All the docs said it was from T but "I'm not certain."
Small powerlevel: When I was just a small wee nogger, I was deathly afraid of buying boxers because I thought buying form fitting hugo bosses was making me look sus, while in truth, you'd only think that if you actually ARE sus. Congrats, lil pooner, no straight guy or woman would over-think his choice of undergarment but you somehow managed to gay-pass with that one. For women it's even les sus to buy men's briefs, it's pretty common for straight women to buy undergarments for their notoriously underdressed spouses. I've seen it in retail - sometimes even with little, bitchy quips. I never even questioned it.
Now, let’s not be completely retarded and give the lil’ pooner some credit.
Tho, it wouldn't really matter WHAT such a person was buying to become the object of piercing stares and chuckles behind the register.
I think the reason why she’s mortified about this isn’t just because she’s a girl, but because she’s a girl who’s going to be shopping like a girl.
For the rest of her (probably short) life, she'll have to deal with gunk, dirt and dead skin accumulating in those crevices on her back, increasing the risk of infection, and further pain and scarring.
Of all the hilarious pooner behaviors I've been exposed to in my many years as a TERF and reader of troon threads, this has to be the funniest shit I've ever read. How positively female of her to ruminate on a task as simple as buying underwear.Pooner needing new boxers:
Decides she must “go shopping for them”. Will spend an hour choosing between different designs and colors, ask if she can try them on, to the horrified stares of the store employees.
Will likely ultimately buy six pairs online, from some company that exclusively sell to pooners or girlfriends wanting fancy, colorful boxers for their man.
This has to be a side effect of main character syndrome. No normal person imagines anyone else in a store is watching them and examining their every move. Since COVID obliterated customer service, it's hard to even find an employee to help you.
Does the excess fabric in your crotch not drive you nuts? All that material bunching up between my legs made me feel like I had thigh rub.
Not actually the worst back acne I've ever seen! But rivals some of the best results from anabolic steroid abusers. She must have gone bonkers picking at it, too, to end up with those moon-crater scars.
Maybe he could transition further into one of those flat nightmare fuel frogs that hatch the babies brooded from holes on their backs
They let him go without seeing him pee? What butchery is this? They always need you to piss before leaving. Being unable to void your bladder is a medical emergency. His casual ‘yeah seeing the doctor tomorrow.’…
He looks, ironically, like a gender swapped Judy Valentin
“ specifically because he was making a huge deal and drawing attention to the purchase. I imagine the pooner would do something similar in reverse
I was about to protest as I imagine that when I’m outside, but then I saw the “no normal person”. Sometimes I think there’s cameras in my home so people can catch me doing something bad help. Promise I’m not schitzo just terribly anxious. I hope it’s just anxiety.
Same lmao. I realised granny knickers were most comfortable in my mid 20s. Never going back to lacy pretty wedgie pants. I don’t know why these women have such a hard time, I regularly browse the men’s section. Nicer, and looser, tees and jumpers.
Having babies? Even more euphoric! Although I don’t think flesh eating maggots are what he expects. Now I’m thinking of that blowfly girl story. Don’t look it up if you haven’t heard it
HWNBAST - He Will Never Be A Surinam Toad.
OHMAHLAWDIE!!!
To a lesser extent, men sometimes buy clothes for their wives as gifts or whatever so they shop in women's clothing. If you aren't a weird fuck, no one will think anything of it for either gender. Trannies don't understand this because they've never had relationships.
Reminds me of that one pre-SRS male troon in someone's story, who got gifted new underwear from some terfy nurses, because they couldn't look at his extremely worn underwear anymore.
Troons always go to generic Disneyesque gendered behaviour: liking barbies, preferring the colour pink, not liking sport, wanting to go spinney in a skirt.
So, let me get this straight: The
Yea I remember the guy from my high school who trooned out some years later, was the absolute worst offender in regards of worn socks (almost everyone used to wear knockoff birkenstocks as indoor shoes back then, so everyone could see), even tho he had money. As for underwear and current years, luckily I don't know. But he was just an ''uncracked egg'', sure.
