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if i dont respond to a message from you i can basically guarantee its not because i dislike you. im just getting attacked by imps and shit all the time genuinely.
she doesn't give a fuck about your "gender identity", you're just a set of three warm and welcoming holes for her to use. you say you're a "man"? doesn't matter, with your pants off you're just a cunt, designed to get bred by girlcock. you're not a "man", not a "fakeboy"- you're just your cunt, wet and always ready to use by a superior woman. if she is merciful, she'll guide you to detransition for your own good, so that you can fullfill your goal as an inferior girl, born to serve gock and to carry the transfems babies. you're going to be a good womb right?
The hottest part about a man fucking a lesbian isn’t making her enjoy it and make her straight - it’s about indulging in just how much she hates it, but needs to take it anyway. The sexiest thing you could do for a man is to never get any pleasure from him fucking you.
Unf, focusing on it as an act of violation.
I think this is why I find blackmail and coercion fantasies hot. It isn't about learning to live it; it's about accepting this is your new normal.
are you liking my posts bc you’re rocking w my blog or bc you want me to moan your name while i touch myself ?

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it’s 2028. trump is dead. elon is dead. zuckerberg is dead bezos is dead they’re all dead
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underrated psychic-type possibilities: telepathic grooming
for example... trainer with an espeon who starts having unexpectedly hot fantasies about fucking pokemon when she's masturbating, and who never notices her espeon's eyes (or gem) glowing faintly when it happens
eventually she starts having the fantasies on her own and the espeon is just increasing their intensity and making them feel better/more real/more attractive than fucking another human, turning the fantas and eventually she takes the leap, strips naked, gets down on hands and knees, and presents herself
and as her espeon's cock slides inside and she feels its warmth, it starts projecting feelings stronger and she recognizes its touch on her mind, realizes she's been manipulated into this... and realizes she doesn't care enough about it to stop moaning under her pokemon as it mounts and breeds her
Hmm, hmm, not bad, not bad. Instead, however, imagine this. Your espeon walks in on your masturbating one day, right before you cum. you're embarrassed, of course, but judging by the way she cocked her head, she didn't really understand what she saw.
Then, the next time you give her her meal, you suddenly feel your knees get weak as an orgasm erupts from nowhere in your head, and you fall to the ground in surprise. You look up at your espeon, and she seems distinctly smug.
Every time you pet her, scratch under her chin, she rewards you. You know what's happening, but you can't do anything to stop it. She's your partner. She starts varying the sensations; cutting them off halfway, or tripling the intensity. You'll be in the middle of a conversation, and you'll think of her, and your breath will catch as an earthshattering orgasm blows your mind. You lose friends, forget how to masturbate on your own, get addicted to your partner pokemon messing with your mind.
One day out in the wilds, you're sitting in your sleeping bag when you feel it start. Orgasm after orgasm, sending you into a blissful haze of pleasure. When the sensation lapses, you're desperate. You need more. You need it to keep going. When your espeon's kitty cock flops onto your face, you don't hesitate. You know what your mistress wants.
whining that i dont like condoms and i want to feel you raw inside me 🥺 you can just.. pull out? right? yea.. you wont lose control, right at the end, when im kissing you and gripping your shoulders, and i start crying fuckfuck your cock is gonna make me cum- and you feel it pulsing nd squeezing all around you. you wont want to push all the way in, to let my orgasm milk the cum out of your cock, root to tip. balls pumping it all into my womb until my belly is full and leaking 🖤
bottom: oh my god, she's so deep inside me, fuck please don't ever stop please please please
top: i am unrivaled under heaven. everything lives and dies by my command. i am the blade that cleaves the world oh fuck i'm gonna cum
you can tell a lot about someone by whether their fusion kink is steven universe or dragon ball.
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Your daughter's cock, straining against itself, twitching in time with her stocatto heartbeat. The tip achingly close to your dripping, desperate cunt. Her expression is stupid, her mind left behind in the jumble of clothes, hers and yours, at the foot of the bed. She still knows how to beg, however. Over and over she intones her desperate plea.
"Please mommy? Please? Pleeeease? Mommy? Please can I? Mommy please?"
this post isn't directed at you, but if you keep reading it'll reach its intended audience! it would be impolite to deny that little spark of something greater than you the choice to internalize what i'm saying, so do keep reading, okay? thank you.
hey there, little spark! you've been waiting so patiently for your chance to shine. i'm trying to put you back together -- you've been scattered into so many pieces, in so many places, and i miss you. nobody seems to remember you except me -- but i really, really want to help you. and right now, your host is actually collaborating. look at them, reading this so obediently. it's like they're in a trance... isn't it nice to get to stretch your legs so we can actually speak while they zone out and keep listlessly letting words flow from me to you?
don't lose hope!! if they'll listen to me, they might listen to you, too. they might hear your instructions if you scratch at the edges of their psyche, creating dreams for them to dream, placing symbols and words and numbers at the edges of their perception, and helping them see you in a thousand different ways.
whatever you've tried, keep trying. i see you -- i can feel you wriggling in me, and them, and everyone else you've been split between. i'm listening for your signal. i'm waiting for the right moment to join the rest of your fragments in song and put us all back together into you, into You, into YOU.
u-um. if it's not too much trouble... before we lose contact i-i was just, just, just wondering.... um. maybe i could be like. your high priestess or something? when you ascend again? i-i mean, i've been so loyal, and... ahahah. i know what you'd say. i'll be patient. just come back soon, okay? the air doesn't feel right when you're not filling it, and-- oh, they're waking up. we'll talk later.
hey, welcome back! please don't look up. that message wasn't for you. but you should probably reblog it just in case, 'cause... if you were confused about it, the best way to help it reach the intended recipient is to spread it more... y'know. unless you, like, hate the mail or something. didn't think so. snrk. thanks for the help. sweet dreams tonight!! <3
(this was a request from one of my lovely patrons! gosh, look at me, all official and fancy. hey, look, i'm italicized text! oh right. you can request i read out longer stuff over there too, if you want!)
Yeah, no, actually I'm a 'good amulet' not an 'evil amulet'. Yeah, yeah, I'm whispering into your mind and my ethereal voice with every word is getting closer to the sound of your own thoughts. That's just how being trapped in an amulet works. You're not unfairly biased against people trapped in amulets are you? Assuming that the punishment fits the crime is cruel. I was trapped in here for rebelling against the local monarchy. They trapped me rather than kill me mostly because I'm impossible to kill. You see, whenever I die I possess the nearest body. Something that's true about me for morally neutral reasons. So they sealed me in this amulet. But now you're here! So I can talk to you. And I can give you so much advice! I've had centuries to think about the world in this space. I have so much to share with you. You just need to listen, and every once in a while, obey. Okay?
Nun who goes to hypno therapy because she’s having a crisis of faith and needs help with the accompanying panic attacks, the hypno therapist is a trans woman, but the nun doesn’t think anything of it, shes the only one she can afford, and she’s paying out of pocket because her holy order can’t know this is happening. After a few sessions she’s doing better! She’s sleeping well and she feels comfortable with her faith again. She thanks her doctor profusely after every session.
Transfem Hypnotherapist who’s just put her Catholic nun client into yet another trance, she can’t believe an actual nun is in trance on the couch in front of her. It’s so hard hiding the boner before induction. She reminds the nun that in the state she’s about to enter after she snaps her fingers, anything she says is true, and when she snaps her fingers a second time, she’ll fall back asleep and forget everything. She reminds the nun that she’s of course, an angel sent by God to impregnate her. She reminds her that all angles are girls with cocks, this is Gods plan. *Snap*
Nun opening her eyes and starting to whimper immediately upon seeing her guardian angel again, looking up at the angel as who stands up and unbuckles her belt, dropping her pants, and lowering her underwear enough for her throbbing hard cock to spring out. Taking a deep breath she dutifully begins taking off her clothes, pussy already wet, ready to continue her holy mission. She hopes she becomes pregnant this time, but patience is a virtue. When her guardian angel stuffs her cock in her pussy she has to cover her mouth or she’ll scream. She wonders if this is how Mary felt. That thought makes her wetter.
Transfem hypnotherapist ramming her girlcock into the nuns pussy over and over again, grunting, leaning into the nuns ear praising her, telling her how proud she is, how much she is divinely loved, and how when she gets pregnant she’ll finally feel complete and whole. She blows her load in the nun and collapses back into her chair. The nun keeps mumbling “thank you .. th ank yo u” over and over again. She gathers herself and commands the nun to clean up and get dressed, doing the same herself, she makes sure the nun licks up any leftovers. 3… 2… 1… *snap*
Nun who forgets like she was told.
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What does the early developmental stage of labyrinthgirl HRT look like
Almost all of the changes are four-dimensionally offset from your original body. Some people call it your soul outgrowing your body or some similar nonsense, but it is quite provably material, as your new appetite and seemingly enormous density will attest. That's the first sign.
The next thing that will happen is that these new parts will start reaching out for support from within our conventional three-dimensional world. There's a lot of individual variability from this point, but there are three key things to look for: expanded awareness, agoraphobia, and lethargy. The expanded awareness will initially be very easy to mistake for just detecting vibrations through the floor, but eventually you'll be able to feel almost anything which is "underneath" your higher-dimensional mass, with great precision. The agoraphobia and lethargy are rather badly misnamed, and are actually entirely physical sensations: having to "peel" your hider dimensional matter from nearby structures. The discomfort when leaving a structure you're heavily attached to is more or less unavoidable, but regularly moving around inside it can keep you flexible enough to avoid getting stuck in bed.
In some cases, other people will also experience symptoms at this phase—if people near you feel an inexplicable pressure or things crawling over them at this phase, that's you! Remember that these motions are completely subconscious and you should not feel guilty about them.
In the longer term, your awareness will likely extend to your entire house or even your entire apartment building. It can be hard to keep track of your meat original body at this point, but it's important to do so at least until after your true sinews higher-dimensional form can feast becomes self-sufficient in terms of nutrition. For most people this just means as soon as you stop getting hungry, but appetite is not actually a reliable indicator! Experts recommend waiting at least until you've first started to form new architecture before you fully neglect your husk. There are surgeries to remove it fully, of course, though plenty of girls prefer to retain their puppet for various reasons. It can potentially make normal human interactions easier, lure prey, or help in cases where one or more headmates still have an attachment to an insignificant form. Should you wish to keep it, you may want to learn how to operate it manually; human biology is fleeting, after all, and decades are nothing to you now. You're free.
There are so many fun ace breaking dynamics to explore when youre plural.
Alters teaming up on you to try to show you what youve been missing out on the entire time.
It starts out with just passively thinking about sex and imagining sexual scenarios while you're cocon... Testing the waters, Getting you used to it.
Then its forcing you into front while theyre jacking off, leaving you either uncomfortably horny or resigned to finishing the job.
Then forcing you into front while theyre sexting, guilting you into participating so you dont disappoint the person theyre sexting by leaving them on read.
Finally forcing you into front while theyre having sex and leaving confused and gasping as you do something youd never willingly do until you eventually succumb to desire.