#cowboy forcemasc

[ugkyratman-666]

[rockymountyn]

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I need more cowboy forcemasc please........ imagine a big strong cowboy holding you down while he tells you that he can tell you aint a girl. Imagine him shoving your face onto his crotch, telling you that thats is what a man has and what youll have if you let him help you....... plsplspls

[nuclear-atm0sph3ar]

repost with credits

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All credits to @fohnjield on TikTok

[sorieeat]

(cowboy forcemasc)

I saw you on 'wanted' posters. Hey hey, no need to panic, i ain't no bounty hunter. But your posters are all over the state now, think you should join us. We're all outlaws here, we're a gang, we look out for each other. And it's not like you have anywhere else to go, right?

You can't be running around like this tho, anyone could recognize you from a mile away. No, we need to do something about that.

Sorry, but that dress has to go. I think some of my clothes should fit you until we can get you something new. Something that really suits a cowpoke like you. You need a proper hat too.

Also, that hair... it's impractical, i have to cut it short. Don't complain now, it doesn't have to look pretty. The shittier you look the less recognizable you're, and the more you look like us. And you wanna be like us, right?

The more i look at you the less your name fits you, it just sounds silly, so forget about it. I'll come up with a new name for you.

Now that i think about it, i should teach you how to ride like a man. You're not wearing any dresses anymore, so enough with this bullshit. You wanna ride like a real cowboy does. Spread your legs, yes... Now squeeze tight, that's it. Hey, don't be scared of the horse bucking. We're gonna have to practice a lot, maybe i'll let you show me that on a saddle soon.

There's a lot you need to learn but don't worry, partner, i'm here to teach you. You'll be a real fucking outlaw in no time, you're one of us after all.

[leons-yapping-blog]

oh to run away with someone and be cowboys living in a hut in the middle of the forest, wrestling and riding horses like men

[forcemace]

Cowboy forcemasc, learning how to survive and stand up for what's right and to point and shoot even when you're scared witless of what'll happen if you miss

You and your partner ran away together because you were done being ladies. The dresses, the heavy stares, the suitors. You stole your fathers’ horses and ran into the night together, dressed in your fathers’ clothes, too big and ugly but better than the ten layers you’d been used to.

Over the months you’ve held up some places, only ones with the real shitheads who don’t deserve the title of man you’ve inhabited. It was hard to hold the barrel straight at first, but it’s gotten easier. Imagining the life you’ll have in your new clothes or the boots from the leather worker you brought to justice for the ways he’d treated the town’s women. Your partner carves butterflies into the boots, the transformation you both committed to represented in their wings.

You hunt together, and learn techniques to persevere the foods. You both have no room for doubt in your manhood, you call each other man and rut against each others jeans through the holes in the chaps. Grunting and getting each other off by the dying fire under the stars. You ran away boys but you’ve become men, trekking from place to place collecting bounties.

Eventually, you make the journey back to your home town, just to pay back the money for the stolen horses, no score goes unsettled. Back into the horizon you ride together, grinning at each other, knowing life is yours.