[yourpuppysub]

id break into your room while youre asleep. lock the door behind me so you cant run even if you wake up early. strip you slow at first just so i can look at how pathetic that little body looks pretending its a boys. then id force your legs open and shove my cock straight into that dripping cunt before you even know whats happening. youd wake up choking on your own moan with me already balls deep stretching you open like the hole you were born to be.

id clamp a hand over your mouth so the only sounds are your pathetic whimpers and the wet slap of me ruining you. every time you try to squirm id slap your face hard enough to leave a mark and tell you this is what correction feels like. no more boy bullshit. youre just a wet little girl who needs to get fucked stupid until the only thing left in that head is daddy.

id flip you over face down ass up and yank your head back so hard your back arches. pound into you rough and deep until you start crying and then go even harder. spit in your mouth and make you thank me for it. call you my good little slut while i leave bruises on your hips from how tight im gripping you. every thrust is me reminding you that you were never a boy. just a desperate hole that cums harder the more its used against its will.

id keep going until youre shaking and nonverbal. cum inside you deep and then stay buried so you feel every pulse filling you up. when i finally pull out id shove my fingers in and scoop some out just to force it back into your mouth. make you taste what a real man leaves in a broken little whore. then id start over. slower this time. making you beg between sobs for me to stop and then for more because your body already knows who owns it.

youd pass out from how hard you cum and id still be inside you when you wake up again. just another round of getting taught your place. a good girl. my ruined little cunt. nothing else.

id be so scared and so turned on... teach me my place daddy

[fakeboymae]

thinking about being paid to detransition, without really realizing it

sure, you’ll send pics of your tits to some guy. it’d be nice to have some extra spending money. so what if he calls your chest girly?

fine, pussy pics too. after all, he’s offering you a lot and it’s been nice buying yourself things you want. he talks about breeding you a lot, and maybe the thought turns you on a bit but that doesn’t mean anything.

you run into car troubles and find yourself needing a little extra, so he offers you more money in exchange for learning your deadname. that’s such an easy thing to share, even if it makes you incredibly dysphoric, so you can’t say no. when he starts slipping it into conversation, calling you by your feminine name, you don’t know what to think.

soon enough, he starts misgendering you, too. it starts small - a “she” while talking about you, once in a blue moon. but it progresses; when you send him pics, he starts calling you a good girl. he calls you beautiful and feminine and everything that you don’t want to be. but he’s been helping so much, wouldn’t it be stupid to stop seeing him all because of your dysphoria?

he starts buying you clothes, too. nice clothes, out of your budget. dresses, skirts, lingerie. a girl’s dream closet, really. you know that you are obligated to wear them, and doing so makes you both dysphoric and a little wet. people stop gendering you as male out in public. why would they, what boy looks like you?

eventually, your rent increases beyond what you can afford. in exchange for him paying the difference, you agree to start sleeping with him. you make him agree to always wear a condom; you aren’t on birth control, after all. he treats you like a girl when he fucks you, but can you really complain? your bouncing tits and girly moans don’t do you any favors.

when you lose your job, you really don’t know what to do. to your surprise, he offers to fully support you financially, and let you move in with him. you’ve been to his place many times; it’s nice, way nicer than anything you could dream of affording. however, there’s a catch. you have to let him breed you, and you have to keep the baby.

you’ve gotten so used to his help, and you don’t know what other options you have. you fear that if you say no, he will cut ties completely. so you agree.

it doesn’t take long for you to get that positive result he wanted so badly. he’s ecstatic, but you’re confused as you watch him walk to the medicine cabinet.

“i guess you won’t be needing these anymore,” he says as he grabs your testosterone and dumps it into the garbage.

he returns to you, and places a gentle hand on your stomach. you get butterflies.

“you’re going to be a great mother.”

[jukeboxemcsa]

Lizzie Does What Good Girls Do

"Ohhh, sweetie, you're doing so well," Marta cooed, reaching out to pet Lizzie's back with warm, soothing strokes that irresistibly reminded the young woman of her initial descent into trance. "You're taking him so nice and deep, you're making him feel so good, and doesn't it feel good for you, too? Doesn't it make you so happy to finally know what it's like to be fucked, honey girl?" Lizzie's eyes crossed and uncrossed, her brain momentarily fuzzing out into pulses of pleasure that kept her mind firmly focused on the dick sawing in and out of her wet pussy. She'd expected pain for her first time, but Marta's smooth and sensuous voice had left her so relaxed that Raymond was able to slip easily and effortlessly into her cunt.

It somehow seemed so much easier to think about that part. Everything else felt big and heavy and confusing, but when Lizzie centered her mind on the growing throb of pure, white-hot lust in her clit she could simply nod along to Marta's words and let all her concerns about the older couple drift clean out of her head. "That's a good girl!" Marta exclaimed, her voice filled with comforting praise. "That's a good girl, you're doing so well and you're making us so happy. Just go deeper and deeper for me now, let your mind and body relax more and more until the only thing in that empty, sleepy head is pleasure. You're being such a good girl." That was when Lizzie first came, her cunt squeezing tightly around Raymond's thrusting cock, and she intuitively knew she was always going to associate those two words with orgasm for the rest of her life.

Lizzie was otherwise blissfully untroubled by thoughts of the future--she knew on some level that she should be at least concerned, she understood that giving in to this state of deep trance and letting the couple she babysat for plow her soaking cunt in a threesome was going to change everything about their working relationship and leave her susceptible to exactly this kind of seduction, and even though she was a grown woman now who could make her own choices about sex Lizzie knew that the dynamic here was tilted steeply against her independence and agency. But none of that seemed to matter when Raymond was balls deep inside her, and it finally clicked for Lizzie why so many of the female students at her tiny community college talked breathlessly about dating older men. The fumbling boys she went to school with weren't going to fuck her like this.

"…need to think about any of this too much later," Marta intoned, and Lizzie realized with a start that she'd tuned out so completely that she didn't remember much of what the older woman was saying. But a wave of diffident relaxation washed over her, telling Lizzie that she didn't need to actually remember Marta's instructions to remember them, and even though that sounded confusing her deep self understood and accepted perfectly. She let out a tiny whimper as Marta's fingers found her nipples, milking her bee-sting tits as she crouched on all fours, and she was already on her third climax by the time Raymond's cock unleashed a torrent of jizz into her unprotected pussy. It should have worried her… but then Marta guided Lizzie onto her back, and all of Lizzie's worries went away when Marta's tongue began to lap the semen out of her wet, messy cunt.

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[butchpounder]

best way to keep a fakeboy from doing something silly like transitioning is to give her sloppy head every day. really focus on that little clit and drippy hole. make her admit she loves being a girl every time her pussy comes hard from slow, attentive tongue massages. "becoming a boy" can't be all that exciting if she's coming this hard with parts that supposedly make her sooo dysphoric

[fuckyouinhalf]

Need to stick my hot throbbing cock into some velvety smooth drooling fakeboy pussy lips. Cunt slap you with my cock until you cry. Slowly run the head of my dick through your pathetic oozing vulva. Wet and defenseless. Vulnerable and unprotected. Exists to lubricate, pleasure and suckle on male penises, gulp up and pool semen into the cervix.

[transie]

fun fact: the female brain is located in the clitoris! this is why dr.’s recommended that every ftm girl rub herself multiple times a day, because it makes her so much smarter! and the smarter an ftm girl gets, the likelier she is to reject her delusions of manhood and accept her true purpose as a woman!

[thirstandthorns]

What I wouldn’t give to feel a real man’s warm ballsack kiss my clit while his hard shaft pumps in and out of my wet boy girly pussy

[ftmdoll]

it’s really beautiful how my female body responds to sexual intercourse.

even just feeling a brush of my boyfriend’s hard penis against my body activates my female reproductive system for mating. i can feel my clitoris begin to stiffen and grow sensitive, my vagina begins to drip and relax to invite his cock inside, and i’m overwhelmed by the urge to lay back and spread my legs so he can’t resist penetrating my pink, wet, clenching pussy.

once he’s truly claiming my pussy, on top of me holding my body bent in half so he can slam his penis in and out of my babyhole at will, it feels so right to surrender all control of the situation and accept that being female means he can do whatever he wants to my body, and that my body now exists to lay there helpless and pleasure his cock. even if i tried to push him out, the contractions of my vagina would only further stimulate his penis and cause him to orgasm inside of me quicker.

when i feel his breathing get heavier and his penis start to harden and lengthen, preparing to inseminate me, i feel ecstatic. my pussy naturally clamps down around his cock, causing overwhelming pleasure for both of us as he loses control and thrusts fast and hard and so deep inside that it hurts. i can always feel him harden the last bit and shove himself as deep as he can inside me to cum, following the most basic male sexual urge to impregnate a female.

nothing turns me on like his masculine grunting and moaning as he thrusts, thrusts, thrusts, and finally slams so deep he hits my cervix and pumps his semen right into it. each pump of sperm into my unprotected pussy is ecstasy. i feel whole, i feel womanly, i feel bred. he stays there with his still-hard penis inside me, making tiny little thrusts to keep pleasuring his penis with my pussy, and to make sure his sperm doesn’t leak out too much.

often he collapses on me, pinning me to the bed by my vagina, as his cock continues to throb and twitch inside me. he’ll sometimes thrust in and out a while longer, lost in enjoying my pussy the way only a man can do. i love being trapped by the weight of his body and the force of his male penis shoved inside my pussy, spreading me open, vulnerable, and making it impossible for me to leave. i wonder every time if ive finally gotten pregnant, if this is the creampie that makes me a mother.

[krokottasphallus]

Big minotaur cock splitting you open. Hefty sweaty minotaur balls slapping against you with every thrust. Heady minotaur musk filling your head making you all foggy and useless. Minotaur holding you off the ground and bouncing you up and down on its cock like a fleshlight

[embarrasedfakeboy]

Cw: kidnapping, rape, hypnosis, detrans

Want to be kidnapped by a stranger. They've been watching me for a little while, and choose the perfect time to grab me, drug me, tie me up and cart me away.

I wake up tied to a chair, gagged, struggling to get free. I can't see the room I'm in because I'm wearing a VR visor displaying a dizzying spiral. The longer I stare at it the deeper it burns into my brain. Then a droning noise starts up, pulsing, pulling me in until I'm slumped and drooling. Voices are overlayed on top of the noise, I have to strain to make them out.

"good girls are dumb"

"good girls love cock"

"good girls show off"

"good girls think with their pussies"

"you are a good girl"

"you love being a good girl"

I struggle harder. I'm a man! But my cunt is getting wetter. I've stopped struggling by the time I'm disturbed from my brainwashing. The headset comes off and I'm moved to the bed, tied face down with my legs folded under me, pushing my ass up. A blunt object lines itself up with my pussy and thrusts in, making me rock forward and whimper. My hips are grabbed and I'm roughly fucked until my kidnapper cums right against my cervix.

They plug up my pussy and attach a vibe to my aching clit, then move me back to the chair to sit through more hypnosis. The feeling of the vibe is so good, but just too little to cum.

"good girls don't think"

"good girls drool"

"good girls obey"

The cycle continues. Every time I'm fucked I'm given a little more freedom, freedom to grope my tits, to talk and say what a good girl I am, how grateful I am to have been saved. Sometimes I act as a footstool or cook wearing only a frilly apron. Sometimes I bounce on my master's cock so he can see my tits bounce with me. Every time I go back to the chair I sink further into the words. I'm just a dumb girl! I think with my pussy! I love to obey! Eventually I don't go back to the chair. I'm a perfect silly bimbo, serving my master.

[butchpounder]

big fan of tboy goonettes

[i-just-play-a-jerk-on-tv]

i love when fakeboys get comfortable and take off their binders for any reason and just wear a shirt around me. you know, just one of those thin and comfortable t-shirts guys really value. it is an issue when you have a male chest that they could never fully relate with, the issue of your chest always in direct contact with your shirt and no one staring or thinking of groping your tits.

no, you could never understand.

they're fine for a man like me but your tits just slope down so nicely and your nipples always poke through shirts like that. what looks nice on me makes you look like a whore, even when you haven't done a single lick of makeup or tamed your hair or put on something decent.

anyway, my point is that if you're a fakeboy with soft tits and i see those fat stiff girly nipples poking from the material, i now have permission to run my thumb over it, grab your tits, twist it, tug on you or even bite it through the material if i want to.

maybe i'll hold you around the waist and suck and wet them with my hot mouth until i soak the shirt. i'd also be willing to bet you're dripping about it.

hey 'dude', it's your fault, i told you that i felt a little weird about you and you still wanted to stay over. it's also your fault for thinking a pretty boy doesn't want to put a baby in your hot confused cunt and watch those tits grow the same as any other hot blooded fucker with a real dick.

[bigtitb0y]

after a certain point it doesn’t matter what i say? when someone eventually sees me as the delusional girl i am they’ll do everything they can to make me see.

fuck me silly as a ‘boy’ and eventually get me so hooked i’m with them 24/7. maybe i’ll even move in. first all my clothes start to go missing and all the new ones i buy are torn up or cut short and slutty. i’m being drugged, obviously, so i can’t think.

they offer to buy me new clothes but they keep accidentally bringing me girl clothes. i try to complain but ‘you either wear these or go out naked’

i wear the clothes.

they start swapping out my medication, puts me on growth hormones, estrogen, lactation inducing hormones. my tits swell and become heavier, bigger, won’t even fit in my top. my hips become wider, only the sluttiest clothes fit me anymore

but even better? it doesn’t matter. i have no choice but to go out, barely covered. every person who passes me gropes me. strangers on the train slap my ass. i have no choice but to accept my place

[loserpussyboy]

girl dating a trans guy who starts telling all her friends that she’s a lesbian. who swears she sees him as a man but always stares at his tits in his binder. who tells him she’s straight but starts accidentally licking too far down when she sucks him off. she supports her masculine bf, but she fingers his pussy while he sleeps

[ftmdoll]

thoughts on 2 fakeboys tribbing :3c ?

SOOOOOO cute!!! i love the idea of their warm pussies first pressing against one another, big clits growing more engorged and slippery, rubbing against the other and occasionally slipping inside each other's wet pussies, humping each other with their girly parts until they're a big squirting whimpering mess of femininity 🥰

[lighttaps]

I was taking a nap in a back bedroom while the house party continued outside. I woke to someone sitting next to me on the bed. "Hey, are you okay?" It was my friend Mark's girlfriend, I hardly knew her. "You looked like you might be sick."

"I'm okay. Just took too many edibles, I'm exhausted. I just want to lay here for a while longer."

"Aw, that's fine, you can lay down as long as you want."

The room spun as someone else suddenly pulled on my ankles, dragging me down to the foot of the bed and hanging my ass over the edge. My dress rolled up around my waist. "Wait," I protested, dizzy. I recognized my friend Mark as he pulled my panties off and bent my legs back. His girlfriend grabbed my ankles and held me there. The weight of my thighs, the drugs, the surprise all made me start panting. "Wait!" I tried again, my voice weak. Mark ignored me. She held my legs open while he started running his cock over my pussy and I started moaning.

As Mark teased me with his cock I struggled, my efforts in vain - I was still too fucked up to move my body much, the skinny girlfriend was stronger than she looked, and most importantly, my pussy tingled and throbbed at the touch of this new cock. I could hear how wet I was. I wanted so badly to be fucked. And I wanted to be held down, just like they were doing. I’d never thought of Mark this way, he’d never even flirted with me before.

Mark started nudging my clit with his cockhead, jerking us both off while she watched and braced my legs open. My hips rocked me up and down against his strokes. My head was filled with white noise, but I could hear my own hard breathing. The music from the other room drowned out their voices, but I could see them talking to each other above me. They made out over my head while he stroked my clit with his cock. I felt like a toy. My empty pussy started clenching, searching. Spots of white began to blur my vision. I rocked myself against him faster, and he finally looked away from her to watch me cum.

The first wave hit me gently. At the same time, he pulled his cock away and stroked himself while my mouth dropped open and I groaned low. Squeezing my eyes shut and trying to pull my legs closed, they were forced back apart by her hands. My hips rose and fell with each trembling wave. Then I felt warmth splashing on me. Eyes wide now, I watched Mark cum on me. He stroked himself slowly, dropping huge splatters of cum on me while my cunt clenched around nothing. His load dripped into the folds of my pussy. I felt the different texture seeping dangerously close to my vagina. My orgasm trailed off but aftershocks continued. I dropped my head back, panting, gasping, even weaker.

Her hands moved from my ankles to my knees. Pulled them back as far as they would go, pinning me down harder. "Wait," I mumbled. Mark ran his cock through his cum, dragging it along my pussylips until he had a puddle corralled, and then pushed it inside my well-lubricated pussy with his still-hard dick. I shook my head and panted, "Wait, wait… please," as his raw cock filled me. My weak voice was drowned under the music. My cunt clutched at him desperately until he pressed his hips against mine. Fully penetrated, completely unprotected, my sloppy pussy tingled around him. He withdrew, gathered up more cum and pushed it inside me with his next thrust. I cried out, scared of what he was doing. Terrified of how excited I still was. He kept pushing his cum into me with each stroke. She held me still, smiling as she watched.

When he'd finished pushing the first load in he started long steady thrusts. She held my legs open for him as if they'd done this before. I felt his load getting thicker inside me while we fucked. Even without any stimulation my clit started to throb. Cum and my wetness started dripping out of me. They were talking to each other again, exchanging kisses, ignoring me. My messy cunt welcomed his assault. They weren't hurting me, just using me as a toy. He plowed into me relentlessly. Full strokes from head to base. Working that cum to the back of my pussy. My eyes closed and I started to drift away, in limbo between almost cumming and almost passing out. Hovering warm between them as they enjoyed themselves.

Soon his hands joined hers on my knees. His thrusts got shorter and harder. They were talking again, and this time I heard them.

"Oh Daddy, her too?"

"Fuck yeah. I'm gonna breed all of you."

"Mmm, you're so bad. Do it."

"Wait, what-" Then I felt him cumming. Unmistakable hot throbs were fucked into me. I started shaking. Frightened as I felt my pussy relax and accept him. My head spun anxiously. And still he fucked me, inhuman amounts of cum pouring inside me. I moaned and sobbed, and my cunt devoured his load desperately. Then it was over. He'd emptied himself into me, and fucked it all deep. My pussy was full and drooling. My body used up and exhausted. Mark pulled out, she let go of my legs and I rolled to the side, gasping in shock. His cum gushed out with every exhale. My clit buzzed angrily. My pussy ached. I could almost cum if I touched my clit. They walked away to the bathroom door and I heard them once more.

"Daddy's gonna get all his friends pregnant at this rate."

[insidecognito]

Make out with your fakeboy's pussy. Lock your lips against her big fat pussy lips and kiss her. Shove your tongue in her hole and swirl it around. Moan into her as you keep going. Suck and maybe nibble on her lips a little. She won't think she's a boy by the time she's squirting her juices everywhere.