I think AGP's are perfect just the way they are! If I had an agp gf, Id tell her just that... "Babe, look at me, your perfect just as you are..." But I wanna also wanna call her a cock lusting sissy, who could barely handle being a boy, let alone a man, and tell her "thank God she transitioned" because that pathetic cock of hers would have been useless to a woman, and I want to fuck in front of a mirror any chance I could so she has a clear view of what she's done to herself, in contrast with an actual man, ALL OF IT BABE, just so you could feel that full feeling in your ass Im giving you right now. Then when she's laying there with her as freshly wet, and spilt a snail trail on herself, I wanna stroke her hair and tell her what a good girl she's become... Your perfect sweetie! You sweet little, broken boy you are!
Oh sweetie, your supposed to be a girl, yet I know your still a little girl crazy too. I know if a pretty woman pulled her panties down around her ankles, turned your face into a substitute chair, it's one of the few rare things in this world that'd make that tiny cock of yours actually work, your dick would still tingle with desire. There's a sliver of male in you that isn't completely broken. But Yet STILL, look at you now, here you would be, held tightly in my arm's, the little weight I have pressed against you is enough to get some shameful blood pumping, and peace pervading your ever worried head, the dress I've got you in, is making your brain feel fuzzy, from feeling what your supple body, barely clothed in such a girly attire does to me, and all of it over-rides that bit of boy still in you.
Here I am, my dick feeling like it's on fire, with a mind of it's own, screaming to get a taste of your innards.
A feeling you can barely remember at this point, if you've ever had it in the first place.
Instead your tummy tingles, like butterflies are fluttering around, your breath instead slow and wanting....you feel greedy, and empty, like something is missing in that space inside your ass. It's all so shameful. Petting you heavily, like a loving master, only makes that yearning feeling grow, my hand's gliding up your newly fattened thighs, resting, and squeezing those girly hips, before appreciating the softness of your breasts, a nightly ritual almost, examining and appreciating all these new found changes coming daily with your body, and seeing most of all, my favorite changes, how you respond to my caresses.
Every night giving in quicker to them, more eager for my touches, the kisses on your neck, the force you could have had, and gave up to be vulnerable to mine, and you love it, where it all leads too, where it's all going. How could you be an any better girl?
I take my agp boymoder into the bedroom, I sit them in my lap leaning back in bed, I slide her stupid hoody off, and I hold them in my arms...
I start sucking on her neck until she starts letting out some sissy noises, squealing and giggling like a little girl, and go "sweetie no self respecting man would make noises like this..." "you know people can see these marks right, they scream your marked property" while I squeeze those silly little hrt tits of hers.
Eventually thinking about her boymoding, I get pissed about that larping of "boy" of hers.
I strip her down and I push her face into my mattress, I spank her ass a few times for being stupid, I roll her over and flick that useless cock of hers and say "THANK GOD your not a man, because this thing wasn't going to make any woman happy. Babe you were going to be, and are such a useless homosexual. Do you even know what this thing is actually supposed to do? "
By the time I jam my cock in her ass, she's breathing so deep and heavy, I know she cant focus.
I pull her head to the side to the giant mirror on the wall and say "look at what you've done to yourself, you've done something no man with an ounce of shame would ever do" as I run my hand up her torso admiring all these new changes coming in lately, and say "taking drugs to make yourself more breedable too me, you've given up so mi
I fuck her like I'm sending a message, I want her holding on with everything she's got to take what I'm putting out.
I want her spilling that useless watery seed of hers all over her tummy.
I pull her gay little neck to the side and bite it and kiss it, liking I'm trying to devour the left over boy in her.
Then I seal the deal by pulling her in and busting a nut deep inside that fruitless womb of hers.
I pull her close to me, in my arm's and I hold her, and stroke her hair, and tell her what a good girl she's becoming
That content, peaceful far away look on her face tells me were making real progress.
I want to write more about those lovely girls afflicted (blessed) by AGP, but I have to converse with some people, and track someone down IRL for a minute, so until then I thought maybe you could enjoy some of my older thoughts... Then I can respond in earnest, I tell you what I think is really going on with you sensitive little boys, turned to girls.
hsts are gay men
Ok rape ape
>we are girls too!!!!!!!!!!!!
fuck you i do not look like this!!!! (i look worse)
You're a grown man who identifies as that prepubescent girl in your pic.
Kill it with fire
im a prepubescent girl on the inside
you don't know how I feel
I identify as your father. Go to your room.
I identify as a 70 year old, where's are my retirementbucks?
And im secretly doodlebob, take this pencil and erase yourself
I am not a girl.
I am a man stuck in a man's body.
I am literally crying because my hands are too big.
I am pathetic.
shut up
based thread. AGP trannies are my favorite kind of women.
What's the best part about about an AGP girl? And their most sensual part of their body?
The best part is the kinky sub brain that makes them enjoy being the best little fuckdolls.
Hmmm they are submissive pieces of garbage all right. Which I say with love. Surely there are other virtues though....
I think AGP's are perfect just the way they are! If I had an agp gf, Id tell her just that... "Babe, look at me, your perfect just as you are..." But I wanna also wanna call her a cock lusting sissy, who could barely handle being a boy, let alone a man, and tell her "thank God she transitioned" because that pathetic cock of hers would have been useless to a woman, and I want to fuck in front of a mirror any chance I could so she has a clear view of what she's done to herself, in contrast with an actual man, ALL OF IT BABE, just so you could feel that full feeling in your ass Im giving you right now. Then when she's laying there with her as freshly wet, and spilt a snail trail on herself, I wanna stroke her hair and tell her what a good girl she's become... Your perfect sweetie! You sweet little, broken boy you are!
Hot.
Oh sweetie, your supposed to be a girl, yet I know your still a little girl crazy too. I know if a pretty woman pulled her panties down around her ankles, turned your face into a substitute chair, it's one of the few rare things in this world that'd make that tiny cock of yours actually work, your dick would still tingle with desire. There's a sliver of male in you that isn't completely broken. But Yet STILL, look at you now, here you would be, held tightly in my arm's, the little weight I have pressed against you is enough to get some shameful blood pumping, and peace pervading your ever worried head, the dress I've got you in, is making your brain feel fuzzy, from feeling what your supple body, barely clothed in such a girly attire does to me, and all of it over-rides that bit of boy still in you.
Here I am, my dick feeling like it's on fire, with a mind of it's own, screaming to get a taste of your innards.
A feeling you can barely remember at this point, if you've ever had it in the first place.
Instead your tummy tingles, like butterflies are fluttering around, your breath instead slow and wanting....you feel greedy, and empty, like something is missing in that space inside your ass. It's all so shameful. Petting you heavily, like a loving master, only makes that yearning feeling grow, my hand's gliding up your newly fattened thighs, resting, and squeezing those girly hips, before appreciating the softness of your breasts, a nightly ritual almost, examining and appreciating all these new found changes coming daily with your body, and seeing most of all, my favorite changes, how you respond to my caresses.
Every night giving in quicker to them, more eager for my touches, the kisses on your neck, the force you could have had, and gave up to be vulnerable to mine, and you love it, where it all leads too, where it's all going. How could you be an any better girl?
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GIWTWM
I take my agp boymoder into the bedroom, I sit them in my lap leaning back in bed, I slide her stupid hoody off, and I hold them in my arms...
I start sucking on her neck until she starts letting out some sissy noises, squealing and giggling like a little girl, and go "sweetie no self respecting man would make noises like this..." "you know people can see these marks right, they scream your marked property" while I squeeze those silly little hrt tits of hers.
Eventually thinking about her boymoding, I get pissed about that larping of "boy" of hers.
I strip her down and I push her face into my mattress, I spank her ass a few times for being stupid, I roll her over and flick that useless cock of hers and say "THANK GOD your not a man, because this thing wasn't going to make any woman happy. Babe you were going to be, and are such a useless homosexual. Do you even know what this thing is actually supposed to do? "
By the time I jam my cock in her ass, she's breathing so deep and heavy, I know she cant focus.
I pull her head to the side to the giant mirror on the wall and say "look at what you've done to yourself, you've done something no man with an ounce of shame would ever do" as I run my hand up her torso admiring all these new changes coming in lately, and say "taking drugs to make yourself more breedable too me, you've given up so mi
I fuck her like I'm sending a message, I want her holding on with everything she's got to take what I'm putting out.
I want her spilling that useless watery seed of hers all over her tummy.
I pull her gay little neck to the side and bite it and kiss it, liking I'm trying to devour the left over boy in her.
Then I seal the deal by pulling her in and busting a nut deep inside that fruitless womb of hers.
I pull her close to me, in my arm's and I hold her, and stroke her hair, and tell her what a good girl she's becoming
That content, peaceful far away look on her face tells me were making real progress.
Meant for
I want to write more about those lovely girls afflicted (blessed) by AGP, but I have to converse with some people, and track someone down IRL for a minute, so until then I thought maybe you could enjoy some of my older thoughts... Then I can respond in earnest, I tell you what I think is really going on with you sensitive little boys, turned to girls.
AGPs are at best chronically online porn addicts and at worst, pedophilic rapists and peeping toms, ack