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Intermittent Denial of Service attack is causing downtime. Looks like a kiddie 5 min rental. Waiting on a response from upstream.
The engine compartment was too hot and my pubes sizzled, so I settled for my Ronco pocketpoon like normal
Broke: have you ever fucked a tranny
Woke: have you ever been fucked by a tranny
Bespoke: have u ever fucked yourself to your glorious tranny body's sexiness
Woke: have you ever been fucked by a tranny
Bespoke: have u ever fucked yourself to your glorious tranny body's sexiness
nigger of the north
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Had the chance a few months back. Funny thing is, I was always of the opinion that you could spot troons a mile away. I matched with this 'girl' on... Bumble, I think it was. After some usual back and forth, this person said 'you know I'm trans right?'
Legitimately surprised. Scrolled back through their pics, and yes, I only then began to see it. Troon in question was of middle-eastern origin, so this may have served to hide some of the more obvious tells.
Ultimately questioned what I was doing and ghosted.
Legitimately surprised. Scrolled back through their pics, and yes, I only then began to see it. Troon in question was of middle-eastern origin, so this may have served to hide some of the more obvious tells.
Ultimately questioned what I was doing and ghosted.
trans dont have sex. they're made out of polymer..mostly..
No but I read Kotaku once, bigot
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Yes a 'transbian'.,
Sex was OK, sometimes a bit rapey, but when I saw him standing up to piss, that was it. Women don't do that and also do not have penises.
Would not with any trans ever again.
Sex was OK, sometimes a bit rapey, but when I saw him standing up to piss, that was it. Women don't do that and also do not have penises.
Would not with any trans ever again.
Gravityqueen4life
kiwifarms.net
was almost raped by one. maybe now you understand my hatred for them.
Several. My favorite being this cute goth trans woman that was really good at sucking dick. Damn getting hard remembering that experience. I should hit her up again once vaccine is out.
lol gay
Imagine you're at the store, placing tomatoes into your cart, the florescent lighting shining above you. You sigh. Shopping for groceries, alone, buying your ingredients for your soup which you will eat, alone. When will this isolation end?! Then, you feel a light tap on your shoulder. Turning your head, you look for what it might be. It was something you never would have expected. The most beautiful woman you have ever seen, with shoulder length curly blonde hair.
"I noticed that you have a guinea pig embroidered on you shirt, I love them too!" Her voice sounded like a cat's purr.
"Uhhh, yeah, that's actually my long haired cavy Nacho." You could feel a blush emerge on your cheeks, flustered by the touch of a woman, which you haven't felt in so long.
"That's so cool! I love pets with food names!" She giggled.
"Speaking of names, what's yours? Mine is Jessica."
"helloworld.exe."
"Wow, sounds exotic!"
"Thanks."
You felt a drip fall onto your arm. Looking down you realized your mistake. In your stress, you had squeezed the tomato so hard it exploded.
"Oh, don't worry! I'll help clean you up!" Jessica pulled out a kleenex from her pocket.
Desperately trying to make small talk, you scrambled to think of something to fill up the silence.
"So you really like guinea pigs huh."
"Yeah! I have three, Cinnamon Spice Latte, Milkshake and Smoothie!"
You didn't want this opportunity to go to waste, 'come on, this girl is talking to you!' you screamed at yourself internally.
"So umm. . . Can I have your number?!"
Sure!
Fast forward to a week, and Jessica was at your place, watching Netflix, her head on your shoulder, and you felt something you never felt before. Testing the waters, you reached you arm around her, then, a few minutes later, placed your hand on her collarbone, then into her shirt. You heard a soft moan as cradled her right breast. Then, a whisper.
"I n-need to tell you something."
"I'm trans."
"I noticed that you have a guinea pig embroidered on you shirt, I love them too!" Her voice sounded like a cat's purr.
"Uhhh, yeah, that's actually my long haired cavy Nacho." You could feel a blush emerge on your cheeks, flustered by the touch of a woman, which you haven't felt in so long.
"That's so cool! I love pets with food names!" She giggled.
"Speaking of names, what's yours? Mine is Jessica."
"helloworld.exe."
"Wow, sounds exotic!"
"Thanks."
You felt a drip fall onto your arm. Looking down you realized your mistake. In your stress, you had squeezed the tomato so hard it exploded.
"Oh, don't worry! I'll help clean you up!" Jessica pulled out a kleenex from her pocket.
Desperately trying to make small talk, you scrambled to think of something to fill up the silence.
"So you really like guinea pigs huh."
"Yeah! I have three, Cinnamon Spice Latte, Milkshake and Smoothie!"
You didn't want this opportunity to go to waste, 'come on, this girl is talking to you!' you screamed at yourself internally.
"So umm. . . Can I have your number?!"
Sure!
Fast forward to a week, and Jessica was at your place, watching Netflix, her head on your shoulder, and you felt something you never felt before. Testing the waters, you reached you arm around her, then, a few minutes later, placed your hand on her collarbone, then into her shirt. You heard a soft moan as cradled her right breast. Then, a whisper.
"I n-need to tell you something."
"I'm trans."
A hole's a hole.
A fag's a fag
