24 y/o ftm girl— asks & DMs are encouraged, pls tell me how you’d fix me, demand pics, etc. (but for the love of fuck PLEASE read my pinned post before DM-ing me) property of @slimegirlboobies🥰💛 Throne: https://throne.com/spacedoutfucktoy
Hi, i’m Mila, i’m 24 yrs old. I’m a fakeboy (FTMTF) who loves showing off for anyone who wants a good internet slut to play with. I am owned by @slimegirlboobies, who is my beautiful amazing domme and the best owner ever (she is okay with me sexting other people <3). Feel free to ask for pics, RP, etc. in my DMs😵💫🥴🤍
OBLIGATORY DISCLAIMER: This blog is for fantasy purposes only. IRL I am a proud transgender man and fully believe that all trans people are the gender they say they are and deserve basic human rights and respect. Additionally, I do not actually condone any nonconsensual actions like r*pe or incest in real life.
(Boundaries, limits, & other important information listed below the cut)
Boundaries:
- I will send pictures/GIFs but will NOT send video/audio or participate in video calls.
- I very rarely give out my other socials for safety reasons, and when I do so it will be at my discretion.
- I don’t give out my actual deadname, you can call me Mila or nothing at all (unless you wanna choose a name yourself🥴).
- I will not always be active on this blog as i do need to take occasional breaks from it for my mental health, to take care of IRL things, etc.
- While I am fine with being asked for pictures, I’m not a huge fan of people demanding things of me or degrading me for things like not answering sooner, not being able to take new pictures immediately, etc. Please understand that I’m a human being and not a porn machine. I’m also disabled and chronically ill so sometimes I’m able to do some things but not others.
Limits:
- don’t call me ‘pig’, ‘slave’, ‘s*ssy’, ‘m*tt’, ‘disgusting’; not a fan of being called pet names like “babe”, “doll”, etc. unless we’ve been talking for a while and we’ve discussed it first. do not call me the f slur or any ableist slurs, that is an immediate block.
- referring to my genitals as “prince/princess parts”, it just feels uncomfy idk🥲 (for some reason my brain is okay with “puppy parts” though? lol)
- not into eating ass or sniffing armpits, sorry lmao
- slightly related to the last one but i’m not too much into scent kink stuff either, i have to be in a very specific mood for that (read: this is a soft limit so you can ask but don’t expect it most of the time)
- piss/scat, vomit, spitting (on me, using it as lube is fine), & other bodily fluids (breast milk & cum are okay)
- ^^^ (especially spitting in my mouth, this is a HARD limit)
- cheating, in fantasy or IRL (if you have a partner(s) who doesn’t know about your NSFW blog, i probably won’t interact with you)
- raceplay
- ED/feeder/stuffing kinks
- extreme body modification (i.e. head shaving) for humiliation/degradation purposes or anything permanent like tattoos (except womb tattoos), branding, or permanent scarring
- severe injury/gore/SH, face slapping, gun play, drowning/waterboarding, death/suicide/snuff
- beastiality
- ANYTHING involving children/infants (this includes sexualizing age regression and anything about labor/giving birth, i may have a massive breeding kink but that stops at the pregnancy part) (side note: i am okay with age play as long as both people involved are 18+)
Taken anon tags (as of 11/28/25):
🖤, N, 💛,
Tags I use frequently: #spacedoutfakeboy, #my post(s), #my domme💛, #reality check, #important, etc.
An Important Message:
^^^ I posted the screenshotted post a while back, but wanted to include it here since it’s really important. TLDR: read my pinned post & respect boundaries, none of the hard kinks I engage in reflect my actual beliefs, respect trans people, and don’t expect me to detransition IRL. if you break any of my hard limits, you will get exactly one warning and then an immediate block after that. i know this is a lot to read, but please at LEAST read my limits, i don’t think that’s too much to ask.
I think that about wraps it up. If you actually read all of this, thank you for your respect and patience. I wish I didn’t have to go through all of these things in such great detail, but from my experience with engaging in detrans/misgendering kink so far, I realize that it needs to be addressed explicitly and clearly.
Imagine being kept intoxicated for all time... You don't know where you are or who you are, really, and you don't really care, you're just vaguely horny all the time. There are strangers groping you all over and you're too dizzy to protest, so you just let them. There are hands touching your most intimate parts, and you're forced to open your mouth and please others. Your holes are being used and you can't even remember by whom or for how long, you're just constantly weak and drifting in a haze of pleasure...
Imagine being the slutty mascot for a college fraternity or sorority.
You live in the house with them, completely under the control of your attractive owners. They dress you in their school colors and paint their names on your body. You go where they want you to go and do what they want you to do.
All of your needs are provided for. In fact, they often argue over who gets to care for you next. Whoever feeds you gets to have you on their lap or at their feet during the meal. Whoever grooms you gets to have you join them in the shower. Whoever makes you cum the most times during the day gets to have you in their bed that night.
The real fun begins during the parties. Throughout each party, you stay in the position they place you in. One night, you spend on your back on a table with your legs spread wide. The next night, you're on your knees, tits out, glistening with flavored lube. Another night, you're bent over with your bare ass in the air.
Party guests add money to the beer fund to be allowed to fuck you. People compete for who can make you cum the most times. But the real honor is if someone is able to get their photo on the "I made The Slut squirt" wall.
You're often kidnapped by rival teams. You laugh as they throw you over their shoulders and sprint off with you, knowing you'll be fucked by a whole new group of people. You're never worried, your owners always race to get you back before the other team can dress you in rival colors.
You're a widely accepted to be a good luck charm. You stand in the locker room for players to fondle you before running out to the field. People are always sure to finger you before taking a big test.
You're accessible to your owners at all times, and you love it. Being their cute little pet is all the fulfillment you need. You are the perfect communal fucktoy.
being called "dumb" turns me on so much..... but not in a "you're genuinely an idiot" way, more of a "aww baby, your brain just turns off when your needy, huh? you can't even make proper sentences. you're so cute and pathetic, my little dumb pet" way
really want someone to interrupt me mid conversation by groping my tits, pinching my nipples, anything to shut off my brain and remind me that what i was saying wasn't that important, because after all, i'm just a pair of tits really <3
Her eyes open slowly. At first, she doesn’t know why she’s awake. Then, she knows why:
Her baby girl is dreaming.
A slow, sleepy smile spreads over her face.
“Baby,” she leans over, brushing some hair out of my face.
My face twists up in pleasure, my mouth a little slack. A soft little whimper rises in my throat. Must be a really good dream.
Laying back down onto her side she pulls me into her, pressing soft kisses into my neck, running a hand over my thigh and squeezing it as she pulls it over hers, slipping her hand between my legs to feel my absolutely dripping cunt. My hips rock into her hand when she presses it against me and she moans low under her breath, pressed so closely behind me. Her underwear getting tighter by the second, hardening against my ass.
She rubs my clit slowly, listening to the whimpers and whines I make in my sleep, relishing in the way my hips twitch, loving how wet I’m getting under her touches.
She finally, finally sinks into me with two fingers, fucking me slowly, taking her time. Finding that angle where she can curl her fingers just right, the palm of her hand rubbing against my clit on every slow thrust.
My moans start getting louder. My eyelids flutter. Right when my walls start clenching around her fingers, she removes them gently.
She slips her cock out of her panties and lines up with my cunt right as I wake up, a surprised moan tearing out of my throat as she slides into me slowly.
“Oh—oh, mommy, fuck, what—?” I whine, overwhelmed and sleepy and sensitive.
“You were dreaming, princess,” she grinds her hips into mine, making me whimper.
I clench around her, sleepy and high on pleasure. My forehead is buried in my forearm, the nails of my other hand digging into the pillow. “A-ah—”
“I couldn’t help it, you sounded so needy. Just had to fuck my pretty baby…” She adjusts my leg again and starts rubbing my clit in time with her thrusts. “Had to feel your pretty little pussy around me…”
I whimper, and as I’m waking up more I start to take note of everything: how wet I am for her, how there’s fine tremors running through my body with need, how much I want - need - more, and I groan into my arm. “Mommy, please…”
“Don’t worry,” Mommy says soothingly. “We’re just getting started, baby.”
