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#forced therapy for these boys
luna-lovegreat · 5 months
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Twilight and Wild facial expression parralels
When talking about Twilight's injury, these facial expressions repeat, showing how deeply the fear was felt...
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thedetransdom · 3 months
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Groping a fakeboy's big fat tits until she cries from dysphoria, licking her tears, and breeding her soaking wet cunt while reminding her how feminine and beautiful she is, breaking her will until she gives up and agrees. Convincing her to stop T, give up on the idea of top surgery, and display her cunt and titties proudly like the worthless whore she was always meant to be. "Your only value is your wet, needy cunt, deadname."
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denymethisalways · 5 months
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this is a sign to all of the fakeboys out there to go ahead and buy that thong, bra, crop top, or skirt you keep thinking about. its worth it, youll be dripping wet and ill be proud of you for taking that step <3
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cvntboyneedsfixed · 6 months
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Detrans me please!
Everyone has such hot ideas for detrans lists and I needed to do my own!! My pussy gets so wet just reading through them and I need people to make me realize the truth about myself...
My goals:
5 notes - I'm not allowed to cum until I can do it by rubbing my clit like a proper girl
10 notes - I have to shave my pussy bald
25 notes - I have to sleep in a bra 2x a week
50 notes - I have to wear a bra every time I touch myself
100 notes - I have to buy the biggest push up bra I can find and then wear it with something that shows cleavage when I go outside
125 notes - I post a picture of my slutty tits in the push up bra
150 notes: I am only allowed to masturbate while wearing a slutty thong & with a nice shaved pussy
250 notes - I have to keep my pussy bald all the time
300 notes - I have to send a titty or cunt pic to anyone who messages me demanding it 😳
400 notes - I'll buy a breast pump and try to induce lactation
💗💗 spam encouraged 💗💗
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toybreaker-kr · 3 months
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Thinking about a big tiddied dom leaning severely dysphoric pre-op trans boy taking me home after a nice innocent date (m4ftm).
You’ve never hooked up with anyone before, wary of being misgendered. But we’ve had a few dates and I’ve been sweet and respectful, so you invite me to your apartment, affecting confidence you don’t really feel.
We’ll start kissing immediately after we enter your apartment. I’ll crowd you against the wall like in the movies and you’ll think it’s romantic, if a bit corny. I’ll strip you of your clothes and when I reach to pull off your binder you’ll try to protest, try to say something along the lines of “Hey, actually I’d rather keep it on”. But I’m still kissing you whenever I can reach your lips and you let the moment pass, loathe to make it awkward. I told you I was gay, so there’s no way I’ll see your chest as anything other than masculine, right? You try to tug off my clothes but I kneel and moan that I want to suck your cock. You like the way I worded that, so you let me pull your pants and briefs off.
I’m completely clothed and you’re completely naked when I yank the door open and pull you out into the hall.
You freeze for a moment in shock, then try to scramble back into your apartment yelling “what the fuck-”. I grab you from behind and shush you. You don’t want your neighbour to come out and investigate, do you? You really want them to see you like this? Tits and pussy out?
You tremble as I push you closer to your neighbour’s door until you’re practically peering into their peep hole. I lazily hump your bare ass and you can feel my hard on through my jeans. You can’t quite believe this is happening. I grab your fat tit with my left hand and snake a hand between your legs, ignoring your clit to play with that feminine hole you so loathe. My fingers just shy of entering, press just enough to burn a little. Deliberately stretching you out.
“You know,” I say conversationally, “I’m actually straight. It’s hilarious that you thought a gay man will ever want you. Your tits were practically bursting out of that sports bra you call a binder.”
I jiggle your breasts and laugh. “Do your neighbours know you’re a woman pretending to be a man? I mean it’s pretty obvious. I bet they won’t even be surprised if they open this door right now. Not surprised that you have huge udders, just shocked and disgusted by how much of a perverted skank you are.”
With a hushed and shaky voice, you demand to be released. I pull out my cock, rub the length against the underside of your pussy and you freeze again. ‘Absolutely no go zone’, your bio had said. I press a smile against your cheek and amuse myself by smacking your pussy with my cock. I adore how much you hate it. I can’t wait to break you in until you love it.
You’ve changed your tune, quietly begging to stop instead of making demands. Despite everything, you’re getting wet. The slap of my cock against your labia makes it obvious to anyone who might hear. I squeeze your tits affectionately when you start to cry.
I wriggle a finger in your vagina, then two. You act like a bug has crawled up there instead. I reach in as far as I can and feel the brush of your cervix on the tip of my middle finger. “You feel that? That’s the entrance to your womb. A man can just press his cock head flush against this and breed your womb with his cum. Then a fetus will grow inside you until your belly fills with water and gets bloated and heavy with a baby ‘cause that’s what you’re designed to do.”
You try to twist away in revulsion but I press you harder against your neighbour’s door and you have to still to stay quiet. I pull out my fingers and stroke my cock with your cunt slick. I kiss your ear. “I won’t breed you if you do as I say. I don’t particularly want to take care of a baby either, but I’ll have to if you disobey. So for the both of us, you can be a good girl, right?”
You hate yourself as you force yourself to nod. I make you say it. It feels like something in you dies as you whisper against the door, ‘I’ll be a good girl’. Then, you’re biting back a scream as I force my cock inside you.
It’s a tight fit. It feels absolutely wonderful to force myself inside your virgin cunt. With firm presses and sharp jabs. It feels the opposite of wonderful to you. You’re desperately trying to suppress the sobs from the pain and violation. You Can’t be seen like this, you just can’t.
I give you some respite once I’m hilted inside you, taking a moment to luxuriate in your warm tight insides. I pull your hips back with me, walking backwards until you’re arched, hands and forearms braced against the door for support. I pull out a little, then thrust into you, satisfied when your heavy tits swing forward and smack against the door. You gasp and try to cover your tits to reduce the noise but I pinch your ass hard in warning and tell you to resume the position. You swallow down your protests and obey.
For the next ten minutes, I fuck you roughly, the sound of my balls slapping against your thighs are drowned out my the smack smack smack of your tits knocking on your neighbour’s door. There is no way your neighbour hasn’t heard by now. Maybe they’re standing on the other side of the door, shocked and frozen with indecision. Maybe they’re watching through the intercom, guiltily pleasuring themself to the sight of a girl with big fat tits being raped against his front door. Or maybe they haven’t noticed, headphones drowning out all other noise. Maybe they’re not home. You have no idea, and that makes it worse somehow.
My hips stutter as I get closer to coming and you beg for me to pull out. I say I will if you say you’re a girl and beg for me to breed you. You cry. It’s a trap. You know it. I know you know it. But there’s no other option than to try. So you sob ‘I’m a girl’ and you beg. Force yourself to omit the ‘don’t’ as you beg ‘please breed me’.
And I do. I press my cock against your cervix with one last thrust and fill your womb with burst after burst of cum. You didn’t know you’d feel it all. The twitch and pulse of my cock and the hot sticky wetness filling parts of you you wish you never had.
You feel empty when I pull out. In more ways than one. But don’t worry, something else will fill that emptiness soon.
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fkbcorrector · 11 months
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I love ftm girls post op because their cunts get wet when I run my fingers through their scars and squeeze them as if their tits were still there but I'm a man of specific preferance and pre op ftm girls just make me the hardest.
Stand next to me and we'll see who's the real man, as soon as you open that stupid mouth and say "but I'm a boy" I'll just tug on your tits and ask "did you say something?" and the more you fight back saying "thats harassment and transphobia!!" the more I grope them, pin you down and tie you with your tits hanging out from your binder
"stop" = pinch her nipples
"no" = suck her tits
"im a man" = grope her tits
"im dysphoric" = slap her tits
And from that point on no matter what she says her swollen dripping pussy is the proof that she's a woman begging to be abused
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I love shy, "dysphoric" fakegirls.
The ones too delusional to admit what gets their manly cocks hard.
The ones that don't want me to see or touch or taste it.
The ones that might let me fuck their ass, if I promise I won't even as much as look at their "clits".
It's so easy to break them, though.
If they're letting me fuck their ass with my strap, their cock is gonna get hard.
There's only a few who can cum from penetration alone, untouched.
Even if they can, they won't be able to resist touching their throbbing erection for long. Jerking themselves off in time with my thrusts.
After that, it won't be long until they're begging me to touch them, but I'll only do it if they say they want me to touch their cock.
I'll call them a good boy, and they'll shudder in pleasure. Maybe that's all it takes to make them cum.
If not, I'll jerk them off agonizingly slowly, in time with my deep thrusts, only letting them cum when they admit their hard, handsome cock makes them a man <3
They'll be jerking off furiously to the memory, maybe even begging me to fuck them again. I'll gladly do it. But next time, I'm not letting them cum. I'll pound their ass hard until I'm satisfied. If they're begging me to let them cum, I'll say I really wanna suck their cock.
They'll be so desperate, there's no way they're gonna say no.
I'm gonna give them the best blowjob of their life. I'll have them addicted to how good their cock makes them feel in no time <3
Soon they'll be comfortable with me touching their cock anytime I want, and they'll be begging me to touch and suck and fuck them all the time, horny constantly.
They won't be scared of their own masculine desires anymore, and finally accept themselves as the horny, sex-obsessed gay men they are <3
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ftmuttboy · 1 year
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Want to rub cunts together with another ftm!! Want us to fall in love with the feeling of sweaty, lesbian sex. Just smearing our dripping cunts together for hours <3
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ftm-girl-evie · 10 months
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I think it's so sexy, when people treat us as subhuman. Idk. It just makes my pussy so wet, when politicians strip us from our rights. Yeah, that's what I deserve. Show me how disgusting I am. Fuck me back into a good girl.
I think it would so beneficial for us, ftm girls, if instead of trying to ruin our perfectly healthy and beautiful female body, we get sent to conversion therapy where they teach us how to fulfil our roles as women in society. There's no need to mutilate our bodies, we should just listen to men! If a girl resists, she should go through corrective rape just to make sure she understands that she can never become an actual man.
Let me know, if anyone is interested in fixing me! :)
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thedetransdom · 1 month
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Breaking fakeboys Girls
As a hypnotist, I find it fun and interesting in breaking all types of fakeboys until they devolve into cum addicted whores that can't deny their instincts and readily agree that they're nothing more than needy girls that were confused. It's less about the kink itself for me, it's the power that comes from having that much control over a person's mind and being able to mold them how I see fit. If any fakeboy wants to take that next step and allow intense, permanent changes, why don't you slide me an ask or a dm and let me know what you want?
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denymethisalways · 5 months
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ok but can we talk about how beautifully humiliating it would be to send a fakeboy out in a teeny tiny skirt and a pair of boxers, or a crop top and a binder thats obviously not doing its job. like the embarrassment of it... fuck
make her shave before too, put makeup on and go out in a fem outfit. itd be so obvious how she was faking, that she didnt belong in those underwear at alllll and shed be so much prettier with a nice little thong, or maybe nothing at all <3
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cvntboyneedsfixed · 6 months
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I think I'm gonna go to Victoria's Secret and have them size me 🥴🥴 I've avoided it for years because it makes me so dysphoric but I wouldn't want to get a bra for you guys that doesn't fit my huge tits right 🥺
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slutypup · 1 year
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mm i’m going to shove my packer into my pussy before going to my doctors appointment with my dad♥️♥️ that way i’ll be reminded of my wet hole the whole time i’m there hehe
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phoenixkaptain · 1 year
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Luke being the ultimate killer of Sith and Dark Jedi by doing the exact opposite of what the Jedi did.
Reva looking at Luke and seeing herself and being unable to kill him and he just inadvertently destroyed a powerful adversary by being unconscious. He defeated her by accidentally reminding her of how vulnerable she felt, and reminding her that she wanted to kill Vader out of revenge but that becoming him won’t avenge anyone. He defeated her by reminding her of the power of emotional vulnerability.
Darth Vader is defeated because Luke trusts him so much, trusts that this man who has slaughtered indiscriminately for longer than Luke has been alive, this man who killed Luke’s Master right in front of him and who cut off his own son’s hand while knowing it was his son, this man who basically gave Luke the choice to join his side or fall to his death- Luke trusts that dude, and Darth Vader is defeated by the power of fucking love. And emotional vulnerability.
Mara Jade is the Emperor’s Hand and literally threatens to kill Luke every time they speak and she is almost nothing but cruel to him but he believes in her and she sees that he just trusts her even though he definitely shouldn’t and that’s what builds to Leia asking her if she really wants to kill Luke, which makes Mara question if she ever wanted to kill Luke. Her defeat is through, you guessed it, the power of emotional vulnerability.
Vader and Mara both kill the antagonist for Luke. Vader kills Palpatine (sssshhhh, he killed Palpatine, let him have this shhhhhh) and Mara kills C’baoth.
But even before that, Luke tries to understand C’baoth. He doesn’t try to understand the Emperor, I admit that, but then, the first time he met him, the Emperor tried to convince him to kill his dad, and Luke doesn’t even try to kill Palpatine for that.
Luke defeats Sith the exact opposite of the way we see them defeated in the prequel movies, it’s really kinda funny to me that, like some Jedi, Luke has his own unique ability. Unfortunately for him, this ability is just the power to make people reflect on their actions and the motivations behind those actions. He also has the follow up ability of being vulenerable in front of people and people going “I can’t kill this little guy” which means that his true strength is his Ultimate Power of Emotional Vulnerability-
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fkbcorrector · 11 months
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I wanna be the cute guy at the gym that you drool all over until one day we start chatting and out of the sudden it's a regular thing to come work out together, I always notice the way you look at me in the locker room and I knew you were a fake as soon as I saw some you put some panties in your locker. So one day, when you're done and go in the same shower cabinet you use everyday, I'll be there already waiting for you. You'll be speechless and alarmed, but at the same time turned on, you kinda always wanted this didn't you? Your pussy knows it, it's already puffing up and getting sensitive. I'll grab you by your hips and get your hands on my shoulders so you remember the difference between the two of us, how I was always able to tell you were faking it and wanting me to show you how a real man fucks.
How I knew from the moment I saw those panties that you only come here to compare yourself to the real men.
How I knew you were going to softly moan when I finally kissed you even though I was just a creep waiting for you in the shower
How I knew you were going to losen up as soon as I made the first move and run your hands through my torso uncontrollably like you've always desperately wanted to feel it
How I knew all right places to touch to make you feel dysphoric which only made your pussy pulsate harder
And when I finally whisper in your ear "losen up deadname real name" as my fingers slowly slide in your slippery hole is when you're going accidently moan letting all the men im the locker room know you're a desperate girl getting fucked in a gym shower.
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not anon but none of those things are hot about us, uh i mean true about us!!!
Fakegirls like you are really too precious <3
I honestly can't tell if you're lying in an attempt to get me to put you in your place or if you really are this delusional <3
You're trying to tell me you don't have a hot, masculine body? Take off your clothes and look at yourself in the mirror.
You're trying to tell me you didn't send this ask knowing full well I would see right through you and put you in your place as a horny man, desperate for another man's attention? You're hard right now, aren't you handsome? So tell me again, am I wrong about slutty fakegirls like you?
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