Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

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One of my online friends became a tranny. FtM. I’m glad she’s only an online friend and not an IRL one so I can watch the chaos from afar. She got testosterone pills from some skeevy website because the NHS has a huge waiting list, ballooned and got one of those shitty skinny italian mafia boss style moustaches from the testosterone and a weirdly gravelly but obviously feminine voice and body. And the obligatory stupidly coloured grease laden hair and a million rejected facial piercings, the uniform of every ‘not like other girls!’ FtM/EnBy.

I feel sorry for her, but every now and then she posts a meme about having no self esteem and hating everything about her body and it’s like… you think permanently mutilating your body into some man made eldritch abomination that isn’t even reversible is going to solve that? I don’t understand this epidemic of troonism at all, there’s no self awareness. Geez I don’t have the best self esteem ever but you don’t catch me signing up to install a bursting flesh sausage between my legs. I just go ham on therapy and do a hobby or something I feel good at.

(Tbf she hasn’t had any surgeries yet. I hope she doesn’t. She’s mentally ill not transgender.)

Then again she has done what every troon or minority seems to do which is turn to e-begging to pay rent. It always makes me laugh, the cheek of it. ‘I’ve got a rotpocket, pay my rent‘. I mean, really?
 
A while ago I was taking the train, and there was a dude sitting across from me talking really loudly to an uncomfortable-looking stranger. I'd seen this dude a few times before, and always assumed he was a guy. Until he stood up and revealed he was wearing a skirt and high heels.
He made no attempt to pass - short brown obviously-male hair and stubble. Voice was not at all feminine either. Thank god I didn't look at his legs. Still not quite sure if he was an MtF or just highly, highly autistic. Probably both.
 
Walking around town with a family member, we run into a very fat, very flamboyant gay man who says hello to her. Turns out he's a coworker so she introduces us. "This is Mae, she's the new associate in my department."

Mae is, I must reiterate, the most stereotypical gay man you will ever meet, other than being obese. Gay voice. Gay mannerisms. "Oh honey!" Obviously male face. Obviously male body. Not wearing women's clothing.

I had to say something. After we walked away I said "you do know that's a man, right?"

"REALLY??"

I don't even know anymore.
 
Ok this might fuck me but there's been three new kids doing bagging at my job and they're all Aydens and it's like.... so the hiring manager is a well passing ftm but why are a majority of new hires just college aged girls going through the but I'm really a man phase??? Like, out of four people to fill in for the Thanksgiving rush, three are ftms. This can't be a fucking coincidence.
 
Ok this might fuck me but there's been three new kids doing bagging at my job and they're all Aydens and it's like.... so the hiring manager is a well passing ftm but why are a majority of new hires just college aged girls going through the but I'm really a man phase??? Like, out of four people to fill in for the Thanksgiving rush, three are ftms. This can't be a fucking coincidence.
Because your hiring manager is a butch lesbian who's in denial and wants to 'help' mentally ill girls. Watch the hiring manager very carefully while she's around your co-workers; she may have good intentions, or she may be a predator looking for easy to manipulate targets.
 
so. I have a lot of experience with trannies, both sexes and just generally my city has a lot of them. my encounters with trannies are unremarkable to me, a standard and usually fairly indifferent occurence that is brief and passing. I hate them, but I choose peace and am courteous as is my standard conduct.

but I had a bizarre experience on tinder the other day that I'm really not sure what to make of.

although I'm not entirely sure if this person was really male, I'm going to refer to him as he/him for simplicity's sake.
so I'm on tinder just for fun, laughs and good times. matched with this 25 year old guy calling himself 'Declan'. in retrospect, a very Aidenish name. Declan is slighter and more delicately boned than I generally prefer but is very cute and fit and seems fun, groomed and well presented from his profile. there's actually a video of him dancing in a club that is pretty fucking camp - a red flag really, but I'm trying to be more open minded these days and consider he's just goofing off and it's more proof he's a fun and laid back kinda guy. a couple of his photos have obviously been edited a little, but that's pretty standard these days. there's no close ups but close enough to pass the initial screen. solo shots only, but that's okay, I can find out his height later. there's a typical beach pic in board shorts...but he's facing away from the camera. he has a nice back, which helped my decision to match.

he looks "vaguely Mediterranean" so his odd texting style I put down to english as second language. there's a lot of that out there as my city is popular with travellers. they have a slightly quainter way of phrasing things and will use endearments like 'love' and 'honey' without really much meaning behind it whereas native english speakers would tend to only use terms like that in more emotionally invested relationships. they're a bit more 'romantic' in their flirtation style. so Declan's messages are along these lines and I figure he's just a typical sweet talking European who's still grasping the language.

so after a couple of light back and forths over a few days - which, in hindsight, were suspiciously chaste - he suggests meeting up and I say what I always say - video chat first. gotta make sure people are real and that I am actually attracted.

so from the very first second the call connected, something was off. he had the phone on a surface below him, so he was looking down into the camera. he was looking "casually" away from the camera as the image came up, and then turned and looked down at it in a very deliberately "cool" way. it all felt like a very staged moment. now look, a lot of people are uncomfortable getting on video and will go to some effort to control conditions (me included). so I can pass people being a little bit awkward, especially at first. but the second he started speaking and I heard that nasally vocal fry every nerve jangled and and an alarmed inner voice shrieked TRANNY! IT'S A TRANNY!

I have a lot of experience with TIFs. I'm very familiar with the particular quirks of their characteristics. Declan is hitting all of them. I can see instantly he's very short (dealbreaker for me). MAJOR gay face - soft and femmey looking despite the (patchy, I suddenly realise) facial hair. okay, but some men just have faggy looking faces. they can't help it. I notice his jawline and overall bone structure is a lot softer than his photos had really shown, and his nose is rounded and snubbed in a very female way. I suddenly realise the positioning of the phone is to make him look more masculine - which is something real males are concerned with too, so not necessarily proof of anything. A short beard that is thin and doesn't go all the way up his jawline - although this could be a possible styling choice, or because he is still young and it's filling in. the lispy, slightly higher-pitched yet croaky voice. the mannerisms - not just the flappy wrist and girlish hand gestures, but the self-consciously 'masc' posture and studied nonchalance. I have seen this in TIFs a thousand times - an imitation of male body language and mannerisms that nonetheless is repeatedly betrayed by their fundamental femaleness unconsciously breaking through. it gives them an overall quality that can only be described as faggy.

but that's the thing. many gay and very real male people also have these characteristics, and they are the actual people this stereotype is based on. I know males who are effeminate and camp exist. I have been in their presence as much as I have been in the presence of TIFs. I also know that some men are just small and have more delicate features. and that men of meditteranean backgrounds often come from deeply homophobic environments that will compel them to pursue women against their underlying desires.

I am really confused, totally unattracted regardless (I cannot stand faggotry in straight males, or at least in the ones I get intimate with), and kinda want to get off the call immediately, but politeness (and maybe a little morbid curiosity) keeps me there, responding to his questions.

even the way he engages in conversation with me doesn't ring as typically male. tinder is hook up focused, and guys tend to be flirty and a little cheeky sometimes. banter is a big part of building attraction. getting to the point - when do we get face to face - is the standard.

but Declan wants to have a full 'let's get to know each other' conversation. he's a little awkward and inept, but he sincerely tries, which is admirable to be honest - none of this is easy, so I'll give him props for the effort. in contrast to the typical guys I match with, who tend to talk about themselves (I know the intention is to prove why I should be hot for them so I think it's cute), Declan stays focused on asking me about myself. problem is, that he asks questions like "so tell me about your hobbies and interests', which are forced and unnatural. for me the video chat is really just a quick hello to screen and ensure the potential for attraction is carrying on from the photos; I way prefer to have more indepth conversations in person. I don't like being on calls for ages in general anway, and I really hate 'fifty questions' style conversations that feel more like interviews. even this performance of expressing interest in me rings more female. I get even more turned off and know I need to wrap this up asap. there's also not a shred, that I can detect, of flirtation or sexual agenda there. my mind is still grasping for explanations for the bizarre mix of signals it's getting and I consider that this may just be a guy, possibly gay, seeking friends on tinder as some people do. but no, his profile said he was a straight man hoping to prove this app can work. what the fuck is going on with this guy?

the thing is, he is perfectly nice and respectful and so I don't want to be rude or mean or needlessly callous. I'm not attracted so nothing will be moving forward, and I'm contemplating how to end the call as kindly as possible. he is actually a native english speaker who was born in this country, which puts his more romantic texting stye into a totally different light and I'm concerned he's the type who gets invested too quick (although he could also just be saying things the way he thinks women want to be talked to; I shouldn't be too naive)

I always flag upfront that I work a LOT and don't have a lot of time (and no time to waste), and that day I had worked twelve hours and had told him over text that I was pretty tired and the call was just a vibe check. but it's obvious really quick that he doesn't want to get off the call as he keeps pushing it forward. I have been studying him the whole time, trying to figure out whether this is indeed a TIF or just a very unusually effeminate male. thing is - despite everything else, his shoulders are quite broad. and that's a very male characteristic. if he IS male, I have NEVER known a straight man quite like this. and I have known many an effeminate straight man. in my general experience, straight male effeminancy is distinct from gay male effeminancy. but that's just my experience. if he IS male, I am absolutely certain he is very gay and very in denial. or maybe not in denial. maybe this whole thing is some weird joke or odd experiment. anything is possible on the internet. I just don't know what to make of it all. I just want to get off the call.

as kindly as I can, I awkwardly interject that I'm really tired and need to go to bed. he immediately makes a shocked passive aggressive comment about how short the call has been. it's been about five minutes, which is four minutes longer than I generally prefer. I say goodnight and get off the call and immediately start making a screen recording of his tinder profile while narrating the whole thing to send to my BFF. as I'm doing this, he is messaging me complaining about how short the call was and asking if I'm going to bed. whatever the truth about his backstory, he seems sincerely intent. I'm studying his photos now and his physique really does look very male, even as is face is 100% TIF. in that beach shot, his hips seem very straight, unlike the usual rounded hips that TIFs cannot hide. that video of him dancing, on closer appraisal, is so fucking camp that I should've known better than to match. could've saved us both the awkwardness. I am totally unsure, I just know something was off about it all.

I straight up contemplated asking him if he was trans, both in the call and through text, numerous times. but as I said - he was perfectly nice, and if he was really male that would be sooo offensive and rude. but the way he set off my tranny alarm also made me angry to think of him possibly being deceptive in this way and wanting to confront him about it. in the end I opted not to - I just didn't want to be offensive in that way to a possibly male person who was guilty of nothing except being a bit unacceptably faggy for my sexual/romantic tastes, and a little too desperate.

but that voice...! that characteristic fry that I know so well... those girly mannerisms... the patchy beard and cute little Disney Princess nose!

I ended up just unmatching him, ghosting him essentially. I wish in retrospect I had been a bit kinder and at least said I wasn't interested in pursuing anything, but I was in a stressed out and slightly angry mood and just wanted to be done with it. I still really don't know what to think. I just know that more and more trannies are stealthing on dating apps.
 
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Well that's one I certainly haven't seen used before.

God damn you. You wrote a whole novel and we don't even find out if he's trans or not? Perhaps he simply has hormonal issues.
 
Walking into the mall: Chris Chan lookalike wearing a hot pink power suit/mini skirt that was too large for him. This guy was easily 300 lbs so it must have been like a 5xl suit.

Walking out of the mall: thin and reedy fellow topping 6'3 wearing a crop top and micro-mini skirt. Guy had the reach of a spider monkey-ninja. Coming soon to a ladies' room near you.
 
This thread just dredged up a repressed drunken memory.

Years ago I was out of town out some convention. Was back at the hotel in the evening when I found out some sad news. Went to have a drink or two at a nearby bar, which quickly turned into four or five. In my drunken state I didn't notice this hulking tranny/drag queen had sat next to me. Suddenly I hear "whatcha lookin at sweet cheeks" and turn to notice this massive linebacker tranny in an extremely flamboyant pink tutu style dress with green hair and a shitload of makeup staring down at me. Motherfucker had to be around 6'4" and was built like a marine.

This was years ago before troons were quite as big as they are now, and I hadn't been exposed to them much. I pretty much shut down while he tried to hit on me. Thankfully my autism protected me, and after an uncomfortable 20min or so he left. I've never feared for my safety so much before or since.
 
I'm in a board game group and lately there's been an invasion of troons into it. I've been going once a week for the better part of three years and no troon showed up. But since the end of August there's always been at least one of them there each week. I really want to know what made them suddenly decide to start playing boardgames.
 
There I was this summer, waiting to change planes in Salt Lake City airport, when I beheld some weirdo wearing makeup about as convincing as Heath Ledger's Joker. He also had an "ask me about my pronouns" pin on his backpack.

At first, I thought the heart of Mormon Country was an odd place to find such a specimen. Then I remembered that SLC is one of Delta's major hubs to the West Coast.

He was on my plane headed for Shitsplat Nowhere PNW, but thankfully I didn't have to sit anywhere near him.
 
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I was buying a kimono for my niece with my mom.
I saw a freak with a beard, long hair and a skirt. Like a parody of the lazy femboy/nb freak.

I asked my mom what she thought of that gentleman. She thought it was a girl at first then saw the beard and incel glasses and was ultra confused.

She said: What is this thing? In my country that fucking fag would get beat up.
 
Your name (and presumably) pfp is an Asda Smartprice Sausage

Correct! Here is a handy guide.

ROT SAUSAGE:

- expensive
- falls off
- gets infected
- tastes of nothing
- you get one and if you fuck it up you do not get your original genitals back
- looks like a Smartprice sausage, is supposed to be a penis

ASDA SMARTPRICE SAUSAGE:

- low low price of £1.50
- tastes of something (probably prolapsed arsehole and minced bone but hey it is more pleasurable)
- slightly less infected than its inferior rot sausage counterpart, I would assume
- will not fall to bits the second you breathe on it
- looks like a Smartprice sausage, is a Smartprice sausage
- 20 in a pack! Burn one? Use one to LARP as a Manly Man? There are 18 more identical sausages!

Conclusion, long live the asda Smartprice sausage. Herein ends my sausage related sperg.
 
Ok this might fuck me but there's been three new kids doing bagging at my job and they're all Aydens and it's like.... so the hiring manager is a well passing ftm but why are a majority of new hires just college aged girls going through the but I'm really a man phase??? Like, out of four people to fill in for the Thanksgiving rush, three are ftms. This can't be a fucking coincidence.
I have to be honest, a lot of young supposed FtMs are so poorly passing that I feel like you can't even tell just by looking at them.

There was some girl maybe late teens bagging at a nearby grocery store, and I couldn't figure out if they were genderspecial or if they just got their haircut and style off some tiktok video. At some point you start wondering how committed a person has to be before you can consider them a tranny; basically so long as they don't proceed to physically mutilating themselves I'm happy not to pry.

Then again for MtFs unless you were aware of how they operate it would be easy to confuse them for hobos or the generic mentally insane if you only saw them in public too.
 
The only time i ever met a tranny was in the drive through of a mcdonalds, and that motherfucker messed up my order worst than any nigger ever had time to.

I asked for 1 burger, made the mistake of pulling away without looking in the bag, got home to find 2 buns. 2 fucking buns no lettuce no beef no cheese just 2 motherfucking buns. Threw the receipt out the window so there wasn't no getting a refund either. Ever since that day i truly had a reason to hate troons.
 
The only time i ever met a tranny was in the drive through of a mcdonalds, and that motherfucker messed up my order worst than any nigger ever had time to.

I asked for 1 burger, made the mistake of pulling away without looking in the bag, got home to find 2 buns. 2 fucking buns no lettuce no beef no cheese just 2 motherfucking buns. Threw the receipt out the window so there wasn't no getting a refund either. Ever since that day i truly had a reason to hate troons.
He served you a burger made in his image. No meat.
 
You know that posting such detailed information about all the people in your life counts as self doxxing, right?

I'd be a bit careful. Like by pointing out the bulldyke and such as seperate people from yourself, you are narrowing down the amount of people you could be. Especially if you've ever dropped seemingly innocuous things in your post history here, like indicating your gender, hair colour, weight, etc.

Remember, the average tranny is literally autistic, and willing to dedicate just as much energy to clue hunting as any Farmer. They might be able to create a pretty detailed list of your attributes, and then contact the Troon to get you in trouble. Especially since you've ruled out
Fair concern, but I assumed such could be a possibility when the post was made, hence why I intentionally obscured the name of the tranny and made sure the images were not easily findable via reverse image search tools. Even if this account or postings were to be found out, they'd have to investigate and prove it was me for anything to be done. This is a high turnover minimum wage job anyways so the probability of me or them working there for much longer is low. There is little identifying information, if any at all on my account. This coupled with the fact the tranny links their Twitter porn account with their real name and just posts videos of them lip-syncing with a filter on, and the nonbinary mutant is a furry who both seemingly have no interest or idea what this site is, I have little to worry about.
 
I saw a TIM at the grocery store checkout today who was easily six and a half feet tall, I'm not joking. He was very clearly over a foot taller than me, had that flat man ass in denim booty shorts that were barely clinging on because he has no hips either. I didn't see him from the front or side, so I don't have any other details aside from a cartoonishly long wig, but perhaps that's merciful on me. Looking back, I was worried for a moment just now that others may have noticed me staring in horror, but they would have been too distracted by Lurch's trooned out grandson too. Holy shit.
 
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