maybe you come over to hang out right and maybe you ask if i wanna smoke and i say totally so i smoke a bowl and maybe you ask me if that's really all i can take you tease me about it and maybe you try to push me to smoke a bit more and i easily bend to your insistance so i do i smoke more and more at your request until you can see it rly hit me. then maybe you ask how i feel and when i can't respond you ask me if i smoked too much and i just nod my head so you grab my jaw n look at me n say "good."
i have a cis lesbian friend who my friend group jokes is a chaser because she is just so often predictably infatuated by clocky broads, husky-voiced mamacitas femboys who will explain her speedrun tech etc etc but really chaser isn’t the right word because it’s not like she’s going looking for trans girls specifically or anything, she just correctly recognises that most of the beauty of this world is contained in transfeminine culture & bodies & community
I agree that making out with someone who's way older than you is hot, but what about instead of just one older woman, what if it was a t4t couple who show you how much they adore you by making you feel good and taking advantage of you while you're high. What then?
Hey if anyone wants ta be super cool an help us afford weed that would be so incredibly cool we wanna be able ta eat an exist in a way that makes sense ta us. Not gonna put an amount needed here because we need any amount, literally any amount helps, not gonna go inta our ED or mental illnesses, but just know that weed is basically the only reason we are alive today. Anyways we sell content an would love ta give ya content in return fer any assistance whatsoever please just let us know so we can give ya some o our content in return.
daydreaming about inviting a butch over, under the pretense that i have all this good flower going to waste bc i don’t smoke anymore, but would they be willing to help me out and take some off my hands? i’ll let them try it first, to make sure they like the strain. then pull them into conversation so they keep talking and smoking and talking and smoking, offering to roll them another joint/pack another bowl for them, and when they say they’re kinda thirsty instead of offering water i’m like oh i have some soju in my fridge, wanna try it? and because they’re thirsty and it’s so sweet and cold and refreshing they drink it way too fast. only then do i offer them water. and more soju, of course. they decide they really like the strain so i tell them to go ahead and smoke some more. and pretty soon they’re too crossed to stand, laughing and apologizing, because fuck, they didn’t mean to get so fucked up. i rub their thigh reassuringly, smiling as i tell them in a soft, mesmerizing voice, it’s okay, i don’t mind. poor thing, no wonder they got so wasted, they were no match for my sweet encouragement, combined with the swish of my hips and the way my tits fill my shirt. it’s hard to resist a femme in her element as hostess.
maybe they dimly grasp the truth of the situation, when i raise the bottle to their lips and order, finish it. but their brain is too foggy to give it much weight, and besides, they like the way my hand feels holding their jaw. by the time i set the empty bottle down and press my mouth to theirs, to drink in their sweet, hazy, boozy breath, any thought in their head has dissolved completely.
i pull back, coo in mock sympathy at their dizzy, dazed expression. i slide a hand up the back of their neck. savor the heat pouring off their skin. i tangle my fingers in their hair, scratch their scalp, making their eyes roll back and their mouth fall open. i giggle, teasing them, what, does it feel good? and all they can do is nod in response. i hum in appreciation as i playfully walk my fingers down their stomach until i reach their bulge- they knew what they were doing, coming over to my place packing- and i laugh when they moan, so loud and uninhibited, so needy, melting under my touch.
awww, sweetheart, i murmur in their ear. just relax, i’ll take care of you.
huh i wonder why the transfemme babyfur wouldnt trust someone who talks about killing degenerate pedos every ten minutes. probably worth adding to my kill list, i should remember to dig through their dirty laundry later
a lesbian life tip is that complimenting a girl on the shape of her hands is a way to appear relatively normal or maybe slightly odd and painterly to everyone else in the room while still indicating to her directly that you are deliriously slobberingly verge-of-blacking-out horny
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