normalize me pinching your tits through your shirt, mid sentence, and making fun of you when you lose you train of thought.
normalize me tugging your stupid shirt down under your tits in public and you walking around with them out because you’re not allowed to cover them up.
normalize me referring to you by your tits, looking at your tits when i address you, and leading you around by pinching a nipple and pulling you along.
normalize me introducing you to my friends and instead of a handshake, they formalize the introduction by groping your tits and complimenting me for finding such a docile slut.
I need a free use FTM friend. She'd be "one of the boys" but whenever we need her she'd get down on her knees and remember her place as a cunt: to obey real men. I could have her lapping at my cock like a brainless bitch, or I could be balls deep in her and claiming her womb as mine. I could even share her with the team and watch just how pretty she looks and how girly her moans would sound when all of her holes are filled by real cocks. I could do all of that and she wouldn't resist any of it; she's just a good free use object, forgetting all of her silly gender delusions the second she's near a real man.
I think a football coach should keep me to use as a morale booster for his team. They get to use me as a prize if they win a game, passing me around as they drink and celebrate, or take their frustration out on me if they lose. The best player of any game, as decided by the coach, gets to take me home for the night as a personal cocksleeve, only rule is that they have to give me back in good enough condition to be used by the next game.
I'm about to say something really unhinged but imagine if like all seating in public places (benches, restaurant chairs, university classroom desks, public transportation, etc.) were divided between male and female seats and this was strictly enforced. Now imagine that every seat designated for females had some type of phallic, dildo-like object fixed on where she has to sit. The protruding objects would come in a huge variety of shapes and sizes, from 2 inches tall and 1 inch around to 10 inches long with a 4 inch girth. Some are smooth, some are ribbed, some are curved, some have bulbous heads, some have bumps, etc! And every time a female went somewhere where she would have to sit, she would have to move her skirt to the side and sit on the object, as that's the rules of polite society. ❤️
Shy girls attending uni would scramble on the first day of classes to pick their seat first to ensure they don't get stuck sitting on the 10-inch hammer for the rest of the year.
Women squirming in movie theater seats during exciting movies, or crying out during horror films in such a way that you're not sure if it was the jumpscare or something else.
A sweet looking girl on the subway trying not to cry because she was late this morning and the phallus in the only seat left was bigger than she's used to and the vibrations from the car are making it feel sooo good.
Imagine sitting across a girl on a first date in a restaurant. She arrived and sat before you did so didn't see what was in her chair and your mind is going wild imagining what kind of object is filling your date right across from you. The date goes well and as the night goes on and the flirting gets heavier you can notice her slowly rocking her hips and her breathing get uneven and you get to decide if you want to take her away from there or let her sit and stay and unravel deliciously here in front of everyone.
Making myself wet over a world where fakeboys aren’t legally allowed to buy male clothes and the punishment is a nude public spanking and being forced into an extremely short skirt with no underwear.