started thinking abt what my prudish, pretransition, teenage self would think abt the stuff i post on tumblr now, how shed probably be disgusted but im so much happier than her now
which turned into thinking abt trying to convince her that being horny and being The Way That We Are is ok. but she wouldnt wanna hear a word of it. so id have to make her listen. hold her down, show her my tdick, tell her how good it feels to stroke it to all those things we were already thinking abt, with other perverts who get off to the same shit. and when she wrestles and screams ill just have to help her feel that same pleasure herself. so she understands. this is good for us. hump her little clit with my tdick, feel how wet she gets between us despite her protests, her cunt rutting against mine as i hold her down. i mean sure shes a teenager but its literally me its fine. its basically masturbation,, and fuckk wow i forgot what huge tits we used to have,, tell her that while the flat chest we have is very gender affirming, hooly fuck do we think tits are hot now. we never liked our chest on ourself but we already deeply understood our big tits were never going to be good for our own pleasure, the only sexual gratification theyd bring would be for our partner. isnt she lucky that someone will finally get to make use of that? and that someone is me! its us!! i like this. which means she likes this. she can cry as much as she wants but shell get off to the trauma later, shell be fine. just another story she can tell the fucked up perverts on the internet abt and rub her future tdick to <3
