AI has made some nights spent on here questionable. You might as well go type in to google ai crossdressers, screenshot it and claim it’s you on here. Serves zero purpose other than something else to scroll past.

These were my favourite tights loved them so much

Incest question

They often
Ask me
If I'm gay
With hope
And some lust...
I do not know
What to say.
If I am girl...
A must?
Yes I do
Transit
Yes I take.
Yes estrogen
Is high.
But I do never
Want a sex
Could It be so...
You mind?

Ok you
Do not know me
And see a girl
In dress...
Would you approach
Rough , with pain
And force me into bed?
I do like dresses
Do like tights
And Fashion
And Style.
I do mind questions
Of that type...
But you are always rough
And ask me why
I am hiding gay...
No laugh...
No pleasure
I feel pain.

I feel so angry
and so sad
There is no taste
No tact...
No love
No
Interest
Just
Sex
To drill
My skirt
To f***...

Yes I am mutant
Yes in dress
Not any more a man.
Yes High my body
Estrogen
And lips and breasts feel pain...
I hate your question!
Am I gay?
Not
Never
Nevermind
They still
Think
I am hiding
Truth
And ready
Bent
But shy...

No,
listen,
I was young and strong
Traped
With mad twenty bulls.
Yes they were gays
The sperm has boiled
The penises were long
The dominance
They fight fight fight
And F* and F*
Mad strong...
That eyes
Mad eyes
When you put boy
To suffer cry and tear
I never understood at all.
And never have forgiven.
I never liked sex meal
Yet
The play of dominance
Man never better been
In hole
Same breed and same romance...
Yes I survived
Nobody touched
Me ever to my back
But trust
Was lost forever
Guys
or Gays
Still same the end.
Since than
I never dreamed of sex
I wished to be a girl.
Stop asking me
It is incest.
Not delicate
At all

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