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  • patricias-progress
    06.05.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Girly stuff

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  • beautifulbutterfliessounds
    06.05.2021 - 12 hours ago

    let’s dine🌺 together

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  • cutie-rehabilitation
    05.05.2021 - 18 hours ago

    The Traitorous Twin

    (With @ab1nsur )

    Our heart goes out to Mary. Mary is a semi-girly girl, not quite at the stage of 100% but still okay. But her twin Rachel is the complete opposite. Rachel is never seen without her big baggy hoodies and ugly jeans. She'd rather do anything else than wear a dress.

    It must be so hard for Mary to have to look at someone who is identical to her but who is completely wasting their girly potential. In fact, she was so tired of Rachel's tomboy life that Mary thought it best to seek the help of Cutie Rehabilitation.

    Mary wasn't just motivated by the desire to help her twin find her inner girly girl, she also kind of wanted to be there when our pick-up team arrived, to bask in the moment of tomboy Rachel being taken away.

    She typed in all of Rachel's details on our online nomination form, including her obsession with manly hoodies, and set the requirement for leaving option to her discretion. She wanted to make sure that Rachel stayed at C.R for as long as necessary.

    Unfortunately, the day of Rachel's pick up didn't start off in the best way. The house's heating had broken, so in the midst of the end of winter, the twins were having to wrap up warm in their own home.

    As Mary sat on the sofa, waiting for the C.R team to arrive, she tried to balance her excitement of what was to come with the chilly atmosphere of the house. Luckily, she remedied the latter by borrowing one of Rachel's hoodies.

    When there was finally a knock on the door, Mary practically jumped out of her seat to answer it. Rachel, sat wrapped up in a blanket, couldn't guess why Mary was so excited.

    Mary opened the door and was greeted by the C.R pick-up team, in their iconic pink lab coats.

    "Hello, we are looking for Rachel."

    Mary responded, rather excitedly, "Well, you're in the right place."

    "Wonderful!"

    As Mary was about to point them towards the unsuspecting tomboy sat on the sofa, she felt a hand on her shoulder.

    "Come along now, sweetie."

    "Wait, no, it's not me your looking for."

    "Really, well according to this..." our agent said, looking at her clipboard. "...we are here for, and I quote, "Rachel, who has developed an unhealthy obsession with boyish style and hoodies."

    Mary suddenly remembered what she was wearing, she needed to get this collection back on track.

    "Woah, wait! That's Rachel over there!"

    Our agent looked over to Rachel, who had now risen from her seat to investigate the commotion.

    "Excuse me, dear. Could you please help. We are trying to find Rachel."

    Rachel, now slightly suspicious, proceeded with caution.

    "And what do you want with "Rachel".

    "Why, we're here to take her to Cutie Rehabilitation, to rid her of her ugly boyish habits and to her embrace her girly side."

    Mary couldn't believe that the C.R agent had just given the plan away. Rachel now understood completely what was going on. She had heard of (and despised) the work of Cutie Rehabilitation, and she knew that Mary hated her tomboy style, but she couldn't get over how her own sister was willing to send her off to some girly training facility against her will.

    Well, two can play at that game, thought Rachel.

    "That's her, Miss. In one of her awful hoodies, as usual."

    Mary's jaw dropped. She didn't want to go to C.R! Her plan was falling apart before her eyes.

    "Thats what we thought, thank you dear. Come along, Rachel."

    Mary stood no chance against the well rehearsed members of the pick-up team. She was essentially carried out of her home as the real Rachel looked on, smiling in her victory.

    Two months later, Rachel was sat at home, watching T.V, when Mary's old laptop received an email. Mary had previously opted for email updates of Rachel's planned stay at C.R, and now Rachel herself was enjoying the regular updates of her twin. Rachel, or "Mary" as C.R knows her, rather enjoyed all the photos of Mary in frilly girly dresses, and she felt no remorse as she sent the reply confirming that she'd like to keep the new "Rachel" at C.R at least another month.

    Meanwhile, at the C.R center, its past bedtime, the residents are in their rooms, but amongst all the other demands to be released were the cries from one dorm of "I'm not Rachel!" Being shouted over and over again, accompanied by the rustle of the petticoats as Mary continued to thrash and stomp in her room in protest.

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  • roxiq
    05.05.2021 - 22 hours ago

    Why don’t I date men anymore?

    5 years ago I agreed to be a live in slave for my new master. He was a good looking man with a great body and career. He promised me the world. I was dumb and naive. He was going to make me a gorgeous woman and pay for everything.

    The first 6 months was amazing, he treated me really good. I had to be “trained “ but he wanted to start slow. To get to know each other better. I slept in his bed and we made love twice a day. It was hot and passionate. Sexy and I thought he really cared about me. After 6 months the “training “ started.

    I pretty much gave up all my friends and family to become a beautiful trans woman. I moved across the country to be with him. It was the biggest mistake ever! When the training started I was in my own bedroom cause I had to earn his bed. The sex went from passionate to abuse. I don’t want to get too graphic here so let’s just say he degraded me and humiliated me further than I thought possible. If I told him no he got very violent and did it anyway. If I begged him to stop. He didn’t and would physically hurt me. Nothing was consensual I was forced over and over day and night. When I was alone I just cried. He never gave me anything he promised I was just his slave! I led him to believe he broke me just so it may stop. And then he made me do prostitution . More disgusting men using and abusing every inch of me. I was deeply depressed and thinking about ending it all. One day I had a outcall which didn’t happen often. The guys name was Mark he was a old fat disgusting man who loves to piss on me 🤮. He wanted me to top him I agreed so when he laid down on the bed on his stomach I hit him in the head with a lamp. And made my escape.

    After I went to the hospital to get checked out, the police were called and my family were contacted I finally made it home. You think I learned my lesson? I didn’t! A year after I got home I was at a bar with some friends, met a cute guy. Exchanged numbers. Had a few dates and when I told him I wasn’t ready he forced himself inside me tearing me and I ended up in the hospital again. So no more men! I want soft romantic sex. I’m a person not a object! So if your a gentle person I’m interested. I don’t mind rough play but no abuse no pain no bruises no hospital trips and always always lube!

    Sorry for my rant. 😘

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  • emeraldthegoddess
    05.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    Beta male

    Your only purpose in life is to serve and please me 😌💅🏻

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  • babydeputyturtleturkey
    05.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    I'm mistress looking for sissy submissive slave to dominate kik mistressbreath hangout mistressrose8080@gmail.com

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  • supremegoddessamber
    05.05.2021 - 1 day ago

    I WILL TAKE YOU TO THE CANDY SHOP🍭

    BOY ONE TASTE OF I GOT

    I WILL HAVE YOU SPENDING ON ALL YOU GOT😘❤️😋

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