StealToeCap

it would be so awesome

during bosses, if you use a lot of heals but not many consumables, she scolds you for being too afraid to use the fun stuff.

'goon' -linguistic drift gave her a new meaning. i hope her new life is good for her. i miss her.

'henchman' -too gendered. can be shortened to 'hench' in a pinch, but lacks punch.

'servant' -too domestic to apply to all those who serve evil.

'underling, subordinate' -this one only works if they get off on being beneath you and/or you don't properly pay your workers.

'associate' -this one's good for grizzled mercenaries or lone agents but doesn't work good for broad swathes of an organization.

'slave' -same as underling but more intense. really fun for some of the group. unsavory for others in a way that limits the scope of the thing.

'thrall' -only really applies if you're brainwashing them and that's not something i've learned how to do en masse yet

'flunky, toady, stooge, lackey' -these are just insulting, and that isn't conducive to a healthy work environment. imagine going to work and your job title is 'stooge'.

'acolyte' -works for those that worship you, but again. lacks the scope.

'supporter, follower' -unspecific and vague

'assistant, helper, aide' -not sinister at all. just means you're doing things for me. swagless in this manner. could be good if used to describe someone who's so clearly more that as a way to emphasize their obedience via understatement, but that's only useful for a few members of the organization. and even then, 'associate' works better.

"This is why I try so hard to protect my trans sister, she has to deal with so much of this all of the time."

"And this is why I will never learn how to swim"

"I never go swimming, unless it's an event that explicitely mention that Trans Women are welcome"

you're kneeling in front of me, what are you doing next?

like I just want to take someone and kiss her and pull her panties down and slip my hand into her wet slit and finger her while we make out

or kiss my way down someone's tummy and gently unbutton their slacks as I kiss further and further, closer and closer until I reach their lips, and spread that cunt open with my tongue as I eat them out for hours

or wrap my hand around her neck from behind as I lift up her skirt and mount that neocunt and make her scream as I thrust my knot in and out over and over again

i took these polaroids of your daughter at 6:47 AM on Sunday the 10th

she looks so beautiful in them, don't you agree?

"but what are those marks-"

i tied her to a tree and beat her until she spat blood, i wasn't careful, i used harsh rope, i cracked ribs, i bruised organs

i gave her everything she could have possibly wanted because she asked me to make her last moments incredible

"wait, you said I'd get to see him, are you, these have to be fake, you're playing a prank on me, you're lying, you're supposed to love him you would never-"

i love her more than anyone in the world and i took your daughter's life this morning before i came to meet you

her body is buried in the yard of the abandoned church you forced her to go to when she was a kid

"why are you, why are you telling me this, i can go to the police, i can get you arrested i"

because you have no power over her anymore

and i wanted you to know that before i vanished from your life

your daughter was the perfect little victim for me

"no, you can't, you're lying you're lying you're LYING I AM CALLING THE POLICE GET OFF OF MY PROPERTY GET OUT GET OUT!!!!"

i will

but i have to tell you one last thing

it was her last request

".......what......what did....... she want me to know?"

same sort of temper tantrum we thought she'd throw

"i almost feel bad, scaring her like that"

eh, we'll text her in a week, show a newspaper, proof that you're okay, she'll be fine afterwards

".....you did record it, right?"

oh of course, phone mic was on the whole time. i'll let you listen when we get home

'goddd, i feel bad, but i also cannot wait to hear her crying over this"

you know, she used 'she' for you at the very end

"oh wow, that's. i kinda can't believe it. sure i have to wait till we get home to listen?"

hehe, you'll last, snuffbait, be patient

took everything in me not to just say 'too little, too late' right to her face after that

"that woulda been good, why didn't you?"

seemed crass. already hurting her plenty, no need to rub it in

"you're such a fuckin softie, i swear!! hahahaha"

"i love you, Killer, i love you so goddamn much"

Oh but "everyone is subjected to transmisogyny," right?

This is the point of TME/TMA. This is why non-transfeminine people aren't subjected to transmisogyny.

Reminds me of this post by @corpsehusk-creaturedoll

Panicking because you're losing air and they're not letting go of you, like they usually do.

Elbowing their side and attempting to push your back against them to throw them off-balance, but failing, rapidly losing consciousness.

Being woken up with your ears ringing, a strange pressure from the blood raising to your head, loud moans broke through your hearing.

Who was that?

Was all your brain could think about before feeling yourself squeeze your hole around someone's fingers. You were still in a chokehold, but you were able to breath now.

Your body jerked forward and you escaped their grasp, their fingers delving deeper into your entrance, you gazed back, breathing heavy, realising it was your sibling.

You were both laying on the ground, you were naked from the waist down, legs spread, back towards their chest and they pulled you back against them by the abdomen.

"Wha-?"

You breathlessly spoke as they rubbed your nub with their big finger, while they were three fingers knuckled deep inside you. Your back arched, mind still hazy.

It felt good. You've never done this before.

They grabbed your jaw and turned your head to press their lips onto yours, their tongue attempting to enter your mouth, you barely opened yours and they were now violating both your insides.

Before you could form another thought, you orgasmed on their fingers, with their tongue into your mouth.

His boots being the first thing I see when I open my eyes, I mewl, realising our weight difference and his muscles mass and how easily he could hurt me if he intended.

Him crouching down and fondling my ass cheeks before dragging his fingers to my hole. My breath becoming shallow, my gaze fixed onto him, my words stuck in my throat.