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- Sep 30, 2020
If I was working in a supervisory role for TSA at an airport, I’d make it my SOP to absolutely torture any obvious case of a pooner with a packer.
When those newer CT scanners detect an abnormality in the genital area, she’d immediately be whisked off to the back for a thorough strip searching. Sure, the removal of her binder and exposure of her knockers (or zippertits) would be brutal enough on her, but this procedure would really be done for the sole purpose of forcing her to witness an agent gingerly remove the packer, study it with bewilderment, then stare at her in a fashion that makes even her realize that she’s being seen as some sort of disappointment and neurotic embarrassment. Kinda like this:
Her “dick,” long a source of (delusional) strength to her, now being manipulated in the hands of an unimpressed agent, looking small and like the pathetic toy/instrument of retarded cope that it is- and further than ever from “the real thing.” With constant misgendering through the whole process to boot.
The internal spiral that this would cause her would be delicious.
Idk, I feel like just telling Mom that you indeed use it for masturbation, and *regrettably* left it on the sink, would be a safer and less weird thing to say. No reason why she wouldn’t look the other way, as a woman herself. But, considering Mom’s reply (if she actually said that shit- troons and poons love to stretch the truth), she’s probably supportively up to speed on her daughter’s ongoing poonout, so it’s not an issue in her book.You don’t understand the fear I felt when she said “what’s this?” I tried to explain to her it wasn’t for THAT and I use it to pee, and she actually understood.
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