Would you rather be the opposite gender?
 

I know I have a rep for asking weird and creepy questions and they usually spawn out of discussions I have with people. But yeah, pretty straightforward question. Are you satisfied being the gender that you are or do you often wish you were the opposite sex? And if so why?

I can't really answer this question myself, I'm not into a lot of guy stuff like sports and hanging out with other guys and what not, and I find dudes to be pretty disgusting in general and sometimes I do think being a chick would be cooler and more suitable to my personality.

Not a tranny or anything, I know I'm setting myself up for ridicule but that ain't nothing new.

EDIT: Also, this question has two different meanings. One is are you satisfied with the social life that comes with your gender and two is are you comfortable with the body of your gender. If possible try to answer both questions.

I get to wee standing up. That pleases me.

Yes.
I love being a girl, I love having tits and a vajayjay, being able to look good in dresses, having a nice pair of hips.....everything that comes along with being female, even the nasty stuff

although shaving my legs can be obnoxious

I don't think being a dude would be as much fun, plus dudes have balls...I hate balls

I think being an attractive girl would be pretty rad, quite honestly.

But yes, I am satisfied being a male.

wat? you have balls? you're the worst female ever.

I wouldn't mind having tits so I can get served in bars quicker.
Other than that I'm perfectly happy being what I am, and I don't really drink much now anyway.

On the flipside I love wanking off, and masturbating seems it would be more fustrating if I were a broad.

Still I already do a lot of unmanly things, I always pee sitting down. :laughing:

What?! Why an earth would any man do this? I can understand the sit down piss at night, when you just can't be arsed to stand.. but ALWAYS?

I peed sitting down once, and felt unbelievably stupid. I stopped pissing, stood up, and repressed the memory until now.

Christ Michael, it's a typo
(worst typo ever)

but I'm quite sure I don't have balls, according to my weeping uterus