horny girlie :3

They're playing portal 2.

Anyway I need to explore these two's dynamic more!! They're like.. the only friend the other really has and I think that's really interesting.

1. Ask your fav trans person how they'd like you to send them nudes ^×^ becoming porn for us is one of the best ways to show you value our sexual well-being during this month of celebration <3 (I personally prefer fansly :3c)

2. Give us money ^×^ This could be just because you want to see us thrive but personally you can also you can tell me how much better your money is spent on jerking off my massive girl cock <3

3. Let your partner become a trans persons pet ^×^ you don't deserve sex during pride month anyways so just leave us to satisfy your partner <3

"Oh shit, are those my old dyke mags? Aww, my niece, the little queer historian."

"Which one are you... Ohhh, I guess that makes more sense at your age, but then, don't you have like, internet porn?"

"Parental controls? Really? Still? God my sister really did turn into a prude."

"Okay, how about-"

"No of course I'm not mad, I remember when I was your age with your feelings those magazines were a godsend. They made what I was feeling feel a lot more normal, plus I spent a lot of nights with them. I'm glad they'll be able to help another girl in the same way."

"So, as I was saying, you can take whichever you like home with you, and then a bunch of other magazines with them as camouflage. I know my sister, she pays as little attention to queer stuff as possible, all of it'll just blur together to her."

Kink, roleplaying and all that. We massive perverts use this website to play pretend a lot of stuff we'd never consider doing outside of our freaky blogs

I'd be happy to not be considered one as an actual person. The definition of "person who doesn't see trans people as people, or as their gender, wants to detransition them, only wants them to top or to have no bottom surgery, isn't attracted to cis people at all" etc is not about me.

I also understand that me centering my blog around attraction specifically to transfemenine people may make many uncomfortable, and feel like othering. I put chaser in tags so people could filter that out more easily. I'd usually have TNWO tags to serve that purpose but as some of my posts began not being that tnwo-related I started putting chaser one just in case

"Y-yeah, she just got going." You blush and stutter. She's told you dozens of times not to be worried about using her place to hook up with girls you still can't help but be embarrassed.

"How was it?" She gently pushes into the room while you process her question. She's answered a couple of your sex questions and shared a few dirty jokes and stories, but she's never asked anything like this.

"It was fine." You shrug. "I had a good time."

"Really?" Your aunts voice is genuinely concerned. "It kinda sounded like she was getting more out of it than you."

You blush bright again. You're not sure if this is something you should be talking about with a family member, but you really don't have anyone else to talk to about this and there is something you want to get off your chest. "It... um, it could have been better, I think."

"How so?" Your aunt lays an arm over your shoulders and gently pulls you into her. A part of you wonders if she should be doing this, another part is glad for the touch.

"It sorta felt like... like she was just going through a checklist, whenever she touched me, like she just did enough to say that she did everything right, not because she actually wanted to."

"Is that why you faked it?"

You turn your head in embarrassment, burying it in the side of her breast. "Y-yeah." Your voice is muffled against her.

"Oh, poor girl." Your aunt begins stroking your hair as you nestle into her. "You don't deserve that, I promise there are so many girls who will want you, who will show you that so much better than her." Her hand slides off of your hair and down your back, easing you into her.

"R-really, you're sure?"

"Absolutely, you're a lovely girl." A shiver emanates from your hips as her hand passes over them.

"W-what are you doing auntie?" You haven't called her auntie for years, but something about the way she's cradling your body pulls it out of you.