Megathread SRS and GRS surgeons and associated horrors - the medical community of experimental surgeons, the secret community of home butchers

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Seriously, just take a look at a site like Transbucket - where users upload pictures of their SRS results and rate their experience. Even if they've clearly been botched, they'll try desperately to sugarcoat it.
Here's a random example, literally the most recently updated submission on Transbucket as I write this:
https://www.transbucket.com/pins/16550

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And as you can see for yourself, the surgery has not made her look like a man in any way, LMAO. What is the POINT ???

And when she recovers, if she recovers, this misled woman will almost certainly just be a midget of a man, trying to get a place in the male gay community, which will kindly reply, thanks but no thanks. All this for nothing. But she might still report on questionnaires being 'happy' as her new self because admitting the opposite to yourself would shatter the hole soapbell.
 
How does being castrated (in whatever form) affect the odds of prostate cancer?

I don't know if this is possible, but imagine if a female lion started assuming the role of a male lion. This female lion is now king of the pride, grows out a regal mane, gets the best cuts of gazelle, and maybe even mounts some bitches. What the lion probably wouldn't do is cut its arm off and sew the fleshy stump onto its genitals, because that kind of neurotic thinking requires a human. I wonder if bonobos do this?
Actually, most forms of prostate cancer grow abundantly in the presence of testosterone, so getting the snip obliterates the risk of prostate cancer (or even benign prostate hyperplasia, which is extremely common in older men).

Maned female lionesses actually exist in the wild. However, neither the ruling male(s) or the other females in the pride view the maned lionesses as a male. The testosterone might make them infertile, but the males don't view them as competition, nor do they exhibit male-typical dominance behaviors.
 
There's a weird parallel to this stuff in the world of actual women: radical home birth. People who have high risk home births (like breech, twins, VBAC, "midwife" with license fresh off laser printer) report extremely high rates of satisfaction. They frequently report being satisfied with the experience even if the baby is critically injured or dies. There's an entire thread of one of these horror shows, The Emphatic Nutritionist.

The dedication that people have to defending incredibly stupid things they've done is quite striking. People who cut off their dicks and end up with sinkholes or main themselves and their babies report much higher rates of satisfaction with their choices than ordinary people getting, idk, hernia surgery.
 
long article in NY Mag about phalloplasty (archive). the whole thing could have been sourced from this thread and is worth a read.
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My Penis, Myself: I didn’t need a penis to be a man. But I needed one to be me.​

By Gabriel Mac

Literally this straight from the article:
“Once, a pre-op 52-year-old Black man who was struggling with money and his disability and insurance asked if having a penis was really going to make a difference, relieve any of this pain he was barely surviving, and I watched as the post-op group members calmly assured him that, yes, it would. If he could just hang on, hang on, hang in there.”

Remember Stumpdick talking about her flesh abomination like a literal infant? So does this woman
There’s a scene in Disney’s original Dumbo when the child elephant’s mom cradles him in her trunk and sings to him, exuding love. Quietly, but wholly. As a kid feeling utterly unheld by this world, I hated it.

As a grown man in a hospital bed, chest loosely draped with a gown in a low-lit December room, I looked down in the direction of a penis I’d assumed would be covered in bandages — but then there it just was. Laid out at an angle toward my left thigh, propped on a green cloth. And I, awed and heartful and weeping, sang that song to it.

Ba-by mine, la na na naaaaaaaaa.

Listen to trans voices! They’re unhinged, and clearly mentally ill.
I had to skim it after a few paragraphs because I couldn't take the insane woman's word vomit. It's like she was cycling through manic and numb phases during this whole process and no one even noticed. She seems more unstable then most FTMs and that's saying something.

Another day, I lay on a couch staring into a shaft of sunlight coming through a window, listening to “Can’t Find My Way Home” on repeat, tears quietly streaming. The sensation was foreign so a little bit scary, but I think the feeling I was feeling was what people mean when they say calm.

At other moments, I was so overwhelmed by floods of repressed rage and grief that all I could do was open my mouth and start screaming. (....) out of desperation, I started making up lyrics to “The Sound of Silence” (Hello, penis, my new frieeennd), cry-singing out my struggle through an epic that ended up probably 17 verses long.
Why is she constantly singing, other than immaturity?
 
This is an excellent study, but I'm astonished that in Sweden researchers can apparently just look up whether you've been in the psych hospital. They claim the data was "analyzed anonymously", but still.

Seems like the peer-reviewed authors aren't too impressed with survey studies either.
Two little things:

1. Sweden is pretty renowned in the world of public health and epidemiology for having excellent long-term population data for various historical reasons, so they are indeed the country whose findings you should take seriously (all else being equal)

2. I am not Swedish but there is no way the researchers were able to just look that stuff up; researchers who want access to certain data sets would have had to apply for it to whatever body is in charge of that kind of thing. They probably had to submit an application of some kind with their credentials saying they were doing X and needed Y data and then got approved.


More info on Sweden:

 
"I lay on a couch...listening to “Can’t Find My Way Home” on repeat, tears quietly streaming....I think the feeling I was feeling was what people mean when they say calm."

When I picture "calm," I do not picture "crying so much that tears are streaming down my face", but okay

"Out of desperation, I started making up lyrics to “The Sound of Silence” (Hello, penis, my new frieeennd), cry-singing out my struggle through an epic that ended up probably 17 verses long."

If you just skim over that quote it comes off as a joke, like "haha I was making up lyrics to Sound of Silence to deal with stress, I'm so silly." But read it again: she's actually crying and singing. Just average dude things, you know, weeping and singing Simon & Garfunkel to her fake dick.
 
I had to skim it after a few paragraphs because I couldn't take the insane woman's word vomit. It's like she was cycling through manic and numb phases during this whole process and no one even noticed. She seems more unstable then most FTMs and that's saying something.


Why is she constantly singing, other than immaturity?
I posted this in another thread. It's bonkers:

This is the same person, Mac McClelland/ Gabriel Mac :

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I wonder if the doctors who signed off the phalloplasty knew about it. Their patient witnessed a sex attack and decided to recreate it. She then wrote articles about it. She then got surgeries to remove her tits and create a fake wang. She then wrote articles about it...

Anyone spot a trend?
 
There’s a scene in Disney’s original Dumbo when the child elephant’s mom cradles him in her trunk and sings to him, exuding love. Quietly, but wholly. As a kid feeling utterly unheld by this world, I hated it.

As a grown man in a hospital bed, chest loosely draped with a gown in a low-lit December room, I looked down in the direction of a penis I’d assumed would be covered in bandages — but then there it just was. Laid out at an angle toward my left thigh, propped on a green cloth. And I, awed and heartful and weeping, sang that song to it.

Ba-by mine, la na na naaaaaaaaa.

Nothing says “I’m a sane and competent adult” like weeping while singing a Disney song to your harvested thigh flesh that was crudely fashioned into a “penis”, which has a high probability of becoming necrotic.
 
Found a video of a britbong detrans who got her tits cut off. I'll link it but here's a synopsis;
Starts trooning out in her teens, is able to get on hormones relatively quickly by going private, possibly suggesting affluent family. Misses out on normal teenage experiences, dating in particular, due to obsessing with transition. Describes their transition as a kind of consumerism. Admits to not being happier as a trans man. Grew up tomboyish but eventually grew into having more feminine interests, which then had to be suppressed in order to be more masculine/pass better as a boy.
Turns 19/20 and starts thinking about the long term future (i.e; how the fuck am i gonna have kids as a troon). Begins constantly having daydreams/fantasies about pregnancy, having babies, and even being a housewife. (sidenote; not to be a simp, but the way she talks about wanting these things is actually kinda cute and wholesome and endearing, which only makes the whole thing even sadder)
Then covid lockdowns happen, providing her with the opportunity to spend some time in her own head, and not be able to distract herself and pretend everything is fine. Realizes the whole thing was one big fuck up.
Edit: She also mentions while she was transitioning she "didn't hang out with the best people". Could possibly mean she was groomed into it, or at least her friends were egging her on. Or it could just mean hanging out with LGBT teenagers means you're kinda forced to be exposed to toxicity and mental illness by default.

when she was trooning out she looked like one of those Milo Stuart type troons. Where I can clearly tell you were born a girl and you're just not that attractive as a man.
Silver lining tho is apart from no tits and a slightly deeper voice, there doesn't seem to be too much damage and she's actually rather pretty as a girl.
And reminder, this is in the UK, where transitioning is considerably more restricted than in the US.
 
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What if they really hate trannies and fags, and want to make sure they can never reproduce?
Of course they do. I thought this went without saying?

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Of course they do. I thought this went without saying?

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Oh my god, this.. I feel bad for them, like yes it was their decision but honestly society shouldn’t be encouraging mentally ill people to go down this path and for things to get to this point. Reacted with feels because that is the closest reaction to “this is awful and I feel sorry for them”.
 
Oh my god, this.. I feel bad for them, like yes it was their decision but honestly society shouldn’t be encouraging mentally ill people to go down this path and for things to get to this point. Reacted with feels because that is the closest reaction to “this is awful and I feel sorry for them”.
Yeah but if you have told this person before srs that he or she shouldn't do it because it's dangerous you would have been called transphobic and an oppressor etc.

Troons very rarely listen to advice. Only when they get harmed to the point that their delusions get destroyed they are able to realize what a dumb idea it was.

It's sad but they have to get seriously injured before they can think somewhat clearly and sometimes not even then can they stop being r.etards who think even more surgery is the solution.
 
Yeah but if you have told this person before srs that he or she shouldn't do it because it's dangerous you would have been called transphobic and an oppressor etc.

Troons very rarely listen to advice. Only when they get harmed to the point that their delusions get destroyed they are able to realize what a dumb idea it was.

It's sad but they have to get seriously injured before they can think somewhat clearly and sometimes not even then can they stop being r.etards who think even more surgery is the solution.
Uh yeah but they have to tell a therapist that they really really want a sleeve of festering necrotic flesh on their arm and a dog chew toy """""penis""""" before they go through with it so all good
 
Dyu think alot of this shit would be fixed by switching to Japan's rules for troons? Over there apparently you can't get your name and gender legally changed till you've had SRS. Making them have to face the reality of mutilation BEFORE society gives them the uwu heccin VALIDation they crave might snap some troons out of it. The really far gone AGP's like Yaniv will probably still go through with it, but I think being able to get a load of validation before the extreme changes might make it easier to fall down this rabbit hole
 
Dyu think alot of this shit would be fixed by switching to Japan's rules for troons? Over there apparently you can't get your name and gender legally changed till you've had SRS. Making them have to face the reality of mutilation BEFORE society gives them the uwu heccin VALIDation they crave might snap some troons out of it. The really far gone AGP's like Yaniv will probably still go through with it, but I think being able to get a load of validation before the extreme changes might make it easier to fall down this rabbit hole

Their biggest mistake was not gatekeeping and letting anyone self-id
 
Nothing says “I’m a sane and competent adult” like weeping while singing a Disney song to your harvested thigh flesh that was crudely fashioned into a “penis”, which has a high probability of becoming necrotic.

A lot of FtM seem to talk or sing sweetly to their new penises.
Give me all the puzzles you want but imho it’s a misdirected form of maternal instinct.
People who undergo SRS and the like obviously have a very complicated relationship with their bodies and we are talking about young and very young women who just said goodbye to their fertility and are living through enormous hormonal changes.
Idk seems like a subconscious form of mourning.
 
A lot of FtM seem to talk or sing sweetly to their new penises.
Give me all the puzzles you want but imho it’s a misdirected form of maternal instinct.
People who undergo SRS and the like obviously have a very complicated relationship with their bodies and we are talking about young and very young women who just said goodbye to their fertility and are living through enormous hormonal changes.
Idk seems like a subconscious form of mourning.

It's really is a common female behavior to lullaby sing as a soothing mechanism and/or coping mechanism. When you get so overwhelmed with negative or difficult emotions singing can oftentimes be the response especially when it comes to personal trauma. If you've experienced a lot of direct death for example it's really common, in close relationships, for the female members to sing softly to the dying. Or just as common when dealing with family who're sick. Probably because it ties you back to when your mother would sing you to sleep as a child and they're trying to capture that sort of comfort and soothing. Sometimes there's just no words for something so the best option is a lullaby or short lullaby-esque song because it keeps you talking without having to directly face the grief, yea.
 
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