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you know I never thought about it but "tch..." is definitely a form of pouting

tch is hmph for girls who devote 25% or more of their brain's processing power to figuring out how best to look like they don't care.

sorry :/ your “boyfriend” was displaying a natural inclination towards the prophetic so we feminized her ^-^ your girlfriend will make a great oracle one day

need a girl to forcecute me..... please.....

(no beers in) does anyone wanna keep me as their house pet forever

if you suck on her tits hard enough she'll lactate eventually. i promise. you just have to keep trying.

i turned a transfem into a life-size wind-up doll and yes she gets a little horny whenever I wind her up.

lifestyle tip: you can use Teeth on Girls to get Soft Moans

you can get hard moans too if you bite hard enough, not that you'd know dusty

hmmph >:c

lifestyle tip: you can use Teeth on Girls to get Soft Moans

"Oh I get a lot of random bruises that I don't know where they come from." That's slightly concerning and you should probably confirm that you know what they're from. You might have a vitamin deficiency or perhaps a disease. However more importantly can I see pictures of them. And also before you fix it if it is something that needs fixing can I please play with your easily bruised body for a normal amount of time. You might not enjoy it but I really, really will.

I was at a diner with some friends and a very tall woman with very red hair and very high heels came up to our table and introduced herself as a professional intuitive medium. We were polite as she proceeded to fumble her way through some cold reads. Are we artists? Yes you could say that. She showed us her evil eye necklace. Which was a swapmeet-esque resin butterfly adorned with what might have been a nazar. She said she had just moved from Sedona, which made a lot of sense. Of the new-age inclined towns orbiting Los Angeles Sedona is a provincial capital. I think she could tell the cold reading was not going well, so she thanked us for our time and headed back to her table. She sat with a man about her age in a fedora and a pointed goatee whose name I assumed was something like "Dante" or "Cuervo." I wish them well.

I feel I didn't do her justice. She was wearing very high heels but this woman must have been six feet without them. She was very tall, and her cloud of hair only made her taller. From the sheer size of her pupils and the way she fingered the necklace she was in the midst of something psychoactive. She also wore a huge green coat with lots of buckles. Also of note; big golden multi-knuckle ring that said "SAPPHIC."

This is just the tiniest fucking window into how transmisogyny affect people. This is about a space that was held by trans people and for trans people where the transphobia targeting a transfeminine person was prioritized over everything else.

i miss swimming.