You join a wrestling class. Youâd been looking for a way to get some exercise, plus itâs always a good idea to know some self-defence, especially as a trans person. Of course, they only had a menâs class and a womenâs. But you were starting to grow a few chin hairs from testosterone and you figured the menâs class would probably be full of men of all different sizes. You realize that this isnât quite the case after your first couple classes. Most of the men are at least half a foot taller than you. Even the ones that only have a couple inches on you are much broader, denser. They all humour you, but you can tell theyâre going easy whenever youâre partnered together. They always seem nervous, like they know they could break you easily.
One day, a long time member of the class offers to help you train one-on-one after the class is over. You know you need to improve your technique if youâre ever gonna stand a chance against these guys, so you oblige. So here the two of you are, in a private room of the gym, doing your stretches. Most of the other lights are off now, youâre the only two left at this time of night. As you stretch your arms up and out, you can feel him eyeing you, but you donât think much of it. Heâs probably just checking your form. You begin practicing some basic moves, taking turns pinning each other. But this time, when he pins you, with his thigh pressing between your legs, he doesnât get up. You tap him, but heâs not moving. You say his name. Finally, you start trying to push him off of you. He reacts by pinning you harder. One of your knees is pressed up almost to your chest. âOw, that hurts!â You exclaim. You squirm and still he is firmly on top of you, his large hands around your wrists. Suddenly, he shoves his lips against yours, and as you gasp, his tongue pries your mouth open wider. You try to thrash around, but itâs useless.
âGod itâs been painful to watch you in class. Youâre pathetic. You think all of us donât know youâre a chick?â
He grabs both your wrists with one hand easily and starts stroking himself through his pants with the other. Your eyes widen as you see the outline of his hard penis slowly growing in this track pants. Youâre in shock. His tongue is still violating your mouth eagerly. Then he moves his hand between your legs, your knee still pinned up against you. You let out a shriek as his rough fingers find the indent of your pussy through your pants. He glides over the shape of your puffy cunt, pressing lightly against your opening. To your absolute shame, you can feel the wetness slowly seeping through the fabric.
âAt least your pussy knows its place.â
He tugs his pants down just enough to let his cock spring free. Youâve never seen a cock this close in real life. All of your sexual experiences have been topping cis women. Itâs big. Now heâs shoving your pants down, and the shiny pink tip of his cock is dancing over your entrance. This brings you back to reality.
âWait! Stop! Please, I havenât, I mean Iâve neverâŚâ
âWait, youâre a virgin? Oh man, Iâm so glad you joined this class.â
âNO! You canât do this! Someone help me!â
He looks out at the dark gym.
âWho is gonna help you? You clearly need to learn. Iâm a man, Iâm bigger and stronger, so I take what I want. Youâre a woman, youâre weak and small, so you get your pussy split open.â
He laughs and drags his penis up and down your slit. Your eyes start to well with tears. Yet for some reason, you can still feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stoke of his cock. Finally, he positions it over your hole and begins to press into you. You squeal and scream as the head gently stretches your lips apart. He groans in relief. He holds himself there for a minute, just barely past your entrance, savouring your discomfort. Then he unexpectedly thrusts all the way inside you. You canât help but gasp and shudder. You can feel your vagina clutching on to every curve and ridge of his cock. He pulls all the way out of you and plunges back in again. This time, a little whine slips out of you.
âNow youâre getting it, princess.â
âI-Iâm not a girl!!â
He puts a hand around your neck and begins pumping his cock in and out of you.
âYou feel like a girl to me. Your pussy is sucking me back in every time I start pulling out.â
It hurts, yet some how it feels better than all the experiences youâve had with women. The shape of his penis is rubbing against your walls in a way that feels so completely natural, like this is what your body was made for. The head bumps against your cervix. Suddenly, your eyes widen as you realize heâs obviously not wearing a condom.
âWait! Wait! Please, just put on a condom! You canât cum inside me, you canât!â
He laughs again and picks up speed, causing your eyes to roll back involuntarily.
âHow about this? If you admit youâre a girl, I wonât cum inside you.â
Your face is flushed, your heart is pounding.
âB-but thatâs not true, Iâm not⌠Iâm not a girl.â
âAlright, suit yourself.â
He grunts as his balls slap against you.
âNo! Iâm a boy!! Please, please stop!â
He pushes your knee tighter to your chest. Heâs at the perfect angle to impregnate you. One of his hands starts playing with your plump little clit, until his thrusts start to become more desperate, more rapid, his breath hitching. You can tell heâs going to cum. Inside. Youâll get pregnant. You panic.
âStop! Stop! Iâm a girl! Iâm a girl Iâm a girl Iâm a girl Iâm sorry Iâm a girl!â
You scream. He pinches your clit again.
âOhhhh, thatâs a a good girl,â he moans and his grip on you tightens as you feel his cock twitch and throb. Suddenly, thereâs a warm, pulsing sensation deep inside you. Heâs cumming into you, thick ropes of sperm pumping into your womb. You sob at this realization. Heâs still rubbing your little clit, and your body spasms as an orgasm takes over you against your will. You can feel your walls fluttering, your cervix lowering as heâs still unloading his balls straight into your birth canal. Your body is doing everything in its power to ensure you get pregnant. You sob and moan at the same time, envisioning your future as a mommy.