Can't stop thinking about something like this happening tbh, I wanna be gaslit about it so bad. Like going there fully believing it's just education, and that after the 2 weeks are up I'll go back and actually get HRT.
Of course that doesn't end up happening. I'll get there and they'll "lose" my suitcase containing my boy clothes including my binder and boxers, the staff tell me they're so sorry but that they only have leftover girl clothes that other (real) trans men donated after graduating from the camp. I'll have to go in those since they don't have anything else I can wear. 🩷
So I'll have to go in the tiniest lacy bra/panties with a skirt that barely covers my ass, and a tight shirt that makes my boobs stand out. I'll feel terrible about it of course, but at the same time I'm praying no one will notice that my pussy got wet just putting the outfit on... When I walk into the class I realize almost all other people there are wearing a similar outfit, some look flushed, others like they're on the verge of crying, there's a few really glassy eyed people and faint buzzing sounds can be heard when listening closely? Must be my imagination. I'll later find out it's not and lucky misbehaving fakeboys get vibrators shoved in their cunt as bottom dysphoria exposure therapy 🩷
First lesson it's easy enough, there's some general anatomy teaching us about how our body should look like they refer to any subject strictly as female, and any anatomy by the correct terms: Clitoris, vagina, uterus, and breasts 🩷
I among others will protest for "more inclusive" language and are consequently shut down, telling us if we already whine about something like this we're not fit to be men anyways.
The teacher will ask for examples as well and ask if anyone wants to provide them. When noone answers they'll just so happen to pick the ones who protested... Making me stare at another fakeboy's pussy and having to tell the class where her clitoris is and explaining when a female gets turned on her vagina gets wet because her body expects penetration 🩷
It'd be so embarrassing when I'd finished explaining, thinking it was finally over to be told to lie down and spread my legs for the class because it was my turn now 🩷🩷
I'll try to resist, arguing I already did my part and it's making me dysphoric... the teacher doesn't care. They strip me entirely, then tie me up, legs and arms tied with no way to hide my leaking pussy.
"Care to explain why you're dripping wet right now?"
Faintly I mumble it means nothing and it's just a stress response, and to please untie me because I don't like this.
"Leaking out of your pussy as a stress response isn't very manly don't you think? You're such a dumb bitch for thinking anyone would believe you over your soaking wet pussy which appears to be begging for cock"
Well class, I think we've found our first faker... what should I do to punish her?"
I look around the room too turned on horrified to say anything, in hope that anyone will tell the teacher how unethical this is and that this needs to stop, right now. But no one does, whether that's because they think I'm a faker who needs to be punished for even trying to pretend I'm a man, or because they're scared they'll be the next target, who knows?
The fakeboy I humiliated by using her body as an example starts speaking:
"She should be taught her place, please slap her clit until she admits she's just a girly slut that doesn't deserve a real cock. Make her apologize for even thinking she could ever be a real trans man and make her recount the correct terms for our bodies we've been thought today."
I can't believe I've already been discovered as a fakeboy, in tears I'm trying to explain the doctor was wrong for sending me here. That i'm not faking and that I promise im a boy. Sadly, the pleas are overshadowed by the bucking of my hips because my clit is begging to be touched and my pussy sopping wet, desperate for any release.
"Does that feel good slut?"
as I cry out in pain and pleasure-
"Answer me you stupid whore"
I cry that it doesn't feel good, it hurts so much and I'm begging them to stop
"You're not fooling anyone. I've taught more delusional girls like you their place before."
"It's always the same damn story, they think they're soo manly, just a few lessons, a little bit of touching and they'll admit they're actually a girl with a girly wet pussy who just wants to be owned by someone who clearly knows better than her.
And it didn't even take you a full lesson. You're already soaking, in front of an entire class, while I punish your lying cunt. You might be the easiest fakeboy I've ever corrected, if you could even call correcting at this point..."
I'm getting really close to cumming at this point, no matter how much I try to pretend the slaps and humiliation turn me on so so much, and the teacher knows 🩷
"I fucking knew you'd get off to it. All you fakeboy bitches are the same.
"Admit you're an attention seeking girl and I'll let you cum."
"Admit you're a delusional slut in need of intensive correction, who should continuously be reminded she's a girl by people who know better than her "
The teacher stops slapping my swollen clit leaving me to buck my hips and moan in frustration
"Well, what are you waiting for?"
I try to hold on with the last shred of pride I have but it's futile. My mouth opens and words spill out before I know it, telling them I know they're right. I am a dumb bitch in need of intensive correction. 🩷
it sends me flying over the edge
"Good girl, go ahead and cum your brains out, we both know you won't need them where you're going."
(yes i wrote the teacher gender neutral on purpose anyone who knows better than a fakeboy like me should be free to correct me)