Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

[purple mattress]

Tell us about some troon you saw or met. I want to hear some horror stories, or general tranny nonsense.

edit: Forgot to mention a recent meeting that made me want to make this thread. Friend I met though card games is a FTM chaser, fine guy besides that. Anyways, he brings his 'boyfriend' who last week he told us was genderfluid to a hangout with us. Just the most boring chick I have ever met, trans is her only personality trait besides liking anime way too much. Chick was 5'0ft, shaved blue hair, with huge fucking tits, and of course, fat. Atleast make a effort if you get so pissed when I say she, lol.

 

[AnnLurker]

Met a few. And know one that was put on Testosterone accidently until she was an adult only to find out she was genetically female. She's also the one that isn't crazy, but man I think that would seriously fuck with my sense of self hard core.

Others were typical. Most trans around here aren't hyper troonish, but the worst one was a guy who was not only trans but a furry and he would never take his god damn tail off and it smells like cum and shit all day. Bright blue hair and calls himself Krystal, like from the Star Fox game I shit you not.

 

[BluntyBitch]

This fall I was visiting .minnesota , lots of small lakes and beaches, walking we see what appears to be a mixed woman from behind in a pink dress, cowboy boots, and the long fro-ish mixed hair, but was a dude when it turned around. Had to be like maybe 19, 20. Asked me for a ciggie. All I had was a broken black n mild in my pocket and dude took it.

That Adams apple tho.

 

[Sailor Kim Jong Moon]

Alright this is embarassing

Before I hit peak trans, I saw an obvious, hideous Troon with black painted nails working at a vegan restaurant. He was also wearing a grotesque frilly autumn leaf dress & had a really bad hairline. His voice was super deep when he took orders too.

I felt so embarrassed for the obvious freak I stammered out “I… I love your nail polish.” Just to make him feel better?

Now I know this man probably went home afterwards and got on Reddit bragging about how they totes pass and are one of the girls now!

Female socialization is a curse, man.

 

[Brett DeLawyer]

First troon I ever saw was a 6’5” giant with linebacker shoulders browsing the women’s section at a thrift store I frequent. It was wearing a spaghetti strap tank top that was at least two sizes too small, a knee-length pleated skirt (of course,) and a headband that pushed back its long, stringy, unwashed brown hair to really make the male pattern baldness pop.

It was also wearing a flower print face mask, I assume to disguise its lantern jaw, but you could see the (unkempt) masculine brow and Adam’s apple if you were on the goddamn International Space Station. Every single time I or another actual woman went down an aisle it was in, it quickly fled to another aisle.

The store sadly does not carry clothing made for giants, let alone giants who are pretending they are smol, dainty women. It left without making a purchase.

Later saw another one at that same thrift store, but that one looked like a 20-something dangerhair version of current year Robert Smith. It also did the “flee the aisle” thing, and left without making a purchase.

A work friend of my husband’s did get “it’s ma’am”d recently though, which I find hilarious. He was so mad about it lmfao.

 

[Mariposa Electrique]

I don't do much grocery shopping, but I wanted to stock up on a few holiday ingredients a week ago for Christmas because I always procrastinate in writing a list. Keep in mind, it was extremely late, maybe 1 AM. It was also extremely cold, in the low 30s. In walks a Troon with badly dyed hair in black slutty dress (huge fucking feet). The people in the area I was in just froze up and looked at each other, then went back to what they were doing. The only line that was open was the one closest to the doors, and I was maybe 2 people behind this person. When he got up to put up his stuff on the belt, he started flirting with the male cashier who must have been in his 20s. Generally, natives speak amongst each other in Galego, but this person spoke in Castellano (Spanish). The cashier responded to this tranny, "Me gustan las chicas, tío." Needless to say, the guy proceeded to argue with the cashier that he was indeed a woman and threw a hissy fit and threatened to speak with the manager. He then took off and everyone began laughing.

 

[norbo]

Saw a group of them irl at the grocery store a month ago. The kind of ones like you would see at the Troon Ranch where they make alpacas want to die.

One was 6 ft and maybe 300 lbs while the other 2 were probably 5'6" and upwards of 200. All of them were stringy haired, two were bug eyed, 5 o'clock shadows and wearing like bizarre emo girl outfits except for the largest one who had on a tank top and a rainbow skirt with addidas shoes. The word "passing" would only apply when they were driving down a highway. They didn't even seem to be buying anything. Had a cart with next to nothing in it and really just seemed to be enjoying being disgusting looking in public which I feel would probably coincide with their particular fetish. I was actually excited because the first thing I thought was "I bet I can identify their car out in the parking lot without an issue. I went ahead and got my groceries and checked out. As I walked outside, there it was. Didn't take me more than 3 seconds. Lime Green tiny suv looking sorta deal. I want to say Kia but I'm doing it from memory. More importantly were the bumper stickers of which there were a great many.

1. Star Wars Rebel Alliance logo (from the newer trilogy where they modified it)
2. Couple Hogwarts related things
3. Pride flag bumper sticker
4. Something like "trans lives matter"
5. MLP (No... I'm not joking) at least 4 of them
6. Something with a fuckin unicorn
7. Joe Biden 2020

You might say, "Norbo. You didn't see them get in or out of that vehicle. You can't possibly know for sure that its their car. What if it's just a super dedicated male ally who enjoys being pegged by his 'girlfriend'."

To you I might say, "You're retarded".

Incredible experience. Felt like a safari. I'd like to record something like that if it ever happens again and then just do some VO work by a british person since they always do the nature documentary voiceovers.

 

[Pissmaster]

A store I go to every now and then hired a new employee, a short fat girl with blue hair wearing a trans flag pin on her shirt, with "he/him" written on it. She was working the cash register, and had put zero effort into changing her voice to sound the slightest bit masculine.

 

[Blitzsneed]

First troon I ever saw was a 6’5” giant with linebacker shoulders browsing the women’s section at a thrift store I frequent. It was wearing a spaghetti strap tank top that was at least two sizes too small, a knee-length pleated skirt (of course,) and a headband that pushed back its long, stringy, unwashed brown hair to really make the male pattern baldness pop.

It was also wearing a flower print face mask, I assume to disguise its lantern jaw, but you could see the (unkempt) masculine brow and Adam’s apple if you were on the goddamn International Space Station.

This is fucking horrifying. At least I got the privilege to work from home and only go outside for grocieries. Never seen them in the wild (yet) and I prefer to delay the inevitable.

 

[R00T]

Saw a bearded lady in a dress at the beach once. They glared a me a few times and it was pretty weird.

 

[JULAY]

I don't do much grocery shopping, but I wanted to stock up on a few holiday ingredients a week ago for Christmas because I always procrastinate in writing a list. Keep in mind, it was extremely late, maybe 1 AM. It was also extremely cold, in the low 30s. In walks a Troon with badly dyed hair in black slutty dress (huge fucking feet). The people in the area I was in just froze up and looked at each other, then went back to what they were doing. The only line that was open was the one closest to the doors, and I was maybe 2 people behind this person. When he got up to put up his stuff on the belt, he started flirting with the male cashier who must have been in his 20s. Generally, natives speak amongst each other in Galego, but this person spoke in Castellano (Spanish). The cashier responded to this tranny, "Me gustan las chicas, tío." Needless to say, the guy proceeded to argue with the cashier that he was indeed a woman and threw a hissy fit and threatened to speak with the manager. He then took off and everyone began laughing.

The funniest part of this story is that the cashier called him Uncle.

OK, my turn. The last time I was visiting my hometown, which is an extremely small town in Appalachia, I went to the local McDonalds to get a Filet-O-Fish, because they're awesome and they don't have them on the menu where I live, which is why I never go to McDonalds here.

Anyway, I go into the store, and they have all of these newfangled touch screen order things, and I'm thinking, "OK, sweet. I won't have to interact with any fucking weirdos while I'm here." I used to work at the same McDonalds when I was in high school, and it's always been a magnet for rejects and weirdos, like every fast food or similarly shitty low wage job.

It hadn't occurred to me that someone was going to have to actually BRING me my food, until this giant hulking troon (at least 6'3" and about 250 lbs) with, I shit you not, pink bows in his braided hair, a rainbow necklace, and pink painted nails walks over and says in the most disturbing voice I've ever heard (imagine Isaac Hayes with a falsetto), "Sir? Did you order the Filet-O-Fish?" My jaw literally dropped... I kind of stuttered out, "Um, yeah" and couldn't believe what I was seeing. Mind you, the county in question voted about 80% for Trump in the last election.

He gives me my bag, and then fucking winks at me and says. "See you later, cutie!" I almost threw up in my mouth. I have resolved never to visit McDonalds again when I'm back home. Seriously, what in the actual fuck has it come to when someone like that is deemed fit to interact with the public?

 

[Mariposa Electrique]

The funniest part of this story is that the cashier called him Uncle.

LOL, yes, it's kind of our version of dude, but it's almost always used by young people when speaking to older men.

 

[mario if smoke weed]

About a year ago I had a next-door neighbor who was an middle-age troon who wove a Biden flag and a cotton candy fag flag on his porch. He sent his mom to the old folks' home so he could move in his sex therapist and have a threesome with him and his gf, who was probably a troon too. Luckily I didn't see much of him, but good god he was ugly. I think he was part of the reason why I hit "peak trans" and stopped tolerating that bs.

 

[theshep]

My best mate's weed dealer is a MTF tranny. I've been to his place a couple of times. Nice enough guy, but a generic AGP looking tranny. The sort of guy who in the old days would have just had a crossdressing fetish that he kept secret.

 

[Iron Jaguar]

Incredible experience. Felt like a safari. I'd like to record something like that if it ever happens again and then just do some VO work by a british person since they always do the nature documentary voiceovers.

Regarding the car thing, they're the same here in Australia. - The fatter and uglier the Troon or lesbian, the more likely they are to drive a bright metallic green Suzuki Swift or maybe a Jimny.

 

[ToroidalBoat]

Back when I lived in a bigger and more leftist city, there was a guy working at a convenience store who talked like a girl and had hair like one (dunno if he was "transgender" though).

And back in the '00s, I saw a girl with hair in a short military-like "buzz cut". I think she was a "FTM", and she spoke at some "transgender awareness thing", IIRC.

 

[Feline Supremacist]

So in NYC I was used to seeing and meeting transsexuals who made a real effort to look like women. They were pretty much into men, in other words, not autogynephiles. I gave one in my UWS building a bunch of Laura Ashley dresses that were passed down to me but weren't my style. He then proceed to trawl the transsexual club scene in my aunt's clothes. Whatever, NYC has always had a fuckton of gay men and transsexuals but recently, the troons pushed them out. Despite knowing that when I saw a balding troon in a short skirt and high heels, with a five o'clock shadow and hairy legs, I was surprised. And disgusted. That must have been the reaction of riders on the 1 train in the Bronx because everyone at the bus stop was staring at it. It had an angry look on its face, probably because it could sense what we were thinking: You will never be a woman.

Since it was the Bronx and not Chelsea or even the UWS, there was a good chance of it being beaten to a pulp if it went into a rage, so it stayed silent. The "Transwomen are real women" mantra doesn't work past W125th Street.

 

[theshep]

Despite knowing that when I saw a balding troon in a short skirt and high heels, with a five o'clock shadow and hairy legs, I was surprised. And disgusted.

This goes back to what I was saying and it makes me feel archaic. Back in those days, there were crossdressers who kept their shit at home. These days, it's mainstream and supposed to be accepted and validated.

 

[Witthel]

I went to Golden Corral with my family once and briefly saw this hideous black troon with one of the most square and masculine faces I've ever seen.

 

[AnnLurker]

So in NYC I was used to seeing and meeting transsexuals who made a real effort to look like women. They were pretty much into men, in other words, not autogynephiles. I gave one in my UWS building a bunch of Laura Ashley dresses that were passed down to me but weren't my style. He then proceed to trawl the transsexual club scene in my aunt's clothes. Whatever, NYC has always had a fuckton of gay men and transsexuals but recently, the troons pushed them out. Despite knowing that when I saw a balding troon in a short skirt and high heels, with a five o'clock shadow and hairy legs, I was surprised. And disgusted. That must have been the reaction of riders on the 1 train in the Bronx because everyone at the bus stop was staring at it. It had an angry look on its face, probably because it could sense what we were thinking: You will never be a woman.

Since it was the Bronx and not Chelsea or even the UWS, there was a good chance of it being beaten to a pulp if it went into a rage, so it stayed silent. The "Transwomen are real women" mantra doesn't work past W125th Street.

That's what I find so strange about this shit. Transsexuals used to be fairly rare and tried hard as fuck to look the part.
Why the hell did wanting to chop your dick off while being an ugly bald fuck end up becoming so popular?