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You let out a surprised yelp when suddenly a hand closes around your neck and you're dragged further up the alley. You grunt as you are bend over a garbage bin. You feel disoriented as your pants and boxers are dragged down your shaking legs. "Look at that." The man purrs behind you while palming your ass. "A little confused girl out here all alone? It is like you are begging to get raped?" You try to push yourself up from the garbage bin, but he is so much bigger than you. He bangs your head hard once, twice on the lid and you go limp. You are in so much pain. Dazed you lay there as he drags your pants and underwear off and stuffs your boxers in your mouth. "Shush, if you'll behave I'll make sure it's good for you too." he breathes in your ear. He rucks up your top and binder so your tits flop out. His leans over your and his hands immediately find your nipples. He tugs on them hard. Your pained moan is stifled by your underwear. It hurts so bad. You need to get out, you try to get up again. He lets go of one of your tits and grabs your hair. He hisses "I see how it is." He bangs your head hard on the bin once again and after two more smashes the world turns dark.

Your conciousness comes back to you in a disorienting wave. The first thing you register is that you are naked on your back on the cold street. Your ankles are next to your ears, the position is really uncomfortable. Then comes the second realisation: you are in so much pain. Your head hurts and you are sure your nose is broken with the pain radiating from the middle of your face. Your tits also burn, they feel like they have been mauled. You whimper when the feeling registers. The third and worst sensation, is the one of being utterly, undeniably fucked. A deep, burning fullnes is being carved in your cunt, a brutal presence that jolts your body with every punishing thrust. It feels overwhelming. And combined with that horrible violation you feel a counterpoint of pleasure, a perfect targeted friction on your clit.

This assault of sensations is too much for you and you try to scream, but you choke on the fabric in your mouth. You feel a hand tighten around your throat. A voice groans in your ear. "You're taking it so wel princess." Your eyes fly open as you remember where you are. The smoker from the alley is between your legs, his thick cock pistoning inside of your body. "Such a good girl for me, I knew you had it in you." He licks some of the blood of your face. You want to feel disgusted, you don't want this, you're a man. Drool is leaking around your makeshift gag as your eyes start to tear up.

The man shifts your hips a little a he finds that spot inside you that makes you scream. He grins while he starts to speed up his thrusts, the thumb on your clit increasing it's pressure. "You are made for this. Such a good little whore for me." The hand around your throat tightens as he chokes you. Your eyes roll back as your orgasm takes you by surprise. Your toes curl in your sneakers, your back arches of the cobblestones. The man groans as he keeps using your body. He fucks you through your orgasm as you whimper into your boxers. It feels so good. You don't care anymore how this started, you just want more of this amazing feeling. Your hips start to move in tandem with pistoning cock and your hands come up to your knees. You hold yourself open as your rapist takes you.

He takes the underwear out of your mouth and kisses you. His tongue is fucking in your mouth like his cock is. With you cooperating he is able to reach the deepest parts of your cunt. You move your head back with a yelp as he starts battering against your cervix. "Girls like you are only good for one thing." he pants against your cheek, "I am going to breed you, you bitch. Make sure you know your place." You moan loudly as he speeds up. You want this. You need this. All thoughts about you being a man have left your dumb, little brain. You are a fleshlight, a womb to be bred. The realisation is incredibly arousing to you. You cum a second time when he stuffs you full of his seed. You feel it splash against your cervix. There is so much, it drips out around his cock while he grinds it into your cunt to make sure it takes.

You whimper as he pulls out of you, you aren't ready to be empty yet. He lets your legs down, gets up and tucks his wet dick back in his pants. You see him look behind him and he turns around with a grin. "I am done with her, you want a turn?" Your unfocused eyes move to the bouncer walking up to you. His hungry gaze moves over your dechauched body. You moan and spread your legs a little further when he starts to unzip his pants. You don't remember that you ever had the delusion of being a man. In this alley you have found your true purpose in life.

HI HOLY SHIT ANON??? CUMMING IN MY PANTS??? SO WET??? THIS IS SO GOOD??

i dont really have anything else to add besides thank you for getting me wet and also taking the time to write this for me?

buckle in because this is going to be a long one. i’ve been desperately horny and yearning to get fucked by a real cock for weeks. yesterday, a blank profile tapped me on grindr and— out of curiosity— i tapped him back. my profile is also blank for safety reasons—all i have written on my profile is my height, weight and that im a pre-op trans man. this was how he opened our conversation…

he was straight according to his profile and clearly a chaser. but, admittedly, the idea of having a “straight” buddy who treated me like one of the bros but still used my pussy like a girl had me immediately wet and worked up. (you’ve seen my blog, this was straight out of my wildest fantasies.) in a weak, lust-clouded moment, i messaged him back and we exchanged photos (he was hotter than expected, i’m not complaining).

our conversation derailed into a discussion of kinks. he admitted he was into male-dom and breeding— my boxers were subsequently further soaked. fueled by his admission, i hesitantly told him about all of the things i post about on this blog. he seemed very much interested in my fixation on misgendering but, at that moment, continued to refer to me as a guy.

next thing i knew- he was pulling up to my apartment to fuck. i let him in and we were very quickly down to business. we made out for a while until he lifted me up by my ass and threw me onto my bed— hard. my head spun as he unbuckled his pants and got out his cock. he looked down at me with an unreadable expression and full-on ordered me to get down on my knees in front of him.

i did, of course. i remember thinking that from where i was, beneath him and his cock, he looked so huge. i felt so small. i could tell this was going to be the most exhilarating hook up i’d ever engaged in. he told me to stick my tongue out and then he slapped his cock on my face and told me to suck. one thing about me is i looove sucking dick so i got to that task earnestly and enthusiastically. i love the feeling of powerlessness when im on my knees below a “real” man looking up at him through my eyelashes. it’s so demeaning in the most honey-sweet kind of way.

he mumbled “good bitch” as he came all over my face and then he told me to crawl back to to the head of the bed and lay on my back. i did so, covered in cum, chest heaving. he stripped as he stalked over to me. i’ll never forget the dark look in this dudes eyes as he approached me in my prone position. he pinned my arms above my head with his forearm and hovered over me. his unoccupied hand grabbed one of my tits (which are admittedly small, probably a or aa) which made me gasp. he laughed at me and pulled my shirt off completely. i looked up at him lustfully as he groped me some more.

his hand drifted down further, towards the waistband of my sweatpants. his thick finger traced my slit and my back arched off of the bed. he tightened his grip on my hands and started to finger fuck me. with all the built up anticipation, i was feeling good. my eyes rolled back in my head and i started to whimper. he laughed at my pleasure and the obscene sound of his fingers battling with the wetness and said “yknow, i’ve never met a man with a pussy before.” my eyes flew open.

i’ve never once engaged in my misgendering kink in a setting with another person, let alone some random hookup. it’s always been something that, even in relationships, i’ve hidden. i feel a lot of shame around this kink. however, hearing an actual man say words i’ve read a million times on kink blogs like mine unleashed something in me. i moaned. he zeroed in on that with something i can only describe as a sharks smile.

“tits, pussy… if i look past all that hair it’s not all that hard to see a woman. especially when i do this.”

he removed his fingers and released my hands. he grabbed my legs, pulled off my sweatpants, and folded me in half with my legs together and plump, freshly shaved pussy exposed. he grabbed a pillow and covered my face. i will admit in hindsight that that part scared me a tad but i was truly blinded by lust in the moment.

“there we go, now you look exactly like every other girl i’ve put in her place. doesn’t it feel good?”

my moan was muffled but i was well and truly soaking at this point. he threw the pillow across the room and spread my legs wide, though he kept me folded and prone. “look” he ordered “what do you see between your legs?”

“a pussy…” i had whispered, eyes black with lust.

he hummed, pulling out his cock once again and laying it over my slit. “now, what do you see between my legs?”

“a cock”

he slid his cock through my wetness, teasing me. he slapped my t-dick with his cock a few times before resting the tip at my entrance. “and what do men like me do with their cocks when a pussy is presented to them like this?”

“they… fuck them?” i had responded, my heart pounding in my chest and ears.

“good girl.” he smiled as he penetrated me to the hilt. i literally screamed, i was aroused enough that i felt pleasure but the sudden fullness came with a sting. i closed my eyes as he started to pump into me hard. i missed getting fucked a lot and this was elevated x10 with the added pleasure of submission and humiliation. it was in these first few minutes— the room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts, and high pitched moans— that i fully grasped what was happening. the hook up came to be so fast and spontaneously. now, here i was, moaning underneath the heavy weight of a cis, straight man who saw me as and was fucking me raw like a girl. it was a feeling like no other.

he found his rhythm and my moans became more uncontrollable. i opened my eyes at some point and met his sharp gaze as he pounded me. “feel good, baby?” he asked me. i nodded blearily, looking down at our bodies pressed together, watching my tits bounce with each of his thrusts and the addictive sight of his manhood disappearing into my cunt. i tightened instinctively in arousal and he grunted. he growled something along the lines of being careful with that or else he was “going to put a baby in me” and the heat within me just grew hotter.

at this point he switched positions, dragging me to the edge of the bed and standing up between my legs so he could have better leverage. in this position, his torso tapped my t-dick with every thrust of his hips and i effectively lost my mind with pleasure. i screamed a conglomeration of the words “yes” “please” “oh my god” and “fuck me” while scratching lines down his back. safe to say it felt so good. he chuckled in my ear as i gasped and shivered underneath him.

it was then that i felt a massive orgasm approaching- its warmth built in my stomach and my staccato of moans began to elevate in pitch as i climbed towards the climax. i likely sounded indistinguishable from the other girls this guy had fucked. moments before i orgasmed. he stopped moving completely.

“what the fuck” i remember saying, protest cut off by his hands pinning me down again- one arm keeping my arms in place above my head and the other pressing down slightly on my neck. i looked up at him with wide eyes- pussy throbbing from built up arousal and lack of release.

“do you want to cum?” i nodded, tears growing in my eyes. “then i’m gonna need you to repeat after me sweetheart. i’m a good girl. i’m lesser than a man. i’m meant to be bred. say that and i’ll fill you up and let you finish.”

i moaned, my eyes rolled back into my head as he pressed down on my neck harder. “i-im a good…girl. i’m lesser than a man. i’m, i’m meant to be bred-“

he moaned hearing me say those words and released his hands, moving them back down to my hips where he resumed his pounding with a newfound vigor. it didn’t take long for my orgasm to build again, especially as he grunted obscenities in my ear- calling me a bitch, sliding in the use of she/her, and other sweet nothings about male dominance and female submission. as i reached the peak, stronger this time because of his edging, i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and let go. it was one of the best orgasms i’ve ever had in my life. my whole body shook and i couldn’t control the sounds coming out of my mouth. he fucked me through it, prolonging the pleasure. eventually he reached his climax as well “i’m gonna fill you up with my cum i’m gonna breed you-“ he hiked me back up onto the bed and pressed me into a mating press as he came, deep, deep inside me.

after we both came down from the high of cumming he rolled off the bed. leaving me laying there, skin flushed red, cum on my face and leaking out of my twitching pussy. he grabbed both my tits one last time and trailed his fingers down to my pussy again. he have me one last “good girl” before getting dressed and leaving my apartment without another word.

hey, it’s been a bit, you ready to go back downstairs? damn are you still asleep? you better be breathing—oh thank god. shit. you’re warm. even through your dress you’re burning up. what if i just—

oh fuck, you’re soaked. your panties are so fucking wet. jesus, what am i doing. this is so fucking wrong. god.

fuck, okay, ill just jack off. then ill feel better. i can taste you on my other hand, and its making me so fucking hard. but maybe if i just squeeze your thighs together i can—fuck, oh shit, that’s so hot. my cock is sliding against your cunt and tenting your dress. christ. im close. maybe just the tip, just so i can finish.

oh my god, you’re so fucking tight. I’m throbbing inside you, shit. I can’t believe im fucking you right now. oh my god oh my god, i need to—i can’t stop—

ill just keep your dress pulled down. it doesn’t feel so bad when i cant see myself raping you. it looks fine. it’s fine. your cunt is squeezing me—goddammit I should have looked for a condom—ill just pull out. fuck just a little longer. you feel like fucking heaven.

shit too close—okay let me pull your dress up, just cum on your stomach and wipe it off—