Why don't you use me?

body horror and big tits

like yesss! i want to go through incomprehensible horrific changes that leave me unrecognizable to myself and loved ones and get milked like a cow!

tits so big that you can't help but wanna fuck them while I try to hide them. i can't even lay down on my stomach comfortably, the tits are so sensitive that any pressure or stimulation makes me buck my hips. plus, the sheer weight of them makes it hard to move. they don't even feel like mine anymore.

and they're not, of course. my tits always belonged to you, just like my cunt and my ass and my hormones. it's all yours to play with.

wherever we go, you make me lift up my shirt and show them off. decorated with piercings that you chose. I'm always in tears from the dysphoria, but no one cares because they're too busy groping my impossibly large tits.

one time, while fucking my cunt, you promise that i can get a breast reduction if I don't cum before you. for a while, I'm able to bear the relentless pounding on my g spot... until you pinch and pull my tits like you're milking me. i cum with a squeal before you cum deep in my fertile pussy.

have you started accidentally misgendering yourself yet? have you started getting clocked in real life? have you lost the ability to cum unless you’re imagining yourself as a girl again?

she’ll reach out to grope my tits. i’m unable to stop myself from arching into her hands. i’ve never been this sensitive before. “moaning like a whore already? it’s only natural. you’ve been living that fantasy of being a boy for years now subjecting your female body to something it’s not… and just look at how quickly you responded when given a girly stimulant! a girl’s brain is her pussy after all.” she pushes my skirt up to expose the soaking wet panties she had me borrow. i squirm but she only pulls them down and starts playing with my clit. cooing the entire time about how i’ll make the cutest little girlfriend.

it’s not long before i’m begging for her to be inside of me. she’ll lay me back on her bed and lift my skirt up. my legs will open automatically and she’ll pat my cunt all proud. it takes her a moment to put on her strap and she’ll force my mouth open to lube it up. “c’mon pretty girl. open up for mommy’s strap. she knows just how tight your little cunnie is so you better get it nice and wet. okay princess?” i’m too horny to argue so i’ll wrap my tongue around her strap and lube it up with my spit.

finally she pulls it out of my mouth and slaps my face with it. a wet thunk has her satisfied. so she’ll finally fill me with her strap and fuck me nice and hard. her hips bruising into mine with each thrust. “look at you sweetie. you’re no man. just my sweet girl. isn’t that right? mhm. good girl! you’re my little lesbian… no? babygirl look at yourself sweetie. this isn’t how a man has sex and you know it. it’s time to stop pretending. you wanna have cummies? say you’re mommy’s little girl. c’mon… attagirl! see how easy that was.” as i squirt all over her strap further proving her point.

They may never be men, but they aren't women. They're horny, desperate sex dolls with a padded fuck hole. They're walking, talking fleshlights with an ultra sensitive "cock" begging to be pinched, pulled, and teased.