1. A Virtuous Reality


    Date: 7/6/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byA_Boring_Writer 

    ... someone's attention.

Her eyes ran down her navel, her wider hips jotting out further every year with her ass trying its hardest to out-pace them. She considered herself more lean than voluptuous, but despite her more sporty build, she still didn't like her age working so hard to betray it. She felt every muscle in her back aching constantly, three days of fatigue after a single workout, and a body that insisted on storing fat in her thighs...

"Ugh..." Vivienne groaned in frustration...

There she went again, trying to make herself feel bad for no reason at all... She reminded herself how sexy she could be... Reminded of how many times someone had told her that they loved her... Reminded of all the slack jaws, wide eyes, and sweating foreheads people got from just seeing her naked...

She knew she was stunning...

Although, to be fair...

The massive swinging cock between her legs was probably responsible for a lot of those reactions...

Her eyes followed its tip as it dangled past her heavy sack, like a veiny, summer sausage resting against two extra-large eggs...

It was her most valuable possession, a monster she was born with, nearly eleven inches long, seven inches around, and still able to crack concrete with its weight. She wasn't the biggest she had ever seen, especially in a community full of other women like her, but it was practically godlike compared to the normal boys she had dated... bigger than most at half its full size and flaccid. It was ...
    ... the part of her that made her the most proud, the title it provided feeling like a badge of confidence in a world of doubt.

She was multisex... transgender... intersex... futanari... a dickgirl... a shemale... She was whatever people wanted to call her... It didn't matter much in her worldview.

She heard a thousand names for her special biology, not that anyone cared what they called it once it was dangling over their stupid-looking, drooling faces. Some of the terms felt a bit rude, some felt a bit tasteless, but none really ever managed to hurt her feelings. As far as she was concerned, she was just a beautiful woman with an overactive sex drive and an extra large dong resting over a rarely-used pussy. Despite considering herself a woman in terms of gender, she found herself avoiding using her more feminine part... A right that only her husband had ever really earned since she preferred a more dominant role in life.

Vivienne combed through the rows of clothing, trying to figure out what to wear as she thought back to when she met her soulmate... What she was like... How she used to be...

She was a huntress in her early twenties, but after meeting her husband, she had turned into a boring, monogamous, working mom. She rarely got to have any fun with her body after they had their two children, and she got even less enjoyment from it after his early passing. The thought of it still stung, but that happened ages ago... and she had managed to move on a few years after ...
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