#transland

[haveyoureadthistransbook]

Transland: Consent, Kink and Pleasure by Mx. Sly

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Transland is a fiery and revealing memoir that explores what happens when a non-binary person goes looking for self-worth and a sense of belonging in fetish subculture, only to find that fetish communities come with just as many problematic rules, expectations, and hierarchies as mainstream ones. Moving from wide-eyed optimism that the fetish community is the promised land to realizing the ways fetish communities—even queer ones—reinforce the commodification of bodies, Mx. Sly examines how BDSM helped them understand and articulate their gender, how kink helped them turn shameful experiences into liberating ones, and how they became disillusioned with the BDSM scene—without rejecting the lessons fetish taught them.  The stories in Transland explore PTSD, intergenerational trauma, memory, consent, gender transition and diversity, queer relationships and subculture, and a lot of bondage. An odyssey of kinky hookups (including a charismatic Toronto femdomme, an Aussie rope bondage expert, and the queer sex tourism neighborhood of Bangkok), gender euphoria, and testing the limits of sensual experience, this memoir is a candid exploration of fetish communities and practices and a wandering quest through sensuality toward personal strength and self-reliance. Sexy, gutting, graphic, and existential, Transland is about finding oneself through intense sensations, reaching a point where being hit has diminishing returns, and coming out wiser on the other side.

Mod opinion: I haven't read this one yet, but it sounds so interesting I hope to get around to it soon!

#transland #transland consent kink and pleasure #mx sly #mx. sly #polls #trans lit #trans literature #trans books #lgbt lit #lgbt literature #lgbt books #nonbinary #memoir #own voices #non fiction #to read

[makingqueerhistory]

Transgender Books For Your Libraries

I have said this before, but right now requesting and reading queer books from your local library is important. I want to take a second to say there is a direct attack against the transgender community around the globe, and it's worth your time to request and read transgender books. So, here are some transgender books to request:

(Some links are affiliate links and the money goes to Making Queer History's research fund)

People Change, Vivek Shraya

Gender Trouble: Feminism and the Subversion of Identity, Judith Butler

The Salt Grows Heavy, Cassandra Khaw

Transland: Consent, Kink, and Pleasure, MX Sly

Freshwater, Akwaeke Emezi

Amateur: A Reckoning with Gender, Identity, and Masculinity, Thomas Page McBee

The Subtweet, Vivek Shraya

Dark and Deepest Red, A. M. McLemore

A Psalm for the Wild-Built, Becky Chambers

Fierce Femmes and Notorious Liars: A Dangerous Trans Girl's Fantabulous Memoir, Kai Cheng Thom

Dear Senthuran: A Black Spirit Memoir, Akwaeke Emezi

Dead Collections, Isaac Fellman

Disintegrate/Dissociate, Arielle Twist

Tell Me I'm Worthless, Alison Rumfitt

How to Be You: Stop Trying to Be Someone Else and Start Living Your Life, Jeffrey Marsh

A Lady for a Duke, Alexis Hall

Tomorrow Will Be Different: Love, Loss, and the Fight for Trans Equality, Sarah McBride

The Perks of Loving a Wallflower, Erica Ridley

I Hope We Choose Love: A Trans Girl's Notes from the End of the World, Kai Cheng Thom

We See Each Other: A Black, Trans Journey Through TV and Film, Tre'vell Anderson

Beyond the Gender Binary, Alok Vaid-Menon

#queer history #queer books #libraries #lgbt books #transgender books #trans books

[nillinlore]

Sex and Body Positive Trans and Nonbinary Non-Fiction Books

Buy books from trans, nonbinary, and gender nonconforming authors! Here's a list of some non-fiction that I've really enjoyed. This is NOT extensive, it is just scratching the surface of what's out there.

Be sure to follow me for updates on my own books and a regular dose of non-binary gender euphoria! [18+ Only, I'm a sex blogger and pleasure informed queer sexuality writer.] NOTE: All links are to Amazon CA. Most of these are available at other retailers though, so, if it looks interesting please be sure to look it up at your preferred place to buy books!

Ashley, Florence. Gender/Fucking: The Pleasures and Politics of Living in a Gendered Body. CLASH Books, 2024.

Coyote, Ivan. Rebent Sinner. Arsenal Pulp Press, 2022.

Dale, Laura Kate, Ed. Gender Euphoria: Stories of Joy from Trans, Non-Binary and Intersex Writers. Unbound, 2022.

Grimm, Bruce Owens, Miguel M. Morales and Tiff Joshua TJ Ferentini, editors. Fat & Queer: An Anthology of Queer and Trans Bodies and Lives. Jessica Kingsley Publishers, 2021.

Kobabe, Maia. Gender Queer: A Memoir. Oni Press, 2019.

Lore, Nillin. How Do I Sexy? A Guide for Trans and Nonbinary Queers. Thornapple Press, 2024.

Lorenz, Theo. The Trans Self-Care Workbook: A Coloring Book and Journal for Trans and Non-Binary People. Jessica Kingsley Publishers, 2020.

Mx. Sly. Transland: Consent, Kink, and Pleasure. Arsenal Pulp Press, 2023.

Oaks-Monger, Tash. All the Things They Said We Couldn't Have: Stories of Trans Joy. Jessica Kinglsey Publishers, 2023.

Raines, Jamie. The T in LGBT: Everything You Need to Know About Being Trans. Vermilion, 2024.

Silver, Orlando. I Write the Body: Queer & Trans Kink, Desire, and Defiance. Kith Books & silvertongue PUBLISHING, 2023.

Sparks, Kelvin. Trans Sex: A Guide for Adults. Jessica Kingsley Publishers, 2022.

Tobia, Jacob. Sissy: A Coming-of-Gender Story. G. P. Putnam’s Sons, 2019.

Vaid-Menon, Alok. Beyond the Gender Binary. Pocket CHANGE Collective, 2020.

Violet, Mia. Yes, You Are Trans Enough: My Transition from Self-Loathing to Self-Love. Jessica Kingsley Publishers, 2019.

#trans #transgender #non binary #nonbinary #queer #lgbtq #gender nonconforming #genderqueer #genderfluid #lgbtq books #trans books #trans author #nonbinary writer #nonbinary author #nonbinary books #queer books #sex positive #body positive

[ayeforscotland]

Hey guys, did you know our patron saint is trans? Yeah, she told me herself. Yeah, it's St. Georgia. Yeah, the dragon was a metaphor for transphobia. Yeah, I know, it's wild, innit? (Aka, I saw the fuss people were making over the bi-flag in the cross - which isn't even meant to be the bi-flag, Nike was doing a throwback to the old kit appearantly - and decided to create Transland <:D We're going to inaugrate this country by launching JK Rowling into a volcano!)

Nice work! Also I care about you so going to advise that if you want to remain sane and not have thousands of the worst people in the world targeting you that you don’t put that on twitter.

[theonlymanintheskyisme]

purely blaming @blindmagdalena directly for this one.

small smutty smut smut. sub!translander with mirrorlander. minor warning about body issues.

can't get enough of translander still. maybe i should write some blood sex with him

you look so pretty like this.

A desperate nod. A whimper. He didn’t see it, couldn’t, but fuck, he didn’t care right now. On his knees in front of a mirror, a bright blue, hard plastic cock deep in his cunt. Would-be cock erect, aching between his fingers, throbbing desperately as it demanded release. 

He’d dribbled onto the floor. Could see the strands of arousal thick, seeping out of him as he’d worked himself into a frenzy at his own words. 

And himself. In the mirror. Stood proud, tall, the one who took care of him, the man he should be. Thick, erect cock in his hand, just as soaked from pre-come. 

‘I need to. Please…’

Begging himself.

say it.

A whine. Long. Desperate. Refusal as he brought himself down on the plastic once more, bulbous head inside hitting that sweet spot so beautifully. 

taste me.

Hesitation, for a brief second, and he was bringing himself up, one hand resting against the side of the mirror for leverage as he brought his face to where that cock reflected in the mirror. Tongue pressing against the glass, looking up at his other self, the one who felt the heat of that tongue on his desperate head. 

Dragging his tongue down the glass, imagining he was dragging it down the sensitive hot skin. He’d suck his own fucking cock so hard. He’d take it down his throat. Tease him as he so loved teasing him.

Pulling back to slam down onto the plastic. Back up, watching as he went to town on the glass. On his reflection. Repeating. Aching.

Aching.

you can come for me. god, fuck, come for me. let go. give in, fucking come for me.

Didn’t need telling twice. As he saw his reflection lose control, he slammed down once more. Fingers stroking himself, skin sliding over his engorged clit head, coming hard. Everything clenching, groaning, milking that fake cock for all it was worth. 

Spent, looking up at himself. So pleased. So happy.

So proud.

you truly are the greatest fucking superhero.

#homelander #homelander smut

[sehtoast]

Vulnerability (trans!Homelander x trans OC Smut)

18+

Word Count: 2.7k

Summary: trans!Homelander's first time being on the receiving end of the strap-on. Ben is all too happy to take care of him. (Part 3 of the Kindred translander series [no plot])

Warnings: Vaginal sex, pegging, oral sex, Homie's first time ever bottoming

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He couldn't believe what he had agreed to. Well, more like what he'd asked for.

Never in a million years did he think he'd let someone do this to him.

For him.

But Homelander trusted him. More than anyone in the world, he trusted his Benjamin to take care of him.

To respect him.

"H-hah!"

To never tell a soul.

He felt a pit of nerves form in the depth of his gut when Ben pulled the dildo from his nightstand drawer. Thick and long. Something he'd used on the wall crawler himself, but never imagined he'd be on the receiving end of.

He gulped, eyes widening.

Ben must have seen, because he stopped assembling it into the harness.

"We don't have to if you're not-"

"No," Homelander blurted out, breaths unsteady with excitement and fear. "No, I just– I've never… done this."

That was the truth. He'd never really put anything inside himself– well, never anything more than fingers from himself or Benjamin.

Today, somehow, was different. Every molecule in his body ached for his little spider in a way that reached far beyond his normal need. He'd let his mind linger too long on the idea, gaze fixed on Ben, and suddenly he found himself clenching with desire. Walls quivering, thoughts of what it would feel like to do more.

What it would feel like to be filled.

It was the hardest ask to have ever slipped from his lips.

But the web-head simply smiled at Homelander from where he'd pinned him, love in his eyes and kindness on his lips as he gazed up.

I'd love to, murmured so earnestly. Without mockery or malice. No glint in his eye to signal an idea for opportunity.

He watched with anticipation as Ben took on the role that had belonged strictly to him in all times past. Slotting the dildo into place, checking that it was secure.

Ben didn't dive in straight away, much to Homelander's relief. Hands brushed against his inner thighs, soothing the tiny shakes he was hopeful would go unnoticed.

It was like he was a virgin all over again.

It was humiliating.

"Breathe, Johnny." Ben leaned down to murmur in his ear. He trailed the tip of his nose along Homelander’s hairline, pressing a kiss to his temple. "We can stop at any time, okay? No expectations, no obligations. Just what feels good."

Benjamin knew what this meant for Homelander. Relinquishing control was never his strong suit, nor was confronting the reality of his… anatomy. Of course, it came as a massive surprise to be asked to reverse their roles, but it only spoke volumes of the trust and love between them.

That Homelander would even consider vulnerability with him to be safe meant the absolute world to Ben.

He started by shimmying down between Homelander's legs, dragging his tongue from hole to clit, circling the erect flesh in flat figure eights. His hands remained at John's thighs, fingernails gliding over his skin, leaving behind goosebumps.

Homelander pressed a fist to his mouth, teeth biting into his knuckles as he resisted the urge to squirm. The anticipation somehow made him infinitely more sensitive. The promise of what was to come loomed over him– yet he was unsure if it was in the form of darkness or light.

Pleasure or disgust.

He keened when Ben's fingers sank inside, filling the space of his body that'd been begging for anything all day. The wet sounds of Benjamin sucking his clit clouded his mind, and his hips moved to chase the sensation. His free hand tangled in Ben’s unruly hair.

Ben smirked against the bud caged between his lips, always pleased with the way John couldn't help but be so reactive. It'd taken a long time to get here, too. For Homelander to shed his shame and be vocal and wanting without fear of being humiliated.

The strongest man in the world was allowed to let go.

He slipped a third finger inside, John's wetness squelching as he stretched him. He curled his digits, fucking them in and out, tongue unrelenting against the head of Homelander's clit. Ben knew it was coming– that John was coming– so he increased the pace. Moaned against his bud, fingerfucked him faster, eyes open to watch as his love crested higher and higher.

"F-Fuck! Ben, I – oh god!"

His walls spasmed, clenching tight in that beautiful rhythm that signaled his undoing. Homelander bit harder against his knuckles, drawing blood, moaning freely. Hips writhing, chest heaving. Mind in a haze– and fuck, Ben hadn’t even done more than go down on him.

His little spider kissed the curve of his mound, fingers still buried inside. Homelander peered down to find Ben smiling, eyes sparkling.

“Good?”

He only nodded, leaning his head back on the pillow. The heat in his core was simmering once more from the simple knowledge that Benjamin was still knuckle deep in his cunt.

Fuck, why was he so sensitive today?

Ben’s fingers began to thrust slowly once more, giving him a tease as he crawled up to press a kiss to his lips.

He needed more.

Homelander pulled the web-head closer, groaning audibly when their tongues met and he could fucking taste himself. He angled his hips to thrust against Ben’s fingers, meeting his motions head on.

“Oh god…” He whimpered against his lover’s lips.

Ben angled his wrist to press the heel of his hand against John’s cunt, and was rewarded with a soft moan.

Fuck, if this kept on, Homelander would be coming for a second time before Ben even put the tip in.

“Tell me how bad you want this…” Ben murmured in his ear, tongue tracing along the outer ridge of it, sending a shiver right down Homelander’s spine.

Suddenly, the fingers rocking into his core stopped, and John let out a pitiful cry.

“So fucking bad!” He whined, hips thrusting up to beg for more. “I want you so bad, fuck– fuck, Ben…”

Benjamin’s digits slid out, smearing his slick up to his clit, pressing and circling all at once.

John’s hands scrambled, one wrapping around Ben’s midsection, the other gripping his shoulder as he was pushed right to the precipice of another orgasm. The bundle of heat in his core was so unbelievably tight, ready to burst at any moment. It left his eyes flickering red.

Ben pulled out from his grip, fingers slowing at his bud.

“Gonna put it in now, okay?”

Homelander nodded desperately, breaths coming out in short, tight exhales as he teetered right on the brink. What was he even worried about, again?

He’d since clenched his eyes shut, but he could hear the sound of Ben spitting, then those fingers gliding through his folds to gather some of his wetness.

Benjamin pressed his slicked cock to the head of John’s engorged clit, rolling his hips to slide the silicone back and forth. The noises that spilled from his lover were both erotic and endearing, and he decided to have mercy and press the tip to his hole.

“Look at me, Johnny.” He cooed, circling Homelander’s soaked opening.

John dared to blink his eyes open, to look his love in the eye. When the head breached him, he threw his head back in a strangled cry.

The first cock he’d ever taken, and it was that thick just at the head. He felt his clit throb and twitch in response, hips moving without thought to help it sink deeper.

”Fuck, fuck, fu–” he hissed, sounds suddenly stifled by Ben’s soft lips against his. “Mmph!”

The pressure in his core was– fuck, it was beyond anything he’d ever felt in his life. He felt so fucking full, he could hardly stand it. He was aware of every single time Ben drew out even the slightest bit to push back in, to press further on each little thrust until he was halfway inside.

God above, John wanted to scream.

Just ram it in, you can’t fucking hurt me! Is what his mind howled, but only gasps and moans fell from his lips.

“That’s it, baby.” Ben encouraged. “Taking me so good…”

The praise danced through his mind, making him clench around Ben’s cock in response– and he swore he felt his arousal gush. He could’ve fucking come then and there with how tight it felt– how goddamn good it was. Fuck… Could he even stop himself?

His legs snaked around Ben’s waist, pulling him the rest of the way inside without care for going slow. His clit throbbed agonizingly.

Close, fuck, fuck so close!

He’d been holding his breath to stifle his sounds– to stave off his release– but he failed.

He fucking failed.

The pressure, the slide of the toy against the head of his his clit, the stretch of his walls– there was simply no stopping the orgasm that shot right to his head, tingled through his limbs, burned in his eyes. No stopping the cacophony of moans that choked through the tightness of his throat, nothing to calm his erratic breaths.

“Are you okay?”

All he had to give was a nod. His hands scrambled to grab Benjamin anywhere. His arm, around his neck, fingernails digging harshly into his back. Any part of his lover that could remind him he hadn’t floated off the face of the planet.

“Shh,” shushed that comforting tone. “Mind your claws, tiger.”

His hand was guided away from Ben’s back, and he wanted to acknowledge the trapped apology in his throat– almost positive he’d drawn blood, but suddenly the fullness inside of him was moving and he had nothing but stars in his mind.

Ben pulled out halfway before pushing back slowly, eyes on John the entire time to gauge his reaction. It seemed he had nothing but enjoyment, if his gaping mouth and the red glow behind his eyelids meant anything.

“That’s it,” Ben murmured, pace increasing. He rose to sit upright, to be able to look down and see all of his love’s little reactions, to be able to watch the girth of the toy disappear into John’s cunt.

Each stroke left the shaft glistening.

Benjamin splayed John’s thighs wide, stroking his palms up and down the insides of them as he thrust languidly, enjoying every little twitch of his lover’s face as he did. He took a special satisfaction in the way he’d gotten Homelander so soaked even his inner thighs were wet. The web-head let his hand travel to Homelander’s core, to thumb circles at his clit, biting his lip at the way John cried out.

“Ben!”

It was music to his ears and art to his eyes to watch Homelander writhing and whimpering his name. He gave two more swirls with his thumb before gripping John’s calves to push him to a new position, pressing his thighs flush to his chest. Ben leaned down to cage him in, and the new angle gave him the perfect advantage to fuck harder.

The slap of the toy’s balls against John’s soaked skin echoed in the room as Ben thrust sharp and deep, each time nudging the depths of Homelander’s core, leaving him on the brink of a sob. The angle had the toy sliding against the head of his clit on each pass, and he had no choice but to throw his head back as the pressure in his core coiled infinitely tighter.

The only word to come from his mouth with any semblance of coherency was his little spider’s name, but it was short lived when Ben decided to muffle him with a kiss. He wished he could tell Ben how fucking dangerous it was to be sticking his tongue in his mouth when he was so close to finishing. He fought it off as best as he could manage.

Ben’s thrusts turned shallow, and he moved away to look at Homelander.

He had drool streaking down his chin. His lips were kiss bitten and slightly swollen. Eyes dazed and glowing a dim red.

A surge of pride coursed through Ben’s veins at the realization this was his doing. And yet, he could tell John was still fighting to keep from finishing. Perhaps it was that nagging insecurity of his at how easily he could finish sometimes that gripped him. Regardless, that simply would not do.

“Johnny,” Benjamin whispered, a hand at his cheek to direct his gaze. “Be a good boy and come for me…” He gave a pointed thrust, and smirked when Homelander threw his head back mid nod.

Ben set a languid pace, rolling his hips to fuck Homelander deep, bottoming out on each thrust. He leaned back again, one hand still holding John’s leg flush to his chest. He secured Homelander's other leg with a spray of webbing, then let his free hand snake down to toy with John's clit. It took no more than a single swipe of his thumb to have John howling.

A burst of red shot from Homelander’s eyes, adding to the ever growing mural of scorch marks on the bedroom ceiling. He babbled and whined, whimpered and moaned as his body was overtaken entirely by bliss. Ben’s finger at his clit never stopped, nor did his thrusting, and John was almost sure he’d black out if not for the fact he couldn’t.

Each throbbing clench of his cunt around the girth of Ben’s cock left him feeling as though he could burst from being so full.

His body felt cold and hot all at once.

He hadn’t even realized he’d floated a few inches off the bed until he’d regained his coherency. Ben had anchored them by gripping and, consequently, ripping the bed sheets with his sticky fingerpads. Instead of chastising him, though, Benjamin only giggled and kissed him.

They laid there for quite some time, and Ben eventually tore the webs that held Homelander’s leg to his chest, allowing him to lay comfortably. The web-head didn’t entertain pulling out until John seemed to have fully come back to earth.

“You did so well, pumpkin.” Ben whispered as he ran his fingers through Homelander’s hair. His own arousal pulsated deep in his core, but he could– and would– wait for John. “Proud of you.”

Homelander’s reply came as a weak moan of appreciation.

“D’you want me to clean you up?”

A silent nod.

Ben pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“Towel or tongue?”

“S’always tongue. You know this.” Homelander scoffed a laugh, smiling when he heard Ben chuckle in return.

“Ah,” Ben hummed as he made to move down. “Silly me…”

Benjamin pulled out slowly, giving Homelander time to adjust before letting the tip slip free. He practically dove in, tongue at John’s rim to collect what leaked from his cunt. He let his tongue press and wiggle the slightest bit, lips curling despite his open mouth when Homelander hissed above. He laved over the tight ring of muscle before dragging his tongue up, gathering every bit of his lover’s release that he could find.

He dipped his tongue inside John’s pussy, pushing his wet muscle in with ease to lap up whatever sweetness he could reach. When he was convinced he'd gotten all he could, Ben's tongue slipped free, swiping along the glistening skin of John’s folds. He kissed each one before moving to his clit.

Homelander gave a weak cry at the sensation, wholly overstimulated at his softening nub. He reached down to grab Ben’s hair to direct him elsewhere, but was pleasantly surprised to find his love bug already traveling back up to kiss him.

“You know I’m gonna have to fuck you till you can’t walk, right?” Homelander asked breathlessly when they parted. He let a hand wander to Ben’s back, fingers brushing against where he did, in fact, scratch Ben bloody. “I…” He trailed off, digging the words out by force. “Thank you… for everything.”

Benjamin simply smiled at him before kissing the tip of his nose, uttering that which he always longs tear hear

“I love you.”

For the first time in his life, Homelander found he had no problem reciprocating those words.

#homelander smut #homelander fanfiction #homelander #homelander x oc #trans!homelander #the benlander agenda #antony starr #the boys

[vanshoundd]

Anyone wanna donate idea of fav position for translander art? 🥹

#butchlander #any position any kink will do

[firstweeklastweek]

i am in the car anf i saw a truck that said transland on the side of it and i teied to take a picture of it byt i missed it.

[pixelaart]

Transland WordPress Theme + Installation Service + License

[bootstraptema]

(со страницы Transland / Портфолио / Шаблоны Bootstrap | BootstrapТема)

[bigbeautifulcartoonpeople]

Please

Please take me to TransLand

#afab trans #trans #transland #transgender #transmasc #transfeminine #non binary pronouns #nonbinary pronouns #non binary #nonbinary #pre t ftm #ftm #mtf #pre e mtf #amab trans #intersex #big rig #bigrig

[maidenariana]

Okay you all.. I kind of had abandoned my blog on tumblr after it seemed like tumblr was dying off.. but it is still here and so are a lot of good people. So, I have 6 months worth of Instagram and website blog posts to catch up on posting here to tumblr! I will be posting 5 to 10 a day to catch up! Sorry for taking over your feed for a bit! -Ariana

As always, follow my Instagram if you want to stay the most up to date on my activities :)

Originally posted to instagram 04/28/2019

I think the cats outta the bag as to who my amazing host is in LA. @mikaelaville just posted so now I know all of #transland knows where I am. She and I are having a blast out here and I am so happy to get to spend time face to face with the and Mika! posted on Instagram - http://bit.ly/2ILm6VL

#transland #adorkablewonder #founderofthetransvengers #girlslikeus #transvengers #wishyouwerehere #pinkpeekaboohighlights #blondehair #twitchaffiliate #crossover #crossoverevent #crossoverepisode #gender transition #transgender #Transwoman #transgender woman #post op and no regrets #decade of ari #Ariana's Transition Pics

[makingqueerhistory]

Hello! I was wondering if you have any recommended reading for kink/fetishes (histories of, queer intersections, discussions of safe sane and consensual, etc) or generally kink positive books/media?

Yes, I do!

Transland: Consent, Kink, and Pleasure

MX Sly

Melissa Febos

(Affiliate link above)

#queer #lgbt #answered

[screamingbaguettes]

Just saw a truck that said "transland" and I think I found my home

#Trans #transgender #Ftm #Lgbt #Lgbtq+ #Transland

[coderque]

Transland

Is easy to understand why certain regions of this country get abandoned during long periods of time but its even easier to imagine why its habitants are a nomad population. Transland is situated on one of the southernmost areas of the Vasmwe territory. The peculiarity is in its climate conditions, like no other region Transland has weather seasons that happen at the same time but in different defined areas within the territory. These seasons keep hopping to the next area in a consecutive fashion, forcing Tranlanders to move away from Hio and Tjo, two of the most extreme ones. Translanders have improved their way of living in the rest of the seasons that sit in between these two extremes ones. Hio’s temperatures are extremely low, freezing all possible forms of life, making practically impossible to harvest nor farm. On the flip side, Tjo‘s weather conditions are ridiculously dry paired with very hot wind streams making it very difficult to deal with on a daily basis. The order is crucial here, after Hio always comes Tjo, melting all the frozen and preparing the land for the following seasons. Away from what everyone might think, for Translanders a nomad live is a symbol of freedom, from having to build movable shelters to figuring out ways to bury commodities, that they will be re-using once they go back, all this make them feel burdenless and independent. They have learned how to live a life with just what they need.

#flagsofanotherworld #newcountries #transland #ffaw #flag #coderque

[theonlymanintheskyisme]

cozy corner kinktober

prompts:

praise, 10. orgasm denial, 11. double penetration, 16. begging.

featuring the delightful little sweet boy that is translander.

you need this. don't you. look at you. so desperate. so eager. so hungry.

A whimper. He did. Desperately. His cunt filled, dripping, and a plug deep in his arse, clenching hungrily.

He was so soaked that there was a small puddle forming on the floor underneath, a mixture of the lubrication he'd used to ease the dildo into his cunt and his own juices.

Everything ached. It was hot. It felt like if there was so much as a gentle breeze on his clit, he'd come. 

He hated it. Hated it, but he fucking adored it. Adored how he looked in that mirror. So hard, clit at full length, standing proud

If he'd been born with a cock, it would've been huge.

‘I need to, please, I can't, I just…’

oh, no. no, you're doing so well for me, my pretty boy. on your knees there, just for me. I love you. I do. nobody could ever love you like I love you. nobody else deserves to see you like this.

He shook his head, hand wandering down again.

did I say you could touch?

A whine. 

though, you have been good… how many edges are we up to?

‘Ten.’

ten. you've made it to ten, my pretty boy. okay. maybe you do deserve it. give yourself a stroke.

Didn't need telling twice. Hand moved. Resting on his growth, taking it in hand, and stroking himself. A moan. Hungry. Shivering. 

‘Please. Please, please please… I need to come, fuck, I need…’

you're so fucking hot like this. and you belong to me, you know. you always have. it's always just the two of us. nobody else could treat you like this. with the respect you deserve. 

A nod, rocking in the dildo, pushing it against himself, whimpering, whining. The head of his clit exposed to the air.

remember when we first started this, and you couldn't even look at yourself?

A nod.

you've come so far. I'm so proud of you. look at yourself.

It was true. The first time that voice in his head had guided him through a session like this, he could barely face himself. Now? Now he couldn't get enough of how he looked. Like a God. Something neither male nor female, something in between. Something heavenly. Beyond all human comprehension.

He could look at himself now. Hard, exposed, and full. So gloriously full, each toy inside he could feel. Stuffed. He was stuffed

One day that voice in his head would make him push something into his mouth too, and he couldn't wait.

‘I look incredible.’

you do. you fucking do.

Another push forward, wanting it.

‘Please. Let me come. I'm so fucking… I need it. Need it.’

okay. okay, I think you deserve it. stroke. come. come as much as you need, my good boy. you're the fucking best. there's nobody I'd rather share my life with. the strongest. the best Superhero that ever lived. it's you. nobody can beat you.

Hand pumped furiously to those words echoing in his head. And how he watched himself. Within moments, he was coming, bending, the stimulation too much, writhing, twisting on his knees, everything contracting. And he didn't stop. The second orgasm hit, and he blasted through the mirror with the heat from his eyes, groaning. 

Breathing hard as it washed over him. Lying back only when it started to subside. Looking at the mirror on his ceiling, a sheepish grin on his face.

wow. I guess you really did need it. so honest. so fucking good for me. 

A pause, still feeling his cunt contract around the fake cock still pushed inside. It felt so fucking good.

gonna have to get that fixed though.

‘I will. I will.’

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