Forcemasc can be extremely humiliating and degrading! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. How humbling is it that you now live to serve a beautiful woman because she strapped you to a table and smeared t-gel onto you repeatedly.
She has to put gloves on her pretty hands, of course, can't let herself be corrupted how she's corrupting you. You hear the snap of rubber and then watch as she squeezes a big glob out of the tube, a glint in her eye as she glances from you to the shiny gel on her fingertips.
Perhaps she's a mad scientist, a cerebral woman with the sole intent of crafting a man out of you for whatever reason, perhaps she sees your potential.
Your thoughts drain out of your head all at once as the cold shock of gel glides against your skin, rubbing into your increasingly taut muscles and all over your body, and you can do nothing but writhe in your restraints as she describes in great detail her plan to make you into her perfect husband.
It's your position to be beneath her, as she sculpts you into her willing servant; here to carry big heavy things and go to work for her, pay her bills, give her money to buy Sephora and Coach and to get her perfect nails done, fuck her on demand when she wants it.
She'll take care to make you appear presentable. Of course, you will be distinctly masculine beside her, but none of that nonsense about smelling awful or being greasy in a wife beater because some simpleton thinks it's manly.
You might think, you're just a guy, you don't need much. Don't worry your big stupid head about any of it. She will arrange your wardrobes; suits and ties and nice shoes and cologne.
Can't have her arm candy looking slobbish! No, you will be her Dapper Dan as she wishes. You'll have all the time in the world to be absolutely filthy with her in the sheets, after all.
She touches your growing tdick with her gloved hands, bringing you back down to the moment once again when she gives it a few quick strokes and laughs at your responses, twisting and jerking at the sensation.
You're so sensitive now!
At last, she decides that you are ready. You look down at your newly grown tdick, hairs sprouting in rough stubble across your face, a happy trail, and hairy thighs that would take forever if you wanted to shave, the hairs inevitably sprouting right back.
You realize how permanent this is, what she has done to you, and all at once it makes you insanely horny. You want to pin her down and fuck her, the woman who did this to you.
She happily welcomes it, orders it even, but swats your sweaty hands away from her until she's led you to her bedroom. Stupid boy, show some restraint.
You get to the room and she strips, and she is so beautiful, such a contrast to you now, to how you always had been, on the inside. She is graceful and feminine and smooth as she walks, you feel so clunky and awkward, but she looks at you with admiration in her eyes at her work.
It's all it takes for you to top her and fuck her into her queen-size four-poster bed until you're both coming, over and over, you can't help but repeat your thrusting into her over and over, because she made you this way, because you've always been just a dumb man toy that exists to satisfy her pleasure.
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I want to be on my knees for a pretty girl and for her to jerk off in front of my face and every time I open my mouth to lick she slaps my face and calls me a stupid perverted slut. The only way I’m allowed to get off is if I rub my pathetic cock on her boots. I obey because I’m so desperate for any kind of touch so i grind my tdick onto the top of her boot as she jerks off to the sight of my disgustingly desperate attempt to get off. She occasionally puts her cock to my lips and taunts me, telling me that I’m not worthy of her cock and I’m only good for making a fool out of myself. I’m at the point of tears because I’m so so close and I start rutting into her boot more and moaning against her leg and I can tell that she’s also getting close too. Just as I cum all shaky and sweaty she grabs my hair and pulls it back and tells me to stick my tongue out so she can cum on my face. almost none of it lands in my mouth and she chuckles a little at the mess she’s made on me. She pulls out her phone and takes a quick picture of my cum covered, stupid, dazed expression so she can jerk off to it later
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i can already see how this will pan out. mk and harold win, mk vs harold. b and zee win, b vs zee. harold and b obliterate the kids. but who is the transest, baddest bitch? only time will tell
( this is me telling you to vote mk, harold, b and zee right now :3 )
Vote here!
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I can't wait to be fully transitioned and stealth. I wanna be sitting shirtless post-top surgery, hairy-chested with a beer gut while drinking an IPA while watching my children play in the summer sun. I wanna go to Chuck-e-cheese with my future family and have people never know as they look at us, only thinking about how I'm balding.
Does anyone else feel this?
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