So Many Of The Transfems I Know Spent Their Time Pre-transition Performing A Kind Of Lifelong Exercise

PET

Its funny, the less you breathe the more I like you.

Let's see how long my pretty little pet can go without hm?

Having human skin is overrated.

Take it all off.

Take off your skin.

Who enjoys the feeling of being conditioned?

Knowing that someone has worked to tweak and mold your malleable mind with every interaction you have. Knowing you've been primed and influenced to a point of no return. Knowing the simplicity of a word or action is enough for you to lose yourself completely.

Triggered by as little as a command phrase. Prodded into an unknown direction by latent pathways your mind has been railroaded on. The indescribable feeling of yourself attempting to resist, fighting with every fibre of your being, pushing to retain your free will. And yet, the impossibility of that task insurmountable, and behind every feable attempt made, the knowledge that you want this.

You want all pretence to fall away. You want to give in completely. You want your mind and body to sink into the clutches of your controller. You want to surrender and enjoy the delicious grip of conditioning.

trying to play it cool

A text to your big sister. ‘Can you come to my room?’ She sighs and gets out of bed, pausing the show she was watching. She was really into it too, so she’s a bit annoyed with you.

She comes to your room to shortly ask, “What?”

You look nervous, even under the dim lighting. She immediately softens her expression. “You said one-hundred.. right?”

“Huh?”

“Dollars.”

“A hundred bucks for wh- Wait… why? Do you need money? I can help if you need, I don’t want you to have to do that.”

“No. I don’t need money… I wanted- I…” You turn away, hiding your face in the blanket. She moves to sit by your side and places a hand on your shoulder.

“Hey, what’s the matter?”

You start sniffling, fighting back tears. “I- I don’t want to be a virgin anymore.. but I don’t feel comfortable. I don’t trust anyone… but you.” Probably the last thing she expected, but somehow she barely looks shocked.

“Aww, sis. Look, I’m flattered, but you know we can’t do that.” You start crying now, silently.

You pull something from her pocket and shove it into her hand. You both look and see a $100 bill, neatly folded into quarters. You actually went and got cash for this… “Please…”

“I- I don’t know what to say. You know my rules about doing things with my friends, money or no. That extends doubly to my sister.”

“Just say you’ll do it, please. It’s only once, and never again. We never have to talk about it. I just need to know it will happen for me once… Please, you’re my big sister… you’re supposed to take care of me.”

She brushes the hair out of your face, running her hand through it. “Hey now, don’t try to make me feel guilty.”

“I’m sorry…”

“I know sweetheart, I know… Listen, if I agree to do this, I’d have some extra rules, okay?”

You light up immediately, your smile widening at her. “Really?! Okay!!” You can see that your excitement kills whatever hesitation was left in her. She loves seeing her girl so happy…

“Hey hey! Easy girl, easy.” You nod fervently. “First off. Hands only, okay?” You nod again. “Secondly, lights off.”

“But-“

“Lights off, or I won’t do it.”

“Okay…” Your shoulders slump.

“Thirdly, I’m not taking your money.” You nod again, so she cups the side of your face. “Good girl.” You smile and shiver from it. “Are you one-thousand percent sure you want this?” You nod so hard you think your head might fall off. She chuckles at you, and you giggle from the attention.

“I need this..” She nods back at you, and gets up to turn the lights out.

The darkness feels heavy from the weight of what you’re about to do. The intention behind turning off that light, as if not seeing it somehow makes any difference.

She crawls into your bed, holding you close. “So, what is it that you want done to you? Do you want to do things to me?”

“Um… I don’t know. Just.. you said only hands…”

“You can’t think of anything to do with our hands?”

“I- I wanted to use my mouth..”

“Well okay, that can still work. Here, open up.” You can hear the quiet sound of your mouth opening, and she trails her hand up the side of your face. She finds her mouth and sticks two fingers inside.

The pressure against your tongue, the warmth of her fingers… you instinctively wrap your lips around them and suck. Her other hand strokes your hair as she coos, “Gooood girl,” in your ear. You sit and suck on her fingers, feeling yourself get hard from it, moaning into her hand. “You’re doing so good baby. So so good.”

The hand in your hair leaves and starts to travel down your body. Down your face, your neck, lingering on your chest before trailing down your tummy. Finally, a finger plays at your waistband. “May I?” You moan in agreement while she fingerfucks your mouth.

Just a few days ago you were convinced you were unfuckable. You thought you’d live your whole life without ever being touched. Now your big sis is feeling around your mouth like a vet checking a dog, while she strokes your cock with the softest hands you’ve ever felt in your life.

She pulls the fingers out of your mouth, and you hear her suck on them for a moment. Is she.. enjoying this? She grabs your breast, very softly, and takes your nipple between two of her fingers. The feeling is absolutely electric, way better than when you do this to yourself. You almost want to ask her to touch both of them, when suddenly you feel her lips press against yours.

“Mm… little sis.” Oh, she is enjoying this… “I know I said hands only… but that feels too awkward. Are you okay with more?”

“Y-yeahhh…” You feel the bed shift under her weight, and eventually hear some clothing hit the floor. You can’t see what she took off because the lights are off, but then she pulls your underwear down and off. You realize her shorts had come off when she presses her dick against yours and starts frotting the both of you.

The sounds she’s making are animalistic, almost growling at you. You feel her teeth nipping at your neck while you frot, and it hurts in such a pleasing way. “Fuck!… I… I need you.”

“Please big sis! Please please pleeeaase…” She snarls and pulls back, and you hear her harshly spit. She lubes herself up and starts pressing against your tight, virgin asshole. “A-ah!” It feels great for a moment, but quickly turns painful as she pushes in too dry and too big. “Fuuuck!… it- it’s too much!”

“Fuck. Hold on.” She pulls away and leaves the bed, leaving you cold and wanting. The lights come on, and that’s when you finally see her. Your big sis standing there in nothing but a croptop. “Do you ever use lube to touch yourself?” You nod and point to a drawer. She bends down and fishes through it, showing her amazing ass. She pulls out your bottle and examines it. She whispers to herself, “Cum lube? Nice..”

She comes back to the bed and quickly gets ready to fuck you again. Seeing her finally, you can’t help but imagine how the two of you had looked before. She lubes up herself and your hole, sticking a finger inside you over and over, curling it up to hit your prostate. “Mmmmm!! Siiiiiissss…”

“Aww, look at how leaky you are. Must mean I’m hitting the right spot, huh little sis?” You can’t even nod this time, just groaning every time she pushes. You whimper when her finger comes out, but it’s quickly replaced by the head of her thick dick again. “Ready?”

“…y-yes.”

She pushes about an inch into you, letting you adjust to it. “More?” You nod, but she continues. “How much more?”

“Please… all of it.”

She slams forward, covering your mouth as you scream, not that she was any kind of quiet either. After sitting for a moment, she starts to rock her hips back and forth, stretching you out and taking your virginity. She strokes your dick with a lubed up hand while she fucks you, and you barely last two minutes before you cum all over your tits and tummy.

“Such a good girl.” She stops thrusting, stroking the side of your face. “I love you baby sister.”

“I… love… you…” you pant between deep breaths. “Thank you… That was amazing!”

You feel her hands tighten on your hips as you try to sit up. “Was? What makes you think we’re done?” She smiles at you in an almost evil way, before pushing back into you… She leans down and says softly in your ear, “And don’t worry, I won’t forget to use your mouth like you asked for. Have to make my client’s happy…” Then she reaches over and grabs the $100 you gave her before.

It's so cute when girls get so flustered that they can only say (or even think) one word at a time.

"Oh"

"Wait"

"Want"

Their train of thought is almost totally derailed, and it only takes a little nudge to keep it that way.

Sigh, princess. Give Me those.

These are tax forms, princess. I know your ID says you're a big girl but these are complicated and you shouldn't be worrying your pretty head about them.

I'll take them, and the logins to all that silly money stuff you have online, and I'll handle it. I've been doing My taxes since before you were born.

Why don't you go get yourself ready for Daddy tonight? Go take your bath with the special bubbles and make sure you're nice and smooth for Me. No playing with the shower head, ok? That piece of you is for Daddy to play with tonight. Yes, I know every time you do that because you leave the hose twisted.

Then you can put your good smells on, crawl into bed, and wait for Me. Good girl, run along!

Why are you giggling...princess?!? Did you COLOR on this?

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