Trans Fluid Fantasy

This book doesn’t try to explain what you are.

It shows what it feels like to live as yourself without constantly translating it for other people.

Inside are illustrated moments and lines that sit somewhere between thought and observation,

the kind of things you recognize without needing them spelled out. Small shifts.

Quiet wins.

The parts of being trans that don’t make it into speeches or posts,

but still matter. Especially those.

It doesn’t frame identity as a problem to solve or a story that needs a neat arc.

There’s no pressure to justify anything here.

Just a collection of pages that meet you where you already are,

even on the days you don’t feel particularly sure of yourself.

The illustrations hold space without overexplaining. 💙💜🤍

The words don’t push. They land, or they don’t, and that’s enough.

This is for the version of you that exists when no one is watching.

The one that doesn’t need to be fixed, polished, or argued into existence. 🏳️‍⚧️

Ever wanted to feel desire in every nerve ending?

The Trans Touch: Thrust. Tremble. Taste pulls you into heat, skin-on-skin tension, and electric moments you won’t forget. Every fold, every curve, every pulse, alive and craving. Dive in and feel it for yourself.

And when the pages close, you’ll still feel it lingering on your skin. (link below)

Amazon.com: The Trans Touch: Thrust. Tremble. Taste eBook : Rosewood, Eleanor: Kindle Store