I'm accepting of all genders and all the ways someone wants one forced on them, just so long as you'll recognise me as the one who did it. In fact, wouldn't it be better if we could erase all those useless memories of your "gender assignment" and "gender identity"?
As far as you're aware: I was the one who assigned your gender, then I reassigned you one. I have absolute control over what gets to be "feminine" or "masculine" or anything else for that matter. I want your brain so scrambled that you can't remember what your body used to look like, to be thoroughly confused and humiliated when you try to have sex with anyone else. I hope you're so filled with shame you'll have to come back to me; And we can wipe your mind again and again....
You're my girl, my boy, my toy to play pretend with. It'll start off as mutual kink play, but slowly I'll break down your reality until I've made you into just a doll to dress up. Wouldn't that be fun~?