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tw for discussion of psychosis & gendered reproduction

i saw a fellow clinical lycanthrope discussing their whelping instincts and it feels the same for me. i would rather die before giving birth to a human child (and i physically can't anyway) but the idea of whelping and raising pups? yes please!

hey. hey trans ppl sound off in the notes please. as loud as you want reply or reblog it doesn’t matter

Something I've never seen really discussed about the trans experience is how weird and amazing and good just feels finally living as yourself after all the effort it took to access to the healthcare you need in order to feel better after literal years of feeling like crap.

Like I'm only 1 year on T and I'm like. Cool I can go outside! People gender me correctly! OhmygodIamman. Look at my reflection in that glass! Yes that's me, man™!

‘ Little ’ Accident In Meeting Room, Oops !

König x Trans Male! Reader

A / N ; this fic is so long istg, it took me days to write but still have it 🫵 and again reader is pre - everything cause it gives me gender euphoria as a pre-T guy 💕 — 4️⃣

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WARNINGS ; smut!

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IN SMUT ; afab anatomy (for reader), public space (meeting room), handjob (lil bit) , riding , pwp , piv and cockwarming .

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visual smut ; ★ !!

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DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS ONE IF U R A CIS WOMAN, FEM ALIGNED, SHE/HER AND SHE/THEY ETC.

( see our other works, pls. if u dont dni, u r getting blocked. on sight. pls have it stated somewhere in bio, pinned that u r not one fem aligned. )

You had to go to a meeting, but you arrived late and there were no more seats available in the meeting room, which didn't surprise you. When you saw König sigh and pat his lap instructing you to sit there, you felt like your invisible tail was wagging happily. After the meeting is done and the room empty, you try to stand up, but you feel his hand grabbing your thigh, stopping you from getting up.

“Bitte (Please)...don't stand up, I have a...problem" He mutters as you feel something poking you. “What problem?” You asked him slightly confused, feeling something poking you but unsure what it is.

“I...um... have what you noticed, a boner” He slightly blushed and looked away as he almost whispered the last part. When you heard him say that, an imaginary light bulb immediately appeared on your head as you realised that's why you felt something poking you. You looked at him, “Now?” a question could be heard in your voice. “Well, yes... it happens around you." His blush appeared more as he avoided eye contact. You looked at him with surprised face as those words left your colonel's mouth, “I make you horny?” you said in surprised tone. "Nein (No), you don't make me horny. It's just... you're very attractive and I have a strong reaction to that." He cleared his throat, trying to sound less flustered. “Really?” Your eyes widen as you look at his eyes, who are looking away.

"Ja (Yes), really." His eyes look at you now, taking a deep breath as his heart races. “What do you like about me?” You asked him curious, titling your head a bit. "Well, your beauty... your eyes, they captivate me. And your confidence, it's quite alluring. Plus, you're quite skilled in... these matters." He blushed again, clearly not used to discussing such things. You raised an eyebrow, “What matters?” you asked him innocently, well knowing what he was referring to but you wanted to hear him say it.

He gulped, “You know, intimate matters. I think you're quite experienced and skilled in those." his cheeks flushed even deeper as he stutters through his answer. “What makes you think that?” You questioned him as you looked into his eyes. "Well, you're not shy about expressing your desires and taking the lead... and you seem quite knowledgeable about what you're doing." He cleared his throat again explaining, trying to focus on something else besides his arousal. You softly hummed in response as you turned around on his lap, him facing you and not your back anymore. “And you want my help?” You asked him with raised eyebrow as your hands went on his shoulders. "Ja, if you're willing to help me. I... I've never been with someone like you, and I think it could be... enlightening." He swallowed hard, his heart pounding against his chest as he anticipates what might happen next. ”Someone like me would mean?” You asked him slightly confused at that, you gazed into his eyes with neutral expression. "You're... you're confident, experienced, and quite skilled in these matters. And you're a trans guy." He shifted slightly in his seat, his hands gripping the armrests tightly as his arousal became increasingly apparent. You felt his shifting as you looked at him, your eyebrows narrowing a bit, “What does me being a trans guy have to do with that?” you questioned him in light stern tone.

“Well, it's not common knowledge and it shows that you're comfortable with your body and what you enjoy. That can be quite.. alluring.” He glanced down at their laps, his face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and desire. I looked at him, my heart fluttering as I heard him speaking. “So, would you be willing to help me?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he looked at you with pleading eyes. “Yeah big boy.” You replied to him smiling as your hands, unbutton and unzip his pants. “Oh, Gott (God)...” He groaned softly as he felt your hands working on his pants, his breath hitched in anticipation as you pulled down his pants along aside with his boxers. Revealing his hard throbbing cock leaked pre-cum, my hand slowly stroked his cock. “Oh, fuck” He gasped, arching his back slightly as he let out a soft moan of pleasure. His hips begin to grind against your hand subconsciously, seeking more contact. “Such a needy boy.” I told him as my thumb went over his tip. “Scheiße (Fuck)..” He whimpered, his head falling back against the seat as he lost himself in pleasure. His cock throbbed harder in your grasp, leaking more pre-cum as you gently and teasingly went over his tip, smiling as at the sight. You felt yourself getting wetter as your other hand went to rub your cunt through pants. “Bitte more” He begged, his voice shaky, his hips still moving against your hand, his need for release growing stronger. You hummed slowly as your hand left his cock and went to unbutton and unzip your pants, “Are you going to..?” He trailed off as his voice cracks, his eyes followed your every movement.

“Just don't worry.” You said to him as you kissed his neck under his sniper hood, making him sigh softly. You pulled down your pants along with boxers onto the floor, revealing your wet cunt and you kissed his neck more. Your hand led his cock to your cunt, you grinded your cunt against his tip, “Scheiße you're so wet” He gasped, his body shuddering at you grind against him. His cock twitched, desperate to penetrate the warmth it finds, “I know and it's all for you.” You exclaimed, detaching your lips from his neck to kiss his cheek through his sniper hood as you grinded more on his cocks tip. “Then bitte take me inside you” He murmured, his hips bucking forward slightly as he tries to push his cock into your wetness. His eyes are half-closed, lost in the moment, “Be patient big boy” you cooed at him. “And don't buck your hips to be inside of me, okay?” You ordered him as you grinded your cunt more on his cocks tip. “Just please..” He whimpered, his voice trembling with need as he tried to control his hips, doing his best to follow your instructions. Sweat beads along his forehead as he struggled to keep himself under control. “You will get my cunt, don't worry” You smiled at him, reassuring him, “I can feel you getting tighter” he gasped. His body shivered with anticipation, his cock throbbed against your folds and desperate for entry. Slight tears begin to form in the corners of his eyes as he tries to hold back his moans, you kept teasing him with grinding as your cunt was getting more wet.

“Bitte, I can't take it anymore” He whimpered, his hips giving a jerking motion as he tried to force himself into your warmth. His fingers dig into the chair beneath him, leaving tiny indents in the fabric, “Uh uh” You said as you moved your cunt away from his tip. “What did I say? No jerking your hips up.” You reminded him, “Do it one more time and you won't be inside of my cunt, understood?” You looked at him straight in the eyes, “Ja, I understand” He grunted in frustration, forcing himself to stay still as you grinded your cunt against his cocks tip once more. His entire body trembled with anticipation, his muscles tense from the effort of holding back, you kissed his cheek as you smiled at him lovingly. “More.. I can't take it anymore” He groaned, his voice strained as he felt the intense pleasure building up inside him, his cock throbbed harder against your tight folds, desperate for release. You slowly slid onto his cock, gasping at his size inside of you, “Remember no bucking your hips up.” You reminded him again, looking at him, “Ja, I remember.” His voice shakes slightly, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to maintain control, his hands clenching into fists at his sides, knuckles white from the effort not to move. “Good boy” You praised him as you tried to take most of him in you, and after some time you slid all the way down on him and cockwarmed him. “Fuck, you feel so good” He whispered, his body shuddering as he feels you completely enveloping him, his cock throbbed inside you and left no room for doubt that he's fully aroused. You kissed him through his mask as you continued to cockwarm him, he panted as he felt blush appearing on his cheeks from the small action.

“You're so big inside of me.” You panted as you pulled away and looked at him. “You're incredible” He said in almost a whisper voice as his hands finally found their way to your hips, holding you gently but firmly as he tried to maintain control. “You too, you're such a good boy for not moving up and letting me cockwarm you” You told him, smiling as you took his hand and slid it under your shirt letting him touch your tit, “How do you feel doing this with a trans guy?”. “I don't care” He managed between breaths, his heart racing while his fingers brushed against your sensitive nipple. Which sent shivers down your spine and let out a moan as he focused on feeling you up, “You're all that matters to me right now. You enjoy this, don't you?” He asked you, his voice thick with desire, his fingers moved to trace circles around your other nipple and teased it gently, “I can tell you do.”. “I do.” You smirked as you started to move your hips, “Oh fuck” He groaned, his mouth opening slightly as he felt you ride him, his breathing became labored and his cock pulsing slightly within you, “I want you so bad.”. Your hips moved on him more faster as your hands grabbed onto his shoulders to keep yourself stable, “Bitte!” he whimpered, his voice almost pleading. His fingers dig into your hips, urging you to move faster as his cock throbbed in time with your hips, “Fuck you feel so good.”. “Please what?” You asked him, slowing down, “Please don't stop” he panted, his body trembled slightly from the sensations you're providing, his cock twitched, ready to erupt inside you, “Im close, I need you to keep going.”

You started to go faster, moving more against him as you held his shoulders more firmly, “Oh Scheiße, ja!” he cried out, his body tensing up as his cock throbs harder against your tight walls, desperate for release, “I'm gonna cum”. “Ohhh cum for me big boy” You said to him as you went faster and deeper on his cock, “Unh, unh..” he groaned, his back arching as he felt the familiar tingling sensation spreading through his body. His cock twitched, ready to shoot his load, you kissed his neck under his sniper hood, making somewhat hickeys as you grinded your body more faster and roughly against his cock. “Scheiße, I'm cumming” He muttered, his cock jerking violently inside of you, he let out a high pitched moan as his seed spurted out, painting your walls with his release, “Fuck, you did that to me.”. You moaned as you felt him cumming in you, you sat all the way down on his cock, releasing all over his cock and cockwarming him. “Fuck, you're so tight” He panted as his hips jerked up slightly against yours, his cock twitched a bit more, still partially hard inside you, “Did you cum too?”. “Yeah” You breathed out, “You did such a good job big boy” You praised him as you kissed his cheek while still cockwarming him, he relaxed into your embrace, his cock slowly softening inside of you, “It's only fair..”. You hummed in response, laying your head on his shoulder, resting a bit, “We should probably clean up.” he said, voice somewhat muffled by his sniper hoodie, he gently pushes you off him, his cock slipping out of you with a soft squelch, “Yeah, probably should.” you agreed with him.

re: tags on prev post, i lied about not having any internally felt sense of gender. i feel gender euphoria when:

- engaging in faggotry (love seeing my angular hairy body in femme clothing, and feel significantly more masculine in the context of my attraction to men)

- when it's funny to be a man

- when i get to scare the shit outta cis men by unexpectedly & abruptly dropping the masc mask to fuck w/ their gender hangups

- when meeting Softboys, cause often there's this muscle of kneejerk performativity cis guys have had drilled in since childhood that unclenches around me when they learn i'm trans and it's beautiful. it's hard to explain but for example; my housemate's boyfriend, an absolutely jacked 6'3" woodworker who wears big clompy cowboy boots, sometimes shyly & politely asks me gender questions and we bond over how fucked up and pointless the Intricate Rituals™ are. or my dad, early in my transition, earnestly asking me if he was a woman because he's always felt more emotional and nurturing than he was supposed to as a man. i asked him if he felt like a woman at all, if he wanted to be one, explained dysphoria to him for context. he thought about that for a long moment and said no. so i was like well then i think that just means you're a man with a big heart.

- when i get to be a gentleman and/or model healthy nurturing supportive masculinity, especially rewarding with kids & old ladies (shout-out to the grandmother & grandson who flagged me down on the street once because "his mama told him boys can't have long hair, but look at you! that's just not true")

- when someone calls me "good boy" and my tail wags so hard

Not sure if this is too personal but as a trans guy pup sub who’s pretty masculine in my day to day life and sometimes gets dysphoria over my kink life songs like Good Boy and Bad Dog genuinely do so fucking much for my gender thank you for your service

Nothing makes us happier than giving people gender euphoria with our music. It is absolutely hypermasculine to be a good puppy boy who wags his wittle tail and you should feel good about yourself all the time

Eee could you do a -stimmic gender similar to your dragon one but with dogs? Like a gender where you feel euphoria to having doglike stims whether physical or vocal. like tail wagging or happy dog noises !!^_^ @kandikiddo (ths is my sideblog @ i just wanna get the notif if you post it sorry)

dogstimmic

for when your gender is related to dogs, dog noises, dog movements (ie, tail wagging), and stimming

ill be honest this has probably been made already, but ill take this down if asked by a coiner of a similar term

haha im still off my hormones time for another over-sharey rant about my identity

i don't know how to feel about the fact that im like-- definitely therian. a big part of me is ashamed that i genuinely only feel happy when im being treated and understood to be (at least partially, or even jokingly) a dog. i get my best sleep wearing a collar. wearing ear headbands and seeing a wagging tail in vr in the mirror fills me with a joy completely identical to gender euphoria. hell, seeing a snout on my face makes me feel better than having tits. what the hell??

between vr and the furry community (and, occasionally, *cough* human pup stuff *cough*) ive had plenty of exploration of this to be for certain. Im just not certain if im 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 about this fact.

i know that there's a trillion people who will continue to appreciate who i am in spite of (hell, because of) it, but MAN it still kinda sucks to think about. which is weird, too, because every therian ive ever met ive adored for that fact. i had an ex have this same realization (and, funnily enough, same upset reaction) as im having. all i thought of it was that it was super cool and i was more than happy to help her express it.

this is usually the paragraph where i wrap it up with an "oh well, i guess that's who i am then." but like-- WOW i still feel weird about this. ugh.

10 and 34! :)

10. Something that gives you gender euphoria (whether you're cis or trans):

Honestly I feel like nothing gives me more gender euphoria then people just. using my name. People call me Silver and my tail is wagging like crazy it makes me so happy. I cried a little when I got a school ID with my preferred name.

34. What are you needing most right now (what would make your life easier or more fulfilling in regards to existing as queer)?

On a personal and selfish level? I have got to go on T. Which isn't an option for me right now for a variety of reasons but someday... someday.

Bought me some splurge gender euphoria skirt from my job and wearing it makes me so FUCKING HAPPY!!! I like looking back at it, my imaginary cat tail wagging

[ ID: A digital drawing of Clementine (transfem character tommy) from the Dream SMP. She is seen as a reflection in a mirror from the waist up. The background is a light yellow.

Clem is a white trans girl with freckles, blue eyes, blond hair in loose pigtails and a small braid, a red tail, and red horns, one half broken off. She also has scars on her face and hands. She's wearing a white button up with a blue sweater over it.

She's admiring her hair in the mirror, looking happy, with her tail wagging in the background. There are sparkles around her. End ID. ]

cleminnit gender euphoria moments :3 (she/her. she is trans, do not tag as genderbend) ( tagging @cottaboo bc clem :] )

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