I'm a 23 year old trans man and a switch/verse. Although I use any pronouns irl, I use exclusively he/him on this page for obvious reasons :)
Taken by handsome boyfriend, so while people can engage with my posts and play into them, any direct flirting isn't all that welcome 😅 My primary language, as an American, is English and I'm currently learning Spanish and Gaeilge. I'm open to DMs and submissions, but there is no guarantee that I'll respond quickly.
This blog is an 18+ blog, so no minors! I will block you if your age isn't stated or if I even suspect you're a minor.
Click read more to read more about me!
My main kinks/interests:
Forced Masculinization
Genderplay in general
CNC
Currently exploring:
Rope play
Brat/Brat Tamer dynamics
Limits:
Human excrement (I don't think this needs an explanation)
Extreme humiliation/public humiliation
This intro is always gonna be a WIP, so things are subject to change!
Do you know how hot it is when I'll talk about the gym with my boyfriend and my plans to go back and he's immediately like "You should! I'm sure you'll you'll amazing all muscular"?
I swear, once my schedule is clear in two weeks, I'll go back to the gym again, because the idea of him feeling up on my shoulders and arms once they get bulky again is making me so fucking horny. Love the thought of him running his hands over my abs and across the tougher mounds of my chest instead of my tits while he rides my strap...
I want nothing more than to give up the gym just because I've been so busy and tired, but fuck, if he keeps up the encouragement, he's playing more into my kinks than I think he realizes lol I'll be his big buff boyfriend for as long as he rewards me for it ☺️
I will admit, some goals I haven't finished yet, but only because of financial issues. A lot of stuff has happened in the last two months, so I'm waiting to buy a 3-in-1 packer (especially now that I've got a boyfriend who may enjoy it ^-^) and a stroker. Hopefully things look up soon, but moving and my cat's medical stuff aside, I'm gonna post updates once I can meet some of those goals!
A surface-level yet comprehensive beginner’s guide to working out/body building/gaining muscle written by a tboy with a degree in human physiology, with tboys in mind. Speed training, toning, and cardio/lung health training will not be explored.
(Part 1) Diet. Talking about food, their molecules and how the body responds.
An aspect of bodybuilding/exercizing that is just as important as the weights and workouts themselves. Generally, the more a human does, the more nutrition they need in every sense.
Protein is needed to survive as a human, 0.8 grams per kilogram of weight MINIMUM. (source) To gain muscle you need to consume more protein than that. 1 gram per pound of body is a good goal.
There are additional ingredients, Amino Acids, you can ingest to give your body more of what it needs to build muscle. The most common is creatine, and it can be found naturally in foods or bought alone. 14mg per pound is a good dose, (source) but you could do as low as you like.
Carbohydrates, fats, vitamins, minerals, and water are other things essential to keep you running, but aren’t the building block of muscle.
For vitamins, minerals, and water be sure to get the daily recommended dose. It’s worth considering a little more than recommend water, potassium, magnesium, and sodium in your diet for adequate muscle usage before and during working out. Also, a bit more calcium in general for muscle movement and the strength your bones must gain to support stronger muscles and weight loads.
For carbohydrates and fats, it’s important to have adequate levels of these. The body uses carbohydrates for energy first and mainly, then uses fats, then proteins. How much? Well it depends on how much you care about the image of your body, and what your goals are.
The Bulk is for people who want to gain muscle and mass a bit quicker. There is clean bulking and dirty bulking. Dirty bulking is eating a lot without much regard to amounts. Clean bulking is to gain muscle mass while keeping your body fat percentage at relatively the same level.
The Cut is for people who want to reduce their body fat percentage. Eating at a slight/moderate deficit to force the body to consume fat cells as energy. High protein is still consumed.
Before working out, you should consume something 30-40 minutes before starting. Preworkout, a caffeinated substance, or complex carbohydrates to give you the energy needed to begin and not crash.
After working out, you should consume a good portion of your daily proteins 30 minutes to four hours later.
(Part 2)Working out. Utilizing and ripping the telomeres of your muscles and forming neural pathways.
To build muscle, you need to utilize the muscles. To get bigger muscles, your body needs to move with more resistance than what it normally does. Weight acts as the resistance.
Warming up is an important first step to working out, as you need to prime your body’s systems and cells. Heart rate is the primary thing to warm up, because using muscles requires your heart pump harder and faster. 5-10 minutes of warmup minimum of cardio is best. The intensity of this cardio is your choice. Dancing, fast walking, jogging/running, jump rope, cycling, etc. are good. Stretching is also a good precursor to the warmup as the warmup uses your muscles also. It’s a process, but its important to warm up properly to avoid tightness, cramps, or even things snapping.
The weightlifting a complicated and highly discussed thing. There are hundreds of motions across gym machines, tools, and muscles for you to chose from. Which ones you do depend on what is available, and the muscles you want to work. Write stuff down if you must. Here is an exercise dictionary.
Muscle names are good to know to decide which motions to do. Look at this diagram to learn, and build your own encyclopedia and routine.
Frequency of working out is important. If your body does not use muscles, they deteriorate. You can work certain muscles more frequently than others. Just keep adequate rest. You may see things like push/pull day, arm day. This is the type of motions and muscles focused. Dedicating a workout session/day to one muscle group helps keep track of avoiding overuse. See Rest for more. Once a week at minimum you should work a muscle group to keep it from deteriorating. Here’s an example: Sunday rest. Monday arms&core. Tuesday whole back. Wednesday rest. Thursday whole arms. Friday rest. Saturday whole legs.
Duration of working the muscle during a session/day impacts its growth. A rep is one time going through a motion. Sets is how many times you do a group of reps. 3x15 pushups is I’m doing 15 pushups. Rest. 15 more. Rest. 15 more. Three sets of fifteen. To build endourance, lower weight at higher reps. To build mass and strength, higher weight at lower reps.
Finally, the weight heaviness. You should slightly push your muscles to start, then base your weight patterns off of what is a good amount of strain for you. The more you challenge/strain yourself, the more it will hurt and build muscle mass. Also, the faster you increase the weight your muscles fight against, the higher the risk of injury. However, if you stick to a weight that is not challenging, your muscles will not grow. There must always be some element of challenge your muscles must always be chasing to keep up with. Thats what growing is. For example: I’ve been bicep curling single dumbbells of 10 pounds for months. 12 pounds is a comfortable challenge, and I can do 15 also but not the whole set. So, I may warm up with 1 set of 10lbs. Two sets of 12lbs, then finish with one set of 15 at lower reps. The number of reps per set could be 15,12,10,6. Decreasing reps while increasing weight to prep the body, but not injure too much.
(Part 3) Rest. Your body building new muscle, and preparing to work again.
In between sets of exercise, you need to rest your muscles for enough time for them to become reloaded with their energy, ATP. ~1 minute for heavily lifting. Ensure you’re breathing well also to give your blood oxygen. Deeper, healthy breaths during rest is good.
After training it’s recommended to give a muscle group ~48 hours of rest to rebuild the fibers. Rest means not training it, but of course if you need to use them, use them. Additionally, you can still be active and rest, doing a thing called active rest. Doing nothing at all, which has its benefits, is called passive rest.
Sleep is your body’s way of storing information and taking out the cerebral trash. During sleep your body produces growth hormone, your brain works to retain all of the information you and your body learned during the day, and generally refreshes itself. Napping can be beneficial also if it doesn't interfere with getting the minimum 8-10 hours depending on your age group.
Thank you for reading! If you have any questions, would like help creating workout plans, or would like a bit of praise or encouragement feel free to reach out. Also if there are any errors. Now go have fun!
i got an ask for some recommendations i have for hypno as a straight service top, especially around working out. here’s a mix of what i’ve listened to/found on reddit that i think fits the theme…
🐾 ] m0mmyl0vesy0u :
probably my main listen, i’m a big fan of this creator’s themes and tags, dumbification and brainwashing galore and she has tons of himbo audios that are free. personally i also really like repetition and mantras and she uses them a lot, i will say i find their tone is kinda robotic which isn’t for everyone.
a popular creator who’s got hypno content for anyone and everyone, has versions of audios for various listeners including transguys. this was the only free file i could find surrounding workouts.
[cardio bunny]
🐾 ] lillithunleashed :
another popular creator with a variety of audios, i’ve listened to their passive masculinization one and a bit of the kinky work out one. unfortunately this is the only audio they have tagged under masculinization.
[passive masculinization] - [kinky workout]
🐾 ] gay_goth_mom :
trans woman creator that specifically makes audios that are tagged as forced masc, unfortunately hasn’t posted for a while. i’m yet to listen to any audios but i will say off the bat that i wish all of her audios had more detailed descriptions and tags as i’m really picky with audios and like to know what i’m getting into.
[let me help you relax]
🐾 ] the hypno collective :
while i was looking for some new files i found that someone made a playlist of a bunch of creators with themes of motivation and work out. it’s a mix of creators both free and paid for files, i’m definitely gonna check this out later but i felt like it fit the theme.
Ngl kinda wanna fuck the doomer mentality out of some poor trans guy
Like, consistently hates his body and never refers to any of his characteristics as the parts they are, but when told he could absolutely use other terms, he always excuses it away with the defense of "but it will never be that..."
I wanna hear that when I try to refer to his dick as his dick, and get angry that he refuses to even call it that. Wanna punish him for refusing to call it what it is.
I wanna be able to suck his dick so good while I force him to repeat mantra after mantra of what a wonderful, handsome man he is and what he actually has. Make him come so hard while I'm bobbing my head that he's a shaking, crying mess.
Because ngl, there's some issues I think some good head can fix, including doomer trans guys who just need some guidance.
More a blurb than what my usual posting is about, but something I've been thinking about lately
So I'm not a top by any means, nor am I really that dominant of a person. However, the more and more I think about moving to being exclusively t4t as a gay ftm, the more I realize how nice it would be to be able to take care of a guy I'm seeing once he's my boyfriend.
Like, the idea of being the one to snake my arm around his waist while waiting in line at a coffee shop or when passing through a busy bar we haven't been to. Being able to let him lay on top of me while we watch TV on the couch or pulling him into my side when we sit on a public park bench. Being able to look down and smile at his handsome face before laying a loving kiss on his forehead. It all makes my heart swell...
Even more, as I said, I'm not a dominant person nor a top, but for trans men? All I can think about is how cute he'd be laying beneath me while I caress over his torso, how cute he'd be with his hips twitching while I graze over his cock with my thumb, barely giving him the love and attention there that he wants. Want to finally relent and get between his thighs to treat his cock with the attention it absolutely deserves. Want to make him come over and over and over and over again until he's nothing more than a pitiful, whimpering mess with a puddle of arousal beneath him on the sheets.
It'd be even better if he swore he was a girl, that he can't ever be a boy because of how he was born, but I'm sure with a little...convincing, and with enough reward for being such a good boy, I can finally cure him of his delusion. Maybe start with little things, like if he came to spend the night at my place, I'd insist he borrow a set of clothes from me rather than wearing his clothes from yesterday, but it's all masculine clothes from before I started T, so they're exactly his size. I'd insist we grab coffee, and order our coffee for us, and when the barista refers to him as a man, I squeeze his hand before he can correct her and I put my name down for our order rather than letting her ask what his name is, because I know he'll give her some stupid name that isn't his.
Just in general, absolutely wanna make a pretty boy feel loved ^-^
Husband gives me my shot, and it's hot. There was a video I saw on porn hub of a trans man getting spanked and then getting his shot in his glutes. Apparently it was his ex-girlfriend (still friendly/fucking) doing it. Wishing you a shy trans man to give t-shots too. A good boy who squirms and gets hard while you get the shot ready.
i feel like i always see tasks and “guides” for forced femme stuff but im BEGGING you guys to give forced masc stuff the same treatment
🐾 ] tell them what underwear to wear, whether it’s briefs, boxers or jockstraps, make them cut up all their old underwear
🐾 ] praise your sub for taking his t-shot so well, make him cum his brains out after, condition him
🐾 ] encourage your subs to go work out or better yet make them a strict work out plan and make sure they stick to it, enforce it with rewards or punishments
🐾 ] make him get a stroker toy and tell him it’s the only way he’s allowed to cum, make him appreciate his cock
🐾 ] encourage him to drink his protein shakes, to eat more, to grow more, he needs the energy to build muscle, to shape himself into a man
🐾 ] make him edge before the gym and only let him cum after he’s finished working out
🐾 ] make him practice fucking a fleshlight with a strap even if he can’t get off from it, he’s just a living dildo for you to use anyways
🐾 ] or make him practice oral on it, a good man is selfless, a good man provides pleasure, an even better man knows to keep his mouth shut and only use it when he’s told
🐾 ] make him listen to masc hypno, whether it’s just submissive hypno, puppy hypno, himbo hypno, jock hypno or whatever it’s a great tool to put in the back ground or while he’s doing his tasks
🐾 ] make him write lines or practice mantras, this can pair well with hypno, get it through his thick skull that he’s a man and what his purpose is for you
18+ content ahead. angel character x human reader. intentional upper and lower case. lots of references to catholicism. amab, masc reader & character. fem-aligned & minors dni.
thinking about being on your knees alone in a grand cathedral. your eyes are closed, your hands are clasped in prayer, and you’re begging whoever’s out there to intercede for you, to purify your rotten soul. your legs are weak from how long you’ve held this position.
an unfamiliar, warm caress awakens you from your trance, but you have to strain to open your eyes. the incandescent light in front of you is almost unbearable. your corneas sting, and you can feel the beginnings of tears in your eyes.
Cry not, little one. Be not afraid.
the words echo in your head, but have no apparent source. as your sight adjusts, you can make out a shape that is just barely human. it stands between yourself and the altar you were praying to a moment ago. you could have sworn someone touched you, but the creature was much too far from you to do that. it becomes increasingly clear to you what, or who, this creature might be, and the words escape your lips before you can think any further.
“god, is that you?”
the effulgent figure laughs, or at least you think it was him. the sound seems to be coming from your own head, rather than an outside source. his voice is deep and velvety, but it had a musical quality to it.
No, lamb, for I am one of His servants.
you ponder for a moment, only to come to a stronger conclusion. your voice comes out a bit more confident this time.
“a servant of the lord? are you an angel?”
a sudden sensation of warmth fills you, much like happiness or pride. however, you sense that this emotion is not your own, and that it is merely being transferred to you.
That is correct.
his words send a shiver down your spine. tears still threaten to spill from your eyes, but no longer because of his light. rather, you am tempted to cry because due to the sheer awe that has overcome you. your heart races with divine fear of the being in front of you. electricity races through your blood and down, between your legs. you hope he doesn’t notice your growing arousal, especially since you just met the angel.
“s-so… do you have a message for me?”
Not quite, little one. I have been sent to provide an answer for your prayers.
your attempt to stifle your sinful lust is proving to be increasingly unsuccessful. all you can hope is that this angel does not know the human body well enough, so that he does not recognize your flushed cheeks or pounding heart as symptoms of desire.
“would the answer… is it not a message?”
I do not believe a human would interpret it in such a way.
suddenly, an invisible force guides you up, from your knees, and to a standing position. you feel as though you have no choice but to obey, and so you do. that same force compels you forward, the angel following close behind you. you didn’t need to ask to know what this mysterious force was.
now that you stand next to him, you are forced to confront just how much larger he is than you. he has to be at least double your own height. no wonder people are so intimidated by angels. however, he is more like a human than you expected an angel to look.
you stand in between the altar and the tabernacle, your back facing the pews. the angel comes to stand in front of you and lifts you onto the altar.
he cast both yourself and the dim cathedral in a soft glow. you was almost confident that he had toned down his brilliance so that you could bear being so close. his wings spread behind him in a grand display and a halo encircled his head. however, despite all his glory, he did not cast a shadow.
this close, the vague shape of human facial features were visible. although, they were a bit fuzzy, as if not fully realized. there were indents for eyes, the sharp point of a straight nose, and barely discernible lips.
I suppose I should make myself appear more human, if I intend to do what I wish with you.
the fuzzy edges solidified, and he was no longer a being of pure light. he had eyes like storm clouds and hair like silk. he still had his wings, but now they were formed of feathers rather than fire. you were tempted to run your fingers through them, and over his skin, to touch the divine with human flesh. his face broke into a grin and you flushed, remembering he could see your thoughts.
the angel’s robes were done up lazily, and could be pulled apart with a little tug, as if he was trying to tempt you. you could do nothing to hide your growing arousal, especially since he was right in front of you. even then, you made a pathetic attempt at covering yourself up.
he flicked your hands aside with ease, saying, “You need not hide yourself from me, little lamb. I already know how you feel.”
your face twisted in confusion, distracting from his slight teasing. “why are you speaking aloud to me if you can speak directly into my head?”
“Humans seem to be less afraid of me when I communicate in this way and in a human form. However, I do not seem to have that same problem with you. Even your tears came from a place of awe rather than fear.” one of his hands now cradled your face, as his eyes gazed into yours like you were the divine being here. he scoffed slightly as you leaned into his touch without apprehension, scooting infinitesimally towards him. “You are a curiosity amongst your kind, my dear. That is precisely how you managed to catch my attention. In truth, I have been watching you for some time now.”
you couldn’t help but question him again. “how long?”
“Not too long, but enough to become somewhat attached to you. I know you have being crying out to have your soul to be purified, especially since confession has been ineffective for you, and I have a method of doing so.”
“that method involves me being… here?” you gestured widely to the altar you were currently sitting upon.
“Why do I not just show you?”
before you could utter another word, his lips pressed against yours. how could you think whilst being held in the embrace of a sacred being, molded by god? how could describe the kiss of an angel?
his soft mouth fit against yours, like you were made for this kind of devotion. his hands, once stationary, now roamed your body, eager to learn every secret by touch alone, as well as to create a new one. the angel spread your legs with ease.
you balked at his experience, gasping and allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth. you didn’t expect a being such as him to be able to command your body effortlessly.
he tasted like saccharine wine, reminiscent of receiving communion in your childhood. the angel’s tongue slid against your own, drawing whimpers and whines from deep inside your throat.
the angel guided you to lay down on the altar, as he pushed deeper into your mouth. the moment he pulled away, you were gasping for breath. “you’re… really good at that for an angel,” you sputtered.
“I have been around since the beginning of humanity. It is only logical that I would possess at least some knowledge about pleasing a human.” he looked upon you with such adoration that, if you weren’t already blushing, you could have blushed from that look alone.
without you noticing, he had already jumped to disrobing you. his fingers rested upon the first buttons of your shirt. “You do want this, correct?”
“i think you already know the answer to that.”
“Still, I would like to hear it from your lips.”
“yes, i do.”
“Good,” he said, immediately diving back in to kissing you. meanwhile, his hands worked on removing your clothes. with the way you both were positioned, you could not return the favor. you had no choice but to take what the angel gave to you.
you would have shivered without your shirt, were it not for the warmth of his body above you. you let him guide you through each movements of what is both, to you at least, a foreign ritual and a familiar fantasy.
as his hands moved down, so did his mouth. the angel took his time, pressing kisses to each inch of flesh he had available to him. it didn’t take him long to find the spot that would make you react the most: the junction between your neck and shoulder. he lightly nipped at the flesh, forcing a moan from deep inside your body. “That is precisely what I like to hear,” he muttered against your skin.
his fingers worked at unzipping your slacks, tight due to your fervent arousal, and nearly ripped them off you as soon as he could. however, the angel refused to touch you wanted, needed, him most.
you attempted to move in the only way you could, bucking your hips into his hands and whining, “touch me, please…?”
“Not yet, little one,” he said, using one hand to hold you down whilst the other removed your underwear. “Do you really think you deserve that right now?”
already knowing the answer to his question, you were about to respond “no”. but before you could, the angel fully removed your undergarments, and a whine tore through your throat.
you were humiliated with your position, being naked and wanting in front of a divine being. however, your full erection told a different story. like a lamb in the arms of a priest, you thoughtlessly laid forth your weaknesses. you let the angel guide you, with the promise of happiness.
he pulled away from your body, and you whined at the loss of his warmth. “Shush, my dear. You look so much better like this.” His eyes roamed your body, alight with passion and admiration. “Humans were always meant to be bare. They were meant to submit. Here you are, fulfilling your divine purpose. You’re already on the right track.”
“like… this?” you could hardly believe that something so right could cause you to feel so embarrassed.
“Do you not remember how you were in the Garden of Eden? I shall return you to that purity. Worry not, my dear, for you were also humiliated after the Fall.”
“well… what about you?” you said, now able to reach for his clothes.
the angel flicked your hands away once again. “Have patience, lamb. All will come in due time.”
his head, once resting in the crook of your neck now dives down, where you were just begging him to touch a moment ago. he licks teasingly at your tip, refusing to give you the exact pleasure you want.
you’re tempted to buck into his mouth, hands fisting at the cloth of the altar. you sighed at the feeling of finally having some friction against your aching arousal. however, you knew he’d take it away as soon as you tried to reach your own high.
he removed his lips from your erection temporarily, and a grin pulled at his lips. “Notice how it is not that difficult? You’re learning. Good boy.”
you were about to whine, but he immediately shut you up, taking you deep into his mouth and directly contradicting his earlier actions. his eyes met yours, bearing the color and passion of swirling storm clouds.
similarly, his tongue swirled around your length, switching between flicking your tip and licking long stripes underneath. it was hard to flush at the look he was giving when you couldn’t see it, since your head had tossed back in ecstasy.
as you looked to the sky and met eyes with the saints, you wondered how god would see this. you were moaning like a whore on an altar of worship. engaging in such behavior with a sacred creature had to be sinful in some way. for some strange reason, the thought only aroused you more.
however, the angel had initiated the encounter himself, and claimed he was sent for this. had god seen your desires and decided to be merciful? this notion was less comforting than you thought it might be.
surely, this angel get mad at you for perverting what was meant to be a purification ritual. he would see you sin for what it is: something immedicable. the idea of being scolded pushed you nearly to the edge-
“Do you truly believe you deserve to cum when you think things such as that?” your head shot up as he cruelly pulled off of you, taking away the friction your body so desperately craved.
“what? i-i don’t know what you’re talking about…” you stuttered, pathetically eager to reach the high that has been ripped away from you.
“Don’t lie to me. You know you can’t.”
you were opening your mouth to speak, but your breath caught as the angel finally disrobed. he discarded his garments carelessly behind him, and your eyes feasted on the sight of his body like a glutton. the only sound you could emit was a high whine.
without warning, the angel folded your legs up and shoved two fingers inside you. if he was as frustrated as you suspected, he didn’t let it show on his face. instead he was smiling down on you, encouraged evermore by the sounds that cascaded from your mouth.
he quickly broke this eye contact and set his sights on a new target: your chest. the angel leaned over you, further bending you in half. as he licked at one of your nipples, he pushed a third finger inside you.
your back arched and your nails scratched at his back, threatening to rip through his skin. all your senses were filled completely with him. you were still inebriated on the taste of his mouth. the shape of his halo had burned into your eyes. his fingers moved in and out of you with a wet schlik, massaging your sweet spot. he mouthed at your chest greedily, eager to drain you of every last moan he could.
you keened as the angel pushed a fourth finger inside you. he switched to your other areola, but his other hand played with the already sore one. you grasped as his wings as you were about to reach the edge, and the angel let a low groan, almost devilish in its possessiveness. he pulled out and off your chest, denying you your pleasure once again.
you wanted to cry, you wanted to cum, you wanted to be torn apart and put back together again by an angel you didn’t even know the name of. your nails dug into the bare flesh of a divine being, you wanted to make him bleed for denying you again.
“Calm down, little one. You’ll get your pleasure when I decide you deserve it.”
you couldn’t even form full sentences anymore, only fragments or whine fell from lips. any semblance of defiance died before it left your throat.
“Now, you’re about to get something much better. Hold still.”
he punctuated his sentence by thrusting deep into you, filling you up almost immediately. you let out a low moan when you realized he was still sinking into you. you knew he would be big, but you swore you could feel him in your throat.
he finally stopped, giving you a moment to breathe. the weight of him inside you was almost comforting. the only sounds in this dim place were your mixed breathing.
the angel then pulled out, leaving only his tip inside you, before slamming back in. you made a desperate noise that echoed inside the church, somewhere between a scream and a moan. your hands gripped onto his wings like they were your last lifeline as he began to pound into you.
he acted with a ferocity you didn’t know he possessed, and you were unsure if the angel was angry or extremely passionate. either way, he was ensuring you wouldn’t forget this experience.
he filled your vision, looking down at you with a grin on his face. you had no choice but to meet his eyes. “You wish to confess? Recall your sins, and by my power, I shall shrive you.”
oh. oh.
“bless me, Lord, for- ngh~” you attempted to initiate the confession, but couldn’t get through a whole sentence without moaning or stuttering. “for I have sinned- mfghh- i don’t remember my last confession-”
“Oh, dear. You truly are such an impure creature. Confess, now.” the angel said, without any real pity. he only seemed pleased, and thrusted in and out of you unceasingly.
“i-i have lusted after- mhhh- holy beings-”
one of his hands now rested over your heart. he gazed into your eyes, his own a reflection of the heavens. “Of this sin, with this kiss, I absolve you.”
his lips pressed to yours, gentle and forgiving and he stilled. his wings surrounded you in a soft cocoon. for a moment, the world slowed to a halt. for a moment, all that existed was a human, an angel, and a kiss.
a million things flashed through your mind, but at the forefront was the creation of adam. how could adam resist reaching out? how could he deny himself the pleasure of knowing divine flesh?
his lips broke away from yours, and he shushed your whining. “I have yet to give you your penance, little one. To receive full absolution, cum for me.”
he resumed his thrusts with renewed focus, and you came as soon as he gave the command. “You’re so tight, lamb,” he groaned in your ear. “You’ve done such a good job.”
he rammed into you, cumming deep inside you. the angel kissed you on your forehead, whispering, “Good night, my little lamb. I suspect I shall see you again soon.”
when you wake a few hours later, you will no longer be in the cathedral. instead, you will be in your bed, and the morning light will be pouring through your window. on your nightstand, you will find two unfamiliar objects: a necklace, the pendant of which is a feather, and a prayer card, bearing the name of an angel you’ve never heard of.
Like don't get me wrong, forcemasc has its trans routes, but it's still a like kink thing at the end of the day. You shouldn't be letting minors into these kink spaces no matter how tame the content is. (Context: saw someone talking about how minors can partake in Forcefem...?)
