Tin Line

 

"Kurt it was beyond sweet sending such a massive Teddy to the Castration Clinic. Nope I'm ok not rally sore at all anymore, Baby.

I wish you could have been there obvs Sweetie but snuggling that Big Fella was a huge comfort. I know you got oodles of drugs to deal to pay for my Forced Feminization still, to say nothing of this new ever expanding Fashion Killer wardrobe eeek. You spoil me too much!

Uh-huh You're Big Sister she was a big help visited loads and wouldn't stand for my maudlin self pity over two lil snips, thank Gawd. Had no time for my raging and tantrums, read me the riot act about stopping being difficult in my post emasculation therapy sessions.

Cray Cray to think if I could've checked my privilege and realized how good I had it at my fancy prep school. I wouldn't have acted out like an Entitled Silverspoon Himbo who thought consequences were for poor people. I'd still be some Prep School Boy Blueblood doing the bare mins at an Ivy and coasting towards an old boys network immediate Junior Exec job in the city.

I love you now but gosh I was supes scared of you when I had to go to the bad school us sheltered rich kids used to tell urban legends about. I used to freeze, you were so strong and commanding and like no one had ever hit on me like I was a Girl before in my life and soon you had the whole school talking to me and treating me like I was some Daffy Rich Bitch. It rally undermined my sense of self.

I used to be sick with worry going into school in yoga pants, Uggs, a big fluffy oversized sweater, with a vintage fur and so much makeup Teachers often used send me to the restroom to wash it off like I was a Slutty Girlie. The whole class would fall out laughing because they knew who was getting the mean girls to overhaul my wardrobe and do my paint job every morning.

My parents didn't even frickin notice they are such selfish flakes and now they are ashamed that I'm Girlie and am booed as a Forced Femboi Moll with a Gorgeous Dangerous Thuggy BF, no accountability from them that's the old money for ya.

Getting off the school bus, after you took away my auto and license was a huge come down. My stomach would be bursting with butterflies and my tummy doing flipflops at the thought of seeing you.

It's feels almost exactly the same even now but it's because I love the Bully who put me in my place. Now the nerves are because I feel like such a Vulnerable Dainty Thing, I think about how bad I need you to support me n love n care for me and you are like the only thing that get's me off now, Darling. Like even before you made me get the Big Op, so like my sexlife hasn't rally changed. I graduate with a pathetic GPA and had already had my last stiffie from the meds you put me on.

The Romcom is dead for reals all these convoluted meet cutes and High Concepts ain't working.

What about a pampered Rich Boy who is Bitched Out by his Bully but they end up falling for each other. When I think of how much harder you could have roughed me up, even though I handled it like a complete Pansy anyway, you must have known I was special right? Like I had Princess Potential like immediately. There was me all bitter and cranky hated you for like ages! But a Real Man isn't phased by that I guess you'd already seen The Bitch in me!"