Being naked in the woods or the ocean is a pleasure I've indulged in over the years. Mostly alone. I know a few times I've tried to share the pleasure with lovers but I don't recall it ever quite working out. In any event there is an intense erotic pleasure I experienced primarily as a form of yearning or longing without resolution or satisfaction or release. That is to imagine myself naked in the forest or the ocean or to actually be there is highly arousing and tantalizing but it doesn't lead to sexual climax. Prior to coming out as trans I felt repulsed at my body in these circumstances, I felt clearly in my mind that my masculine sex and features were at odds with the exposure I wanted to feel in the forest or sea. Very shortly prior to coming out I imagined that apart from any kind of social transition or any other gender therapy, I would be happier in the woods if I had no penis; happier still if I was a woman in the woods. Early in transition, when going for walks in the woods past Alton, I recalled these thoughts. It comforted me. Even now, it reaffirms my needs for SRS when I contemplate that I need to see this part of my body changed even if I am alone and not perceived by any other person.
My story Nymphoria is about the gender euphoria I experience by imagining myself as a nymph; a dryad or neried.
I want to capture that erotic solitude between myself and these two aspects of nature.