Look I Touched Grass... Look... See? I'm Normal Now Right?

Let me decide what you will wear tonight. Let me decide where we will go. Let me decide how high you will wear your skirt. Let me decide what you will say to the bartender. Let me decide how many drinks you will have. Let me decide your limits. Let me decide to make out with you in public. Let me decide your own desires. Let me decide when its time to climb into my bed. Let me decide how you want to be touched. Let me decide the person you should be.

Trans girl musk is honestly so fucking amazing. Laying in bed between her legs, her relaxing on her phone while a huge, hard girlcock towers above you, achingly full balls right at your lips, and that intoxicating smell that hazes your head, makes it sooo hard to do anything but submit. The best part is, once she's done using your throat like a cheap fleshlight, you can just collapse right there, smell still flooding your mind with every breath, reminding it who it belongs to <3

The real tragedy of Chimera Fallin is that her mouth is so tiny but her body is huge so she’s unable to smoke enough weed to get high unless she’s hitting that bong every minute. Like if you cry every time

Idea for a hdg fic:

Soren is one of the last feralists on the run, able to escape thanks to cybernetic enhancements. Just before the Accord fully collapsed, they designed these cybernetics that would allow humans to match the speed of the Affini.

These cybernetics went on all four limbs, and were shaped like a cats legs. Soren liked wearing them even when he wasn’t running, for no particular reason! Cybernetics are cool, that’s all!

But of course, the Affini (perhaps encouraged by the animalistic chase) catch up, and Soren learns that these cybernetics aren’t just gonna be temporary. ;3

Anyone have a spare girl robot suit I can transfer my consciousness into? I grow weary of my flesh

I don’t mind the risk of getting hacked and my mind being rewritten for the sake of being a good girl or anything, I just want out of my meat prison

Being trans and working in an office is funny sometimes

The very idea of you leaving—it’s laughable. Perhaps I’d let you run, allow you to believe, for a brief and foolish moment, that freedom is within reach. And then, at the cusp of your escape, I’d catch you once more. Oh, how sweet it would be, watching hope drain from your eyes, feeling the weight of your defiance crumble in my hands as I pull you back into my embrace.

magical girl whose nemesis is a cute witch who has a huge crush on her and learns that magical girl costumes are actually stored in a magic vault and breaks in and replaces the magical girl's outfit with nothing but a collar and leash so that the next time the magical girl fights her she accidentally transforms to be completely nude except for the collar and turns out the magical girl was trans and she uses her witch magic to give her magical bottom surgery and then the witch helps the magical girl explore her new hole and then they start making out and they're girlfriends now

Sweets and treats are all the nutrients a princess needs

happy werewolf transgenderism wednesday