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@transpuppymom
All tuckered out
The most important part about incest is that you get a big sister and she says she's proud of you for taking your meds and brushing your teeth and surviving another day under capitalism and not letting it all smother your spark bc you want to continue to shine bright for her 🤍
The most important part about incest is that you get a big sister and she says she's proud of you for taking your meds and brushing your teeth and surviving another day under capitalism and not letting it all smother your spark bc you want to continue to shine bright for her 🤍
The most important part about incest is that you get a big sister and she says she's proud of you for taking your meds and brushing your teeth and surviving another day under capitalism and not letting it all smother your spark bc you want to continue to shine bright for her 🤍
It's a perky tits kinda morning
you're welcome 🥰
Yeah my fetish is actually Anything that forces my brain to shut off or run on some kind of primal setting and this says nothing about me as an individual just so we're clear
mornin cutie 💜 whatd u wanna do today?
pov im abput to wrap my legs around you and make you cum inside even though im the one who wouldnt let you hit until you promised to pull out
bite me
working dog
working dog
Training you to lie limp like a doll, reinforcing your restraint with praise and pleasure. Any time you get too tense and start clenching and moving, I back off, gently reminding you that your job is to be a good toy, and toys don't move. You get what I give you, and nothing more. And until you ease back and calm your breathing, allowing that distant, hazy look to steal over your face, I just wait patiently, guiding you with my voice alone to melt, to relax, to be a good doll for me.
It might take a while, but eventually I can have you barely moving from the first touch to the last. The instant I start, weakness and heat overtake your body. Toys get used, toys don't move... Focusing on the refrain, you feel eager pleasure building inside you as I chase relief. So desperate to please, now brought to the cusp by lying there limp and soft. Until finally, after enough teasing and edging, you manage to finish just from being used by me. Untouched, chest just barely rising with breath, seized by involuntary pulses of tension in the release. Lying motionless, getting off only to entertain me. My perfect toy.
Any time you hear "freeze", you go limp. Any time you go limp, you get used. Any time you get used, you get to cum. You feel me arrange you on the bed to my liking, lie there unresponsive as I move you, climb onto you, then thrust into you carelessly, just stroking off with your body. You barely tense anymore at the intrusion, but the chain of events is so well programmed now. I can feel you tighten as your pleasure, however irrelevant, climbs all the same.
"You love being a doll, don't you? You're just a toy now. You were always meant for this, weren't you? So warm and soft for me, so open and easy..."
And you just stare, eyes half-lidded, into the distance without a word. But everything I say lodges deep inside you somewhere, making it harder and harder to remember what not being my toy was like. And you can't deny how good that feels.
Training you to lie limp like a doll, reinforcing your restraint with praise and pleasure. Any time you get too tense and start clenching and moving, I back off, gently reminding you that your job is to be a good toy, and toys don't move. You get what I give you, and nothing more. And until you ease back and calm your breathing, allowing that distant, hazy look to steal over your face, I just wait patiently, guiding you with my voice alone to melt, to relax, to be a good doll for me.
It might take a while, but eventually I can have you barely moving from the first touch to the last. The instant I start, weakness and heat overtake your body. Toys get used, toys don't move... Focusing on the refrain, you feel eager pleasure building inside you as I chase relief. So desperate to please, now brought to the cusp by lying there limp and soft. Until finally, after enough teasing and edging, you manage to finish just from being used by me. Untouched, chest just barely rising with breath, seized by involuntary pulses of tension in the release. Lying motionless, getting off only to entertain me. My perfect toy.
Any time you hear "freeze", you go limp. Any time you go limp, you get used. Any time you get used, you get to cum. You feel me arrange you on the bed to my liking, lie there unresponsive as I move you, climb onto you, then thrust into you carelessly, just stroking off with your body. You barely tense anymore at the intrusion, but the chain of events is so well programmed now. I can feel you tighten as your pleasure, however irrelevant, climbs all the same.
"You love being a doll, don't you? You're just a toy now. You were always meant for this, weren't you? So warm and soft for me, so open and easy..."
And you just stare, eyes half-lidded, into the distance without a word. But everything I say lodges deep inside you somewhere, making it harder and harder to remember what not being my toy was like. And you can't deny how good that feels.
One more joke hate: You may claim to be a woman but biologically you are a featherless biped and thus a man.
Finally a good argument for why I'm actually a man
if you told diogenes the cynic about being trans he'd be like "lol that's a sick troll you're epic" and you'd be like "diogenes no i'm serious" and he'd be like "lol that's even better lmao those guys are so mad about it" and then he'd start going by new original neopronouns every single day specifically to piss off the whole symposium
I just had an idea for a really dumb comedy sketch where a transphobe starts ranting about what really makes a women a woman, and diogenes returns each time with a different cis woman or outwardly femme intersex person that doesn't meet the criteria saying "behold, a man!"
"a woman has XX chromosomes"
*Diogenes with an androgen insensitive XY cis woman*: behold, a man!
"Nono, a woman can bear children!"
*Diogenes with someone who has medical complications associated with pregnancy*: "behold, a man!"
"nono, a woman produces the large gamete"
*Diogenes with a postmenopausal cis woman* "behold, a man!"
Trans Rights With Diogenes! coming to PBS
Some idiot: only women can produce eggs!
*Diogenes holds up a chicken* Behold! A woman!
Call me Andrew. I'm a 27 y/o mouse of indeterminate gender who is a sub-leaning switch.
I use any pronouns but she.
Used to be @beissemich, but I wanted my pfp and messages back. I like and follow from @e******y.
I post a fair few hard kinks, and I don't tag shit, so browse at your own peril.
Also fuck off if your blog is full of stolen porn.
Posts: (largely t4t) pet play, free use, somno, cnc, furry, fauxcest, piss/omo
Hard limits: detrans/misgendering, scat, vomit, snuff
I love attention, come say hi.
My tags: pics of me: #themousehimself, my text posts: #they squeak, posts about my puppy sister @transpuppymom: #ouppycoded
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