that. As to a man I have no idea what type or kind of man. Not anyone of the men that are around me, with soft hands and pale white. A man maybe like a brick layer, with strong hands. Maybe a bossy man, who tells me to shut up. A man who wants to know if his dinner is ready, why his underwear isn't folded in the drawer. "Yes dear", and I run around picking up.

As it is I'm a frustrated small woman, disfigured, with big tits who walks with a pronounced limp. I am self supporting, I work from home (an apartment suitable for a chair) in a job that requires a very nice voice. I'm a call center reservations agent for a cruise line.

So that's it. Maybe one day someone will pay me to get my tits cut off. I want small tits, small enough to fit nicely in my hands. So when I stand I don't have to see these heavy German tits, I'm sick of them.

Thank you and enjoy your cruise,