Try for multiple orgasms, I guess.
Had one girlfriend that had an orgasm every few minutes by fucking, fingering, getting eaten out, masturbation… Basically every kind of sex made her come immediately. She really was a miracle. One day she came 40 times in a row. I counted intentionally that day because I was wondering how often she could come. We only stopped that day because I was completely done and exhausted and drained.
She felt great and wanted to continue.
Sounds fun.
Having dated the polar opposite of that, it sounds very fun…
Yeah, it’s tough when no matter how much you try it just won’t happen. Had a girlfriend once that seemed to actively avoid getting there, she would clench her highs around my hand so I couldn’t move anymore and stuff like that every time she got close
Rip, sorry bruh.
Gotta have something to make up for all the bleeding.
My brain would die from dopamine poisoning.
I used to be a woman, so I’d say I freak out and then I’d be depressed lol
Hardware factory reset
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Not exactly the same thing but w/e
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Be confused. Then probably masturbate.
Play with my boobs
I wonder if they’ve got bigger or smaller as a result of the transformation.
Masturbate, max out my credit cards on clothes and same-day sex toys, body hair removal, stab myself in the eye with mascara and eyeliner pencil, book tubal ligation, get period stopping birth control, septum ring, mani-pedi, smash gashes with lasses, fuck myself sore.
Day 2 would be a self-care day of cozy sweaters, cocoa, movies, and trying to vibrate my clit off.
You really get it lol. Also, hope you don’t wake up on the first day of the periods. Or the 3 days before. Or the 5 days during the period and 2 days after :)
Day one waking up with an axe wound would not be a great start. I’d probably just have to try out the massage setting on the showerhead and shove some paper towels up there. Then put on sweatpants and a hoodie then run to the store to pickup midol, period supplies, ugly underwear, chocolate, and a vibrator.
I can only describe my periods this way: like someone is twisting a serrated knife constantly in your belly (uterus). Up and down, left, right, up and down… It doesn’t stop for 3 days straight…I’m really looking forward to menopause…no amount of painkillers help. But the chocolate and nice people does :)
You just described my weekends.
book tubal ligation
Lol. Lmao. Just the rudest awakening not even 5hrs in.
Oh honey. You’re gonna learn lots real quick.
#MASTURBATION!
Yuuuuuuup
My wife is bi and apparently reeeeeeaaaaaaally good at eating pussy. I’d have to check that out.
Hey, is your wife single?
Nah, me and her girlfriend are enough for her right now.
Panic. I’d immediately wonder if I suffered a stroke in the middle of the night that makes me think I changed. Or if I did magically change, did other people’s memories change too? I’d check my ID, birth certificate, any other paperwork, even old pictures for signs of gender. Figure out a way to indirectly ask a family member. Try to tell if my pets recognize me or are treating me like a stranger.
I’d have to text out sick from work as long as possible because I wouldn’t know how to explain my sudden difference in voice and appearance. I’d be too busy panicking over what happened and trying to reevaluate everything I know about myself. Am I gay now? Am I trans now? Do all my interests stay the same? My socialization as a child didn’t change and it’s nurture not nature, right? Are my genetics different? Am I prone to different health risks now? Am I still me or did asgardian aliens put my memories in a clone body and mess up a chromosome?
If I don’t change back I’ll start doing research into legally changing gender and coming up with a story to tell everyone who knew me. I live in an area that’s fairly pro-trans so at least I wouldn’t have to face insurmountable legal hurdles to get a name and ID swap. At some point I’d consider HRT to go back, but that can take so long (especially because I’d sound insane if I explained what happened) I’d realistically have to transition both directions legally, which I imagine would be its own hell.
Eventually I’d calm down enough to explore myself physically.
Sounds like the most thought out response. I sometimes wonder how many cis folk are cis because they have a gender identity solidly planted in the cultural and phenotypic sex of their body and how many are cis because they really don’t have a strong underlying preference so whatever their body is it would not cause them any real discomforts.
I definitely know folk who I suspect fit both of these models. Those cis folk who experience gender euphoria are sometimes not very subtle about it.
I’m believe I’m the latter in this unauthorized and unofficial poll.
I’m a lot more attached to my sexuality than my gender. I am definitely attracted to women. I am a man because it’s more convenient for me to be a man however. I have thought about whether I’m NB due to my indifference, but then I rethink my thoughts and notice
I am a man […]
and just decide to stop there, I don’t have to care about the “because”. I’m a keep it simple stupid kinda person.
It’s valid. Being non-binary trans being treated as my birth sex causes me all kinds of underlying social anxiety and makes me hate being around people the same way I hate looking in mirrors. I assume the inconvenience of having to educate people on my specific needs because the burden of doing so is more often lesser than the discomfort of not doing so.
If I don’t bother to correct someone’s assumptions in a social setting it’s usually because either I expect to deal with the person only very rarely and I do not give much weight at all to how they think of me… But the interaction does still remind me of everything I don’t like about my experience and makes me self conscious in a harmful way.
If it were something based out of a lack of feeling rather than a surfit it would probably be a fairly innert part of the way I express myself.
If it were something based out of a lack of feeling rather than a surfit it would probably be a fairly innert part of the way I express myself.
I obviously don’t know what it would have been like if I were born female, maybe I would still be a man. As of right now though, I wear men’s clothes because I always have, wear a man’s hairstyle because I have always have, use he/him because I always have… It feels more like inertia than a part of me, along with just being easier to conform to something I don’t particularly care about, so if the ball had started off rolling the otherway… I dunno though. I suppose another explaination is that I’m just really secure in my “manness” I don’t feel any need to convince myself that I am man, I just am one. Probably why I don’t care about the “because” I just don’t need it.
My answer to the initial question would depend on how much it upended my life I suspect. If I woke up, I was a woman and everyone remembered me as always being a woman, my wardrobe filled with skirts and I could slot right in, I think I’d just keep on trucking after some initial shock. But, if I had to explain that “I’m a woman now”, buy new clothes, and all that nonsense, I think my answer would more closely resemble the parent comment.
That’s an interesting thought.
Back when I was five or seven if I suddenly one day woke up as a girl I probably would have had a massive panic attack and freaked out for a day and after some therapy and time to process I would have just been like, “oh okay well I guess I’m a girl now”.
Nowadays other than the fact that it would cause ripple effects throughout my life that I can’t even possibly predict, i wouldn’t even care that much. Oh shit, dick fell off.
I mean for a lot of us the horror doesn’t kick in til puberty. When you are a kid all it takes for someone to clock you as another gender is changing your clothes and whatever you have in your pants doesn’t really matter so much. You might have been more okay than you think at age five or seven.
So you’re NOT going to immediately touch yourself carnally?
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Freak out a little then masturbate all morning for sure.
Figure out how much stuff I could fit into my hot pocket.
Hopefully be a hot one and fuck every guy I could (yes, im gay)
I’m glad I’m not the only one who immediately thought: “I wanna get fucked by ALL the men!”
Let the homies hit.
What’s stopping you from doing this now?
Who said I am stopping the homies now?
Call one of my woman friends and ask them come over to help me to learn do the woman stuff I don’t know how to do.
Get naked and stare at myself in the mirror I guess
Find it really effin fascinating. But then keep dressing in mens clothes.
I have a fascination with gender swapping (and general body transformation) but it has never extended to clothes. I dont get why its so often clothes and crossdressing that other people of this kind enjoy. I just would appreciate a different body. And lower height. And not being so scary-looking. But being socially able to dress in female clothing doesnt interest me at all.