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have her acknowledge every day that she’s your girl. look at her and take comfort in the fact that you will never be as feminine as her.

accept your womanhood.

i've made a commitment to submit & obey, and i trust that He knows what's best for me.

like yes please feel me up while I’m talking. take my tits out so you can look at them instead of paying attention to what I’m saying. shove your fingers in my mouth mid-sentence, or a dildo, or your cock. have me stop talking so you can spit in my mouth and then have me swallow and keep going like nothing happened. turn me on and rile me up and make me blush red while maintaining serious conversation. tell me without words you don’t care what I have to say right now.

All it means is I get to start the process all over again. And that’s really, really hot!

start typing out your dirtiest fantasy and don't stop until you get too embarrassed to continue- in the middle of the night, im kidnapped and taken to the house of a real man who's finally decided that he's going to fix me. i wake up in his basement, naked, dizzy and confused, tired up so some sort of mattress or rack with my legs and arms spread, unable to hide any of my most sensitive, feminine parts. he comes in once he's realized that I've woken up, and explains how he's going to fix me back into a girl, to be his girlfriend and the mother of his child. i don't have a choice, and i'm going to love it. i try to scream but I'm gagged, in his soundproof basement- nobody is going to come help. i can only sit there and whine as he begins to play with my tits, commenting on how big they'll be getting soon, swelling with milk. soon he moves on to my pussy, first just teasing my clit, before moving on to finger fucking me until I squirt around his fingers- the first of many orgasms to come. he makes fun of me, telling me how a real man certainly wouldn't be squirting from his touch. how feminine every part of my body is, from my clit to my pussy to my tits, how testosterone has done nothing but make them more swollen- the hair will be shaved soon. finally he pulls out his cock, massive and throbbing, a drip of precum dribbling from the tip. he teases my clit with the head then shoved it in without warning, causing me to make a sound halfway between a moan and a scream behind my gag, he ficks me hard, growling how he's going to get me pregnant, how stupid I was for pretending to be a man, how I'll make such a good girlfriend for him. all I can do is lay helplessly as my pussy is pounded, hitting my g spot over and over again, the pleasure unbearably spreading through my body- I can't be enjoying this. I'm being raped by a man, tied up in his basement, and I'm loving it. something breaks in my brain as he finally creampies me, his virile semen pouring into my womb. if I'm not impregnated now, I will be soon. i cum around his cock at this realization, the first time of so, so many. he shaves me and keeps me in his basement for multiple days, fucking me over and over again as his sex toy until he's decided that I'm broken enough. every day I'm fed an estrogen tablet sprinkled into my food, my tits growing sensitive and sore, my body constantly craving cock, my hips growing wider. he also keeps me drugged or drunk through most of it, what little was remaining of my brain crumbling away as he breaks me into his perfect girl. whenever he's not fucking me, I'm forced to listen to feminizing hypno with a vibrator rested on my clit. he compliments everythkng feminine about me, only getting rewarded when I act like his good girl. he conditions me to associate femininity only with pleasure, no more dysphoria or anxiety. no big decisions to make, just submitting to his desires. I start to gain privileges over a few weeks- I get to be untied, although kept either handcuffed or an a leash. I'm allowed out of the basement, and to have my own room- although I'm definitely not allowed outside. eventually, I'm allowed to wear clothes again- though only bikini tops and skirts with no panties, and whatever else he finds the most attractive. eventually, he takes me outside, letting me see the sun for the first time in months. im obviously pregnant by now, my tits sore and belly beginning to swell. i haven't been on T for so long that I can't remember what it feels like to be on it. i could run away now, try to go back to my life beforehand. but why would I? when my master has shown me how good being a woman feels, and I am eternally dedicated to him, his cum, and his cock. i belong to him.

At least this is how it has been in my experience.

But gosh I love being a brat with a partner who's good with that.

But yeah, bratting is one of my absolute favourite kinds of playfulness, and if I've done it right, I'll be a puddle of submission by the end of it, and I'm super super blessed to have partners who are good with that and have the confidence to approach me in a "do what you want, you'll get got regardless" demeanour.

It doesn't matter anymore if it makes you feels dysphoric. If it reaffirms your masculinity. If it's your worst nightmare come true, even more overwhelming and painful than you could have possibly prepared for, or if it's impossibly intimate and feels right, pure and primal in a way you could never have imagined. This baby is coming. All you can do is spread your legs and give into the relentless urge to push. To feel that massive head bulge you, spread you wide, and slither out of your most sensitive, personal place...

Except for me. I need to be claimed, conquered, and inseminated regardless of my opinion on the matter.

I don't know when I stopped feeling like I needed orgasms. I'm not sure when I started thinking that being denied felt better. I stopped paying attention to how turned on I felt and how I started to orgasm less frequently, started to want his permission when I did, started to feel like orgasms without permission didn't feel as satisfying. Forgot about all of it until I realized that I was begging him to keep me denied.

You are such a silly toy. Rather than saying that I'm not going to let you orgasm, the truth is that I'm going to allow you the pleasure of denying yourself, a pleasure that has been taken from you for so long. Such a good toy for me."

Who’s my dumb, horny little girl?"

You don't need to think about how much fucking yourself and sucking on my dildo are ways that I play with my toy, and ways to train yourself under my control and command, because you don't have a choice about how to be played with, your body simply obeys, sucking in the shower, sucking when you masturbate, edging and fucking your eager holes and fantasizing about sucking my cock and being a very good cocksucker for me, because it's effortless to train your body and mind for my pleasure, and it feels so good knowing that you train your body and mind, knowing that your orgasm is for me to decide."