May 22
we need to collectively stop making forcemasc revolve around police and the military I’m not falling for that
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we need to collectively stop making forcemasc revolve around police and the military I’m not falling for that
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my contribution to the masc hypno genre
forcemascing my butch by buying them cool clothes, paying for their tattoos and piercings, and getting them to go on testosterone, for my evil horny purposes… (making them feel comfortable in their body. and also being a sex freak)
forcemasc but I'm a stone top. my partner is molding me into the perfect top, ideal for giving out all of the pleasure they need.
they're encouraging me to workout more, so that I can lift them up in bed and manipulate their position with ease. "c'mon, I know you can do more push-ups than that. you're a guy, aren't you? act like one. get on the floor and start sweating." once I get strong enough to do multiple pushups on my own, they start pressing down on my back just to make it harder. laugh at me a little when I can't do it, then whisper in my ear about how they want me to get all big and strong so I can fuck them better. which, of course, makes me go a little crazy and push just that little bit further.
after workouts, they admire my body, tracing circles into the sweat on my skin, sizing up my muscles and praising me for the man I'm becoming. they sit me down and pull out my t shot and inject me while the sweat is still cooling. it hurts, but they remind me that pain is part of the process, and it kinda feels good, doesn't it? I'm being such a good boy for taking it without flinching.
and then they strap me in and tell them to fuck them like it's my real dick, to practice moaning in time with the thrusts. and once we start fucking, their words start to change from "good boy" to a pathetic repetitive cry of "thank you sir".
I love being a transfem butch.
I love confusing people. I love being something that society doesn’t accept, understand, or think is possible to live as.
I love my mullet. I love my armpit, forearm, happy trail, and leg hair. I love my piercings. I love working out to get stronger for my femme. I love my androgynous voice. I love being tall. I love my jewelry. I love my piercings. I love painting my nails. I love manspreading and taking up space. I love showing myself off. I love talking like a dude. I love referring to myself in fem and masc terms. I love being both her girlfriend and her boyfriend. I love having a dick.
I love combining my masculine and feminine features into the ultimate version of myself.
And I want to keep evolving my character.
(this is forcemasc/forcebutch)
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My genuine dream is domestication kind of forcebutch. Show me that true masculinity is about service. Brainwash me into your perfect househusband. Every chore I do for you makes me more and more conditioned, the rhythm ingraining your words into my mind. Make me exercise just for your pleasure, just so you have a pretty eye candy to enjoy. Make me show off my muscles to everyone like a good slut so everyone can tell what I am. I don't remember the last time I had an independent thought, but it's okay, you know I've always wanted to be this way. The point of my existence is to serve you and other dykes, nothing else matters. I'm meant to be used, mind and body alike.
would you like to play this game i made up it's called Biting Each Others Necks i'll go first
what if…. forcebutch, but without the ties and suits and crisp buzzcuts. forcebutch because i want to take a perfectly nice girl and mold you into the slobby stoner housebutch of my dreams. i will encourage and, if necessary, force you to let go of the need to always be neat and pretty and presentable. stop shaving and wearing makeup, yes, but also stop caring so much about how you look. i want you to be comfortable. and it’s hot, i can’t help it. i’m weak for contrast. i love to walk into the apartment in my elegant femme office wear and find you messy-haired and unshowered and stoned out of your mind in the middle of the afternoon on a weekday. (i’m also funding your weed habit, of course, and the sky’s the limit.)
i’ll dress you up for dates every once in a while, we both know you clean up nice. but being my kept butch means letting me keep you however i want, and i want you like this. i want you barefoot in boxers and an old t-shirt and letting me run the household. maybe i give you a few easy chores to complete. but if you forget or get too high there’ll be no punishment, i’m just going to find it endearing. and if i’m honest it’ll turn me on. because that will mean i was successful in uninstalling your anxiety, your perfectionism, and your transformation into a neet stoner dyke is complete. you’re just my adorable housebutch and i need nothing more from you than the pleasure and power of keeping you that way