Josie and Sylvia were two trans girls who wanted to break into softcore modeling, light adult material to make extra money. They both figured since they transitioned young and passed great, with enormous natural breasts, people would go nuts over them. Easy money. The truth that their agents eventually taught them, was men wanted trans girls to be ultra clocky, barely even recognizable as women. They were told transitioning young was a huge detriment, and the girls who made lots of money in trans girl porn transitioned in their twenties after male puberty, many were also just cross dressers that got implants and weren't even on hrt. This sobering reality meant the two ultra-big breasted, gorgeous trans girls would need to make a few changes if they wanted to make money.
"Oh my god, Sylvia, no way is that you? From college? We were at the same sorority," Josie said in a slightly cracked, male voice.
"Josie, it's SO awesome to see you. Wowww you really detransed didn't you? They would NOT let us anywhere near that sorority now," Sylvia joked, her voice sounding totally like a man's.
"My agent made me detrans to do adult movies. He was having none of the huge boobs or my pretty sing-songy voice."
"Insane hearing you sound like a dude. Testosterone is wild. You used to sing karaoke and sounded so great! Mine detransed me for the same reason. Guessing you got the boy-chest treatment, too, from the look of those destroyed tits of yours."
"Yep.... guys used to go nuts over my boobs. Now? They literally reduced my chest to a flat, guy's chest."
"Same! When I woke up I couldn't believe it."
"Then they just shoved generic D-cup implants into my guy tits and voila. 'Breasts.' I guess this is what men who goon to trans girls want."
"What about....? Well, down there."
Josie adjusted herself, no longer sitting on her cock and balls, revealing a meaty, rock-hard twelve-inch cock. "This is what guys want, I guess." She stroked it through her panties.
Sylvia did the same, smacking her oversized genitals, even bigger the Josie's. "Yeppp, it's the worst!"
"Worse than having a constant five o'clock shadow, even with makeup?"
"Ughhh, I don't even both with concealer most of the time. My agent actually said most of my fans would prefer I not use it....."
"Even our shoulders are starting to look broader."
"Totally. And I had work done on my face, just like you, obviously. But next week I'm finally booked for my facial masculinization surgery, after that my agent says I won't likely be mistaken for a girl anymore."
"Oh wow, mine is next week, too. Guess our agents talk to the same surgeons and they had some opening. I'm really excited to see my results, honestly. The AI preview made me look SO manly and ugly. We're gonna fuck up our faces sooooo fucking bad, Sylvie, I'm telling you now."
"I know! My cock gets hard just thinking of it. No way are we ever gonna be able to go back to being girls."
"I think it's already too late. I'm gonna start bulking up at the gym, make my figure look extra ridiculous in girl clothes for these porno shoots."
"Great idea, we should get huge together. Oh, the shoots gonna start soon. Excited?"
"Very, we haven't fucked since we had breasts like farm cows.... God we had fun. And Chloe, Nikki, and Rachel. Some wild nights tormenting our poor breasts....."
"Chloe, Nikki, and Rachel detransed too, you know?"
"Seriously? Ughhh, they were so pretty!"
"Yep, it's true! Nikki's doing porn like us, but Chloe and Rachel totally just stopped being girls, they're like conservative gym bros now with pregnant girlfriends."
"Lucky. Maybe it would've been easier just to detrans, we were bound to stop living as fakegirls eventually. Can't play pretend forever!"
Um, when it comes to weight gain in particular, do you veer toward extreme fantasies? And what would you consider extreme?
ohh, a good question!! i do love extreme fantasies, haha. i like it both mean and sweet. 🤭 extreme is… HM. you can always check my f-list!
but, well, i wanna be force fattened by a group of mean feeders and paraded around as a disgusting pet. 🤤 i would want them to ruin me in every wayyy. body completely buried in fat, skin greasy and blotchy, hair greasy. i’d be unable to stop gooning, completely dependant on them, forced to watch as they have fun and no one touches me… they would push me to my limits always, publicly humiliate me, force me into too-tight clothes… god. they’d make me eat foods that upset my tummy so i’m always bloated and gassy from both ends. i’d have to communicate with oinks and woofs. they’d remind me i used to be a feeder, that i got what was coming for trying to fatten other people up. they’d make me into the ugly blob of anyone’s nightmares, and i’m too much of a fat freak to not get off on it 🫣
the worst part is, i’ll probably remember smth else to add to this later and get horny over this scenario all over again 😮💨
I really need your help. My mother-in-law is coming to visit. She's the rudest, meanest, most uptight bitch you've ever seen. She's already mad she has to travel to "Some tacky town in the middle of nowhere". And she won't be happy to see that I turned her daughter into a foot loving slob.
Please do whatever you can to her. And don't go easy on her. Whatever you're gonna do to her, double it. You can even keep her afterwards.
Okay sweetie…. Don’t be mad.
We gave this job to our new slut Jenny, cause like old hags are pretty easy! I mean you just dunk them in the holy baby oil, they come out lookin’ twenty, and they so greatful they blow a horse if you tell them to.
Well she did that. You know pushed her into the kiddie pool fool of baby oil in the park. And damn mama used to be a piece! lol ya know? Really pretty, n stuff.
And that’s fine, you know? It’s fine, but…
Well you know she just got bimbo baptized right? So she takes her to church. Let’s her ready some of the gud book fer gud gurls. Some choice excerpts. Ya know that stuff you four freaks pick and choose to make it sound like Bambi would approve of a barefoot bimbo. When we all know Bambi was an ass girl! Awooooga!
So yeah, mama just has a complete spiritual revelation sittin’ through the slurmon. Spiritually learnon bout the trinity of the good stank. Foot stank, pit stank, and ass stank don’t cha know? Ya know just a few slobby lessons to get her ta approve of yer wife a little bit more.
Well she loves it. Grabs Jenny fucks I’m her face during semon, and has her first orgasmic fart. I heard it rattled the stained glass.
Well dang they leave the church and she looks at Jenny all “Take those shoes off prude.”
The gurl is a total hardliner!
And you know we bimbos can’t so no to a hot mommy! Poor Jenny’s out there crawlin’ around with the heel of her fuck me pumps up her ass, and mommy hard ass marchin through the mud tellin’ everyone how good it feels to have a little dirt between the toes! So gross!
She hits the dinner and starts preaching to people that they’re living like prudes. IN BIMBUROUGH! She orders everyone a Sloppy Bambi, and ‘fore you know it folks is kickin’ their shoes off and foot fuckin’ under the table.
She goes around with poor Jenni in toe, messing up people’s hair, and spilling sauce on their clothes. “There you go hun, you’re prettier stained.”
“Thank yew mommy!”
It awful!
And she’s double fisting sloppies guys! Sauce and beef are spillin’ and flyin’ for real there’s just a straight up river of drool and sauce flowing between those titties. Jenny’s down there lickin’ their shoes off sauce off the floor. And when she burps the whole joint claps and joins in! I mean I’m all for a little bimbo gas here and there, but she’s got them going wild for it. Bimbos are burping on their daddy’s cocks, and with no touch at all they’re spurting like fire hoses!
She’s like the freaking prophet of slobs!
Nuh uh, way too dangerous.
Sorry daddy baby boy we ain’t dealing with this. We’re dropping mama off on your porch.
When she sees her baby girl vegged out on your couch, she’ll probably be disappointed she ain’t slobbier! For real yer about to get henpecked. “Why ain’t you fuckin’ my daughter feet more? A real man wouldn’t let her shower at all. Move over dearie mama show you how to give a foot job.”
Ugh yer gonna come home to a fully cooked meal, and a wifey fully prepped for a good fuckin’! Dang ol dang that loud biddy ain’t ever gonna leave you too alone now. Straight up “I’m movin’ into the guest room. Ya’ll clearly don’t know how to run a pig sty.”
