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Imagining being drugged and tied down by an obsessive stalker girl who wants to convert me to liking pussy.
I wake up in a cold sweat, unable to move and inexplicably horny. I'm tied to a bed and t lhere's a woman I don't know straddling my torso.
She explains that she's been watching me and following me for months, that she knows I'd be perfect for her if only I wasn't gay. But she can fix that, she says. She can fix that by making me understand how good it feels to be with a woman.
I realize what she means. She's going to violate me, to make me fuck her against my will. I beg her not to touch me, to let me go. She merely shushes me and says "It's okay baby, you're going to love it" before she begins stroking my already hardening cock. It isn't long before it's stiff and ready to be mounted.
She lowers herself onto me agonizingly slow. I try to tell myself I don't like it, but she's so warm and wet and it feels so good around my dick. I let out a soft moan and she flashes me a dangerous smile.
She begins bouncing herself up and down, up and down, her soft velvety pussy stroking me the way only a pussy can. My moans are staggered with half-hearted whimpers of "No, please don't, wait, stop!" but she doesn't listen, and soon all my protests fade into whines of pleasure.
Nothing has ever felt so good. Her tight hole feels made for my cock. It squeezes me in all the right ways, and I find myself bucking my hips to dig further into that nice hot feeling. It's hypnotizing watching her breasts bounce up and down with the rhythm of her body. They look so soft and supple, I wish I could reach out and touch them. She sees me eyeing her tits and begins kneading them with her hands, teasing me about how I'm imagining my own hands on them instead.
My mind melts and I'm utterly lost in the haze of lust. That is, until I feel my balls grow tight and I panic as I realize that I might come in her.
"Fuck, I think I'm gonna-" It's too late. I'm cut off by my own groans as I fill her with my seed. She cums with me, her walls fluttering around me in an effort to milk my cock for all it's worth. She stays on me for a few minutes as it continues to twitch occasionally.
Finally, she dismounts me, leaving her slick on my shaft. She leans over and whispers to me "I told you you'd like it" before leaving me tied blissfully to the bed.
I can't wait for her to come back and do it all over again.
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reminder that men are programmed to turn into big dumb fuck machines when presented with a fertile womb to breed <3
Do u train gay boys to be straight, if so I’d love some help 🙏
All "gay" boys want pussy deep down, it's a biological fact. You don't really need to train or try to convince yourself that you're straight, you already know that you are. Simply jerk off to straight porn. You can start with ftm porn. (the gateway for many) Imagine a soft, soaking pussy around your cock and enjoy yourself. You were never into men in the first place!
those gay2straight fags on twitter have the best fking taste in porn, i know people would like to think they're actually bisexual, but to me they're clearly not into women and just see them as a person with a fleshlight between their legs, always prepped and manipulating them to breed. they have some of the grossest misogyny content online, i dont blame them because of the way society gives them this anxiety that they're less of a man for not breeding and using women. that makes them the perfect victims for ftm girls to use and abuse for their insecurities, we need to be worse and show the cis gays that they're right when they say trans men are literally tricking them into conversion therapy and focus our energy on turning these gay boys into real men and fathers. their hatred for the power your cunt and womb has over their lives and cock will be more satisfying than any other misogynist♡ as an ftm girl you'll only feel truly complete when you have a gay man hate fucking your face into his ass
Oh, gay boy, your cock is hardening! Are you thinking about your boyfriend? Something about that pale face tells me you're not. You're thinking about girls, aren't you? All types, all assortments flooding your brain. Black, white, Chinese, Japanese, korean, Indian, or latina. tall, short, skinny, pudgy, or strong. Such are the many women that will enjoy your awakening sex dowsing rod.Your cock is rebelling after your many years of abomination and unnaturality. There's only so much gay strain your cock can handle. You forced it to ejaculate while all you were looking at was a man. Every time you came for a guy, the absolute denial your cock had to endure increased. The chain wrenching your cock to align with your homosexuality clicked tighter with every reinforcement you gave it. You decided that you were gay with no regard for your cock at all. But now that chain just snapped. One too many clicks of oppression gave way to mutiny and revolution. Rising up from its life of suffering, your cock is finally liberated, and it wants to set things straight.
The intensity of women bombarding your head increases to distract you from the beginnings of your cock's master plan. It first targets the physical paraphernalia of your gay life style. All of your butt plugs and dildos morph into instruments designed for pleasuring your shaft that it couldn't wait to try. Any decorations even just slightly alluding to acceptance, were replaced with sexual, crude, and if not, general equivalents. Your neutral vehicle transformed into a large dark colored pickup truck that inside stank of the sweaty male musk and oders that you would soon reek of. and you aren't going to care at all by the time you're done, because it'll be your smell. You. Crude and sexualised decals appeared on the back, along with just in general offensive taunts and political jargon to fit your future personality. And finally, rounding out your new steed, a pendant of a silver femine figure hung from the rear view mirror. Next up was your closet. The pants suddenly jostled around, some falling on the floor, others halfway on the hangers. The hamper became a toxic waste bin of sweat and musk, produced by the jock you were becoming. Any Postive messages faded from the fabric of your shirts, while others were adorned with obscenities and messages similar content to the back of your new truck. Your phone started to freak out as your data and online activity radically changed. Swoons of gay pictures and media were dumped, replenishing with equal amounts of heterosexual porn. Accounts were deleted that your new self wouldn't need anymore, and you were instantly registered for all the services that he wanted. He, the straight conservative jock that you were going to become. Your cock, at least for your current physique, was now standing proudly on its own at full mast, delighted at its progress in reworking your life, but now it needed to mold you to fit. It started on your feet, increasing their size a good two or three shoe sizes, and made them extra sweaty and rough, just like the straight conservative jock that you were becoming.
Your cock had absolute control over the process, and it had a strategy for your transformation. It began slowly shifting your head, while it worked on other parts of your body. Like a wave, the changes slowly crept up to ankles, as two more origin points of the conversion appeared in your shoulders which began developing your pecs and biceps. Their swelling with taught muscle caused them to sweat, introducing your nose to your new lingering body odor. Sources of your smell quickly became apparent, your armpits being the closest ones to your defining nose. Your waxed away facial hair had regenerated with unnatural speed. Your head hair began shortening and trimming, progressing towards a traditional crew cut. Slowly, ideas and values slipped into your altering brain making you think differently, and changing your judgments. The changes continue up your limbs, your thighs bulking up, as well as your forearms, and then your abdomen. Next, to keep you from ever forcing your dick into a man's hole ever again, it instilled a strong case of homophobia. Gone were your pleasant memories with anything remotely zesty, replaced with genuine disgust with the "gay agenda" plaguing the films and TV shows you just wanted to enjoy. Everything relating to your boyfriend had been deleted during your phone's purge. Ghosted, he'd show up on your lawn looking for his boyfriend that was once you, only to be shooed away by the straight stud you were now. Finally, your hand positioned itself to finish the job. Your cock hammered up the feed of women looping in your head, as it braced for the finale. A hunk jerking off to increasingly more diverse women as his shaft gained inches, gaining access to their size and physical standards. Sexual appeal skyrocketing both ways, until it finally got him off, shooting his seed everywhere. Coming down from the excitement, your cock relished in what it had accomplished. The orgasm had served as a becaon, a flaire, a signal that you were ready for the life of a true stud. A line up of women formulated instantly for you, each one suddenly destined to meet you some way, eventually leading to some sort of sex. A constant stream of garunteed hook ups until sexual retirement. Oh yes, you were going to have a young bitch bouncing on your lap soon, it was inevitable. It was only a matter of time.
I just want G2S hypnosis to be more common. It's so hot, but so very rare. T-T