Nouvostonolion
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My old friend group when I was a teen in high school had a porn addicted mtf tranny as one of the main figureheads. He was liked for being "nice and supportive" and that cemented him as someone members of our group went to whenever they needed to talk about their problems.
I think it was my junior year of high school when this first happened but the tranny noticed I started growing out my hair and was for some reason convinced that was a sign I was trans. The months that followed had him try to unsuccessfully egg me on towards transitioning, I brushed it off at the time since I thought it was just him giving weird advice based on his own experiences but it got more annoying every time he brought it up.
What led me to hitting "peak trans" was when he tried egging me on while I was going through a bad breakup. I'm ad-libbing but I remember him saying "Y'know, I felt like that before I realized I was trans" after I was done talking about how depressed I was over my ex girlfriend. Hearing him say those words when I expected to be comforted did nothing but make me unbelievably angry. I told him off for being a fucking weirdo and called him selfish for trying to push his beliefs onto me. Afterwards, he backed off from trying to convince me but it seems he ended up holding a grudge because I would end up getting kicked out from the friend group only a few months later.
Fast forward to then and he somehow has everyone in the group convinced that I'm some sort of potentially violent transphobe. At the time I only voiced minor criticism towards the trans community along with my disdain for my tranny friend's creepy behavoir to a few choice people I was close with. The tranny, along with those friends I voiced my concerns with, got this fucked up intervention style meeting set up over Discord; having 8/9 people from our group to join. They planned the whole thing for a while it seems because of how organized it all was, even going as far to involve friends from the group that I never discussed this situation with.
I'll never forget how he lured me into joining the call, it was under the guise of getting all of us together to play a game that we haven't played in a while. I remember my heart dropping when I joined the call and the tranny addressed me with a stern voice, stating that this is an intervention that "needed" to happen because of the "hateful" things I said about him and the trans community to our friends. They kept saying that they were worried about the pipeline I was going down and how everyone was too afraid to speak up. Then, we went over various text messages I had sent that were critical of transgenderism. The group had me explain why I felt the way I did but only to shut me down to tell me why I was wrong.
The event itself was beyond humiliating. I think the most disturbing thing about it all was at the end, where my friends were willing to keep me in the group so long as I apologize and try to "grow as a person". I unfortunately ended up apologizing, probably since I was young and didn't want to lose the friends I had, but I very quickly ended up distancing myself once I noticed how unfriendly everyone had gotten. I still can't get over that after all these years, some of the closest friends I've had, some of which I knew since elementary school, treated me like a monster for not liking the fact that a sexpest tranny was trying to force his fetish onto me.
I haven't seen anyone from the group since I graduated, but I still wonder how everyone ended up. I hope they all got away from the group after everyone went their separate ways but do I fear some of them may have trooned out just by how pushy that tranny was.
I think it was my junior year of high school when this first happened but the tranny noticed I started growing out my hair and was for some reason convinced that was a sign I was trans. The months that followed had him try to unsuccessfully egg me on towards transitioning, I brushed it off at the time since I thought it was just him giving weird advice based on his own experiences but it got more annoying every time he brought it up.
What led me to hitting "peak trans" was when he tried egging me on while I was going through a bad breakup. I'm ad-libbing but I remember him saying "Y'know, I felt like that before I realized I was trans" after I was done talking about how depressed I was over my ex girlfriend. Hearing him say those words when I expected to be comforted did nothing but make me unbelievably angry. I told him off for being a fucking weirdo and called him selfish for trying to push his beliefs onto me. Afterwards, he backed off from trying to convince me but it seems he ended up holding a grudge because I would end up getting kicked out from the friend group only a few months later.
Fast forward to then and he somehow has everyone in the group convinced that I'm some sort of potentially violent transphobe. At the time I only voiced minor criticism towards the trans community along with my disdain for my tranny friend's creepy behavoir to a few choice people I was close with. The tranny, along with those friends I voiced my concerns with, got this fucked up intervention style meeting set up over Discord; having 8/9 people from our group to join. They planned the whole thing for a while it seems because of how organized it all was, even going as far to involve friends from the group that I never discussed this situation with.
I'll never forget how he lured me into joining the call, it was under the guise of getting all of us together to play a game that we haven't played in a while. I remember my heart dropping when I joined the call and the tranny addressed me with a stern voice, stating that this is an intervention that "needed" to happen because of the "hateful" things I said about him and the trans community to our friends. They kept saying that they were worried about the pipeline I was going down and how everyone was too afraid to speak up. Then, we went over various text messages I had sent that were critical of transgenderism. The group had me explain why I felt the way I did but only to shut me down to tell me why I was wrong.
The event itself was beyond humiliating. I think the most disturbing thing about it all was at the end, where my friends were willing to keep me in the group so long as I apologize and try to "grow as a person". I unfortunately ended up apologizing, probably since I was young and didn't want to lose the friends I had, but I very quickly ended up distancing myself once I noticed how unfriendly everyone had gotten. I still can't get over that after all these years, some of the closest friends I've had, some of which I knew since elementary school, treated me like a monster for not liking the fact that a sexpest tranny was trying to force his fetish onto me.
I haven't seen anyone from the group since I graduated, but I still wonder how everyone ended up. I hope they all got away from the group after everyone went their separate ways but do I fear some of them may have trooned out just by how pushy that tranny was.
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