I'm going to separate this into two questions:

Is this the right guy for you? I really can't tell you. That's a very large age gap, but some relationships with that kind of gap work out just fine.

In general, is it better to get married and have babies starting at 18, or is it better to go to college? If you have the right guy lined up, I think it's better to just not go to university and go ahead and start making babies. A literature degree, especially, is not so important that you should defer some of your most fertile years in order to pursue it. Overall I think you'll be happier embracing your baby-making purpose early.

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Meanest thing to a subby boy would be slow methodical stretching. Sub being laid out on a gynecologist chair, legs held open and naked body barely covered by a thin sheet. His tight pussy slowly being fingered open with no hope of orgasm. Sometimes his examiner will quietly comment about how swollen his clit is, or make note whenever she manages to slip another finger in. Eventually she gets an entire hand inside, now pushing further to tease his cervix. Painfully opened wide and ready for insemenation.

oh my god yes 🤤 bonus points if he’s strapped down and blindfolded! poor baby can feel a lot of uncomfortable sensations but doesn’t know what’s happening, just told he would be examined. but oh dear, why does it feel so cold down there? something is stretching, ah, now it’s hot, he doesn’t know what’s happening! meanwhile they’ve inserted a jumbo speculum, nearly a foot long, deep into his tummy and are pulling it open. he’s whimpering and moaning as they open up his cervix so wide they can clearly see the soft cavern in him, inviting the other doctors to come take a look!

trans boy experimented on after being captured by alien scientists. naked and spread eagle on an examination table, metal encased capsules holding his arms and legs, a high tech metal muzzle around his mouth keeping him gagged. struggling but the metal restraints held so firm he was immobile, locked digitally, eyes teary and scared. testing his sensitivity tolerance by fixing a pump with several prongs on the inside over his pussy, the tips digging in to the soft flesh, before turning it on. the fixture delivering electric pulses to the boy’s soft pussy as he wails underneath the muzzle and tries to arch unsuccessfully. the pulses speeding up as the boy thrashes until the current is continuous, his soft pussy being electrocuted at a high voltage for a few minutes. the prongs direct the current firmly into the soft flesh of his labia, his clit, and just inside his inner walls.

they let the sparks from the pump die down as they take notes impassively before pulling off the pump. his mound is red and engorged, plump and sensitive and borderline painful. they decide to test endurance next. they bring a heavy duty stimulator (resembling a large human vibrator) and a fucking machine with an alien cock attached to it. it’s a large thing, about the size of an earth horse cock, but ridged and nubbed in different places, a spiked knot at the base. they strap the panting boy down by metal restraints across his torso and neck as well, so he doesn’t hit his head from thrashing as the next test would be a bit…intense. they position the vibrator on his puffy clit and turn the fucking machine on, watching curiously as it stretched and breached his small entrance. the boy’s eyes widened as he sobbed as his pussy was opened beyond what it had before. they gradually increased the speed to high and watched the boy become overwhelmed. he was held helplessly still on the examining table as the vibrator overstimulated his clit and the alien dildo fucked him fast and hard. by the fifth orgasm, the aliens left the cameras on him and went around their ship to do other work as the machines whirred away.

they came back the next morning to record their observations. the boy - if they could even call him that anymore - had been fucked and overstimulated all night, cumming again and again: the meter on the side recorded 27 orgasms, with him beginning to cum dry somewhere around early morning. his clit was huge and soft and a red-purple, the vibrator still buzzing loudly against it. his pussy was loose and sloppy and stretched, gaping around the alien cock, a mess of squirt and cum and piss dripping below the table. he was so loose the spiked knot slipped in and out of him easily, barely brushing his puffy rim as it fucked him steadily. a quick body scan showed that his guts had been rearranged also, insides churned and molded to the large intrusion, organs pushed to the side to create a large, spacious, cavernous womb. the boy himself was soft and docile, obedient and pliant, eyes rolled and drool leaking from underneath the muzzle, heartbeat slow and sweet. he was perfect and ready for phase three: cyclic mass breeding.

After three years of taking testosterone I've come to a lot of conclusions. Even though I identified as a lesbian before and romantically I am only still attracted to women and identify as a straight guy... I was made to get used by real men.

My tight pussy opens up and starts drooling just at the thought of a fat manly cock filling my needy holes.

I made it 8 years without dick, then it happened. I was still with my ex girlfriend at the time and I had just started talking T. The night sweats, the flooding thoughts and dreams of all the guys who previously used me... Suddenly I needed to rub my swollen pulsing clit and my ex was deeply asleep so I did.

That night I came so hard to the thought of my middle school classmate shoving his huge dick down my throat for the first time.

I became addicted. I kept masturbating to memories of my slutty past as a straight teenage girl and loved doing it especially when my ex was sleeping next to me, completely in the dark about the fact that her boyfriend was slowly becoming a slut for cock (again).

A few months passed and I'm alone in the city. This reddit guy kept telling me I should give in and find someone to finally satisfy my needs as a bitch in heat. At that point I was making strangers cum on the internet daily and humiliated myself for their pleasure. This guy was training me to be his little obedient fucktoy.

One night after he made me fuck my asshole to destruction with my dildo, I shamefully gave in and downloaded grindr. I just couldn't resist the urge anymore... I needed a big hard cock deep inside me. So I made it happen.

After finally getting my pussy fucked again by a real man I suddenly understood my purpose. Cock is all I think about anyways. I was made to make cocks feel good and honestly.. I love it.

You'll never escape your pussy.

You'll never escape your tits.

You'll never escape your womb.

Even if you remove them.

Even if you completely change your appearance.

They'll always haunt you.

You'll always be a girl.

Why not be a good girl?