SpirelleArt shares an autobiographical look at growing up intersex, living with surgeries performed before they were old enough to consent, and the long journey toward feeling at home in their own body. Wrapped up in a sexy intimate moment, it’s honest, vulnerable, and ultimately hopeful in a way that really sticks with you after you first read it.
Like many of our autobio comics, this isn’t meant to represent every intersex person’s experience. There is no universal or definitive intersex experience, and todays comic is just one person’s story. I hope you’ll read it with an open heart and I’m incredibly thankful to SpirelleArt for trusting OJST with such a personal comic. I hope you’ll show them some love after you’ve finished reading.
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SpirelleArt's art is realistic with a fine line and strong shadows around curves. The color palette is pastel blues, purples, and bluey-pinks.
Narration: I am a riddle. To the world. Mostly to myself.
Completely nude, Lee approaches the bed where his husband, Michael, sits expectantly on top of the covers, also fully naked. Lee is brunette, lean and androgynous. His body is a mixture of female and male characteristics - broad boyish shoulders, breast-like pectorals, wider and more feminine hips along with an androgynous face. He looks somewhere between a butch tomboy and a twink. Michael has stubble and a shaved head, while his body is hairy and strongly built, with a bit of a belly.
Narration: I was born with an intersex condition. There are fancier terms for it now. But I prefer the one most people understand.
The view descends down Lee's body, across their face, their breasts, and rests on their pubic area- which is covered by a giant question mark.
Page 2
Narration: When I was younger, before I could consent, doctors tried to "fix" what wasn't broken.
In flashback, Lee is shown looking uncomfortable as a masculine person thrusts on top of them, asking "Nggh! Are you close yet?"
Narration: As an adult I can live with that.
Another flashback shows shows Lee sitting on the edge of a bunk bed with a different feminine partner standing between their legs. Massaging their jaw, the partner asks, "Still nothing? Sorry, I have to stop now. My tongue's going numb!"
Narration: They left me with scar tissue down there. But not much sensation.
Alone, Lee concentrates while cupping their breast with one and and using a large vibrating wand on their nether regions.
Narration: Even trying to get off by myself felt like a failure. A reminder of how I was different.
Lee's expression is a mix of disappointed, sad, and confused as the wand buzzes away.
Page 3
Now Lee's expression looks quietly confident with a subtle smile.
Narration: Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning in flesh that doesn't belong to me. Like I'm both an ocean and the person treating sea water.
Lee crawls astride their reclining husband on the bed, as Michael asks, "You're all prepped, angel?"
"What do you think I was doing in the bathroom for so long?" Lee teases flirtatiously. "All ready! Come on, big guy, fuck me in the ass!"
"Mmm" Michael coos, leaning in for a kiss.
Narration: I call my husband my rock. But really, he's my diving partner.
Page 4
Narration: And together, we've learned how to navigate my body.
Michael's hands guide Lee's butt down into his lap.
Narration: With him, I've learned what works and how to let go...
Both their expressions show delight, concentration, and light sweat drops rolling down their temples.
Narration: ...and sink...
In rhythm, they fuck.
Narration: ...into the warm, wet places inside.
Page 5
Across from the bed, the TV places a scene of an aquarium with fishes swimming by seaweed and coral.
"I never expected this." Lee murmurs to Michael as they cuddle on the bed.
Propping his head on his hand, Michael asks with a smirk, "Expected what, little bug?"
Narration: Each body has its hidden wreckage, its hidden treasures.
"To feel normal." Smiles Lee.
Narration: Sometimes you have to take a deep breath and explore the depths.
Transcribed by Erika Moen on July 27, 2026 for Oh Joy Sex Toy
