#ftmtf misgendering

[ftmgirlie]

Detrans Resolutions

I was too late for detrans december, so why not detrans 2024!

last update: jan 3, 2024

Let’s see how far we get hehehe

This will be counted until January 31, however, i’ll immediately start when i get home from the holidays ; )

I hope we can get a whole year of fun though!

every note = a day of letting my hair grow out

every 2 notes = groping my tits for 5 mins for a night

every 5 notes = a day of wearing panties

every 10 notes = a week of keeping my pussy shaved

every 15 notes = I won’t bind for five days

every 20 notes = a week I wear clothes that show off my curves

every 25 notes = I’ll fuck my pussy with my thickest dildo every other day for the rest of the game to remind myself of it’s true purpose

every 50 notes = I’ll go outside with a buttplug without panties or any other underwear

every 75 notes = i’ll skip a shot of t

100 notes = I’ll wear feminine perfume for a month

115 notes = i’ll shave my legs

125 notes = i’ll try to induce lactation

150 notes = i’ll wear lipstick for a month

200 notes = i’ll put my full first dead names on my header

250 notes = i have to keep an edge streak of two weeks to come once

300 notes = i have to get my nails painted once a month and keep it on as long as possible

325 notes = i’ll stretch my holes with an expanding toy every week

350 notes = i’ll try double penetration every 20 notes onward

375 notes = i’ll try pills that help with lactation

400 notes = i’ll make an account on a hookup app

450 notes = i’ll stop birth control

500 notes = i’ll have unprotected sex and try to get bred every 100 notes onwards

600 notes = i get a temporary womb tattoo

700 notes = i have to learn how to cum just from my nipples being played with

800 notes = i cant touch my clit without permission anymore

1000 notes = i stop ordering t vials and i can only use the one i have left until it runs out (its less than 5 ml)

1200 notes = i get a permanent womb tattoo

1500 notes = i get my ears pierced and wear feminine/dangly earrings every day

2000 notes = getting my nipples pierced (note: i may have to delay this to induce lactation better)

4000 notes = i get my clit pierced

5500 notes + submit suggestions in my asks/dms if you have any (i’ll most likely add them + i loooove submissions)

5000 notes = i publicly announce my detransition and return to womanhood

spamming encouraged! do your worst!

i’ll be posting an update on the total count of everything on jan 31!

[confusedcunny]

Detrans December Challenge

Alright I'm doing it! A notes game going from now until 1 December 2023 00:00. The results of the notes will dictate what I'll do during Detrans-December!

Every 10 notes is a day of wearing lace panties. 20 notes: I grow out my hair further. 50 notes: I shave my pussy smooth and keep it smooth. 75 notes: I'll write my deadname on my body. 100 notes: I lower my next T shot with 1/5th. 125 notes: Every 50 notes beyond this point my T is reduced another 1/5th. 150 notes: I shave my whole body smooth and keep it smooth. 175 notes: I draw a womb and ovaries on myself. 200 notes: I dress up in thong, bra, skirt, stockings (as fem as I can with the clothes I have) and share it here. 225 notes: I do more body writing based on your suggestions. 250 notes: I masturbate in girly clothes. 275 notes: I upload myself humping a pillow. 300 notes: I watch a feminization hypnosis every other day. 325 notes: At this point my first shot is skipped. Every 50 notes beyond this point I reduce a fifth of my next shot, and then the next etc. 350 notes: I practice penetration once a week (I'm kinda bad with that right now). 400 notes: I get a pink piece of jewelry for my bellybutton piercing. 450 notes: I watch a feminization hypnosis every day. 500 notes: I go outside dressed in a skirt. 525 notes: I add new goals...

I'm excited to see the results, and who knows, maybe in January I'll really get to say:

"New year, new me!"

[ftmfem]

daddy and i had sex today, during my most fertile day. daddy has made me track my cycle since going off fake hormones. here’s what happened.

i walked up to daddy as they ate their breakfast at the table. i had just gotten a notification from my phone. my health app.

“daddy i’m fertile today”

“you’re a good girl… coming and telling daddy when your body is fertile for me, just like i taught you. how do your vagina and body feel now?”

“thank you daddy. i’m happy that i told you… but i don’t want to have sex today. i’m not ready to be a mommy.”

“did i ask if you’re ready to be a mommy? no. i asked how your body feels? i asked if she is ready for me to make her a mommy. you have no say in this.”

then daddy comforted me and began to remind me that yesterday i promised we would have naked cuddle time today.

we crawled into the bed and daddy played with my body while telling me what a good girl i am. we madeout, i sucked daddy’s cock, and i let daddy help my pussy get wet. daddy says we have to take good care of her, she makes me a good girl.

eventually daddy rolled me onto my back, got on their knees and towered over me. they pushed my legs towards my breasts and pinched my hard nipples.

“good girl. let daddy take you. i need to be inside. can daddy be inside now? don’t you want to make me feel good like you promised, baby girl?”

“…”

“good answer.”

with strong hands and a needy cock, daddy pushed my legs open. they rubbed their cock head up and down my slit. tickling my clitoris with each slow pass. i moaned gently. i was in need and at the peak of my ovulation. i was also incredibly desperate to please my daddy.

they thrust inside of me with one deep push. daddy always gets my pussy soaked and puffy for them. slowly they work me up, making me into a needy girl. then they mount - fast and deep.

they fucked me for several intensely passionate minutes while soothing me, playing with my breasts, and telling me how good i am for them.

all of a sudden, before i could even beg one last time for them to pull out, daddy whispered in my ear

“good girl. daddy is going to cum now. take it all.”

and then i felt their cock get harder and start to twitch. i was flooded with warmth deep inside of me.

daddy came extremely hard, pressed right against my cervix, for about a minute. the whole time, my tight wet pussy twitched in response to their throbbing cock, as if it was inviting their cum into my deepest and most vulnerable place.

soon after, i came on their cock while it was still deeply pressed inside of me. it was the most pure and female orgasm i have ever had. we stayed, embracing one another for a few minutes. daddy thanked me and reminded me that i am such a good and obedient girl for them. i love making daddy happy. it’s my purpose.

[daddyspatriarchyprincesss]

I Need conservative misogynistic men to send me rape threats about how they’re going to force a baby into my womb, I want a big baby bump so everyone knows I’m a girl and get fucked like one

[detranshospital]

Finally an audio for all the fakeboys♡

Think of it as hypnotherapy!!

as a fakeboy myself, I wanted to bring reality back to other fakeboys!

(TW: this is misgendering/detrans-kink friendly content. in no way is that a small warning, please be aware before listening.)

[meangirltogoodgirls]

imagine if you could get your transition fully funded in exchange for one year as a free use toy.

at the end of that year, you'll get a card with no limit that can pay for any gender-affirming treatment, hormones, clothing, etc that you want. but in exchange, for 365 days your body is available for anyone to touch, grope, or fuck however they want.

after all, if you want to get rid of such a fuckable body on the public's dime, they should get a chance to use it first, right?

[needytgirls]

We’re in middle of fucking. I am bend over, holding the edge of a bathtub for a better support. You are behind me, slowly, sliding in my tight hole. There is a big mirror in front of us where we can wacht the whole show.

“I wanna feel your skin against mine” you whisper in my ear when you pull me to yourself, leaving me standing. I only wear a binder, I never took it off in front of you.

“i don’t know…”

“cmon, just this one time.” you keep pushing me. I am not comfortable but I know you so long, I know you respect me… You slide your fingers under my binder on the side of my body, sliding your palms up.

“okay, just this one time” I approve and let you take the binder off. you throw it in the corner and press your bare chest to my back.

“finally” you breathe heavily in my ear and then I notice you staring in the mirror. staring on my bare chest. I try to cover myself but you take my hands.

“don’t. you’re so pretty like this. such big, nicely shaped breasts. puffy pinky nipples” you flick my nipples with your fingers and I shake my whole body “and you like it. watch it. watch them.” you grab my hair, forcing me to watch my reflection in the mirror. and then you start thrusting again. this time I, both of us can see my tits bouncing all over my chest.

“you’re so hot” you moan “do you still think you’re a boy?”

“y…yes.” I sob and you pull your dick out.

“really? okay, maybe you should get fucked like a boy then” you push your dick against my ass and hold my body close to yourself, holding one of my tits in your palm.

“no, not in my ass!”

“no? so where do you want it then?”

“in the… the other one”

“what is it? how is it called?

“a pussy” I whisper and feel the tip of your dick at my pussy lips.

“say it again. beg me to fuck your hole”

“please… please fuck my pussy.”

“what a nice little girl you are” you say before you stick it inside of my pussy and start fucking me again, speaking about how nice my tits bounce.

[queerism1969]

[cuntboyprincess]

The concept of forced impreg turns me on so much.

There is no other way to invade a girl's body like it is by knocking her up with your semen, implanting your offspring into her against her will, forcing her to carry your genes in her for 9 full months, her swelling up like a balloon and waddling around brandmarked for everyone to see. Making her suffer by her own body, basically degrading her from the inside out -literally! Making her deal with all the nasty side effects of pregnancy, too -because YOU decided so. And then on top of all wrecking her beautiful, spotless body forever. By forcing stretch marks, weight gain, a forever ugly, flabby stomach and cellulite onto her....

It's just.... so hot to do this to someone. 🥵

[girlhogdiner]

I'm so sorry your massive tits make you dysphoric :( is it okay if I feel them though? If you're gonna get rid of them I should be able to enjoy these giant bouncing funbags while they're here. God and you're so sensitive right here too, I can feel how hard your nipples are getting. Oh? Was that a whimper? Is this turning you on? Do you like it when girls stroke and play with your fat cow tits? These gigantic udders on your chest that not even the strongest binder could hide? You like it when I twist and tease you? You wouldn't want to deprive me of this, would you? These giant hooters of yours make me so hard, I just want to pin you down and feel them wrapped around my cock, and if you got top surgery, I couldn't do that! That'd be terrible, wouldn't it??

[ftmjessiegirl]

i wonder what a real cock would feel like splitting me open.

maybe maybe i'm being forced to jiggle my own tits- as i finally feel what it's like to have my pussy spread so far open. i'd gasp and go stiff, tense up- but you'd keep pushing in, more, and deeper... until finally you're all the way in. All of your cock inside my virgin pussy, cunt twitching around you. I can barely get used to it before you're thrusting hard and fast, my voice caught in my throat as my pussy is fucking ruined. I was so so tight before, but my hole is being molded around your cock, the head nearly brushing my womb.

each drag in and out my pussy is making sloppy noises. I've stopped touching my own tits, so you have to remind me to keep fondling them, keep making them wobble all over. maybe you'd make me pinch my own nipples and hold them stretched upwards, so you can watch as i desperately try to obey and keep them still while each brutal thrust inside my untouched pussy makes my body quake, only causing my tit flesh to jiggle more.

i cum on your cock. your thick, relentless cock. i've never had anything so big, so raw, so real inside me before.... and as you cum inside me, i pass out, still split in half by the cock between my legs and buried inside my newly fucked out hole.

[fakeboyfantasies]

Adrian's Pride Outfit

Words: 1,768 Kinks: FTM misgendering, humiliation, piss, rape, breeding

It had taken weeks for Adrian to talk himself into it. Even now, looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn’t believe he was soon going to be wearing this in public, even if it was at a pride event with other people wearing even less. 

For the first year ever, Adrian wasn’t wearing his binder to pride. He was barely wearing anything up top at all - a fishnet top did very little to hide his perky B cups, nipples covered up with trans pride flag pasties. He’d stuck a pronoun pin in the gaps of the mesh for good measure. It was a trans inclusive event, and he saw other transmascs topless all the time. Adrian spent an hour before the event doing his makeup, picking out shoes, and fussing over how his butt looked in his tiny shorts, his pronoun pin jingling softly every time a movement made his boobs bounce.

In Adrian’s apartment, he had felt confident and masculine. In his friend Anna’s car, he had felt confident and masculine. Once they got to the parade, he was starting to have second thoughts about his outfit. 

Luckily for him, pride was full of easy distractions. He bought himself a couple of cocktails, and a very nice drag queen gave him an edible after they talked for a few minutes. Adrian was feeling great. The gummy was starting to kick in, and he was drunk enough and had seen enough other trans guys going topless to feel less dysphoric about it. The alcohol was moving through him quickly though, and Adrian excused himself from his friend group, going off to find the bathrooms. 

The park was fucking huge, and he was drunk. It didn’t help that the sun was setting, and the area of the park he was in was totally unlit. That was probably for the best, though. He didn’t want some random jogger or something to see him like this. 

Finally, Adrian found one of the park bathroom structures. He didn’t think it was connected to the pride event, but hopefully it would be empty? He decided to take the risk, going into the men’s room. 

The bathroom was not empty. A guy probably Adrian’s dad’s age, wearing a tool belt and paint stained clothes, was washing his hands, and he gave Adrian a judgemental look up and down. 

“Wrong bathroom, sweetheart. Door to the ladies’ is on the other side.”

Shame curled in Adrian’s gut, behind his bursting bladder. “No, I, uh.” Drunk and inarticulate, he pointed at his pronoun pin. “I’m here with the pride thing?” 

The old man scoffed. “Now, girlie, don’t be silly.”

Adrian had gotten plenty of weird looks in men’s rooms before, but he had never actually had anyone say anything. But he’d spent years planning exactly what he’d say, had tons of pithy remarks and clever comments that he’d been working on for ages. But now that he was really faced with the situation, a man sneering at him, belittling him and misgendering him, Adrian didn’t feel clever or pithy. And when he opened his mouth, his voice came out in a high pitched whine, not a masculine demand. “I really gotta pee,” he pleaded. 

The man’s face broke out in a menacing smile. “You gotta go, princess?” 

Adrian’s face was burning. He pushed down on himself through his shorts with the heel of his hand, wondering if he could just go to the women’s room. A spurt of pee leaked out without his control, soaking into his shorts. “F-fuck you, just lemme use the toilet!” 

The old man grabbed Adrian by the elbow, dragging him into the bathroom stall. “Alright, princess.” He yanked Adrian’s shorts down, clicking his tongue and shaking his head at the wet spot on the crotch. “You had better go, you already had an accident in your pants.”

“What the fuck!” Adrian desperately cupped his crotch with his free hand, not wanting this weird old man to see his pussy. No one had seen his pussy at all since he had hit puberty. His chest did give him some dysphoria, but the major source for him was his bottom dysphoria. Even having to sit to pee made Adrian dysphoric, which could make him hold it for way too long. 

The old man forced Adrian to sit on the toilet. “Stop touching yourself, little girl,” he scolded, grabbing Adrian’s wrists and ripping his skinny arms away. He was standing between Adrian’s legs, preventing him from closing them. 

His overworked bladder gave way almost immediately, and Adrian couldn’t help his moan of relief. “Don’t look!” he squealed. His head felt stuffed full of cotton balls, and he couldn’t believe this was really happening. It was the most humiliating experience of his entire life. Adrian squeezed his eyes shut in shame, and the old man responded with a rough slap across his face. 

“Look at me,” the old man barked. Adrian obeyed, sniffling and looking up at the man as tears dripped down his cheeks, smearing his mascara. 

The old man grabbed Adrian’s pronoun pin, ripping it off and tossing it into the toilet bowl. Adrian let out a weak little ‘no’ of protest, but the old man didn’t care. He shoved Adrian’s top up too, yanking the trans flag pasties off roughly and dropping them into the toilet bowl too. 

“Yeah, that’s where all that faggot shit goes. Feel good pissing on your people, girlie?” 

“You’re a fucking asshole!” Adrian sobbed. His bladder was finally spent, and he struggled in the old man’s grip, trying to get up. The old man just slapped him again, this time hard enough that it left Adrian’s ears ringing. 

“You got such a sexy body, too.” The old man played with Adrian’s tits, his big, calloused hands squeezing and pinching. “Look how big your nipples are.” He twisted one of Adrian’s nipples roughly, making him whimper. “Gonna be real nice for feeding babies one day.”

The thought of being pregnant made Adrian’s skin crawl. It was his worst nightmare. He started to cry again, sobbing weakly as the man played with his tits. 

“You bawl like a fuckin toddler,” the man complained. “Now stop crying.” He yanked Adrian up by the hair, landing a solid smack on his ass. 

Adrian stumbled after the man as he was dragged, drunk, scared, and confused. A nauseating wave of realization hit him when the man pushed him over one of the sinks. “No! No no no!” he squealed, kicking out weakly. The old man spanked him again. 

“Quit whining, girly.” He undid his jeans, taking out his hard dick. Adrian saw it in the mirror, petrified by the length and girth of it. 

“No, please!” Adrian begged. “I can’t take it, I’ve never had anything down there before!” The one or two times Adrian had tried to touch himself like that, he’d barely gotten knuckle deep before feeling too dysphoric. 

“You’re a virgin, princess?” The old man rubbed the head of his cock along Adrian’s slit, making him sob. “Not for long.”

“No- ohh!” Adrian screamed as he was suddenly penetrated. The old man’s cock stretched him painfully, hit a spot inside that made him feel nauseatingly feminine. “No, no, please don’t! You can’t do this, this is rape!”

“I thought you were a man.” The old man pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in, moaning at the stretch of Adrian’s tight pussy around his cock. “Men can’t get raped.”

“Let me go!” Adrian insisted. 

To his shock, the man pulled out. “Move a fucking muscle and I’ll whoop you,” he warned severely. Despite how humiliating it was to stand like this, tits dangling below him and his legs spread, wet pussy on display, Adrian knew the old man meant it. 

The old man bent down, grabbing something off the grimy bathroom floor. Adrian’s wet shorts. The old man took Adrian’s phone out of his back pocket, taking his ID out of the card slot on the back of his phone case. 

“Jessica,” the man read out loud. “What a pretty name.”

“That’s not my name,” Adrian blurted. The stranger knowing his deadname felt somehow just as violating as having his dick inside him. 

The old man sneered at him. “What is your name, then?”

“Adr-” But he didn’t get to finish, because the old man was shoving the tiny shorts into Adrian’s mouth, forcing him to taste his own piss. The old man took a roll of tape from his tool belt, securing a strip over Adrian’s mouth to keep the shorts in place. 

“That’s better. Little girls should be seen and not heard, Jessica.” The man stepped behind him again, grabbing Adrian’s arms and forcing his wrists together behind his back. He taped those in place too before grabbing his dick again, giving it a couple pumps. “Yeah, much better.” He pushed back in, grabbing Adrian’s tits as he did. “Watch yourself get fucked. You look away, I’ll take your ass virginity too, whore.”

Adrian didn’t dare disobey. He watched himself through teary eyes as the man used his cunt. His tits bounced eagerly with each thrust, and his mascara ran streaks down his face to the duct tape. And against all odds, Adrian found himself starting to like it. He felt scared and ashamed, but with every thrust, the old man brushed his never-touched g spot, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. Adrian had never been able to cum on his own, no matter how much he abused his clit trying to jerk off like a boy. 

The point of no return came when Jessica did, bearing down on the old man’s dick with a slutty, feminine moan into her gag. The orgasm was so intense, making her collapse against the sink as she squirted over her rapist’s cock and down her thighs. The old man didn’t stop going, fucking the mewling, overstimulated fakeboy until he came deep inside her. “That oughta do it. That’s what all girls like you need, a good hard dicking to get knocked up.” He smacked her ass again. “Now get the fuck out. This bathroom is for men only.” 

Jessica was shoved out of the bathroom, naked except her sneakers and a torn fishnet top, gagged with her arms bound behind her. The old man’s cum leaked out of her as the poor fakeboy stumbled back towards the parade for help. Jessica looked down at her nipples poking through the fishnet top, remembering the old man’s words. Her tits really were going to be good for feeding babies.