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Federal Breast Inspector: a troon attempts to compare and contrast his gynecomastic development with the breasts of a female coworker only to be put in the hot seat when he realizes she caught him red-handed. Rather than extend any sort of feminine sympathy and realize the coworker may have felt objectified by his ogling, OP worries instead that she views him as what he truly is: a man - something so wretched and vile that even as a word, it merits censorship.
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A young FTM is devastated to watch puberty carry her brother from boyhood to manhood, barely able to tolerate him speaking around her without becoming sick with envy. Transgender jealousy towards their normal siblings is a tale as old as time, but this one is a bit extra funny because OP is already on testosterone, and watching her brother grow up is making her realize that it's not exactly the transformative man-goo she was told it was.Did something I'm ashamed and embarrassed of at work
The other day at my job, I got caught staring at a female co-workers chest. I'm not attracted to her but the reason I was looking isn't any better my boobs are starting to get noticeable but I still feel self concious, I noticed my Coworker and thought oh wow we have similar chest I guess mine aren't so bad, but she noticed I was staring and fuck my life I am so ashamed and she probably thinks I'm just a creepy ass m**. I don't know if I should apologise and explain or of that will make it worse
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Upon the moment a man reveals to his wife that he has succumb to troonacy, she whips out the silver bullet of divorce before he has the chance to turn and wreak havoc on the lives of her and their daughter. But OP isn't budging on his desire to continue feminizing as he seeks out getting an orchiectomy - or more - on the dime of his ex-wife's insurance, which naturally leads her to retaliate and question his love for their child. Another situation that would be taken care of readily under Pickle's Law, which entitles spouses of troons 'n' poons a sack of doorknobs to beat them with; for the daughter, we'll send along a junior sack as a gift.My brother is hitting puberty and I don't know what to do.
My brother (13) has very suddenly started hitting puberty. I feel so many terrible emotions about it which I am not coping with. It is something I have been fearing for years. I can't exactly explain how I feel, it's jealousy, shame, anger, self-hatred. Every time I hear his voice I feel a horrible pit within me and I get nauseous. For reference, I've been on T for nearly 3 years, but I am not entirely comfortable with where I'm at with it. I am very short and my voice never got as deep as I wanted it. Somebody please help, I really cannot cope.
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During treatment for syphilis, a TiM notices that some of the side effects of his medication include masculinizing qualities such as the return of bonerized mornings and the reduction of sensitivity in his chest - which he finds more bothersome than having literal fucking syphilis. The casual approach people are taking towards popping antibiotics like they're candy means that I'm going to be proactive and say that I, for one, welcome our new antibiotic-resistant superbug overlords and I’d like to remind them as a trusted Kiwi Farms poster I can be helpful in rounding up others to toil in the underground orgy caves.Ex wants me to share transition medical plans
Hey all. 45MtF, been on HRT for about nine months. When I told my wife I was trans, her immediate response was "well then I guess we're getting divorced." That was last April. I moved out in September, we submitted our divorce papers in November, etc. We have a young child who stays with me every other weekend. She loves and accepts me. My ex claims to support my transition, and I'll be on her insurance for about a year after the divorce is final. But she can't stand seeing me presenting as a woman, has claimed that dressing femme around her is "rubbing (her) face in it," and has a tendency to tell me how I made this decision and am to blame for everything, framing it as my blowing up/ruining our child's life.
When I started HRT, surgery wasn't really a consideration. I don't hate what's in my pants. Don't like them either, just... they're there. Recently I've been discussing with my PCP getting a consult for an orchi, possibly more. I mentioned this to her and now she's big mad, wants me to tell her everything about what I'm planning transition-wise, and "you didn't learn anything, don't have surprises that will ruin (child's) life, how will you explain to her," and so on. I chafe at the idea of having to justify my own medical decisions to her. I don't think she needs to know anything other than, hey, I might be in recovery from surgery for a few days or a week sometime later this year...
I don't really know what I'm looking for posting this. She's always been a control freak, and expects everyone to act and live and dress as she demands. Part of me wonders if being on her insurance, or co-parenting with her, actually justifies her involvement in my medical decisions. I'm honestly just trying to avoid a conversation with her because she's judgmental and angry and I'm conflict-avoidant. I probably should be more open with her about what I'm doing, but I really don't need her judging and demeaning and accusations. Ugh. What do.
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As a teenager, a MTF had an ICD - or an implantable cardioverter-defibrillator - installed in his chest to keep him from doing fucked up shit like "dying early from a preventable death." But now that he's lived long enough to get his neghole pozzed by transgenderism, he resents the actions his parents took to extend his life because, I kid you not, his ICD gets in the way of him wearing fake titties convincingly. Damn this transphobic heart of his!Spiro stopped working because of an antibiotic
So. I was treated with IV penicillin for a few days, and I am on doxycycline due to a syphilis infection. Been taking antibiotics for about a week now.
Apparently that's enough of an excuse for spiro to stop doing it's job. I'm starting to get morning wood and produce semen again. My breasts are no longer sore.
Obviously I'm not going to stop the antibiotic because my spiro isn't working well enough. But I have 2 more weeks of this antibiotic. Having to tolerate my t coming back is not a good feeling lmao.
Has anyone else experienced this?
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On the flip side, this guy doesn't have to use chicken cutlets to create cleavage - but that's not enough for him as he believes he's been robbed of his big-breasted birthright... especially because he's jeered at those in his gene pool often enough to realize they all share rather massive measurements, so it's clearly an act of injustice that as a lad, he's left out of the line-up. Creepy!Trans ICD Vent
I've never spoken about this before, but it's become more of an issue as of late so I just can't keep quiet about it anymore. Long story short, I have a less than perfect heart and I had an ICD put in when I was a teenager. Literally no one asked me if I wanted one, give me any kind of option, told me the risks, etc because I was a teenager so no one cared what I thought. Granted I'm well aware of why it happened, but it still pissed me off how I was defacto ignored by the people acting in my "best interest".
Now as to why I'm posting this here as the above was just context. I haven't medically transitioned yet and as a result I often wear breast forms for gender euphoria reasons. Only recently have I finally gotten a good grasp on how a bra should fit. My complaint is that my ICD was surgically placed under my skin such that the bottom of it is only just under 2 inches above one of my nipples. As a result, every breast form I have ever tried sits partially on top of it. This means that form won't fit flush against my skin and presses further out than the other one. As such it makes the form "fit" weird, it induces a weird asymmetry between the two forms, and overall I hate it. So yeah, TLDR I found another way my parents fucked my trans-self over years before I even knew I was trans. Thanks for listening.
Also, a sidenote. My lovely heart hates testosterone (so there's at least one of my body parts I'm in agreement with). On the brightside, E and anti-T has been shown in case studies to help the few trans women who also have what I have. On the flipside, my heart still breaks that the opposite is true for trans men who have what I have who are taking T.
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A woman senses where the winds are going when her boyfriend makes noises about trooning out and puts her foot down so fast, his spine is crushed along with it. But if there's anything notable about the tranny Neurax Worm, it's that it's very capable of manipulating its hosts into demolishing their lives for the sake of the coom: as you can see here, where proto-TiM OP seesaws between "[I'm] not even sure [I'm] trans yet" and "[I've] even done some DIY estrogen injections somewhat sporadically over the last 3-4 months." Girl, get out of there, and if there's panties you love that you can't find when you're packing, just hold a Viking funeral for them instead - because whatever you'd get back wouldn't be coming back right.5 Years HRT and I'm only a B cup but every woman in my family on both sides has large breasts. What gives?
Question in title. 5 years of E and 4 years of prog. I WAS on pills for E early on but switched to injections around year 3.
The only thing I can think of as a reason is that I'm not fat enough. I've always had a high metabolism and have never exceeded 200 lbs, usually I feel comfortable around 150-160. But I have always wanted bigger boobs and when I started I was convinced I was set for that because everyone in my family has big boobs, my mom, my aunts, my cousins, it's like, a thing. Genetically I SHOULD be predisposed to having large breasts but I topped out at a B cup and haven't seen any significant growth in the past year. It feels like I got the short end of the stick and I'm actually a tad bit salty about it. Augmentation is like $8000 wtf a girl supposed to do out here?
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A TiM wants to share the bathroom at work with his female colleagues, but the TERF on his shoulder keeps insisting that he use the men's room instead for their safety, which has lead him to being outed a few times to new men who arrive at work. This level of self-awareness is always fascinating because one would think it might mean you'd know better than to transition at all, but cognitive dissonance is a ferocious dragon to best in battle.My gf made me promise I won't transition
I (26M(TF?)) just had a long talk with my gf of 4 years and I'm really tired and emotionally exhausted. Basically she made me promise I will never transition and she won't give me any time to talk to a therapist or reflect on it more.
She's OK with me being trans and cross dressing and stuff but just not transitioning. She also said she was bi before but apparently not enough.
I'm not even sure I'm trans yet but I've been thinking seriously about transitioning for a long time and even done some DIY estrogen injections somewhat sporadically over the last 3-4 months, which made me feel good.
I will feel like a terrible person if I break the promise and when I made it I felt numb and like all joy was sucked out of me. I also feel like a terrible person for having made the promise...
I'm afraid of being alone and dating as a trans woman seemingly sucks really bad. There's also so much hate and ridicule towards trans women. There's no rational solution and I'm equally scared of it festering and getting worse over the years and then reaching a breaking point when I've mqsculinized even more and lost even more time. I'm 26 and 6'2 which also makes me very scared of transitioning.
How do I even begin to fix this?
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Uncomely comb-over: a ginger male market failure is mocked mercilessly by his mother for his most miserable mane. This one definitely invites a dramatic reading if just because it has the cadence of a harried Discord call with a very unwell pervert caught in the throes of a breakdown by a parent who only interrupted to remind him that his nuggies are fresh out of the oven.I'm scared to use the women's restroom because I don't want to seem predatory
I hate how as a trans woman you're made to feel like you are a danger to cis women, and how cis women are told we exist purely to violate their privacy and harm them.
I came out as a trans woman at work over a year ago and I'd like to think I'm friends with a lot of my female coworkers, and I'm nearing 2 years on hormones, but I still almost never use the women's restroom because I'm terrified of making another woman uncomfortable. If the private restroom isn't available I always go to the mens and every single time I get stared at, or a man will double check that he's in the right restroom.
It's embarrassing and constantly outs me to any new male coworkers who get hired. But I'd rather out myself and make men uncomfortable than risk a woman clocking me and making HER feel unsafe. Does that make me a bad person?I just don't want to ever feel like a DANGER to someone due to my identity and I know men won't feel that way.
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A guy in a dress has the mortifying realization that many feminine beauty rituals are actually a whole bunch of hullabaloo - but nonetheless he remains shackled to his vanity lest driven to insanity by gender-fixed inanity.Mother put a masc pic of me as her wallpaper and chases me around with it
I have a beard and everything on it and she keeps shoving it in my phace #.#
Anyway, we were outside on Friday doing errands and stuff and when we got home she started berating me. "Oh you didn't see how much people were staring at you, it's because of your hair it's disgusting" Like first of all, people have been staring at me for fucking ages thank you for noticing, second of all they are staring because they can't tell if I'm a boy or a girl and third of all WHAT DO YOU MEAN DISGUSTING, then she started showing me pics from when I was cis (which ewww) and was telling me such lovely things such as : "your hair is like straw" (yea i have hair type LITERALLY CALLED STRAW LIKE RRRRRRR) "it's so fucking long" (which yea that's the point rrrr) and my favorite "it's so fucking ginger" (LIKE YEA THAT IS INDEED A COLOR SOME PEOPLE HAVE AND MINE HAPPENS TO HAVE A LITTLE REDISH ORANGE TINT TO IT THANK YOU FOR NOTICING) and obviously telling me to "shave that shit off" which no thanks, maybe look at that purple fucking birds nests on your scalp that you wash once a blue moon
I made her breakfast and lunch and then she went and shat all over her daughters, BEAUTIFUL MIGHT I ADD, hair. And then she had the audacity to ask me to play Monopoly with her in the evening smh
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A li'l dood yearns to find herself a better half but has certain roadblocks on the road to love such as "being autistic," "never leaving the house" and "having an anxious compulsion to control the thoughts of those around her in case they see her as being a fat little neurotic instead of the cool yaoi boy she wishes she were." The sad part about this is that she's gotten decently into her transition - though remains off of testosterone - and yet the treadmill of trauma continues to race inescapably beneath her feet. But hey, you know, transition saves lives!I thought doing girl things was supposed to feel good
But nope. It just feels like work. And not only that, I do all this work to try and look fem and still end up looking like some disgusting ugly man in a dress. Even if I manage to trick myself into believing I’m pretty, I still go out and get misgendered. And I know I don’t pass and I know I don’t pass because I’m not trying hard enough to cover all the bad parts of my body (literally just about everything) and I’m gonna need to pay some dude 50 grand to peel my face off, break my bones and glue me back together like some Frankenstein monster. But even if I DID pass, I would still have to put in hours of work into my appearance every day just to be treated as anything more than a man. Cis women don’t gotta deal with this shit. If they don’t try at worst they’re not conventionally attractive. But they’re still women. And are treated as such. Me? Nah. Even if I did pass I’ll never pass naturally. I’ll always have to fake it with makeup and forcing my voice to sound fem and constantly correcting my posture, my face, the way I walk, the way I look at people, the way I blink, how I breathe, how my heart beats, etc, etc, etc for the rest of my life. And that’s assuming I have the time to focus on all that shit 24/7, WHICH I DONT BTW. It’s so unfair. I honestly think the idea of “gender euphoria” is either a straight up lie or just a new word that trans women who were born pretty use to make everyone else feel like they’re not enough. I’ve never looked at myself in the mirror and went “mmm yes I’m *euphoric* about this”. At best sometimes I feel like I can just barely handle not ripping the throat out of that ugly bitch in the mirror. AT BEST. Anyways feel free to tell me how horrible and unhealthy my life is in the comments.
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Saving the best for last: a tranny is denied an invitation to the funeral of his wife's grandmother because her family thinks he's a fucking clown and they don't want to have to tolerate his nonsense during a somber memorial ceremony. This one seems almost unfair at first - if he is to be believed that he and Granny had any sort of connection, of course - but when you look at what this retard wears on a regular basis, you'll understand quite aptly why he was barred from entry.I feel like I need to give up on ever finding a partner
Potential TW for dysphoria, as well as NSFW for mentioning sex related things
Been feeling like this for a while, I have yearned for romantic love for as long as I can remember without ever getting it, and it truly feels impossible. Not only because I am trans, but also gay and autistic as well as not open to using dating apps. I barely leave the house, can rarely see my friends because of distance or busy schedules. I do go to uni but don’t talk to anyone there and ever since I started going my dysphoria has increased significantly. My dysphoria at this point in my life is mostly social, as I have gotten top surgery, as well as legal documentation changed, but I am not on T. Most people in my life do know me exclusively as a man and respect me as such, some of them are not even aware of my transness, the issue is I’m getting misgendered quite a lot by strangers, despite my decently deep voice. I also look quite androgynous which isn’t in itself a problem, but because of this I feel like no one would ever want to date me unless they are a chaser or just don’t see me as a man, which would make me miserable. Even dating a bi/pan guy scares me because I’ll be paranoid of him not seeing me as a man. I’ve also come to the realization that I could never have a normal sex life, it just won’t ever be possible because of my dysphoria and anatomical restrictions. There are days where I don’t feel as bad but today is a particularly hard day.
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Been told by wife’s family I am not welcome at a funeral because I’m trans
Me and my wife have been together for nearly 18 years and I’ve always had a really good relationship with her family.
Her Gran passed away recently and the funeral is next month. I really loved her Gran she always made me feel welcome. In fact she was the first person to treat me as family.
I had always gotten in well with all her family. But since I came out that seems to have changed.
I had already been told not to visit her gran when she got sick as it would be “confusing” and I brushed that off as she was 90+ and her brain wasn’t there so, fine I guess.
Then I wasn’t allowed on the Xmas calls because it would be confusing for her Niece (who is like 12) and that I had to wait till I explained everything to her one to one. Her parents were not going to tell her, instead they expected me to be the parent.
*Note on our Niece, I would have answered any questions that came up of course, but my issues is why do I have to be the one to explain queer and trans people to their child. Surely this is something a parent would do. I am not a parent so i find it hard to judge but if I was, I would want to be the one to have that conversation.
Anyway, now I find out I am not welcome back for the funeral because I’m trans and it will be too stressful and too much work.
Like I’m not gonna be hanging around, I wanted to go to be there for my wife and to say goodbye to someone I loved.
I am sooooo angry and upset. I am slowly losing all family. My own family is fubar and now my own Mum doesn’t talk to me. I had thought I was still part of this family, but turns out not.
I am also scared that this gonna end up driving me and my wife apart as she is super close to her mum and if her mum pushed enough I don’t know if she would choose me over her.
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