It’s an autistic troon laying out ground rules for interaction to self soothe lol. This whole thing is basically a fantasy wishlist of all the things he wishes he could do to any woman he sees. No woman will ever see these rules, much less adhere or appreciate his “efforts” but damnit it’s written down and categorized that he’s a hot girl now, it must be so!
trismesugaki / ririkon__ / Riri / ganbariley / Riley / Razelia / Audrey / Lily / technohexen / Stabbomancer / animehater69 / Lily_DuskVT / Lily_Dusk / Lilydusk / Lily Dusk / Riley Shepard From the London area of the UK but wants to move to Seattle, He likes to play these anime mobile anime games and Final Fantasy, Trooned out in 2013 and is 30 years old.
He claims to have worked on obscure indie game projects for PAX Seattle in 2013, 2014 and 2015 that were shown. These games include Shooter Thing, Shooter Thing 2, Submerged, Nightline Delivery and The Underground.
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Yeah, He's definitely a skitzo type too, This is common with DID / Multiple Personality types which are rare to come across. He keeps referring to himself as "Us" and "We" while believing anime characters are inside of him and switches between these different alters while listing over 12 personalities.
He's a fuckin Vtuber too, Didn't see this one coming. Vtubers aren't that interesting to me but this unique case of DID is something.
Tweets from his Lily_DuskVT account, He's talking to his own accounts too, He's very addicted to Final Fantasy and claims anything happening to the game will affect his system of "others" inside him
When you trick catfish in the mud, you literally do a "come here, come here" with your finger like sluts do.
It's why they do it, it's why it's called catfishing.
The rest of you is in the mud hiding, and your finger sticks out like "come here, come here"
It's one of those troon unicorns I keep hearing about. You know, the one who knows what an iron is.
Seriously, I think this is the first one I've ever seen that didn't still have the fold lines on their cheapass costume.
When ugly people transition, it's no great loss to the dating pool. But it's such a shame when good looking people (like the guy on the left) decide to troonify. Good looking men don't turn into good looking MtFs (the very features that made them good looking as men will interfere with looking good as a woman). Good looking women don't turn into good looking men (though in the cases I've seen it seems like they are deliberately going for maximum uglification).
You immediately know that you are dealing with the wokest of woke if someone uses "of Color" in German as if it makes any sense. Also, yeah, I assume using the German words for "mental illness" and "disability" would sound too negative, but saying it in English makes it cool and special.
This is true for any nonEnglish speaking using English socio/cultural/poltical terms, like gendie Finns going by "they/them" despite that language not having an equivalent.
It goes without saying that strap ons also feel completely different than a penis, I'm sure that if strap on felt like a real penis, even if it's still a strap on, I wouldn't enjoy it. There's nothing attractive about a penis. Strap ons get the luxury of being able to look and feel different from one.
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This tranny was on someone else's livestream using a female avatar. He has a fairly convincing voice. Despite talking about programming and nerd shit it took me over a minute to clock him. One piece of advice that youtube videos give to men trying to imitate female voices is to talk more nasally- apparently women do this, not that I've noticed, but trannies believe this. Another thing they learn is that women have soft breathy voices- that doesn't sound real, but okay. Anyway, this guy way overdid it, which is how I could tell and then I checked his social media to confirm. Lo and behold: View attachment 5736355
I've gotten pretty good at telling when a man is behind a feminine-sounding voice. It's the nasal and the breathiness.
I'm a programmer and I don't sound nasally or soft, I just sound fucking tired.
Tired and angry. I wouldn't soften it up for anyone working with me either because I'm over the fucking age of 30 and act like an adult.
My pills are $200 and not covered by insurance just so I'm not in chronic pain from shitty hormones that I was born with.
Then these fucks get their shit for forty fucking dollars.
One pack only covers me for a month, and theirs covers them for months.
Makes absolutely no fucking sense. This whole world hates women.
Sailayumako / Saila Yumako / saila-yumako / Foxgold / Foxgold11 / Housefoxxy / Foxxyfluff / Seth Trimoon / Scy Bloodmoon / Steven Garrett / Steven E Garrett
Of course he's a 38 year old diaperfur from Glendale-Phoenix Arizona. DOB: 07/17/1985
"Hey, you know what would be funny?" Everett asked as he leaned back against the fridge as he downed his fifth beer of the party. The big drunk wolf chuckled as he looked at his friend, a large bengal tiger before nodding towards a group of awkward party goers. "I bet you a fifty I could get one of them to take a bite of my sausage," the wolf laughed in that way only drunks could; somewhere between hearty belly laughing and a whiny nasal laugh.
"Oh? I'll take that bet," The tiger grinned back at the dumb drunk canine.
Everett snorted as he pushed himself up. He took a step before putting a paw out to brace himself against the tiger's shoulder. "Thanx, bud." the wolf smiled as he looked singling out a shy timid looking fur, a rabbit. "How about him?"
"Only if you want to lose!," the tiger chuckled back.
"Hmph!!!, that's who I choose then," Everett grumbled as he fondled his sheath. His member started to rise to the occasion as he stroked waiting for the rabbit to separate itself from the crowd. The wolf's tail swished back and forth as his buddy chuckled by his side.
"So how are you going to get a veg eater to bite your dick?" The tiger teased the wolf.
"Hmm, Oh I know just watch!" Everett swaggered over to the lapine and whispered in his ear. The rabbit blushed and nodded. With a smug look on his face Everett nodded at the tiger to follow as he led the rabbit outside.
The trio walked into the large and relatively party free backyard till they reached a large grill. Everett winked at the rabbit making him blush even deeper. The long eared fur bent down and started to suckle on the wolf's growing erection. The tiger leaned in to whisper in the wolf's ear.
"What did you tell him?" the tiger was curious as Everett just smiled.
"Start the grill, please" he moaned out as he started to push the rabbit's muzzle farther down till it bumped against a fat musky knot. The tiger just shook his head and proceeded to set up the grill. The rabbit squirmed caught between a hot place and a hard wolf cock. Slowly Everett eased up and let the rabbit come up for air.
"That was a tasty carrot," the rabbit muttered as he looked for a way to scoot past the two preds.
"Oh, if you thought that was tasty, why don't you try it after it has some flavor." Everett smirked at the now confused bunny.
"You aren't gonna eat me?" The rabbit asked, his ears flicking in an agitated state.
"No, of course not." The wolf grinned as he laid his cock onto the warm grill. "I promised a tasty carrot. That lick was just a sample." Everett hissed softly as he pressed the tip of his meat onto the hot metal.
The rabbit flinched, his little nose twitching as the scent of cooked meat teased his senses. "I don't eat meat," he sniffed the air some more. The rich aroma, the slight sizzle of fresh sausage cooking, the large preds surrounding him; it was all foreign, yet alluring to the buck.
"Oh just a nibble won't hurt. Think of it as a grilled carrot," The wolf teased as the tip of his member started to sear. He gave a thumbs up to the tiger as he lifted his member off the grill. "Here, take another taste," he guided the rabbit's head down to the grilled wolf meat.
The rabbit gasped, the first three inches of the wolf's member was red and plump, with dark grill marks zigzagging across it. The sight alone made the rabbit's mouth water slightly, maybe it was because it was taboo or simply against his species nature. He leaned in nibbling the very tip making Everett squirm softly.
"Hey, no teasing," the wolf panted out as the tiger looked on with a smirk. The rabbit continued to nibble, each little taste drove him onward, till finally he opened his muzzle wide, his large front teeth gleaming.
Everett shut his eyes bracing for the bite knowing he had won the bet. The buck didn't disappoint as he snapped his jaws close. The flat incisors tore into the cooked flesh easily separating the first three inches of the wolf's member. The wolf gasped and moaned spurting pre out his now six inch cock.
"Well looks like you managed to do it." The tiger said disappointedly.
The rabbit meanwhile stood with the piece of cooked wolf flesh hanging out of his muzzle. His body told him to spit it out, run away, this isn't right, but his mind said keep going. He pulled the morsal out of his muzzle before opening wide and swallowing the thing whole.
"More!!!" was all he said as he reached down to grab the wolf's dick dragging it over to the grill.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Everrett yipped as the rabbit pressed the wolf sausage firmly against the grill. The wolf watched in horror as the lapine's other paw turned the gas dial higher. His hips trembled as the grill grew hotter with licking along his meat.
"You've really made me hungry," the rabbit smirked as his eyes located a stray bottle of grill glaze. He released Everett's member chuckling as the sausage sizzled stuck to the hot cooking surface. The rabbit's paw clenched around the bottle dragging it over the now blistered wolf meat. With a tip of the bottle he coated Everett's almost fully cooked member. The big wolf shuddered, the cold glaze clung to his hot rod, providing a brief moment of relief from the searing flames.
"Here try this!"
Everett's ears flicked as he heard his tiger friend talk to the rabbit. He turned and blushed as he saw his friend pass the hungry buck a large hotdog bun. A little whimper escaped his lips as the rabbit picked up a large grilling fork and pushed the sharp points into the fat wolf knot. It didn't hurt as much as he imagined it would, just enough to let him know there was a brief chance to save his cock.
"I think it is ready," The rabbit exclaimed pulling the meat off the grill with the fork, letting it dangle freely.
Everett looked down, getting a weird sensation as he saw his once proud wolf cock reduced to mere food for a herbivore. The tip was missing, the remaining six inches was plump almost to the splitting point, and to top it of his knot was still speared by the prongs of the grilling fork. Almost out of instinct he started to reach for cock.
"Hey!! No touching!!" the rabbit slapped the wolf's paws away before stuffing that fat sausage into the bun. He tugged on it pulling the wolf by his meat over to the tiger. "Think you could help me out?" he asked the smirking feline.
All Everett could do was shake his head and whine as the tiger extended a claw and sliced the cooked bits away. The wolf looked down at his now empty sheath, squeezing it softly between trembling fingers. He looked over to watch the rabbit chowing down on the glazed "carrot dog" before looking back at his friend.
"Well since you don't have a cock anymore, you don't need these right?" The tiger asked as he hooked a claw behind the wolf's pouch.
Everett swallowed a lump in his throat and shook his head. "I I guess not," Gasping he didn't even have a moment to think as the tiger's claw ripped through his pouch and cords. He looked down at his empty groin and pinned his ears flat.
"Oh don't look so sour. You still won the bet." The tiger chuckled as he pulled out a crumpled bill from his pocket and stuffed it into Everrett's sheath. "Now lets go get some more beers. I know just how to keep one cold"
Everett sighed and nodded following the tiger who by now had slipped the wolf nards into a pocket for safe keeping.
A gimmick account on Twitter made a joke about the Postal Guy is transphobic. This led to the admin of the Running with Scissors Twitter account to immediately rush to defend troons. Just another reminder that troons are by and far the most protect demographic on the Internet and the gaming industry:
It's been weird watching everyone get on their knees from fan harassment.
When women complained that porn was in games was bad, no one budged no one cared no matter how many women complained,
but suddenly man pretends to be a woman and everyone is listening to the "abuse and complaints."
As a photographer, something is really bothering me about the field of view and angle of this shot.
Trying to make the head bigger? With a wide angle shot???
I found this one from the Zinnia Jones thread. Autumnelon has been on HRT for two years, has multiple cats, and lives in a filthy, crowded apartment with two other trans women, where he engages in kissing contests with. Despite having a neurochemistry PhD, he had to beg for money to send his cat to the vet.
Here is the before and after:
Dirty fuck has never heard of a bookshelf or a dining table. He is shoving all of that next to his kitchen counter. Note the e-girl streaming lights.
He has multiple photos of his 'girl breakfasts'. Here is one, with the Otokonoko box:
He's buying cat hair infested estrogen. Makes sense.
Some of his goyslop diet includes giving recipes for other trans girls on how to make cookies, including baking them until they look dry as fuck:
The chocolate cannot save the dough from that dryness.
Some other girl breakfasts. He includes a lot of photos of his hormone regimen and the books he reads. He is a fan of Julia Serano.
He has plenty of those Ikea sharks. This was taken on Trans Day of Visibility.
Something tells me that room smells of cat hair and piss. Those lights hide all the (suspected) black mold, too.
Here is another before photograph, taken when he was fostering rabbits. Reminder that he has only been on HRT for two years.
That awkward, long face would continue into his selfies. Here he thinks his watermelon-coloured hair is a big hit:
I wonder how often he scrubs his toilet.
Some sassy photos, replete with estrogen vial earrings. What all real girls wear.
Hot. Might I suggest something for that shitty skin? Makes you look like a leper. And even with the hair dye, I can tell your hair got fried at the back. I bet you had to pull some of it out.
Nice five-o-clock shadow. The lipstick really seals the deal. That dimple in the chin is so ladylike!
A goth outfit for dining with the girls:
A stunning beauty. Pay no mind to the thinning hair near the scalp, that's only for hot 'cis' guys expecting a blowjob. And yes, he gets DMs from 'creepy' cis men. He wishes they would be normal, dammit!
This is a LADY, damn you, with a necklace probably bought from e-bay. And can't use a lint brush to wipe off that cat hair, but hey, he's getting the dick and you aren't.
Want to go to the Renfair? The cyberpunk club? This gurrrl has got you covered.
Aside from the cheap-ass quality shirt - which looks like it was bought straight from Amazon and will tear if it ever gets washed - the BDSM-style corset is not a match. I get you want to be a totally natural Goth girl, but even Goth girls knew too much silver can take away that red. That choker also goes for dirt cheap on E-bay, too. The hair dye job is awful, you can tell he stained the side of his head. Torn jeans is a no-no. The belt also does not accentuate your hips. And if you had real tits, you could get away with a proper corset. But since you have tranny turbo tits, even the cheap corset has to go both directions to contain them.
So hot he routinely gets clocked at work. Who could tell?
He gets random men telling him they'd totally suck his dick:
He's not into cis men...or Nazis!
He's into TRUE AND HONEST LESBIANS, which means hot girl action. Lots of tongue, girldick and anal gaping. Real girl shit.
Ugh, why can't they be normal, like the guy posting hawt tranny noods in his cat hair infested room?
You don't wanna fuck on that dirty ass carpet, or look at that poster on those filthy walls? C'mon.
He can cosplay as a maid, and suck your dick, but don't expect clean toilets or a healthy meal.
Look at that sexy body. Ugh. Don't you wanna fap to that?
You SURE you don't wanna fuck? If you can get over the fleas in the carpet and the filthy room, I think you can crack that egg.
Some of his goyslop. Here is meatloaf and mashed potatoes combined with mushy greens that look like the came out of an Indian's asshole:
Look at the fucking GREASE of that meat. And that shit still looks dry!
Cheese looks half-assed.
Greasy food with a chocolate cupcake on the side. Perfect for an impromptu enema.
Our lovely lady here also has a PhD in neurochemistry. I'm sure he has so much wisdom to part for us.
Well lad, I'm sure your grades were so good you couldn't even get a job in your field, and have to beg for money to get your cat to the vet vs paying for it yourself. You also apparently don't know DSDs are not separate sexes and 'reducing women to body parts' is exactly what you do: you think breasts, long hair and estrogen make you a woman. You think woman = something that makes me cum. That's it.
He was also a gambler back when he was a he/him.
But don't worry, he's totally normal still:
3 gorgeous 'women' who have never heard of a vacuum, but can suck dick. Your blowjob skills won't get rid of the cat hair on your clothes or the shit in your toilet. Another normal day in troon world. A discourse on T4T, and how it's like incest: Maybe you should stop taking pictures of males in women's bathroom, TERF, and you won't get kicked out of Planet Fitness! It's OK for them to film themselves masturbating and shoving things up their ass, though. Archive.
Mushycrouton tells us GCs don't know anything about science. Archive.
Care to cite some? A fitting end. Shot:
Chaser:
No thanks, I don't want a sleep paralysis demon.
