Don't Be a Dick (TF)
In Case it's taken down off DA
Graham logged onto X, and yes, he legitimately called twitter X now. That was because Graham was a chud. The blue check was a dick to everyone who didn't line up with him politically, and he was infamous in the chud community for bullying literal children just trying to be themselves. That's right. Beyond being a chud, Graham was in fact, transphobic, and that was the crutch of his anger. Whenever Graham saw a happy child or person comfortable in their own skin, he'd seethe, grinding his teeth. He couldn't help but bully trans children and other trans people online, his usual targets being trans fem presenting people. He made thousands off of other chuds and blue check revenue, even getting retweeted by Elong Muskrat several times as well. But what Graham didn't realize was that he was playing with fire, or more accurately a thermonuclear device. You see, one thing that many people don't realize is that every trans person has special powers over transphobes. It's like a special ability one unlocks upon realizing they are trans. Well, one girl in particular was absolutely tired of Graham's shit. Sally was a transfem, and had a rather large following on twitter. She also had a streaming set up and an only fans. Because of all of this, and her political activism, she was targeted left and right by chuds and terfs, to the point she was being threatened in real life. Sally had had enough, after nights of fear and crying. She went through the list of people who were harassing her and found the king of them all, Graham. She smirked and typed a DM to him, "Hope you have some sweet dreams~"
When Graham saw the DM from Sally of all people, he gritted his teeth and began seething. How could a trans woman be happy after he had insulted them!? He was preparing to shoot back the most epic of owns and post it on his X feed to his followers when his phone buzzed and shocked Graham. He dropped his phone on the floor as he shook his shocked hands. The pain subsided and Graham fell asleep where he stood, hitting the floor in a deep trance. In his dreams, Graham was floating around in a white void. He called out, but there was no answer, only the echo of his voice. Suddenly all around the void appeared pictures of trans women, in various states. Some dressed, others naked, there were even videos of the various girls. Graham was repulsed until a voice called out, "Graham, do you not recognize these photos?" Graham shook his head and closed his eyes. This was all a nightmare. "These are all videos and photos you saved, hoping to use them to own trans women. Care to explain why you have a 2-terabyte folder of trans women?" Graham was not into trans women! And he knew it! He yelled back at the voice which made her just laugh. "Oh, how adorable. Just save me the trouble and admit you have a craving for trans fem gock." Graham hated that word. Cock was a man's thing. Women couldn't have one! Graham loved owning trans women by commenting "man" under sexy photos of them in lingerie, showing off their bulges. Graham stuck his fingers in his ears, unwilling to listen to the voice. "Cmon Graham. You love girl cock, don't you?" The voice was laughing watching Graham shout out slurs and act like a big baby. Cocks were swirling all around Graham's head his vision going blurry before he passed out to laughter from the feminine voice.
Graham woke up in sheer darkness. Wherever he was, it was warm and tight feeling. Now matter how hard Graham tried, he was immobile, and it felt like something was tightly pressed against him. He attempted to move, but couldn't. Only sit there. Calling out, Graham found no response. What was going on?! Graham settled down after a long shouting match and began trying to concentrate. That's when he felt something was off. He couldn't move! He didn't have arms or legs! Where was body!? Well he had a body, a new form in fact. The main part of him was long and slender, his head bulbous and super sensitive. His mouth was tiny, and he couldn't open it. What really clocked him onto what he had become was the two heavy sacks that hung underneath his form. Graham screamed! He had become a cock! Someway, somehow, Graham had been transformed into a cock. Graham wanted to cry, but couldn't even manage to do that. All he could do was sit there, against his will.
After what felt like hours, Graham began to move about, whoever he was attached do started to move. But Graham was not in for a good time. As soon as his fabric, pantied prison dropped he saw a toilet knowing what purpose he was going to fulfill. After that fiasco, he was shook off, and stuffed back into panties, showing off considerable bulge for whomever he belonged to. Whoever he was attached to, either didn't know about Graham, or simply didn't care. Graham was jostled about, his cries for help gone unheared. Graham could only sit there, neatly shaven, dangling down limply, balls hanging below, which he could feel were swirling alive with semen. But that didn't matter to his owner. She, as Graham would later find out, was a transfem. The same transfem that he had been harassing on X! The girl just went on about her day, Graham sitting snugly in the womans panties. Throughout the day, he got sweatier and muskier, trapped in such a humiliating position, but he could do nothing, only be used for his new purpose.
Later, Graham had lost track of time alread, Graham was flopped out onto a dinner plate. Graham was confused for the exact reason why. But then the woman's dainty hand wrapped around him and began to pump on his soft shaft, and touch his sensitive head. While Graham had been touched before, this time felt completely different. It felt good!? Graham wanted to throw up, as he felt his entire body harden and stiffen up, blood rushing through him, sending arousal throughout his form. Oh god. He was getting erect! Graham could feel pleasure wrack over his entire form, his shaft slowly twitching and balls pulsing with need and want. Sitting on the cold plate erect, Graham could hear a camera snap. "These will be perfect for my Only Fans" the booming voice Graham had heard all day said. Graham slowly connected the dots. It was the same voice as in his dream! That bitch! Graham twitched with rage, which made his owner just laugh. "Finally clocked on eh?" She slowly rubbed his head, forcing Graham to vomit up some sort of clear, sticky substance. "Yeah that's right. You're my cock. And before you freak out I don't plan on getting that surgery, so you'll be fine" the woman kept stroking on Graham, his form shaking and bouncing as it was rocked by the woman's hand. "You've sure added some length and sensitivity down there too..." the woman said, her voice getting a little ragged from pleasure. Graham could feel his mouth open and close just begging for release. And then he felt it. The floodgate in the balls opened, and at lightning quick speed cum shot through his body and erupted out his mouth. Graham could taste every inch of the semen as it flooded out of his mouth, down his head, and pooled on the plate below. "That'll be a good shot!" the woman snapped another photo as Graham began calming down, it had felt like his whole body orgasmed, and the cum taste was thick. Slowly but surely Graham began to soften up on the plate. "I must say, you do make a good cock" the girl laughed, stuffing Graham back into her panties and going on about her day. While Graham was mostly used for bathroom runs, and spending his day hanging limp and musky, he did find himself regularly used by hands and masturbators. And on the occasion Graham was even stuck between boobs, in mouths, vaginas, and most hated, assholes. But Graham couldn't argue, all he could do was vomit up balls full of cum at a time, whenever his owner commanded him to do.
When Graham saw the DM from Sally of all people, he gritted his teeth and began seething. How could a trans woman be happy after he had insulted them!? He was preparing to shoot back the most epic of owns and post it on his X feed to his followers when his phone buzzed and shocked Graham. He dropped his phone on the floor as he shook his shocked hands. The pain subsided and Graham fell asleep where he stood, hitting the floor in a deep trance. In his dreams, Graham was floating around in a white void. He called out, but there was no answer, only the echo of his voice. Suddenly all around the void appeared pictures of trans women, in various states. Some dressed, others naked, there were even videos of the various girls. Graham was repulsed until a voice called out, "Graham, do you not recognize these photos?" Graham shook his head and closed his eyes. This was all a nightmare. "These are all videos and photos you saved, hoping to use them to own trans women. Care to explain why you have a 2-terabyte folder of trans women?" Graham was not into trans women! And he knew it! He yelled back at the voice which made her just laugh. "Oh, how adorable. Just save me the trouble and admit you have a craving for trans fem gock." Graham hated that word. Cock was a man's thing. Women couldn't have one! Graham loved owning trans women by commenting "man" under sexy photos of them in lingerie, showing off their bulges. Graham stuck his fingers in his ears, unwilling to listen to the voice. "Cmon Graham. You love girl cock, don't you?" The voice was laughing watching Graham shout out slurs and act like a big baby. Cocks were swirling all around Graham's head his vision going blurry before he passed out to laughter from the feminine voice.
Graham woke up in sheer darkness. Wherever he was, it was warm and tight feeling. Now matter how hard Graham tried, he was immobile, and it felt like something was tightly pressed against him. He attempted to move, but couldn't. Only sit there. Calling out, Graham found no response. What was going on?! Graham settled down after a long shouting match and began trying to concentrate. That's when he felt something was off. He couldn't move! He didn't have arms or legs! Where was body!? Well he had a body, a new form in fact. The main part of him was long and slender, his head bulbous and super sensitive. His mouth was tiny, and he couldn't open it. What really clocked him onto what he had become was the two heavy sacks that hung underneath his form. Graham screamed! He had become a cock! Someway, somehow, Graham had been transformed into a cock. Graham wanted to cry, but couldn't even manage to do that. All he could do was sit there, against his will.
After what felt like hours, Graham began to move about, whoever he was attached do started to move. But Graham was not in for a good time. As soon as his fabric, pantied prison dropped he saw a toilet knowing what purpose he was going to fulfill. After that fiasco, he was shook off, and stuffed back into panties, showing off considerable bulge for whomever he belonged to. Whoever he was attached to, either didn't know about Graham, or simply didn't care. Graham was jostled about, his cries for help gone unheared. Graham could only sit there, neatly shaven, dangling down limply, balls hanging below, which he could feel were swirling alive with semen. But that didn't matter to his owner. She, as Graham would later find out, was a transfem. The same transfem that he had been harassing on X! The girl just went on about her day, Graham sitting snugly in the womans panties. Throughout the day, he got sweatier and muskier, trapped in such a humiliating position, but he could do nothing, only be used for his new purpose.
Later, Graham had lost track of time alread, Graham was flopped out onto a dinner plate. Graham was confused for the exact reason why. But then the woman's dainty hand wrapped around him and began to pump on his soft shaft, and touch his sensitive head. While Graham had been touched before, this time felt completely different. It felt good!? Graham wanted to throw up, as he felt his entire body harden and stiffen up, blood rushing through him, sending arousal throughout his form. Oh god. He was getting erect! Graham could feel pleasure wrack over his entire form, his shaft slowly twitching and balls pulsing with need and want. Sitting on the cold plate erect, Graham could hear a camera snap. "These will be perfect for my Only Fans" the booming voice Graham had heard all day said. Graham slowly connected the dots. It was the same voice as in his dream! That bitch! Graham twitched with rage, which made his owner just laugh. "Finally clocked on eh?" She slowly rubbed his head, forcing Graham to vomit up some sort of clear, sticky substance. "Yeah that's right. You're my cock. And before you freak out I don't plan on getting that surgery, so you'll be fine" the woman kept stroking on Graham, his form shaking and bouncing as it was rocked by the woman's hand. "You've sure added some length and sensitivity down there too..." the woman said, her voice getting a little ragged from pleasure. Graham could feel his mouth open and close just begging for release. And then he felt it. The floodgate in the balls opened, and at lightning quick speed cum shot through his body and erupted out his mouth. Graham could taste every inch of the semen as it flooded out of his mouth, down his head, and pooled on the plate below. "That'll be a good shot!" the woman snapped another photo as Graham began calming down, it had felt like his whole body orgasmed, and the cum taste was thick. Slowly but surely Graham began to soften up on the plate. "I must say, you do make a good cock" the girl laughed, stuffing Graham back into her panties and going on about her day. While Graham was mostly used for bathroom runs, and spending his day hanging limp and musky, he did find himself regularly used by hands and masturbators. And on the occasion Graham was even stuck between boobs, in mouths, vaginas, and most hated, assholes. But Graham couldn't argue, all he could do was vomit up balls full of cum at a time, whenever his owner commanded him to do.
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