27yo ; he/him/any ; an FTM high stone femme on 0.5ml T-enanthate subQ
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forcemasc/forcebutch where you’re training him to feel through the strap
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forcebutching an androgynous girl by quietly slipping subliminals into the special lovey-dovey playlist i make for her, cooing over them every time they get a little more masculine, until he starts T and i just have to help him with his poor libido by riding him into the mattress every morning
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i need to be the toy being used by a femme to teach a baby butch how to top. baby boy whimpering and pleading above me, obviously overstimulated by the constant thrusting, while the uncompromising and syrupy-sweet femme tells them to keep their rhythm up, they won't be allowed to cum until they've given me 100 orgasms
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hello new followers, i bring you a gift
text from we both laughed in pleasure by lou sullivan, image
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your stubble rasps against my fingers as i trace them just above your new adam's apple. you shaved yesterday, just like i taught you to, but it's already growing back.
these are the changes they feared for you, and now they'll never be taken away again. they have even less agency than you do under my hands. i changed you, little by little, every time i pushed that needle into your ass and drove liquid masculinity beneath your skin. your rough cheeks, the garden trailing from your chest to grow wild below your stomach, the deep voice that burns inside of your ribcage, the cock now straining daily against your briefs; i made you this way.
your hardening angles feel so good when i clasp my hand around your throat. you better be grateful for it, boy. no whining this time. show me how badly you need my blessing.
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if/when you feel more settled about it, if you feel comfortable, would you be open to talking more about your shift in identity from butch to potentially femme man?
i definitely relate a lot to eroticizing what u fear and ik the road to figuring urself out can be. rough. and ofc no obligation ik this can be deeply personal
not going to claim to be settled in anything but i'm an external processor so
my masculinity as a butch was god's most fragile object. i was constantly asking for reassurance from my spouses if it was ok if i did [thing] As A Butch. i was hypersensitive to anything that challenged my butchness & constantly fighting off dysphoria, i felt so tense & restricted — all while butchness was giving my wife massive relief/freedom/enjoyment that i somehow couldn't access.
for extremely personal reasons i won't get into here, my manhood came back with a vengeance not too long ago and i made the conscious decision not to subdivide it into 1 million microlabels as i'm prone to do. i realized i was using them to "compromise" my way between what i felt & what i thought some obscure audience wanted from me. my stormy genderfluidity calmed into something expansive when i set down everything except being a man.
i think both of these things fueled my forcemasc obsession: (1) reassurance for my masculinity, (2) a "compromise" that made it a sex thing so i didn't need to unpack desiring manhood past "mmm yes i like kink", (3) an obvious audience with explicit desires i can fulfill just by doing what i already enjoy (writing & photo editing).
not to be a huge dork but what really pushed me to look at myself differently was the video "how jordan peterson's suits taught me fashion" by artist/philosopher CJ the X. it is an examination of fashion as a social language (something JP is so bad at these days because he is weak to flattery and free ugly suits). one of the things they say is:
And it hits me — stop thinking about what you like & don't like, and just look at what you are.
i like butches. i like them a lot. i think they're really hot and gorgeous and handsome, and there is nothing that feels better than being offered trust by a butch who's been hurt. i like the sweaty white tank tops and the grin from one corner of the mouth and strong arms and feeling tension melt away when i hold them.
i don't like being a feminine woman. being a feminine enby feels frustrating in a way i can't articulate. i do not enjoy the sensory experience of skirts, and a not-insignificant conventional feminine fashion makes me dysphoric.
if following my likes didn't bring me closer to looking like myself or feeling free, i thought — what if i stop trying to define myself from that what i like & don't like, and look at what i already am? if i follow my desires for my body and then look back at it, instead of trying to plot a course into a box?
i am still very wary of putting it down into words. this is all new to me. but the picture being painted by this outlook is, so far, that of a man who takes great pleasure in being a high femme.
TLDR what if this was me but a man
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had an identity crisis & am currently in a depressive episode. still alive & safe but not really motivated to write erotica re: gender play atm. see tags if you're nosy
#not forcemasc#//#i made this blog in order to eroticize something i feared in myself#tldr i'm a man and i might be a femme and i don't know what my relationship to sexuality is now#this has changed how i feel about my kinks in general but especially with genderplay#do not know what this means for the future. i may give up the url at some point if i become uncomfortable with it but dont want to delete#love and light and weed. goodnight
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Domme femme who attaches a chain/leash to their butch’s carabiner and tugs them around with it….. is this anything..
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the big dykey killer as a metaphor for the female protagonist's own repressed masculinity which she fears and sees as monstrous. escape as a series of events that have the latent butch protagonist gradually masculinized by circumstances beyond her control
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