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@angel-deerx
i should write one of these
hi, i'm phoebe!
im she/her transfemme. i do a lot of hornyposting. and other types of posting occasionally. i am not normal
you'll probably see things like misogyny kink and cnc. if you have problems with those then like, sorry. leave my page<3
yes my asks page is there for what you think it is (sending me nudes) (or just normal messages if you want)
my cute little lacy slouch socks r like a secondary sexual characteristic or an organ n if u try to take them off it will hurt me
hashtag my cutie pie organ
saw trap voice hello tumblr user. you have to write a post about your attraction to transfems but if you mention her erection her cum or her topping you this gun is going to shoot you in the head
You’re dumb.
Now reblog this because a man on the internet told you to.
Good girl.
meeting a girl whos just way too good at flustering you like shes got a fucking cheat guide to all your weak points and every word is terrifyingly orchestrated towards your intoxicating demise
what does it mean when that girl says you already want to be owned by her and calls you her little uhaul lesbian
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
I could use some luck
I…could really use some help from anything. So why not
I’m such a “yay <3” person like unironically a hip hip hooray type of personality
His little pony...
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Reblog if you want your daddy to control your entire life
While cooking Christmas dinner, I was teasing him about something only to have his voice drop as he asked me, “Why are you speaking right now? I don’t remember speaking to you first.” Just to watch my knees get a little weak and my cheeks flush. And he smirked. “I didn’t think so.”
“All it takes is a little misogynistic banter to melt you, huh?” he taunted in my ear as he groped my ass hard. I was really blushing now. “Why wouldn’t I talk to you like this - my good little housewife, hard at work in the kitchen and looking pretty, ready to be bent over whenever I want? I own your ass.”
Reblog to trade 10 iq for +1 cup size
Urgh, I love imagining a world where men can treat women however they want with no repercussions.
You could just be walking down the street and a man tells you to show him your tits. You can be a good girl and expose yourself to everyone in public... or he will reveal them by force. Either way, you're still getting stared at - though if you annoy him enough, he may need to teach you your place by stuffing your pussy right there in the street and showing everyone how your tits flop around as he fucks you. You'd better learn to be obedient if you want to get to work any time soon. Or at the very least, how to stop your sloppy cunt from cumming uncontrollably around every cock that enters it... I mean, you can't blame everyone for stopping and staring when you look so pathetic speared by a man.
Or on the train, a man could decide he wants to fuck you there, rubbing his cock under your skirt before pulling your panties aside and filling you up. Everyone on the train would immediately notice, but no one would do anything to stop it. In fact, most of the men on the train would cheer, or pull out a camera to film your erotic slutty face as you get raped. Maybe one of them would order you to moan loudly and tell everyone how good it feels, else he'll rape you next. The assault won't ever end until you give into their demands and humiliate yourself. Oh, and your stop? Well, you missed that long ago.
And what about services? While men can easily shop with just money, women aren't allowed to buy anything without offering their body, of course. Maybe the local shop requires every woman to pull down her panties and spread her pussy for the cashier to see whilst moaning a specific phrase, like "my greedy cunt gets so wet when you look at it, sir". Or maybe a gym requires all women to be sufficiently edged to enter, meaning a man will finger her cunt to check she's wet enough. After all, horny brain-dead girls make the best eye candy for men. And if she's not... Well, the next few hours will be spent fixing that, won't they?
Oh, and you'd better hope you don't look too enticing. Once you get caught in a public gangrape, the rest of your day is essentially gone, along with the last of your dignity. Not to mention the photos and videos soon to be all over the internet <3
The only escape is to get pregnant and become a housewife. At least then you won't have to leave the house ever again.
convincing your little sister that its transphobic to disagree with you, is this anything
it’s everything.
how could you say no to big bro after everything he’s done for you :( you wouldn’t have said no to big sis, would you…? what is it, then… because it feels like you’re not being supportive. I’m doing my best to be a good brother, but I need your help right now…! oh? you will let me grind my tdick against the bulge in your panties? thank you so much <3 that’s what every sister’s supposed to do when her brother comes out, you know. now I know for sure that you accept me
Sure, I can buy my girls dresses. Putting the girl in the dress is treated like the first step, maybe after tying her down and forcing the estrogen down her throat. But I take a little more pride in my process, I am a professional after all.
I get to measure you as you stand perfectly still for me in nothing but your underwear. If you so much as twitch you’ve fucked it up, and I have to start all over, my tape measure wound around you as my fingers barely brush against you, serious and clinical as I take down the numbers I need, from your throat to your chest to your waist to your hips, and the distance between each, front and back.
Should I sketch up something custom or use a pattern? Probably custom, since I’ll want it to be perfect for you. That’s at least an hour of sketching and two hours of patterning. You’re not expected to understand what I’m doing as I stand over my cutting table. Pretty girls like you don’t have to worry about things like that. Maybe I’ll just leave you in the other room, tied down and vibed so you don’t get in my way.
I’d put you in something skimpy to take you to the fabrics warehouse. I could make you guess the names of each one and hit you when you get it wrong (pretty girls like you should know the difference between tulle and chiffon, right? Or at LEAST the difference between lace and taffeta- that one’s easy, you get two hits for missing that one).
Piece cutting isn’t very sexy, and it’s another thing I’m not sure I need you bothering me for. I’ll tie you down in the room this time- I would like something nice to look at- but if you make so much as a sound I’ll press my nice shears up against that pretty throat. I wouldn’t try to cut you- I’d have to get the shears sharpened again if I did, and I just got them done last week- but accidents happen. If you’re noisy enough maybe I’d place your tongue between the shears, remind you that pretty girls are seen and not heard.
Sewing is the best part because I do it at my seater table instead of my standing cutting table. I’d love to have your tongue in my cunt under the desk while I work the machine, sewing up the pretty dress just for you. Poor thing, you’d have to take breaks to try on what I’ve made, make sure the bodice fits, make sure the armscye restricts your movement just enough (you do know what an armscye is, don’t you? I’ll have to hit you again if you don’t.), make sure the waistband is nice and tight around you. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable but I do want you to feel it. I want to make you a dress that holds your body.
Now, sewing zippers is a pain. I know what you’re going to say “but miss, that’s how I get out of the dress!” The thing is, I made you the pretty thing, I’d love to stitch you into it. Or maybe add dozens of cute little buttons all the way down the back that I have to do up one, by, one. I think you’d like that, wouldn’t you, pretty girl? To be painstakingly buttoned into your dress? Knowing it would be near impossible to get off yourself, especially considering how restrictive that armscye is… but also there’s the appeal of the careful stitches, knowing that to get out yourself you would have to rip my work- that’s practically criminal. It would take a long time either way, to button the dress up or to stitch you into it. I’m skilled with a hand needle, but I’m also a perfectionist. I’d want every stitch exact. I’d want to trap you in your dress beautifully.
No matter what, you’d end up perfectly dressed just for me. My pretty doll, my pretty girl, in a dress that’s an absolute labor of love. A labor of ownership. I wouldn’t put this much work in (for free!) for a toy that wasn’t mine, after all.
It’s too bad those injections I’ve been giving you might make the dress not fit as well. But it’s okay, I can always remake parts of it, and then we get to repeat it all over again 💕
Force femmimg a girl and painting her nails oh so carefully for her.
She's not allowed to touch you when you go down on her or she'll smudge the polish. She just has to lay there and take it.
Tgirl detrans kink baffles me. Millions if not billions of mediocre men in the world meanwhile weird trans women are the international proletariat's most valuable resource, and you want more of the former??
