FEMME FLOODGATES

THE FEMME FLOODGATES  

Three years ago, guys would ask me on dating apps, "You're not femme, are you?" I'd lower my voice just a little and say, "No, I'm just me. Just a guy." I’ve been comfortable with both my masculine and feminine sides for a long time, having fun turning either one up or down whenever I feel like it.

A friend recently challenged me: "I'd like to see what would happen if you changed your profile to your cross-dressed persona." I laughed it off, saying, "I don't have time for that bullshit!"

A week later, I was on stage performing in drag for a musical theater show. The thought came back to me: Maybe I should. So, I changed my profile to my drag image.

The floodgates opened. In the first week of having "GiGi Starr" on a dating app, I got more messages from guys than I have collectively in all my years of dating. It was crazy. Gay, bi, and even straight men reached out to tell me how sexy and hot they thought I was, and how much they "approved" of my boobs.

The second thing out of most guys' mouths was about my chest. "Great rack," "Your boobs are perfect," "Are your boobs real?" The shock on some of their faces was hilarious. Some guys even stopped talking to me when I revealed that I didn't grow them myself and they weren't surgically inserted.

In fact, I bought them from Amazon—a couple of pairs in different sizes. I can take them off at night, and yes, I am a man, and I am happy being a man. I'm not trans, and I have no desire to be. I love being me, secure in both my masculinity and femininity.

From this new perspective, I've gained a fascinating vantage point on what I'll dare to call the "TRANSdemic" or "TRANS takeover." What's truly surprising is the number of "straight" men lining up to explore this whole cross-dressed thing.

It's not about finding a girl. In this lane, there are no girls. It's about the essence of femininity at a glance, with a hidden, golden prize underneath: a dick they can either suck or get fucked by. About half the men who responded wanted me to fuck them; the other half wanted to fuck me.

Some guys understood when I told them it was a mind-fuck for me—a guy, dressed femme, feeling femme, then hearing them say they want me to fuck them. It makes you wonder what's behind this desire in men.

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Questions for your audience:

• Do you wonder where this desire comes from or what's behind it?

• What creates this desire in men for a feminine partner who is still very much a man?