tomboyfriend

they/he. 19. taken. minors DNI!!! mostly dead blog. not really into detrans in the same way anymore. formerly @fruitbearingtoy

[infinitycox39]

need to get detransed into someone's alt tomboy gf. no dysphoria, obviously showing off my female body and getting attention as a cute girl. make sure others obviously know how kinky I am, what a submissive slut I've become. maybe I still call myself nonbinary, but obviously not trans, and very obviously not a man. make me what I'm terrified to be seen as now.

[zesty-alt]

Sorry got distracted thinking about fingering a heavily pregnant prince while swirling my tongue around one of his engorged nipples, stimulating his milk production but being careful not to use enough pressure to draw any out. Slow and lazy, occasionally speeding up and fingering him in earnest, getting him to the edge only to withdraw altogether, loving to hear him whine in protest as he keeps bucking at the air. Arms bound above his head, blindfolded and gagged just how he likes, completely at my mercy and utterly safe beneath my hands as I inflict the sweetest torture on him. Keeping this beautiful, gravid boy moaning and on edge but not granting him any relief, even as his breasts start to visibly swell with how backed up they are and tears start falling down his face.

The prince is strong though; he can take it. By day he bears my children with the utmost poise and grace befitting a royal, never showing any discomfort, commanding respect in every room he enters.

But by night he gets to be mine, and I am privileged to be his.

And the the night is yet young; he won't be satisfied if it ends too soon. I step away from his body for a moment, and take in the sight of him; his ripened belly littered with angry stretchmarks, his plush and handsome breasts, his swollen throbbing cock, his pussy dripping and making a mess on the sheets; drenched in sweat and writhing, moaning, clearly desperate for me to touch.

I have mercy, though not too much; I gently bite one of his teats while gently massaging the other, and I'm rewarded with satisfied moans and a small squirt of milk in my mouth and dribbling down my hand. I quickly stop, and he the noise he makes is less of a sad whine than an angry growl. I merely chuckle, knowing how much he savors the tight pressure in his chest, and settle myself between his legs, mouthing his cock as I rub his sensitive belly.

It's going to be a long night. He deserves nothing less.

[metallictoy]

detrans but instead of being made to perform/conform to a very specific and hypersexualized ideal of womanhood and femininity, the point is to adapt my behaviors to stop "giving into" dysphoric feelings (particularly about my chest) and to force myself to be affirmed by being a boy with tits instead.

idk I like playing with my tits sometimes. they're cute. but most of the time I Do Not want them to be there. Doesn't it sound fun to inappropriately use mindfulness or whatever the fuck to try and not feel that way? probably not but at least it'll make me really fucking horny. yay!!

[pussybxy]

Little gay brain go burrr I wanna fall asleep in a guy's arms and be woken up by his fingers in my mouth, his boner poking my back, and his other hand in my pants teasing my soft pussy getting me nice and wet before pulling my pants off and bending me in half so he can fuck his little toy

[weaklittlefakeboy]

let a straight guy fuck and misgender me last night- this kink is taking over my real life.

buckle in because this is going to be a long one. i’ve been desperately horny and yearning to get fucked by a real cock for weeks. yesterday, a blank profile tapped me on grindr and— out of curiosity— i tapped him back. my profile is also blank for safety reasons—all i have written on my profile is my height, weight and that im a pre-op trans man. this was how he opened our conversation…

he was straight according to his profile and clearly a chaser. but, admittedly, the idea of having a “straight” buddy who treated me like one of the bros but still used my pussy like a girl had me immediately wet and worked up. (you’ve seen my blog, this was straight out of my wildest fantasies.) in a weak, lust-clouded moment, i messaged him back and we exchanged photos (he was hotter than expected, i’m not complaining).

our conversation derailed into a discussion of kinks. he admitted he was into male-dom and breeding— my boxers were subsequently further soaked. fueled by his admission, i hesitantly told him about all of the things i post about on this blog. he seemed very much interested in my fixation on misgendering but, at that moment, continued to refer to me as a guy.

next thing i knew- he was pulling up to my apartment to fuck. i let him in and we were very quickly down to business. we made out for a while until he lifted me up by my ass and threw me onto my bed— hard. my head spun as he unbuckled his pants and got out his cock. he looked down at me with an unreadable expression and full-on ordered me to get down on my knees in front of him.

i did, of course. i remember thinking that from where i was, beneath him and his cock, he looked so huge. i felt so small. i could tell this was going to be the most exhilarating hook up i’d ever engaged in. he told me to stick my tongue out and then he slapped his cock on my face and told me to suck. one thing about me is i looove sucking dick so i got to that task earnestly and enthusiastically. i love the feeling of powerlessness when im on my knees below a “real” man looking up at him through my eyelashes. it’s so demeaning in the most honey-sweet kind of way.

he mumbled “good bitch” as he came all over my face and then he told me to crawl back to to the head of the bed and lay on my back. i did so, covered in cum, chest heaving. he stripped as he stalked over to me. i’ll never forget the dark look in this dudes eyes as he approached me in my prone position. he pinned my arms above my head with his forearm and hovered over me. his unoccupied hand grabbed one of my tits (which are admittedly small, probably a or aa) which made me gasp. he laughed at me and pulled my shirt off completely. i looked up at him lustfully as he groped me some more.

his hand drifted down further, towards the waistband of my sweatpants. his thick finger traced my slit and my back arched off of the bed. he tightened his grip on my hands and started to finger fuck me. with all the built up anticipation, i was feeling good. my eyes rolled back in my head and i started to whimper. he laughed at my pleasure and the obscene sound of his fingers battling with the wetness and said “yknow, i’ve never met a man with a pussy before.” my eyes flew open.

i’ve never once engaged in my misgendering kink in a setting with another person, let alone some random hookup. it’s always been something that, even in relationships, i’ve hidden. i feel a lot of shame around this kink. however, hearing an actual man say words i’ve read a million times on kink blogs like mine unleashed something in me. i moaned. he zeroed in on that with something i can only describe as a sharks smile.

“tits, pussy… if i look past all that hair it’s not all that hard to see a woman. especially when i do this.”

he removed his fingers and released my hands. he grabbed my legs, pulled off my sweatpants, and folded me in half with my legs together and plump, freshly shaved pussy exposed. he grabbed a pillow and covered my face. i will admit in hindsight that that part scared me a tad but i was truly blinded by lust in the moment.

“there we go, now you look exactly like every other girl i’ve put in her place. doesn’t it feel good?”

my moan was muffled but i was well and truly soaking at this point. he threw the pillow across the room and spread my legs wide, though he kept me folded and prone. “look” he ordered “what do you see between your legs?”

“a pussy…” i had whispered, eyes black with lust.

he hummed, pulling out his cock once again and laying it over my slit. “now, what do you see between my legs?”

“a cock”

he slid his cock through my wetness, teasing me. he slapped my t-dick with his cock a few times before resting the tip at my entrance. “and what do men like me do with their cocks when a pussy is presented to them like this?”

“they… fuck them?” i had responded, my heart pounding in my chest and ears.

“good girl.” he smiled as he penetrated me to the hilt. i literally screamed, i was aroused enough that i felt pleasure but the sudden fullness came with a sting. i closed my eyes as he started to pump into me hard. i missed getting fucked a lot and this was elevated x10 with the added pleasure of submission and humiliation. it was in these first few minutes— the room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts, and high pitched moans— that i fully grasped what was happening. the hook up came to be so fast and spontaneously. now, here i was, moaning underneath the heavy weight of a cis, straight man who saw me as and was fucking me raw like a girl. it was a feeling like no other.

he found his rhythm and my moans became more uncontrollable. i opened my eyes at some point and met his sharp gaze as he pounded me. “feel good, baby?” he asked me. i nodded blearily, looking down at our bodies pressed together, watching my tits bounce with each of his thrusts and the addictive sight of his manhood disappearing into my cunt. i tightened instinctively in arousal and he grunted. he growled something along the lines of being careful with that or else he was “going to put a baby in me” and the heat within me just grew hotter.

at this point he switched positions, dragging me to the edge of the bed and standing up between my legs so he could have better leverage. in this position, his torso tapped my t-dick with every thrust of his hips and i effectively lost my mind with pleasure. i screamed a conglomeration of the words “yes” “please” “oh my god” and “fuck me” while scratching lines down his back. safe to say it felt so good. he chuckled in my ear as i gasped and shivered underneath him.

it was then that i felt a massive orgasm approaching- its warmth built in my stomach and my staccato of moans began to elevate in pitch as i climbed towards the climax. i likely sounded indistinguishable from the other girls this guy had fucked. moments before i orgasmed. he stopped moving completely.

“what the fuck” i remember saying, protest cut off by his hands pinning me down again- one arm keeping my arms in place above my head and the other pressing down slightly on my neck. i looked up at him with wide eyes- pussy throbbing from built up arousal and lack of release.

“do you want to cum?” i nodded, tears growing in my eyes. “then i’m gonna need you to repeat after me sweetheart. i’m a good girl. i’m lesser than a man. i’m meant to be bred. say that and i’ll fill you up and let you finish.”

i moaned, my eyes rolled back into my head as he pressed down on my neck harder. “i-im a good…girl. i’m lesser than a man. i’m, i’m meant to be bred-“

he moaned hearing me say those words and released his hands, moving them back down to my hips where he resumed his pounding with a newfound vigor. it didn’t take long for my orgasm to build again, especially as he grunted obscenities in my ear- calling me a bitch, sliding in the use of she/her, and other sweet nothings about male dominance and female submission. as i reached the peak, stronger this time because of his edging, i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and let go. it was one of the best orgasms i’ve ever had in my life. my whole body shook and i couldn’t control the sounds coming out of my mouth. he fucked me through it, prolonging the pleasure. eventually he reached his climax as well “i’m gonna fill you up with my cum i’m gonna breed you-“ he hiked me back up onto the bed and pressed me into a mating press as he came, deep, deep inside me.

after we both came down from the high of cumming he rolled off the bed. leaving me laying there, skin flushed red, cum on my face and leaking out of my twitching pussy. he grabbed both my tits one last time and trailed his fingers down to my pussy again. he have me one last “good girl” before getting dressed and leaving my apartment without another word.

had to get a plan b bc of my spontaneity (i’m not on birth control and don’t trust t to do the job) but it was a good night of exploring this kink either way

[boyw1fe]

ok. something about that kink for trans inclusive bioessentialism really gets me. lmao. like yes, i'm a man, and i do also have an empty womb that needs to be used as an incubator, because that's what it's there for. that's just biological facts

[detransdog]

☆ random mtf detrans thoughts—

detransitioning is fucked up and complicated and scary and not the same for everyone. i think hanging out in tumblr spaces can lead you to develop an extremist view of it; detransitioning means i have to look like a masculine man only, completely stop hrt, present a certain way, have sex a certain way, when that is simply not true.

detransitioning can be whatever you want. i'm detransitioning at the moment, i pass well enough that i haven't been misgendered in 7+ years, but i still want to be called he/him, that's detransition. i don't want to change how i look outside of minor androgyny/adjustments, i don't really want to stop hrt, only lower my dosage or experiment with short bursts of testosterone. i am male but in a way that's undeniably transfem. the guilt can eat away at you but you gotta realise that no one really cares or even thinks about it too much, and it's totally okay for 'boy' to be part of your identity to any, or even constantly changing, extent

i had these thoughts for years (transitioned to a girl at 14, questioning gender for about 4 years now), and it feels so fucking liberating to finally accept is as part of myself without it being this, total thing that's need to be committed to absolutely.

basically, go out there and fuck with your gender, literally no one cares and if you hate it you can always go back

[hyenagirlpenis]

Thinking about being eased into lactation against my will, being treated so gently but firmly. My resistance means nothing but they still coo sympathetically and soothe me as the changes start to set it: tender pain, swelling, nipples changing color and texture. All while I can do nothing but feel the growing horror as the milk sets in. "Look at how much you've changed!" said with warm delight and joy as I stare, mortified and shutting down, at the first few drops trickling down my skin.

[blond-bimbo-boy]

Dad who pressures you into going shirtless once you come out. "You're a man, ain't ya? Real men go around shirtless. It's normal." He insists, making fun of you whenever you wear a shirt. You wonder if you're the one making it weird by being uncomfortable with the idea of your tits being out. Finally, you can't take anymore of your dad's teasing. You come downstairs without a shirt, your tits moving with every step you take. It feels good, much easier and more comfortable than binding or wearing a shirt. And in a way, it is affirming.

Your dad immediately notices. The smile that lights up his face makes you feel so warm. He pulls you into a hug, squeezing you tightly against his own bare chest. "That's m'boy." He coos. "You're such a good boy for your old man." Your tits are pressed into your dad's chest, but the hug is warm and nice. You've always craved his attention, and being praised is far better than being bullied for wearing a shirt.

When your dad pulls away from the hug, he looks down at your tits and shakes his head fondly. He cups both of them in his hands, rubbing his thumbs gently over your nipples. The sudden touch surprises you, you gasp. "Good job, son." He says, meeting your eyes. "Doesn't this feel much better?"

Your entire body feels so hot. You can't help how your nipples get hard under your dad's soft touch. When you don't say anything, he gives your nipples a little pinch. "Yes, dad." You gasp, nodding. "So much better."

[delusional-ftm]

Need to cuddle with a guy who promised it wouldn’t go any further than that. Then I feel his hands pulling off my clothes. He tells me he’s not going to do anything, he just wants to feel me. He takes his clothes off to and pulls me to his bare chest. I feel his heart beating. I feel his cock pulsing against my ass, and I feel his arms wrapped around me. Despite myself, I feel my pussy start to leak. Thirty minutes pass and his dick is rock hard against me. He shifts and I feel it slip between my legs, brushing against my vulva. I shiver and he starts to kiss my neck. I grab onto his arm and groan… and then I feel him position his tip right against my cunt. I try to tell him to stop, that we don’t have a condom, but he pushes himself in and I’m cut off by a gasp as I feel his length spreading me open.

I’m confused and horny and I didn’t want to have sex, but he keeps hitting my cervix and he’s clearly enjoying himself so I ask him to just make sure to pull out.

Lying in bed, him rutting into me from behind, one hand wrapped around my chest and another resting over my womb… my pussy can’t help from feeling good. I’m moaning for him, close, and he’s speeding up and it feels sooo good, when he suddenly shoves in balls deep, his cock pulsing and shooting cum deep inside me. I feel him filling me up and I can’t help but cum on his cock.

I’m laying there afterwards, his dick still inside me, him asleep against my back. I want to get up to push out his semen, but I don’t want to wake him up. It’s not a safe day… but I’m on testosterone, so it’ll probably be okay, right? People don’t get pregnant on their first try. I’ll be okay. I’ll just take it out tomorrow…

But as I drift off to sleep, his swimmers would find my egg and my insemination would be complete 🩷

[stillvathek]

Being porn is so easy.

You have a camera right in your handbag, your pocket. In your bra, maybe. It's there all the time. You can take pictures anywhere, whenever. It's so easy.

Videos, even. Whatever you want.

Show off how you did your hair. Show off that new outfit.

Show off your tits.

It's so easy. Anytime. Anywhere.

Right now. The phone is probably already in your hand.

You can just take a picture. Look cute! Smile!

It's so easy.

So easy you can do it again. You can take another, but make it sluttier. Show off some skin, make sure the camera is pointing down your top. Smile! That's better. Good girl.

So easy to be porn.

And it just gets easier. Maybe next time you make sure your top is a little lower. Maybe you just take it off completely. It's just so easy. Maybe you lift your skirt to show what underwear you have on today.

Maybe you spread your legs to show you don't have any on at all.

Such a good girl. Such good porn.

Don't even have to think about it. It's so easy. It's right there.

It's right in your hand.

[duskedanddawned]

Love the concept of fauxcest but the dirty talking is still just sibling type talk.

“Shut the fuck up you miserable baby, I was going to cockwarm you anyways.”

“You’re so fucking loud and annoying, are you not embarrassed?”

“Can you stop squirming? Or I’ll fucking make you.”

“God, fine, I’m sorry, don’t tell mom okay? she’ll kill me.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re not awful at eating out, you could still use some improvement.”

“Can I cum inside this time? You still owe me from last time.”

“Fuck it, I’m doing it anyway, you can just deal with it.”

[crustaceannn-defunct]

I think the hottest thing ab dicks is the throbbing... The way they jump and pulse and bounce in response to anything. Someone being so horny that you can see their cock strain against their pants, kissing them and feeling it get harder and harder as it throbs and throbs against your leg.. Its not enough that their dick is already hard, their body keeps pumping in more and more blood, their body trying to signal to them how desperately they need to be used and sucked and jerked off. A visual reminder of just how fucking *horny* they are...

[heatdrunk]

thinking about all the ways u can talk dirty to a pregnant partner before they start to show,,,,,,

“oh, look at you, sweetheart. if i didn’t already know you were knocked up i could figure it out just from looking at your puffy pregnant cunt.”

“soon you’ll be so big that everyone can see what i did to you, but for right now it’s just between us. so good for me, carrying our little secret.”

“you’re already glowing, look how flushed you are.”

“poor thing, are your tits already getting sensitive this early on? i can only imagine how much worse it’s going to get.”

“that’s right, baby, take the cock that knocked you up. take the cock you got yourself good and pregnant on.”

“god your pussy feels even better now that i’ve claimed your womb. it’s like your body knows it’s all mine.”

“of course i’ll finish inside you. not like you can get any more pregnant than you already are.”

“you want my cum sweetheart? go on. ask for it. tell me you wanna be filled with the cum that bred you.”

[venomousbro]

Needy, pathetic big brother that can’t wait any longer and just jumps right into it, shoving their thick cock into their sweet baby brothers cunt and fucking into the tight heat like their life depends on it. They don’t know how to get their little brothers on board and they can’t fuck into their fists all alone anymore. The most they can do is chant, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so f-fucking sorry,” while they’re balls deep in their lil bro.

[paws-with-a-blog]

Baby bro who's whining and pouting cause big bro stopped as soon as he pushed inside. Big bro who's got his eyes clamped shut and grunting out a "shut the fuck up and don't move" cause he's about to bust two seconds in.

[bigbropolarbear]

Big bro is pinning you against a wall with one of your arms behind your back.

"Hey, faggot. I missed you last night," he breathes into your ear, "but that's not the issue right now."

He lets you go and turns you to face him. Looking you up and down, brows furrowing. Big bro grabs your wrist and pulls you towards his room

"The fuck are you wearing girl clothes for? You know I dig guys more." Once you're in his room, he turns and locks the door. Shoving you onto his bed, he goes around picking out items of clothing and tosses each one to you. When he turns to you, he looks confused.

"Need a special invitation? Change dork." He's already on you, yanking away your clothes. Once you're naked, he pauses and grabs your arm dragging you in front of a full-body mirror. Standing behind you, making you look at yourself. He reaches down between your legs and taps at the bundle of nerves.

"What's this? Huh, tell me. What. Is. This?" He punctuated the last three words with more tapping.

You eventually stammer out It's your clit. Big bro slaps you with the hand that was forcing you to look in the mirror.

"That's your cock, dumbass. Now, tell me what this is?" He rubs a finger across the top and circles the head.

"My...my co...m-my co...my cock" you shyly stammer out.

"Atta boy." He coos in your ear. He leads you back to bed and forces the shirt he tossed at you earlier on you. Then he starts putting on the boxers and pants but he doesn't pull them all the way up. He looks at you and smirks.

"Wanna experience one of the best feelings as a guy?" You nod, without even thinking. Big bro begins to give you head. Taking your cock into his mouth.

Later you leave big bro's room, dazed and wearing the clothes he gave you, hiding the hickeys and bite marks underneath.