Older Trans Woman Who Hides Your Pills (estrogen) In Her Ass So You'll Eat It Without Noticing The Pills.

older trans woman who hides your pills (estrogen) in her ass so you'll eat it without noticing the pills.

is this anything

it’s been said before, but it bears repeating: big sis and mom should dp me so they can frot with each other inside of me and ignore how many times i’ve cum

a family can just be your transsexual mother that you're dating, your transfem mother that you're dating, your 3 transfem sisters who are also your dogs that you're also dating, the transfem dollthing you all play with and kiss and are all in a relationship with, the femboy you all keep in the basement, and you! and thats truly so beautiful

need a mom who will spit in my mouth.

even before she tilts my head back and tells me to "Open up for mommy, sweetie," the way she brushes a lock of hair from her face and swishes her mouth around already has me overwhelmed with need. she drinks in my moans the same way i drink in her perfect ambrosia.

i wish i could hold her on my tongue forever, but when i swallow, when i let her sweetness fill me up,

"Good girl~"

the praise is worth it.

(trans girl here :3)

As my older sister or mommy, would you be willing to forcefully feminize me into your girl to use and play with? I would love to become your play thing if you're ok with that :3. I might slightly resist at first not liking it before my mind breaks and accepts that I'm actually a good submissive girl to use.

(I hope you enjoy this, sorry if not >~<)

Thanks for the CUTE and SEXY ask!!! We've always been close as siblings, and we share everything with each other. So when you realize you're trans, naturally I'm the first person you tell. And I take it well! In fact, I seem almost *too* excited. The very next week I take you shopping to buy you some cute fem clothes. We spend a couple hours in each clothing store, you trying on all the cute clothes I show you. You notice the way I leer at you when you try on the more revealing or tight choices. We go home with several bags worth of girly clothes and that night you can't stop thinking about the way I looked at you in them. As the days go by, you share more of your feelings with me-- how you came to realize you're trans, what crazy futures you might want, whether any surgery sounds good someday, and hormones... at the mention of them, I grin. "Oh, you'd like to start HRT?" You flush. "I mean, yeah. Someday." I rub your back. "Ok!" The next day I knock on your door with a shoebox in my hands. It's a bunch of estrogen pills and HRT kits. You're a bit flabbergasted at first, because how did I get them so fast? But then you remember that I'm also trans, and I've been on HRT for a while now, so it's not *that* weird that I have a veritable pharmacy in a box... right? "Here, take these. It's decent dosage so you'll start feeling the affects pretty fast." You blanch and stammer out, "I-I'm not ready to start yet, I mean... maybe give it a few months?" But before you can finish I'm on top of you, a pill in my hand, pushing it into your mouth. "There you go, just like that. Take you titty skittles like a good little girl. Swallow for me! There you go... good girl!" You try to resist at first but... I'm pressing into you, my breasts like big pillows on your flat chest. My pretty face inches from yours, and you know my 230 pounds of muscle and fat are much too strong for you. So you do swallow the little blue pill, that night and the next night, for a week. But it's still going to slow, in my opinion. The changes are subtle-- slightly softer features, puffy nipples, thinning body hair. But I want my sister *now.* So I sneak into your room at night, sticking HRT patches to your skin, 2, 3, 5, 8. In the morning, you feel euphoric, only to find the strange patches of plastic all over your arms. I take you out to lunch or breakfast or dinner, introducing you as my sister. "Isn't she so cute?" "This is my pretty sister. Did you know her skin is already changing?" "I love her. She's such a great little sis!" One Month in, and when you're fast asleep I've been giving you injections, along with the (now two) nightly pills and sleeping patches. I buy you skimpy lingerie. When we're hanging out (You're afraid of me and weirded out but you can't bring yourself to stay away), I have you sit on my lap. You can feel my cock harden and press against your virgin hole. Two months in and your body is so supple and soft. Your breasts have started to come in. Your ass is so round and girly and I can't fucking take it anymore. So I sneak in at night, like I always do, and after your patches and injections, I roll you over and pull down your pjs. Swearing under my breath, I whip out my painfully erect cock and spit on it, aiming for your *oh so gorgeous* ass. I plunge into you... and have to hold back a loud moan because you're so goddamn tight. I lay on top of you, eclipsing your form, cupping your breasts as I fuck into you. By now you're awake and whimpering, moaning, terrified as I ravage your perfect little pussy. Your clit leaking under your belly, you manage to whine: "Big sis... what are you doing?" I chuckle, my breath hot on your neck and ear. "I'm fucking my sister. Why did you think I gave you all that HRT? I've been waiting for this...fuck... for so long. Now--nnngh-- take my cock like a good little bitch." You moan and shake, the first of your many orgasms that night crashing though your body like waves on the sand.

i suck your mom good and hard through her hatsune miku jorts (we are sisters)