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fungus affini that doesn't do traditional implantation; instead, she just puffs out some of her spores into her floret-to-be's body, and they infest them and gradually grow into an implant over time. the extra fun part about this is that unlike with traditional implantation, there's no "go to sleep an independent, wake up a floret" type of thing; instead, the sophont can feel it growing in over time, gradually starting to exert more and more control over them, filling their mind with thoughts that feel alien at first, but become harder and harder to tell apart from their own with time. they can resist it at first, but eventually it grows into the parts of their brain that control their reward releases, and starts triggering reward chemicals any time they go along with the thoughts, as well as any time they're around their mistress-to-be; subtly conditioning them to love and obey her, and eventually overcoming any possible resistance

in the end, they always end up giving in long before the implant has finished growing

“oh you liked that?” sir you choked me so hard i saw stars. tf. ofc i did

No puppy, you can go back to sleep. You don't need to be awake for me to use your body and breed you, do you?~

Mmmh... There we go, right back to sleep. I hope you're ready to wake up with at least 3 litters in your pretty little hole~

Oh to be a switch with a traditionally small subby body, only to be used perfectly as a dom... Big pleading doe eyes, filled with hunger and malice as they look their sub up and down, for the first place to sink their teeth Soft supple skin, perfect to gently coo or dote on their sub, and perform aftercare Lips and tongue so skilled, they can make their subs mouth submit without any more then a kiss, and a wet plop A small slender body so flexible and spry, able to reach every nook and cranny of the subs body, inside and out And once out of the bedroom, they put on the cutest oversized hoodie with a stitched in pair of cat ears, and a bright pair of thigh highs,,, no one would know just the depts. of her skills as a dom besides you, or whoever she shows you off to~

having an older sister is amazing, no one ever suspects anything if I have nightmares and need to sleep in the same bed as her, and very few people question why I lay oh so close to her... If I were to do that with a boy, I'd be bombarded with questions, but my older sister... She is just a "second mother" to me~

deprived of spoken language

so many of the transfems i know spent their time pre-transition performing a kind of lifelong exercise in self-deprivation, the goal of which was to find out exactly how little a person needed to live. they starved themselves, dressed carelessly, shunned friends, and hollowed themselves out so as not to be burdens on anyone but themselves.

i see it now, too, in the girls around me. i'll ask if they want care – a home-cooked meal, relaxed company, sex without the expectation of reciprocation – and they say no, no, thank you, i don't need it; what would you like, what do you want, because in their head they're still doing that awful calculus, still training themselves to disappear in the eyes of the people around them.

i don't think i'd have died without transition – not in the conventional sense, at least – but to take that leap, i had to stop thinking of myself as a human experiment in fuel-efficient living and start nurturing the anemic, atrophied flame of desire in my heart. i had to learn to eat well, to exercise, to style myself beautiful, but harder than that, i had to learn to ask the people around me to work on my behalf in order to enrich my life and give me the things i wanted.

and i did it; i learned. and it was agony, but courage is a muscle you can train, and every day i get better at accepting gifts with the hungry gratitude i never learned in my years and years as a sad, scared, lonely boy.

so be patient with the trans girls in your life. better than that: be proactive, attentive, generous; be forceful, if you have to, and learn to distinguish real discomfort from the terrified reflex of self-denial that so many of us once learned to rely on.

and if you are so lucky as to love a trans girl, you must insist upon her. you must insist upon her happiness, her comfort, her pleasure, and her rest, because she may still not yet know how to make those demands for herself. if you can devote any amount of energy to becoming an engine that nurtures the flame of even a single tgirl then there is a place for you in trans heaven, which as far as i'm concerned is the only one worth going to

Just wana punch someone hard in the gut, then drink their bile.

I'm sorry to hear about your headache, kitten. Here, take a couple of these to feel better.

you're feeling a little funny? Here, take a couple of these. They'll help. No, they're not the same thing. A lot of medicine looks alike.

you're having trouble focusing? Here, take these, it'll help. Shh. Stop talking. Just take them, kitten.

kitten. Hello? kitten. kitten!! Hey, open up. Swallow these. Good girl. In fact, take a couple more. That's My good little pet. Do as you're told.

kitten? kitten are you there? Perfect. That drool will help a lot. Open your mouth. Keep it open. OPEN. Good girl. Don't move. Don't gag. you can cry though. That would be a nice touch. Good girl. Just one more thing to swallow and then you can go to bed.

Puppy. Sit. On your fucking knees pup, we're going to start hard training today. You've been falling out of all your orders and commands, so we need to fix you.

*click!*

You hear that click puppy? It feels so good... So fucking good... Every time you hear that click it turns you on, doesn't it? Yes, it fucking does. Good puppy.

*click!*

Feels so good... You'd even do tricks just to hear that click. Yes, it feels that good. Right?

*click!*

Sit. Now. There you go, on the floor.

*click!* Good puppy.

Speak! Again!

*click!* Suuuch a good puppy!~

Present!~

*click click!* Finally, you're obedient again. Good puppy!~