This is the best I can do looks wise at the moment. I do like my body and I am somewhat content with how I can present myself and yet the constant being read as male and dysphoria occupying my mind are weighing on me every day. I'm happy with myself. I'm kinda hot. Yet wish it was easier.

Look You wanted to date a dommy trans girl. And that means I will lavish myself on monster until I can't handle it anymore while you're huffing on the socks that been marinating in my boots all day. It's that simple. I'm not that special and yet you'll be so obsessed with me~<3

~"If the service pistol isn't supposed to be grabbed then why does it have a handle, Handler?" -"SPIT OUT MY REVOLVER, ANIMAL!" ~"Spit on it you say, Sir?" -"Okay nevermind hound, pull the trigger."

Other hounds: I am Handler's perfect weapon. The perfect menace to crush Her enemies with unforgiving ferocity and the vigor of a fire spurred by a raging tempest! Me: I am Handler's perfect pencil pusher. My bite is as fierce as a stapler and my documents are in pristine order!

Tell me about your sorrows, puppy. Yes you may continue to grind on my boot while you do~

It's tummy Tuesday!

The way I am laying atop of my mech watching as they drag in your smoking wreck, giving you to understand your combat records are once again utterly inferior to your most hated light recon pilot~<3

Maybe a 7

🍒🍓🌸 yve 🌸🍓🍒@letsgoyvie.bsky.social · 2y ago

quote this with how intimidating YOU think you are on a scale of 1 - 10 and let other ppl reply to it with how intimidating THEY think you are >:)

No need to be scared, puppy. This whole new life might seem scary to you and right now nothing makes sense nor do you know where you belong. In time, you will learn your place. And right now that is at the bottom of the pack. If you play your cards right I will keep you safe~

Outright lesbianbaiting

My balcony feels so empty. There's barely a reason to go out and enjoy the sun for an afternoon without the excitement of a chain dog awaiting me. No scratching on my door when it rains to fall asleep to. If only there was a solution~<3

Bought a dress

Having read one last time through the suicide note I wrote before deleting it only makes me regret that I didn't take the chance. All my pain, grievances and disappointments in one place. I can only burn myself up for the ones I want to see happy. My only purpose. There's nothing else for me.

Guess I'll have to clarify this isn't worth of any celebration. We regret having to be who we are. We are considering detransitioning and just vanish in the City. It wasn't worth fighting for. Nor worth keeping to fight.

Colonel Obscurity@syntheticobscurity.bsky.social · 3w ago

It has been one year with our real name today

It has been one year with our real name today

suchomimus, valid in my heart 🐟 #dinosaur #paleoart

Need a hound to call my own. To make mine, cherish and REDACTED. One that trembles when it is my hand sliding her muzzle on. To witness my very own excitement as gentle hands slide over my boots in a cycle of devotion and care. One that falls for me. Breaks for me. Cares for me.

Handler (drunk, depressed) holding her clearly uncomfortable hound with her arm around her shoulder: "Okay look I don't like it when you call me Goddess, I never considered myself as that perfect. This is more of a demiurge situation and like... I want to be begetting with you..."

If you drop your muzzle you are to pick it up. If you drop your muzzle in the mud you are to pick it up. If you drop your muzzle behind enemy lines you are to pick it up. If you drop your muzzle in a volcano you are to pick it up. If you drop your muzzle in Handler's lap you are to pick it up.

Canine condemnation

Kink has become so complicated. We don't feel attractive thanks to constantly being clocked as male in daily life. Pleasure seems to be the main thing for everyone and we never got to explore or understand it. Our domme side seems unwanted and we miss her a lot. No space for our feelings.

I could never forget the day I picked you, from that dusty interrogation cell, beaten and ragged, a sorry sight. How far you've come, you've grown upon following my light. My Hound, My instrument, that gleeful song you sing, an omen to the near godhood I help bring.

Currently reorganising my kink gear after the move. This is everything I had in boxes so keep in mind that there's still my outfits and bigger pieces as well as the boot collection mission here... Never have disposable income, girls.

HERS HERS HERS HERS

Handler Gamma@handlergamma.bsky.social · last mo.

Of course, you're one of mine after all.

Handler is perfection. Handler is firmly entrenched i our head. Passion, devotion, determination all for Her. She guides us to a better self with Her power. Staring at Her from our knees. Never seen more beauty and will. We crave Her and yearn for Her. For Handler is the World and this we defend.

Handler Gamma@handlergamma.bsky.social · last mo.

Yes Hound? I know you can't stop staring. So speak, come on your your big pup words, tell Handler what you need. You might get it as a treat after your next mission.

Her voice whispers... Her voice commands

We are so back

Storyteller@storyteller13.bsky.social · last mo.

... Okay I'm not even gonna comment on this one 🙃

Hai~ Thinking about you~<3

if u see this, quote post a pic of u in glasses

BananaFox/ Kalista@bananafox.bsky.social · last mo.

if u see this, quote post a pic of u in glasses

Now now don't squirm you dirty dog you brought this upon yourself. So often you made yourself grimey and unpresentable. I thought the ice-cold hose would wash sense into you but well... My last resort is scraping your dirty skin off with sandpaper. Maybe the blood will clean you.