Vega

i know hardly anyone reads articles when i share them so to highlight some key parts here:

"under [this policy], the ~2,200 trans people in federal custody will be medically and socially detransitioned against their will, all in the name of helping them “recover” from gender dysphoria."

"...the third study in this category attempts to compare trans women who undergo gender-affirming surgery to those with an entirely unrelated medical condition known as ‘adult acquired buried penis.’ Equating these two is an entirely medically inaccurate and hateful rhetorical decision, and it’s telling of the manner in which the Trump administration is trying to frame trans people’s bodies.

Meanwhile, the fourth study analyzes fertility in 18 trans men who paused their hormone therapy in order to have children, and it constitutes the only fertility study the BOP admits to have reviewed. As if that wasn’t alarming enough, this specific study doesn’t evaluate if trans men can carry children after going off testosterone; it actually evaluates when. Given the fact that the BOP has no legitimate reason to concern itself with fertility, this implies that the Trump administration—at least in part—created the prison policy out of a desire to find out how soon the forcibly detransitioned trans men in its custody will be able to carry children.

Finally, perhaps the greatest confession is provided by the last two sources. The first of these is a medical article providing commentary on a study—a study that was not reviewed during the creation of this policy—of trans patients at Kaiser Permanente clinics, and in its words, its sole purpose is to “describe methods of cohort ascertainment and data collection and to characterise the study population.” Put differently, it communicates two things: how to single out trans people through health information and what data a study on trans people should collect."

“look at me.”

“you don’t get quiet when something’s wrong. you use your words. i need to hear you.”

“does this feel good, sweetheart? tell me.”

“i won’t guess. you’ll guide me. that’s how this works.”

“may i touch you here?”

“if you hesitate, i stop. immediately.”

“i want your yes. not your silence.”

“say it clearly for me. green, yellow, or red.”

“good girl. that’s it. always tell me.”

“you trust me because i make it safe to.”

“i’m in control, but you are never powerless.”

“if it stops being good for you, it stops. no questions. no disappointment.”

“your comfort is not optional.”

“you’re mine to guide, not to harm.”

i don't need a devotee. just a focused and diligent hand. one that's efficient enough in keeping me out of my own way. how would you choreograph it? what would you do to me if i asked to be taken, please? i know how much pride you take in service. would you lead me into temptation, just this once?

There is nothing I adore more than breaking the fast of pleasure with someone. I can tell you all the things I’d do for you. All the things I’d want for you and from you. All the ways I’d cultivate your pleasure, feed it till it is ripe for me to take.

Someone over me, digging their nails into me slowly. So slow. Till I’m sucking in air through my teeth, and fighting to not jerk away from them. Their nails don’t stop though, don’t stop sinking into soft flesh.

Him above me, using my body, slowly biting down on me. Every thrust into me means digging his teeth into my skin a little harder. Him smacking the same place on my body over and over again, a little heavier every time.