i've got a fantasy of matching with a cis gay guy. of course he sees me as male, but i'm his first experience with tits and pussy, and he finds it fascinating. when i confess to him that i've got a thing for being misgendered, i'm worried that he'll be squicked out - that he'll refuse, because ofc he's gay. but instead he finds it hot. it starts in the bedroom - calling me a good girl, calling my tdick a clit, using she/her to talk about my pussy...
but it escalates, ofc. he starts calling me "baby girl" when he's horny. when i cop an attitude he calls me a bitch. i stop wearing my binder around the house so he can grope my tits whenever he likes, which he takes full advantage of. he likes the idea of forcibly feminizing me, so we get into women's clothes and makeup and growing my hair out...
one day i shyly ask him if we could do this outside the house - if we could go on a date with me in fem clothing. he agrees. when we're out, nobody looks at us twice; everybody sees a straight couple... the server at the restaurant calls me "ma'am", a female store employee gushes over my painted fingernails... an older woman asks when he's going to propose...
when we get back, we have hot, feral, babymaking sex. as his dick floods my womb with his seed, pulsing against my cervix, he asks me to be his girlfriend for real. and i, of course, say yes.
