Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

Today my husband and I went to the local shopping center. I wanted to stop into the makeup store to take a look around. I went to the eye makeup aisle to browse, only for a grotesque goblin of a troon to stop right next to me to look at some eyeliner. I immediately turned and glanced at them when I heard their booming voice that was 400 octaves lower than a woman's. They were dressed like a grandma with a poor attempt at being "alt" as they call it nowadays or goth. Their makeup was shit. They had purple lipstick on their thin ass lips and I'm not sure if they were trying to make their curly hair look like it had gel or mousse in it but it looked like a stringy gollum mop on their head. They had football player shoulders that were clearly too big for the cardigan they were wearing. He looked haggard as fuck so I couldn't tell if he was college-aged or not. Probably not. As soon as I heard the voice I immediately turned on my heels to my husband who was behind me. They were hanging out with another younger girl that wore the shittiest fit they probably mass-ordered from Shein.

My husband immediately knew and we walked out of the store together. My husband was like, "Did you see that heretic?" like a Warhammer marine. We went into the adjacent bookstore there and while he was getting coffee he texted me, "The heretic has walked into the bookstore". I didn't see them in there but we ended up leaving. Anyway, it had been a while since I had seen a troon out in the wild like that. Idk why it ruined my makeup shopping experience but it did haha.
 
Had a brief sighting. It was the classic situation where I wasn't looking at them, but my subconscious processing my periphery vision picks up that something is off and I directly look for a brief second as I walk past them.

Instantly the "danger" signal in my brain was those shoulders didn't match that woman's outfit. It was a short guy, maybe 5'4. Probably early to mid-20s. They were very thin yet toned. Small muscles, but due to size and lack of body fat still look masculine in definition.

First, my eyes were directed to the man's collarbone, shoulders and arms, with dress straps over the shoulders. Then down to a rectangle super tight black lace dress. So tight there was a pronounced dick bulge. Eyes up to the face which was a dude with He-man's hair cut and then I had walked past them.
 
Today my husband and I went to the local shopping center. I wanted to stop into the makeup store to take a look around. I went to the eye makeup aisle to browse, only for a grotesque goblin of a troon to stop right next to me to look at some eyeliner. I immediately turned and glanced at them when I heard their booming voice that was 400 octaves lower than a woman's. They were dressed like a grandma with a poor attempt at being "alt" as they call it nowadays or goth. Their makeup was shit. They had purple lipstick on their thin ass lips and I'm not sure if they were trying to make their curly hair look like it had gel or mousse in it but it looked like a stringy gollum mop on their head. They had football player shoulders that were clearly too big for the cardigan they were wearing. He looked haggard as fuck so I couldn't tell if he was college-aged or not. Probably not. As soon as I heard the voice I immediately turned on my heels to my husband who was behind me. They were hanging out with another younger girl that wore the shittiest fit they probably mass-ordered from Shein.

My husband immediately knew and we walked out of the store together. My husband was like, "Did you see that heretic?" like a Warhammer marine. We went into the adjacent bookstore there and while he was getting coffee he texted me, "The heretic has walked into the bookstore". I didn't see them in there but we ended up leaving. Anyway, it had been a while since I had seen a troon out in the wild like that. Idk why it ruined my makeup shopping experience but it did haha.
Sounds like you bumped into our very own Tony “named Erin after a small child I had a crush on when I was 7” Reed. Tombstone teeth, lank hair and a terrible choice in his ex-wife’s clothes fashion.

Enjoy.
 
There's a pooner instructor at the gym I go to. First time I noticed her I saw she had very wide hips, despite trying to hide them with a large t-shirt. The sparse neckbeard and unmuscled arms made me even more suspicious. And then I heard her speak: unmistakable frog voice. I've seen her use the pulley (during work hours) a few times but the arms don't seem to get any better. She must be taking testosterone, though. But she doesn't wear any flag pins or anything like that (not as common in Spain as in Anglo countries, but you do still see people wearing them).

I find it funny what employees they hire, though. I've already seen a girl that can only be described as fat, and a thin, scrawny little man (boy?) who looked no older than 16, both wearing instructor t-shirts. But ofc you also get your typical super fit women and men, who are very obviously men, as opposed to pooner girl. Also I've never seen her in the women's locker room (I have seen other female instructors), so maybe she uses the men's. I can only guess what the dudes think when she goes in there to retrieve her bag.

No troons yet, but I'll be sure to cancel my membership if I ever stumble upon one.
 
There's a pooner instructor at the gym I go to. First time I noticed her I saw she had very wide hips, despite trying to hide them with a large t-shirt. The sparse neckbeard and unmuscled arms made me even more suspicious. And then I heard her speak: unmistakable frog voice. I've seen her use the pulley (during work hours) a few times but the arms don't seem to get any better. She must be taking testosterone, though. But she doesn't wear any flag pins or anything like that (not as common in Spain as in Anglo countries, but you do still see people wearing them).

I find it funny what employees they hire, though. I've already seen a girl that can only be described as fat, and a thin, scrawny little man (boy?) who looked no older than 16, both wearing instructor t-shirts. But ofc you also get your typical super fit women and men, who are very obviously men, as opposed to pooner girl. Also I've never seen her in the women's locker room (I have seen other female instructors), so maybe she uses the men's. I can only guess what the dudes think when she goes in there to retrieve her bag.

No troons yet, but I'll be sure to cancel my membership if I ever stumble upon one.
Ma’am her! And report back! I’ll bet you the reaction will be hilarious.

I will be on the lookout for “Just got misgendered at work, still crying” posts on Reddit.
 
i honesty thought this thread would be filled with images of troons, i had an idea where I'd just quote a bunch of really good recent ones and do a David Attenborough style mocumentary post about each one. maybe I'll do it later if you boys upload a few good ones.

anyways, my troon experience has been minimal. growing up in an Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped, but a majority of my interactions have been though my sister sadly. her ex was some "gender fluid" arse who she dumped after a few months of putting up with his shit. she's never really been the best at judging character. the next person she became friends with was a troon. didn't know it at first, it looked like a girl, sounded like a girl and i wasn't able to spot any red flags, until i smelt him. i have a very sensitive sense of smell and the very faint smell of his sweat was enough for my nose to detect the male pheromones in it. he's got some Japanese name which means winter or something, i have a fear that my sister might fall for him and end up worse then last time.
but thats not all, because my sister has started hanging out with alt goth troons. she even invited them over a few weeks ago and surprise surprise, i catch them talking about "transitioning" and all that bullshitry. i even had a nightmare that she listened to them and became a pooner, hated what she did to herself, then killed herself. i can only pray that it doesn't come true, because that would destroy my parents and grandparents.
i didn't get a good look at them (mainly because the sight of them made me sick) but one of them had unkept long blond hair.
 
i honesty thought this thread would be filled with images of troons, i had an idea where I'd just quote a bunch of really good recent ones and do a David Attenborough style mocumentary post about each one. maybe I'll do it later if you boys upload a few good ones.

anyways, my troon experience has been minimal. growing up in an Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped, but a majority of my interactions have been though my sister sadly. her ex was some "gender fluid" arse who she dumped after a few months of putting up with his shit. she's never really been the best at judging character. the next person she became friends with was a troon. didn't know it at first, it looked like a girl, sounded like a girl and i wasn't able to spot any red flags, until i smelt him. i have a very sensitive sense of smell and the very faint smell of his sweat was enough for my nose to detect the male pheromones in it. he's got some Japanese name which means winter or something, i have a fear that my sister might fall for him and end up worse then last time.
but thats not all, because my sister has started hanging out with alt goth troons. she even invited them over a few weeks ago and surprise surprise, i catch them talking about "transitioning" and all that bullshitry. i even had a nightmare that she listened to them and became a pooner, hated what she did to herself, then killed herself. i can only pray that it doesn't come true, because that would destroy my parents and grandparents.
i didn't get a good look at them (mainly because the sight of them made me sick) but one of them had unkept long blond hair.
Ever thought about misgendering them, or in other ways lure some of that male aggression out of them to at least give sis the opportunity to hear the alarm bells ringing?

I wouldn’t go so far as to say that you should beat one the next time you see a troon in your house trying to recruit your sister, (though I sure as fuck won’t stop you), but I’d say it is your duty as a sibling to let your disgust be known.

I know, I know… Easier said than done. And I’m just some guy online who doesn’t know you or your situation. I’m just saying… YOUR house. YOUR sister.

At least maybe have a word with your parents and let them know that sis is hanging with depraved degenerates?
 
i honesty thought this thread would be filled with images of troons, i had an idea where I'd just quote a bunch of really good recent ones and do a David Attenborough style mocumentary post about each one. maybe I'll do it later if you boys upload a few good ones.

anyways, my troon experience has been minimal. growing up in an Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped, but a majority of my interactions have been though my sister sadly. her ex was some "gender fluid" arse who she dumped after a few months of putting up with his shit. she's never really been the best at judging character. the next person she became friends with was a troon. didn't know it at first, it looked like a girl, sounded like a girl and i wasn't able to spot any red flags, until i smelt him. i have a very sensitive sense of smell and the very faint smell of his sweat was enough for my nose to detect the male pheromones in it. he's got some Japanese name which means winter or something, i have a fear that my sister might fall for him and end up worse then last time.
but thats not all, because my sister has started hanging out with alt goth troons. she even invited them over a few weeks ago and surprise surprise, i catch them talking about "transitioning" and all that bullshitry. i even had a nightmare that she listened to them and became a pooner, hated what she did to herself, then killed herself. i can only pray that it doesn't come true, because that would destroy my parents and grandparents.
i didn't get a good look at them (mainly because the sight of them made me sick) but one of them had unkept long blond hair.
I strongly recommend that you check out the Losing People to Transgenderism thread. You are not alone.
 
knowing her, she'd try and defend them before seeing the danger right in front of her. she's very headstrong and still has that teenage "I'm smarter then everyone" mentally dispite being 20. she very rarely listens to me or anyone else and often has to learn her mistakes the hard way, which has always screwed her over in some way.
she's an adult and what she does is up to her and all i can do is try and warn her and hope she hears it and pick up the pieces if she doesn't.
thank you for the recommendation, i can use it to try and find any early signs.
 
Australian city thats not in NSW (read: new fag wales) helped
You sound white i'm guessing S.A?

Goth troons have been around for years, the old ones use to be harmless but this new lot *shudders* i feel for you nothing worse then a rapist in a dress crossing your threshold like some sort of fucked up vampire.
 
Spotting in my online class.

I was suspicious of this extremely ugly, old, wrinkled, and manly looking person in my online class going by “Chrissie (she/her)” on Zoom. He’s perpetually sweaty with a Chrischan-esque hair cut and his background is *filthy*. No water bottle just guzzling red Mountain Dew while attempting to crack cringy jokes in the text chat.

Sure enough he unmutes for the first time to answer a question and the voice of an ogre comes out. What a fucking joke of a “woman”, not even attempting to pass. As a real woman these ugly pornsick men drive me up the wall. I wish I could tell him he will never be a woman but I would be expelled… sigh…
 
Spotting in my online class.

I was suspicious of this extremely ugly, old, wrinkled, and manly looking person in my online class going by “Chrissie (she/her)” on Zoom. He’s perpetually sweaty with a Chrischan-esque hair cut and his background is *filthy*. No water bottle just guzzling red Mountain Dew while attempting to crack cringy jokes in the text chat.

Sure enough he unmutes for the first time to answer a question and the voice of an ogre comes out. What a fucking joke of a “woman”, not even attempting to pass. As a real woman these ugly pornsick men drive me up the wall. I wish I could tell him he will never be a woman but I would be expelled… sigh…
Sounds like a 'last day on video for class' opportunity for a YWNBAW banner behind you for your special classmate.
 
More of a vent than a sighting. I do Payroll. Do you have any idea how obnoxious the existence of trannies is when you are a paper pusher?

Our paperwork doesn't have 'what is your sex' and if someone has a neutral name I just google them to see what sex they are as it's required to complete the employee profile.

Today I am entering several people, one has a name like 'Pat Brown-Green' . Find on Facebook and all the photos are of a traditional looking straight couple and it says 'he' so I put male in the employee profile.

Adding everything else I get down to the federal documents. fuck me, the entire name on the employment document is not their legal name. The legal name is something like Erica Brown.

I have to completely start over and try to decide how to enter it and make both the federal government and employee happy. I suspect both are going to be unhappy and I hope she gets audited
 
You sound white i'm guessing S.A?

Goth troons have been around for years, the old ones use to be harmless but this new lot *shudders* i feel for you nothing worse then a rapist in a dress crossing your threshold like some sort of fucked up vampire.
nah I'm not from S.A. and i don't think i wanna go there judging by your description.
 
I was at a drugstore and at the entrance i nearly bumped into a horrifying middle aged troon that left the store.
He had filthy, dark blonde seaweed hair, was wearing red stilettos and a purple miniskirt. His legs were hairy and tanned, and he carried a red leather handbag from target. His wrinkeled neck was crooked and made him look like a turkey.
He was wearing a red pearl necklace.
The worst was his makeup.
He looked like a creepy killer clown with his eyeliner, mascara and pink cheeks. His pink lipstick was smudged, making him appear like a zombie who has recently eaten.

A few minutes later I stood at to the counter to pay my stuff.
The employees were telling the customers to slowly move to the counter as the store was about to close.
An employee told the cashier that one man is still in the store.
She asked with a hint of fear "the weird one?"
Her co worker, sighing relievedly: "Thank god no"
I said "What man, I just saw a beautiful woman leaving the store."
The cashier answered, laughing: "He was many things."

It was one of those days I'm thankful for not being a woman in this world where predators lurk everywhere.
 
I recently walked into an anime merch shop. I was hunting for a birthday present for my brother. The girl working the counter was a pooner. Clearly had womanly hips, but she also had patches of ginger pubic hair on her face. Still sounded like a woman too. If it weren't for the patchy pube beard, I wouldn't have guessed she was pooning at all. Given where she works, I suspect she's in the fujo-to-pooner pipeline. She was polite enough and wasn't especially repulsive, but it's insane how epidemic this plague is. For reference, I live in a medium sized city in Queensland, Australia. Never would have seen a troon or pooner in public a mere ten years ago.

Transgenderism is one of the most effective mind viruses ever conceived. There is probably not a single urban or suburban area you can go in western countries where you won't spot these creatures. If I'm seeing them in my city, how many of them would you see roaming around in Brisbane or the other capital cities?
 
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Transgenderism is one of the most effective mind viruses ever conceived. There is probably not a single urban or suburban area you can go in western countries where you won't spot these creatures. If I'm seeing them in my city, how many of them would you see roaming around in Brisbane or the other capital cities?
I have not told this story before because of the strong potential of doxing myself, but it's been a while since I lived in the area so hopefully this will not put me in the shit:

I've lived around various areas of Brisvegas for many years now, and five or six years ago I attended a "festival" for a small but heavily populated suburb near the CBD. Lots of small children and families, small stalls selling crafts, arts, food etc.

At one point, two very tall, very thin adults showed up in black latex suits with face masks and stiletto heels. One appeared to have hips and small breasts but given the height of the individual, I suspected that this was an artefact of the suit, not the individual inside of it.

So yeah, two freaks in gimp suits were wandering around a bunch of little kids and mums and everyone was cool with it. No one told them to fuck off. Maybe it would have been different if the freaks weren't so fucking tall and there'd been adult males around, but none of the mums seemed at all bothered by adult males in sex suits following their young kids around. It's very common for women to avoid conflict with these types and try to ignore them in case things turn violent, especially with kids there, but none of them moved the kids away or left the festival. Genuinely zero fucks given about a pair of adult males in gimp suits in the middle of the day, around their kids. What the absolute fuck.
 
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