I Need Some Of This Liquid Shot On Me

Hypnosis Doesn’t Work.

She couldn’t be hypnotized. No person can be. It was totally her decision to get the implants. Sure, she told her boyfriend that she hated the idea but she felt it would make her happier. And she always made fun of blondes. But she just felt the need to dye her hair. Getting her nails done was a waste of time and money. But she got them done anyway.

She told her boyfriend that only whores do anal. But he hasn’t fucked her pussy in months. Big dick sucking lips were something trashy girls had. But she got the injections. Sure. Her boyfriend thought that she’d fall for his stupid hypnosis. But she didn’t. She just wanted to make those changes.

Just like she wanted to start changing all of her tops to show off her new breasts. Sure other girls who did it were sluts. But she belonged to her boyfriend. She was an independent woman who chose to be her boyfriend’s property.

Her stupid boyfriend thought he could convince her to practice looking stupid. Like she would ever give him that. She wasn’t a dumb bimbo. It just felt nice to be blank like that. To let all of the thoughts go empty. It was relaxing. Just like the stupid naps her boyfriend gave her when he tried to hypnotize her.

Now it was time for her to practice selfies in the mirror. God that made her so horny. Seeing the sexy girl in the mirror. Only stupid cunts wanted to have sex with other girls. But she wondered what another girl would taste like. Maybe she should find another girl to join them. Maybe she could find a happy, blonde, trashy, dumb cunt to share her boyfriend with.

Maybe the hypnosis would work on that girl. So she could stop tolerating her boyfriend’s kink and just suck his cock like a good girl.

Warning

nsfw stuff!!!!!

Day 1

This is fox Mulder with the fbi I been signed up to do this investigation alone basically i been going nuts over food because I never ate for the past 2 days I’m going to eat now.

day 2 

I feel so sore all over my body I don’t know what happened I ate something then my body ached I don’t know why probably food poisoning but I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow 

day 3 

I got checked but nothing I don’t know why but I suddenly feel sick I believe I got a cold but if it’s fatal I’ll go to the doctor 

day 4 

my height I lost 3  inches I’m about 5,8 but my hair has been growing I chopped it off but it grew back my nails feel odd wait.....they’re growing what the hell?!

Day 5 

okay I’m scared my hands are small and my shoes don’t fit me and my body hair has fallen off while taking a shower I didn’t use a razor but my skin is smoother then scullys.

day 6 

okay I have my hair in a ponytail and my face changed last night my nose is smaller my lips are big and eyelashes are visible wait....oooooohhhhh my cloooothes they feeel tight oh my jeans! My hips and my butt is swelling up it’s sooooo tight they’re going to...( rip) oh god my pants my hips are so big!

day 7

Okay your not going to believe me but I’m already 5,3  now and I miss my height but my chest has been hurting for the past 2 hours I believe I’m going to- wait are those breasts?! Oh god they’re getting bigger my shirt is so tight I c-can’t breathe!! I’m going to pass out.....

day 8 

oh god how long have I been out?! My voice sounds different I need to use the bathroom....wait where’s my dick?! How I’m I supposed to get used to this?!!?

day 9 

no one recognizes me I’m scared why did this happen what did I eat?!?

day 10

holy shit I found the reason for this I ate some kind of supernatural food that transformed me into a women I hope it is temporary.

day 11

i tried to convince Scully she said she was looking for me...ITS ME GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!

day 12 

I want it back I want my body back.

day 13

okay time to start a new life now I’m going to name myself faith.

day 14 

I joined Scully yes yes!!!!

day 15 

im wearing a tight dress and I love this new life baby!

day 16

theres no stopping me faith Mulder I took down a criminal who has been stealing information about aliens 

day 17 

skinner wants me 

day 18 

Oh god what did I do last night with him?!

i wanna be cocky n confident on here, talking about how much i can take in my holes n all the things i want done to me

only for someone to come and grab me, throw me in their trunk and keep me as their little toy. explaining to me, as soon as you have me tied up with no where to go, that not only did i ask for all of this. not only did i beg and plead for someone to treat me this way. but that they’re going to do all of the depraved and terrible things i posted about. they’re going to push my limits far beyond what i can take, all because i had to go be a little whore who acted like they could handle more than they’re actually capable of

and if i whine and complain even once? if i try to say i can’t take it? you’ll just make it worse and worse and worse until i realize it’s never going to stop. until i’m so far gone and broken that i’ll start begging on my knees for all the things i know i can’t handle. because i know the alternative is inevitably far, far more unpleasant.

NSFW asks! go for it.

gamer daddy (g!p nat)

this is short but sweet or should i say spicy, anyway idk if i like this but i like the idea soooo here

warning; smut, daddy!Nat, g!p nat, pet names (bunny), idk honesty know what else

you go thought to Natasha's gaming room while she is streaming and things get a bit spicyyy

Your daddy Natasha does gaming streams every three days, its Wednesday and she was streaming in her gaming room, you woke you missing your daddy and tiredly walk through to her gaming room and straddle her lap, hiding your head it her neck

‘’ hey bunny what’s up?’’ she ask, you don’t voice any reply other than rubbing your clit on her cock ‘’ohh’’ she chuckles

‘’I am wearing my pretty princess pyjama's’’ you say as Natasha holds your hips still

‘’you are, did daddy put them on for you last night?’’ you were wearing pink panties and a pink silky vest top with lace at the top- everything was pink because Natasha loves seeing her little bunny in pink.

‘’mhm daddy gave me pretty clothes’’

she starts to guide your hips so that your clit is rubbing against her 10-inch-long cock ‘’daddy's little bunny, your all daddy's’’ she whispers ‘’your good little mouth, your perfect tits, your tight pretty little hole is all daddy's no one is allowed to touch them but daddy’’

‘’all daddy's’’ you repeat some of her earlier words as she pulls your little panties down and then her sweatpants and boxers ‘’going to ride daddy's cock like a good little bunny, huh?’’ she smirks as she pull's you down on her full length, kissing the top of your head giving you a minute to adjust before she starts to guide your hips

‘’mhmmm’’ you moan loving the feeling of her being inside you, you start to move your hips by yourself wanting more. She brings your lips up into a passionate soft but still somehow rough kisses as she stops guiding your hips, the kiss is broken by your almost porno type moan, Nat starts to pull your top up so that you are now completely naked watching as your tits bounced Infront of her face, she attached her mouth to one of your nipples ''ahh daddy it feels so g-good''

''daddy's little girl'' she says somewhat possessively, she starts to thrust up to meet yours only adding to the pleasure you feel ''fuck you're so tight for daddy''

''ughh daddyyyy'' you moan as she hits that one spot inside you that drives you crazy.

''such a good bunny'' she groans giving a deep thrust after each word fucking you harder as she chases her high ''you going to cum bunny, gonna cum?'' she asks, all you can do is nod in reply to much pleasure running through your body for you to be able to speak ''wait for daddy then, okay?'' you knew she wasn't really asking you; she was telling you. It was getting harder to hold by the second, because each thrust, she met with yours got deeper and harder the feeling in your stomach almost becoming unbearable and it was just when you were about fall undone that you felt her warm cum start to fill you up.

'' cum for daddy bunny, cum with me'' and so you did, and you squirted everywhere, it was only once you and Nat where both down for your highs that you realised what you have done, you hide your face in her chest making her laugh.

''what's wrong bunny?'' she asked finding the way you were acting adorable.

''I... everywhere...'' she only laughs at your embarrassment

''oh, bunny daddy loved that you did that you made daddy so so proud squirting everywhere like a good little bunny''

''can I stay here and warm you?'' you asked

''such a good bunny for her daddy'' she smiles

she then realises she had streamed the whole thing not that she was going to tell you that tho.

Çıkarmama izin verme, içine boşalt.

I want to be on this journey so bad

Confused

I blink, staring at the ceiling. My head feels… weird. Like I just woke up from the deepest sleep of my life, but my brain is full of static.

Something’s wrong.

I sit up, groggy, rubbing my face. My fingers sink into something soft. I pull and long silky strands slip between my fingers. Blonde.

I freeze.

That’s not right. My hair is short and brown. I pull again, harder this time, but the golden locks stay attached. No, no, no…this isn’t….this can’t be…

My heart pounds as I scramble up, only to feel a strange weight on my chest. My arms press against something soft, and…oh god. I look down.

Two round, perky breasts sit right there. On me.

No. I…I don’t…

I grab them instinctively, feeling their shape, their weight, the warmth of my own hands against them.  They’re sensitive. Have they always felt like this?

I stand on shaky legs, the room tilting as I rush toward the mirror. I have to see. I have to.

The girl in the reflection is stunning.

She can’t be me.

Long, wavy blonde hair, big blue eyes, soft, kissable lips. Her body is toned and curvy in all the right places, her skin impossibly smooth. She’s wearing a tiny red bikini that barely covers her…my figure.

I lift a shaking hand to my face. The reflection does the same.

That’s me.

No. No, this is wrong. I had brown hair. I was taller. I was a guy.

But if I was so sure, then why… why can’t I remember my own name?

I know I was a guy.

But I press my thighs together and nearly collapse when I feel the horrifying absence between them.  I put my hand to the warm, wet slit where a penis should be.  It feels so good.

I try to focus, to distract myself from this feeling, but my head feels like mush. My thoughts are sluggish and warm, slipping away the moment I reach for them. Why can’t I think?

I was…I was smart.  Right?

I wrap my arms around myself, trying to ground myself, trying to fight back the haze creeping into my thoughts.

This isn’t right.

I’m not supposed to be like this.

Am I?

I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself, but it only makes things worse. My chest rises and falls in a way that feels … natural?

I stare at my reflection, searching for something that will prove this is all some kind of mistake. But as I move, adjusting my stance, shifting my hips, I don’t feel clumsy or awkward. In fact, I move with a kind of effortless grace I don’t remember ever having.

I don’t remember ever walking like this, but somehow, I just know how to sway my hips in a way that draws attention. I don’t remember wearing makeup before, but when I reach for the vanity, my hands move on their own, uncapping a lipstick and applying it with perfect precision. My lips pout instinctively, and…oh god.

I look hot.

No. No, no, no, this isn’t me! I’m not a girl! I’m not supposed to want to look sexy!

But then… why does it feel good?

My eyes flick toward the door. I should be panicking. I should be looking for a way to fix this, to undo whatever the hell happened to me. Instead, I catch myself thinking about going out.  About walking through a crowded place, feeling eyes on me.

Not just any eyes. Men’s eyes.

The thought makes my stomach flutter, a strange, electric excitement I don’t understand. My mind flashes with images of strong hands on my waist, warm lips against my neck, deep voices murmuring in my ear.

I shudder, my thighs pressing together. There’s that feeling again.  That warm, intoxicating feeling.

No! I…I wasn’t into guys! I was straight! I liked…

But what did I like?

The more I try to remember, the fuzzier it gets. I should be freaking out. I should be trying to fight this.

But, what if I just…lean into it? Just for a little while?

What’s the harm?

Maybe I was wrong.  Maybe I’ve always been a hot, sexy woman.  Maybe I’ve always desired buff, dominant, Alpha males.  Maybe I’ve always wanted to get pounded by their massive dicks over and over and over again.

Yeah, the more I think about it. That seems right.

I must have just been confused.

I would love to have this done

Remaking this post since I’m pretty sure it got deleted, and a lot of people found it very helpful. This is a medical diagram of before and after bottom surgery for trans femmes.