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hey you! person with detrans kink! you know you dont have to keep transitioning right? you can stop! you can stop at any point! imagine how good it’ll feel!

btw everyone in your life knows you’re trans and they only gender you “correctly” because it’s social convention. you don’t pass, and you’ll never be stealth. we can all see through your act to who you really are

you weren’t “born in the wrong body”, you’re a normal girl who was groomed into this delusion by the internet as a teen and who hates herself for it. you’re just confused, dissociated, and traumatized; what you need is therapy, not hormones.

Because of some life updates I've lost touch with people who knew I was trans and am now forced to introduce myself by my deadname and present as a girl. Every time I meet someone new I realize that I have to tell them my girl name and the dread that follows this realization hurts so good. The identity I've been crafting for years and years, the sense of self I've been constructing for as long as I can remember, all erased with one word, sealing my fate as a girl for good.

It would be so hot to tie up a fakeboy and start video calling her friends while fucking her. I would tell her I was just recording and silence the volume so she couldn't hear her friend's reaction. Maybe I wouldn't even be fucking her. Just rubbing her girly tits and calling her by her deadname and then panning down to my cock rubbing against her wet little pussy. I'd pan the camera back towards her face and tell her to say hi to whatever friend was on the phone before sticking my cock in her.

if you're a fakeboy reading this > you are obligated to reblog this and reply so that all the real men and chasers here can easily find their next target to detransition ♡