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Spades stick out a lot, too. And you mentioned last month that you like having yours treated like a cock. Do you ever fantasize about slipping it inside a gal? Or maybe you've already done it!
So... I don't want this question to be seen as offensive or anything. I'm honestly curious. From what I gathered from your backstory, you are a female to male trans, who lived their early life with a lot of rough and tumble brothers. That said, you still keep a lot of traditionally 'feminine' apparel and presentation, and you still keep your original sexual organs intact.
Is there a particular reason you disagree with a feminine moniker for a masculine one? Even one that would lean towards a 'tomboy' ascetic? I guess I am trying to understand the seemingly firm stance on a masculine identity when you seem satisfied with everything else... And I don't think anyone would bat an eye persay of you keeping a feminine moniker and still enjoying the things you do and the outlook you have on life.
I don’t really wear much more than my circlet and my necklace, though I do have a suit and tie set aside for any formal occasions I’ve been invited to. Which isn’t often, to be honest. I uh, generally sneak into those things. Most of the time there’ll be someone who can vouch for my by the time I end up getting caught! But yeah, not many clothes. Any other traditionally feminine apparel is generally for… bedroom activities. Or the rare times I need to flaunt a bit of deception for one reason or another.
As for the whole transitioning thing, I just fell in with a crowd, which yeah, did include my siblings, and while I did initially consider a tomboyish angle, as soon as I started toying with a different set of pronouns, it changed things. Made me feel things: a sense of belonging, for one- as well as uh, certain things. I liked being called a boy… and I mean, really liked it.
After that, I started acting even more boyish, and while I didn’t realize my true self at first, it came to a head at a rave, where uh, apparently, the guests, some of whom I hadn’t even met, were under the impression I was just another guy. So, you can imagine that was wildly embarrassing for a couple of hours, but I just… went with it. After all the festivities were over, I just didn’t go back, either. No one asked any questions, not even so much as an “Are you sure?”.
Also helps that I liked doing boy things, and almost explicitly (though not exclusively) boy things, and eventually that sort of clued me in that it was what I really wanted. So here I am.
If some beans are balls and all balls are beans, then what does is you?
What would you do if I showed up at your house with a weapon?
So you need a mask of water to breathe air... So hypothetically, if for some reason you didn't had that, would you be able to breathe if you just kissed me and let me drool in your mouth? (I have a body count from drowning people with drool, um--)
What's your tongue good at? :3
Let's say you were a Pokemon Trainer who just won a huge national tournament, and to celebrate you go home and decide to have sex with your prized Eeveelution collection. In the middle of the gangbang, there's a knock on your bedroom door. It's the media wanting to interview you and they're currently turning the knob and will be in in less than a second. What do you do?
Any mon out there that fancy your preferences lately?
Can you tell us more about how your gills work? And maybe lungs?
Well, as I think I’ve mentioned before, the necklace around my neck has an enchantment that allows the wearer to breathe in any environment. For me, that’s fresh water circulating around my mouth like a mask. It opens up if I inhale through my nose, if I speak, or exhale. That water gets sucked in through my mouth when I breathe, and like a fish, I push it out through my gills(very sensitive organs…!) to filter oxygen. That water ends up at my neck, where the mask ends, and circulates the water back up to my mouth, purifying any toxins as well as re-oxygenating the water. And from there, the cycle continues.
It actually even works underwater, funnily enough, so I can swim in things like dirty lakes, long as the dangers aren’t bad for my skin as well.
And my lungs, they’re vestigial, due to mutation- my ancestors were blessed by a sea patron- think of it like, a Charizard actually evolving gills, fins, changing to a water types, and living underwater, that sort of thing. It’s something that’s passed down, and as of present, my lungs, as well as some others related to me, they’re just vestigial. They basically don’t work. So my lung capacity isn’t the same as other pokemon- even for non water-types.
It’s only really enough to speak- without the necklace, I wouldn’t be able to survive on land.
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