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you’re on a crowded subway and you feel so cute in your skirt that’s just little too short. you feel something cold touch your thigh from behind and flinch, but it’s too crowded to turn around and look. The cool sensation, maybe it’s metal? It’s dragging up your thigh a little higher now, under the hem of your skirt, and oh right, you’re wearing a thong today. There’s nothing stopping whatever this is from being pushed up against your hole.

You can feel your face turning red, feel the shiver in your stomach, but luckily you don’t see anyone paying attention to you. You start to turn your head, maybe you can at least see what’s happeni— the subway jolts hard as it comes to a stop, and it’s inside you, cold and hard and you know you moaned, but hope it got lost in the noise. You can feel it now, although it’s not that deep. The head of a metal water bottle, you think. You clench around it, almost involuntarily, and you’re definitely leaking now.

Are they doing it on purpose? It’s not moving, even as people exit and enter the train around you. You’re not moving either. You kind of want to. The subway starts up again, and with it, the bottle pushes a little deeper, and a little deeper, with the swaying of the train. It’s starting to stretch your hole as it gets wider, put there are passengers packed in on every side and you can’t move. Deeper, and it’s starting to hurt. How big is the bottle? Are they doing it on purpose?

You feel so full now, and it’s heavy, like it’s filled with water. But it’s moving so slow, and you can’t help but clench and buck your hips back a little, fucking yourself on the bottle. The train picks up some speed and suddenly it’s sliding in and out of you, rubbing against your spot with enough force that you can feel yourself getting close. The train is reaching a station again and fuck, you’re amount to cum in the middle of a crowded subway. It screeches to a stop and this time the water bottle slams deep inside of you, too deep, and you’re cumming, whimpering and spasming on the thick, cold metal. A few glances are thrown your way from passengers, but you’re too hazy from the pleasure to notice anything but the cum dripping down your thighs and the humiliation of what’s happening.

but consider also: bra shaped portals for people to suck your tits on demand and out of your control

Either two separate portals so different people each can access one tit at a time, or they connect as a larger portal so they can use both

they've always made fun of her for pretending to be a boy, so she tries to get away from them by hiding in the women's restroom.

get them in all sizes so I can leave them everywhere. dropping wallet sized pics of them showing off their tits outside their job. leaving a flyer of them posed with their legs open on a lamppost by their favorite coffee shop. posting one of them getting filled with cum at a bus stop near their house.

like, anywhere anytime if that fleshlight was being used, so were you. you'd have to learn very quickly how to go about your day while also being pounded into like a toy

and afterwards, maybe they use it to cockwarm themselves for god knows how long, only to pull out so you can feel their cum sliding down your legs

Imagine trying to concentrate on a work meeting as a cock fucks you hard and quick, just needing to crank one out to help someone get to sleep.

Or you’re out at drinks with the girls, and a cock slides into you for a gentle, tired fuck, and you’re trying to keep up with the goss while you’re slowly fucked most of the way to orgasm.

Maybe a fun one, where you’re at the exciting part of a sporting match, and a cock slips in for a quick fuck. No one notices or minds that you come loudly and proudly, your cries lost in the crowd.

this kink got me from absolutely despising my real name to loving when im called it n i use my real name and he/him pronouns now. theres nothing wrong with detransitioning so if u want to either fully detransition or do some small parts of detransitioning u should feel open and comfortable to do so

There is nothing masculine about me. I could never be masculine. Masculinity is foreign to me. Femininity is natural for me. I am feminine. I am female. I am a girl.

Dysphoria is good. Dysphoria is healthy. Dysphoria is nature reminding me that I am weak, vulnerable and female. Dysphoria is a constant reminder of my femininity.

I'm not a man. I could never be a real man. Real men don't fantasize about being fucked like desperate little girls. Real men don't get wet when they hear their real names. Real men don't beg other men to degrade, abuse and violate them. Real men don't play with their tits.

I'm not a man. I'm a girl. I am beneath men. I am unequal to men. Men know what's good for me. I submit to my natural role as a girl. I am docile. I am weak. I am feminine. I feel feminine. My head feels feminine. My heart feels feminine. Every time my pussy drips I feel so feminine and girly.

Men are smart. Girls are dumb. I'm a girl. I'm dumb. I'm not smart. Brains are for boys and my thoughts are just noise. Brains are for boys and my thoughts are just noise. Brains are for boys and my thoughts are just noise. I live to serve men. I was born to serve men. I love men. I listen to men because they are smart. I listen to men because they know what's best for me.

I rub my clit everyday. I feel so feminine when I rub my clit. I edge away the dysphoria into confusion. I want to be dysphoric and confused, it makes me wet. I'm not a man. I'll never be a man. I never was a man. My vagina was made to take a penis and receive sperm.

Testosterone is bad for me. I don't need testosterone, my body naturally produces it's own hormones. My body naturally produces estrogen. When I rub my clit my estrogen levels rise. I feel feminine when I rub my clit. I can feel my estrogen levels rising everytime I rub my clit. It feels so good to be feminine.