Pervert

He makes you take off your shirt and binder long before you need to, and he openly leers at you.

We discuss your body like you aren't even there, and ignore your quiet, pathetic attempts to "correct" our she/her pronoun usage. You're sitting there with your tits out in a public shop, why would anyone use male pronouns for you?

The piercer takes a long time lining up the piercings, drawing and redrawing lines on your nipples, staring at your body in the full-length mirror, pressing and pulling on your sensitive skin. He keeps making comments about how you have the perfect shape for this, and I agree.

He gets much closer to you than he needs to during the piercing, making sure your dangling arm, which he ordered you not to move, is rubbing against his crotch.

You let out some beautiful noises when he finally does it, hot tears rolling down your cheeks. The piercer makes it obvious that he's hard as he moves around to the other side.

You gasp and whine when he does the second, and he leans back to look you up and down again. We both agree you look beautiful like this. He warns that you definitely can't wear your binder for several weeks, and I nod too. Definitely no binder, and probably no bras either. Everyone should be able to see your beautiful tits and their new jewelry through a tshirt.

even just feeling a brush of my boyfriend’s hard penis against my body activates my female reproductive system for mating. i can feel my clitoris begin to stiffen and grow sensitive, my vagina begins to drip and relax to invite his cock inside, and i’m overwhelmed by the urge to lay back and spread my legs so he can’t resist penetrating my pink, wet, clenching pussy.

once he’s truly claiming my pussy, on top of me holding my body bent in half so he can slam his penis in and out of my babyhole at will, it feels so right to surrender all control of the situation and accept that being female means he can do whatever he wants to my body, and that my body now exists to lay there helpless and pleasure his cock. even if i tried to push him out, the contractions of my vagina would only further stimulate his penis and cause him to orgasm inside of me quicker.

when i feel his breathing get heavier and his penis start to harden and lengthen, preparing to inseminate me, i feel ecstatic. my pussy naturally clamps down around his cock, causing overwhelming pleasure for both of us as he loses control and thrusts fast and hard and so deep inside that it hurts. i can always feel him harden the last bit and shove himself as deep as he can inside me to cum, following the most basic male sexual urge to impregnate a female.

nothing turns me on like his masculine grunting and moaning as he thrusts, thrusts, thrusts, and finally slams so deep he hits my cervix and pumps his semen right into it. each pump of sperm into my unprotected pussy is ecstasy. i feel whole, i feel womanly, i feel bred. he stays there with his still-hard penis inside me, making tiny little thrusts to keep pleasuring his penis with my pussy, and to make sure his sperm doesn’t leak out too much.

You fall limp again as my balls slap against your clit while you convulse from another orgasm. You don't know how many you've endured while being my condom today but it's enough to loss count a while ago

You're jolted back away by a hard slap on your ass as you feel another sensation of pleasure and pain jolt through you as my fat bitchbreaker scrapes against the inside of your soaking wet cunt.

"ugh, stop complaining. You know how pent up I get during exam season! I can't cum as often because I'm studying so just hold still! I'm so backed so you'll be getting a weeks worth of spunk inside you ^×^"

You try and say something but the quickened pace of my jack hammer-like fucking turns any words into nothing but moans as you quickly realize that being the nearest Fleshlight for your transfem roommate might not be the most convenient option if you had any plans after exam season...

"f-fuck... Please s-slow d~ah~down! Inside! But today isn't safe, I might get ~ah~"

so many of us would go stealth because we know that no one will take us seriously if you get pregnant. so many "men" walking around with hidden cunts and binding their tits as tightly as they can, to avoid anyone seeing them as a womb waiting for a load of seed.

imagine a coworker or neighbor finds out your secret - you see their face as they realize what you are. your screams and flailing limbs doing nothing to stop them from claiming you. they fuck you for what feels like hours, their cock slamming into your tender cervix, so you can get even more hysterical and desperate.

This inescapable, gaping, weeping hole tucked up and hidden between a boys thighs. And just above it a jutting throbbing clit, all puffed up and swollen from testosterone and too much attention. The way it twitches and flicks above that pulsing gash.

All I want is to tie up that clit for hours. Leashing it and pulling that up past his pants. Always controlling him, no matter where we are, by his stupid clit that jutts out pathetically between his legs, his pussy lips swollen and tingling.