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Man why tf do cops keep following and messaging me.
Where you from?
Canada but I live in the states now
I love taking my dildo out of my muzzle and putting it in my boxers. Wet drooly dildo, wet cummy cunt.
If you look closely you can see it!
Drooled so much it went through my shirt. Might as well just take it off!
The club was wild tonight. Classes just ended for the semester and everyone was out. your best friend wandered over with a man she'd somehow picked up between your table and the bathroom. I seemed nice enough, and the conversation was intelligent, which was a welcome change. Still, you knew better than to trust a stranger. When it was your turn to hit up the restroom, you handed your drink to your bestie to watch over while you were gone.
The night was a blur, and the shots must have been hitting extra hard. you didn't recall ever getting that drunk that fast, and even after you cut yourself off you felt the world continue to spiral and started losing periods of time.
After midnight you were barely functional. you were at the table. you were in a rideshare with your bestie and I. you were in bed with both of us, doing things you'd never normally agree to. your face was buried in your best friend's pussy while My dick was in your ass. you didn't like it but you didn't seem to have much say in the matter...
you were on the couch. I was chatting with your bestie nearby. I was congratulationing her on pulling it off and telling her that you were all hers for the next hour while I recovered, then it would be My turn.
As you faded out of consciousness, she uttered one final phrase in a voice that didn't quite sound like her own and that you couldn't quite understand...that you'd end up forgetting by morning anyway.
"Good girls make good girls, Master. I'm a good girl."
As I walked away and she turned towards you, you felt your exposed cunt twitch all on its own.
Its so crazy when forcemasc tboys are judgemental about detrans kinks and tboys with forcefem kinks in general...
like that's basically ur kink in a different font why do u hold so much hatred for it
Yall say you're into forcefem but are not forceful at all when trying to feminize me.
Energy people - energy!!
Use some threats, manipulation, etc. Get some tools in your toolbox if you want to get what you want.
Reading Dworkin on my computer and watching porn on my phone ❤️❤️❤️
I loveeee feminist theory yayyyy!!!
Since ppl seemed to like the last gif, heres me playing with my stupid tits after my drool got all over them 😄
telling your cis best friend one drunken late night that you think you might be a boy too. next morning you come to regret it, taking it all back and passing it off as a dumb thought.
he doesn't let you.
he doesn't push it, but you notice changes. he doesn't filter himself around you as much anymore, punches your shoulder a little harder when he teases, puts you in a headlock far more often that he would a girl. he builds it up in subtle ways, like switching from your old name to a nickname, or maybe even your last name. he tells you to fight back harder in the moments you're laughing and wrestling each other.
"c'mon, man up! is that all you've got? nah, i know better!"
he doesn't care nearly as much about changing in front of you, and he tells you all of the dirty details he can think of. you're just boys, right? he'll make you see that.
wrestling and dumb jokes turn into late nights with smoke swirling, mentioning a porno he saw the other night that he's still thinking of now as you lie on your backs staring at the ceiling with the posters. nicknames and telling you to man up turns into palming at his cock and encouraging you to pull yours out. he won't accept your dumb excuse of not having one. this is what boys do.
he'll make sure you know it.
you're a good boy for practicing on those paint rollers. if only you had a real cock to do it on. would you like that, pretty boy?
Yes of course! I need someone to train me though...
The only bad thing about art school is that I'm almost never the only cunt hanging out in a group of all men.
I miss the feeling of vulnerability I can only get from being surrounded by superiors.
Getting drugged at a house party and waking up in the basement, chained to a table, bent over it in doggy with duct tape over your mouth. Looking around and seeing mounted cameras everywhere, with a TV directly in front of you. Realizing that it’s a livestream of yourself, your naked body from every angle, from your holes to your tits pressed against the cold metal tabletop, to your face trembling in fear, staring right back at you. Watching the chatroom start to fill up as users start noticing you’re awake, the most perverted of them already sending donations, saying what they wanna see done to you. Feeling your heart jump as you hear a door open and close and see two men in ski masks on the screen slowly creep up on you from behind. Realizing you’re about to be turned into rape porn and letting the combination of dread and excitement overwhelm you as the men start to take requests.
My pre t boobs 😊
Looking back on it I now understand why I was assaulted. How ridiculous of me to think I could walk around in skimpy outfits with a body like that and not get "unwanted" attention.
Even more ridiculous was how I walked around like that and claimed to be a boy. LOL.
(I was 18 at time of photo)
To all those girls who complain about women being constantly "over sexualized", I'm sorry but I wanna be over sexualized. Seriously, stare at my tits while I talk. Ask me to send even tho we're txting a normal convo. Make everything I do sexual even when it's not. Like, what's the big deal? I'm a girl, I'm meant to be sexualized.
I am a sexual object