My next testosterone shot is November 21st. Make me quit before then.
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My next testosterone shot is November 21st. Make me quit before then.
Kidnapping you and setting up a little blog for you to use as a victim diary. I'll force you to write about the things I'd done to you that day and then touch you while you read every filthy response about how hot that was, how they wish they could abuse you like that. I'd post pictures of your body too. Pictures of you tied up, of the marks I'd given you, of my hands around your throat and my cock buried deep inside you. I'd let people play little games with us too. Like, have people send in things to write on your body in sharpie, or do cock rates where I make you describe how much you wish you could be raped on that cock for every submission, and like "every note on this post is a slap from daddy" type of stuff.
I'd be careful to never show your face in any pictures though. I wouldn't want anyone recognizing you on a missing poster. .....wouldn't it be kinda hot if someone recognized you by your body though? Like from a birthmark or a scar or a cluster of moles. Imagine them reaching out to you in dms to ask if it was you. You'd want to say it was so badly, yes yes it's me come save me please. But at the same time, this is someone you know well, and now they've seen you be degraded in unspeakable ways. I'd give you permission to answer honestly, if you wanted. I'd say go ahead, tell them that was you cumming over and over from being raped.
Thought of some drunk random whipping out his cock and pissing on me, pin me by the neck against the wall when I try to move away in shock and take extra care to aim his piss stream on my crotch. The silhouette of my pussy revealed as my pants darken with his piss. After a long while him shaking off the last of it and leaving. Me looking for all the world like I’ve pissed myself, soaking and stinking and having to walk a long way home mortified.
Talking to desperate fakeboys on Grindr is always fun. Firstly you know they're already committed to getting fucked. For us real men it's some of the easiest possible pussy you could get.
The conversation is always the same and I play a little game now. When I ask them if anything especially turns them on, I make a bet on how many replies it takes until they mention either breeding or CNC.
It's never more than five replies. Usually the very first one. Why is it that every single fakeboy's biggest kink is always getting pinned down by a real man and having an unprotected load dumped into their needy throbbing cunt? Why do you never have a masculine, dominant sexual fantasy? Why is it always being overpowered, having your soft legs and tight aching cunt spread open, and then having your body bred like a woman?
So for the fakeboys that feel ashamed of their breeding and rape kinks. Don't worry. You're not alone. Literally every one of you fucked up sluts is exactly the same. You're all endlessly rubbing your cunts to the thought of being bred. To those fakeboys brave enough to have a Grindr account, you can rest assured that most of the men messaging you don't see you as male. We see you as a messed up little girl who is giving out her cunt for an easy breeding in return for attention, and we're happy to make use of your tight wet pussy while we look down at what a good girl you are.
Hey just letting you know, I was jerking off earlier and couldn't find anything to clean myself up with so I used your binder. Yeah there's an unmistakable jizz stain on it now, but it's probably still fine to wear it, right?
So incredibly hot that sperm cells can live in a girl's womb for several days. Carrying his DNA, rubbing my womb and anxiously wondering if it'll take. There's nothing I can do except wait as his sperm dominates my poor defenseless body
I'm not on any birth control. I'm a virgin who doesn't anticipate having sex any time soon. I need to be taken, I want to be punished for not caring enough to protect my vulnerable little pussy. I obviously want it if I'm not even bothering to accept and look after my female body
I don't even care if you can tell who I am. I'm embarrassed as hell but I'm so fucking needy
It's incredible to think about, isn't it? A man fucks you bare, and suddenly you're full of hundreds of millions of his sperm, for days. An endless army of them swimming around inside you, trying to find your egg - every one trying to be the one that forces you to make a baby for him. Even when you're done feeling his cum drip out of you, you're still being invaded by him, occupied by him.
Can you even really imagine what it would feel like, to be so vulnerable? To have his seed so deep inside of you that all you can do is pray that there won't be an egg there for it to find? To know that at any moment you might ovulate - and that if you did, you'd conceive?
All of that applies even if everything was perfectly consensual. If you were taken... oh, what a sweet thing. To know that your rapist's genes were inside you in the countless millions. To know that your body, your identity, your whole life was still in danger - because of how ready your womb would be to grow his seed. Because your body was made to nurture a baby for a man who fucked you, no matter what man.
You can try to forget your body. You can deny what it wants to do, decide that you're above it, take no precautions. You can ignore the womb inside you.
It'll just make it easier for him to remind you.
I wish a man would run up to me on the street as I’m minding my own business and cum on me. Maybe pull my underwear and cum inside it too. People would look in that uncomfortable, awkward way when they sympathise but don’t want to take action. They’d stare at me standing in shock with cum streaked on my clothes and squelching in my underwear and shuffle away to bashfully tell their friends about it, adding words like “oh how horrible” to assure their goodness.
ftm stands for "fleshlight to males"
Saw another transguy at the gym today. Pre-T or very newly on T. I thought about approaching him, but the only reason I‘d approach him is because he‘s obviously trans. Would have been embarrassing to get approached only because he looks trans.
He was obviously intimidated by the other men around. I bet he even was intimidated by me, because I have strong passing. I really enjoyed watching him run around nervously from exercise to exercise. I‘d love to meet him in the lockers and talk with him about being ftm and going to the gym. Maybe I could build his trust and work out with him, making him more dysphoric and subtly showing him how far away he is from what I am. Maybe he‘d get emotional and go to the bathroom to calm down. Of course I‘d be with him, trying to help him. I‘d be ragingly hard while he‘s crying. If I‘d have evil forces in me on that day I‘d start rubbing his little girly cunt.
His binder is showing through his tank, he‘s even shorter than I am, has these tiny shoulders and tiny arms. I‘d love to see his tits and how big his clit is.
Fuck. I hope I see him again.
the only surgeon you could find in your budget was out of state, so i agreed to let you crash at my place nearby while you recovered from top surgery. i picked you up from the airport, joked around as we waited in baggage claim. you felt comfortable.
it wasn't until we got to the car that you started to get nervous. i'd stopped smiling and laughing as much, gone quiet. inside the car, the drive was silent. you started to get goosebumps.
when i pulled off the highway onto an empty rural road, you started sweating. when i parked, you panicked.
i put a stop to that.
finally, i got you calmed down and i explained the situation. in short, you had a very simple choice. you could strip naked and lock your clothing in the trunk for the remainder of the drive, or you could find another ride and place to stay. outside, it started to rain.
you cried and threatened and screamed and cried some more. of course. but what could you do, really? you'd put yourself in a very vulnerable position and we both knew it.
when you got back in the passenger seat, you were shaking so hard your tits were jiggling. it would be such a pleasant view as we drove for hours out to my home in the country. you told me you put in for 3 weeks' off from work. just enough time to teach you why transitioning isn't the right choice for you. i've got a feeling you might be missing your flight back, though.
I miss when men used to grope me before I started passing.
I used to be a feminist, so angry at the misogyny and violation I was subject to since I was young.
But now I only feel sad that my chances of getting raped are becoming lower and lower.
I stand in the train in my man clothes and boyish face and reminisce the time I got molested in public for the first time.
And I regret.
so hot how the further back into the closet i've pushed myself to get my cock hard, the more i've wanted a ftm girlfriend to pick out girly outfits and makeup for, beat up, and drain my balls in until i knock her up. slowly but surely, jerking myself to patriarchy kink posts has started to pay off, i need a fakeboy with big tits so i can pump her full of estrogen, slap her ass, and remind her everyday her female sex makes her inferior. it makes me so dysphoric to think of these violent fantasies, but every day since i've been on my natural hormones, i can't help but think of them more and more. it really shows how fake my desire to transition was. i never wanted to be a woman, just needed a housewife to abuse and stick my dick in. like every other perverted man
I want graphic rape and impreg threats in my dms so badly. I want real men and terfs to tell me how they’d rape me until I know I’m a girl, tell me what you want to do to my sopping cunt and swollen clit, how you’ll punish me for keeping my pretty tits hidden all the time, how you’ll get me pregnant so I can’t pretend to be a man when my tits are leaking and my belly’s swollen
I’ve been to lovely bnbs with a tub in the bedroom. I’d love to be a guide and travel companion to a foreigner who visits Korea. And at night when we check into our room I’ll be their sex toy to use as they please. I’d let them tie me up and fuck me. And as I wait to be untied, looking forward to a relaxing wind down in the tub, I want them to pick me up and drop me in, ignoring my panicked protests. The water won’t let my screams be heard.
humping my pillow just thinking about getting a girl pregnant jfc im thinking about cruising for a younger trans guy enjoying his first time at a gay bar and absolutely wrecking his life by getting him pregnant in the bathroom stall. telling him if he really wants to pretend to be a boy then ill treat him like one, fine, and rape his asshole too while im at it
remember girls you "pass" only if there are no really mean men around
Can someone please send me more transphobic memes targeting ftms?
this is a sign to all of the fakeboys out there to go ahead and buy that thong, bra, crop top, or skirt you keep thinking about. its worth it, youll be dripping wet and ill be proud of you for taking that step <3
A daddy gave me an allowance to go buy myself a dress and some panties. I bought myself some fake tit bras too. I don’t remember the last time I wore a bra. He says he’ll book me a hotel for a trip if I dress like a girl in public for the whole day.