Which Old Man Is Going To Detransition Me And Convince Me To Be A Good Female Whore For Men??? I Need

big fakeboy boobies <33 udders they can't hide no matter how hard they try <33 fat jiggling binder stretching jugs perfect for fucking and sucking and slapping and squeezing and

10 likes and I’ll get stoned and do girly makeup 🥰

reminder you dont have to treat me with respect! you can just send me porn or call me degrading names n fuck with my mind. people need basic respect but im not a person, im rapemeat!

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I want graphic rape and impreg threats in my dms so badly. I want real men and terfs to tell me how they’d rape me until I know I’m a girl, tell me what you want to do to my sopping cunt and swollen clit, how you’ll punish me for keeping my pretty tits hidden all the time, how you’ll get me pregnant so I can’t pretend to be a man when my tits are leaking and my belly’s swollen

Being gang raped would fix me

i just want to walk home from the casino one night, high off of one or two too many edibles and sore from losing a little too much money. i'm moving slower than normal, not as alert as i need to be. it's late, around two-thirty-ish in the morning, and there's not really anyone around. there's a super steep hill that i have to slowly slog my way up in order to get to my apartment building at the top. the area is not well lit and it's pretty empty for a pretty huge stretch, so there's not a lot of chance at traffic. as i'm about halfway there, struggling because of the edibles, a cop car pulls in next to me and catch my attention. the cop wants to know my name, what i'm doing, and shines his light in my eyes. he does his whole thing, basically harassing and bullying me. he's talking fast and my drug hazed brain can't fully keep up with everything and he knows it. he's intentionally playing into the fact that i'm high out of my mind in order to manipulate me. he eventually pushes me against his car and pins my hands behind my back, handcuffing me. my head spins as i'm then forced to my knees and forced to suck his cock. he taunts me, growling insults at me as he grips my hair and fucks my face. as i'm seeing spots and losing track of the world around me, he suddenly pulls me up by my hair and positions me. as my dress is pulled up and my panties cut off, my heart pounds in realization of what he was about to do. yet it wasn't fear that rushes through me, but arousal. wetness gushes from between my thighs and he pushes into my tight hole with ease, groaning into my ear about what a whore i am. about how i clearly wanted this from the start. look at how wet i am. i can't respond. my mind has completely short circuited at the clash of mental objection but intense physical pleasure. it only takes a few deep forceful thrusts before i hit my first orgasm, mind shattering completely. i lose count at how many more times he makes me cum for him before he finally shoves himself fully within me and cums into my unprotected womb. i cry out, shuddering at the sensation. he calls me a good little rapetoy as he pulls out of me. he drives me the rest of the way to my apartment and personally escorts me to my door to make sure that i get home safely. i think.

Hiring confused girls as farmhands only to impregnate them and use them as your new line of fresh breast milk.

Now moo for me if you want, no, if you need to be made into a breeding stock hucow.