Imagine You're A Trans Man And You Get Kidnapped And Wake Up On Your Back Tied Up In A Female Glory Hole

Imagine you're a trans man and you get kidnapped and wake up on your back tied up in a female glory hole with a cock fucking into your soaking wet cunt. Your upper half is in a box-like thing so you can't see anything, and your legs are spread open and held up in stirrups. Your pussy is open and exposed to the world.

As you panic and start struggling, you hear several deep voices. Some are jeering at you and others are excited you're awake. One voice in particular stands out.

"Glad to see you're awake, dumb slut," you hear. Based off how close the voice is, you guess it's the man currently inside you. He fucks into you with slow, deep strokes. "Here's what's going to happen: I've got 20 men here ready to rape your cunt. They're gonna fuck and breed you until you remember you're just a dumb female bitch, not a man. It doesn't matter how much testosterone you take, how big your t-dick is, or if you cut off your tits. You've got a cunt, that means you're a female. And females are below men, only good for getting fucked and bred and giving birth to children. Got it?"

Despite your constant struggling and fighting and pleading, you're unable to escape your restraints. Some men fuck you hard and fast, others fuck you slow and controlled. Some don't care if you cum, others make you cum several times before they dump their loads into you. At first, you could feel the difference in cocks. Their lengths and girths fit inside you differently. But after so many, your pussy becomes numb and overstimulated, and they all start feeling the same.

After about your fifth time cumming, you brain starts turning to mush. You no longer have the energy to panic, fight, or cry. You just take the cocks like a good girl. Eventually you start whimpering and whining, a few good thrusts making you moan. It's not because you like it. It's because you're too fucked out to do anything else. Your body is just responding to your overstimulated pussy.

After 10 different cocks, there's a slap on your pussy. You hear the same voice from before.

"Start deadnaming and misgendering yourself, slut. Tell us your real name and that you're a good female breeding bitch. Tell us how much like you like having real mens' cocks in your pussy."

You don't do it at first. Why would you? You've already lost so much dignity tonight. But as the men keep calling you "good girl" and "breeding cunt," you start to break. They talk about how perfect your feminine pussy is, how female you are, how feminine your thighs and ass are. When you're on the verge of cumming for the 9th time after having been edged for a half hour, when you're properly cock drunk and full of several loads of cum, you finally break. You ramble about your deadname, how wet and good your pussy feels, how female and desperate you are, how you need the cock inside you to fuck you harder and make you cum. A ton of voices call you a good girl and repeat your real name over and over. You try to ignore how it makes you pussy throb and tingle. A hand starts rubbing your clit and you cum.

The men keep using you. After all, there's still cocks you need to take. They start talking about how they're going to breed you. About how your fertile womb is made to be filled with cum and swell up with a baby. They say it over and over again in a thousand different ways, taunting and teasing you and fucking into you. You start repeating what they're saying. You're just a pussy. You're just a womb. You're made to be fucked and bred and give birth. You'll do it over and over again because that's all you're good for.

By the time the last cock is in your pussy, you're barely conscious. It's been hours. Your pussy is leaking and sore, you're out of stamina, and you swear you can feel the various floods of cum pushing up against and putting pressure on your cervix. But that can't be possible. Most of it leaked out or was fucked out by different cocks.

You cum for the last time, your pussy clenching down on the final cock. Only God knows how many times you came. The man cums into you with a grunt and you feel another wave of warm cum fill you up. He pulls out and it leaks out of your pussy and down your cum-drenched ass with the rest of the loads.

You're left alone for several minutes, and in the quiet you pass out.

Almost two weeks later, in the room you were locked up in after the "breeding session," you get a positive pregnancy test. The man who had addressed you that night — and also the man who had kidnapped you and set up this whole thing, as it turns out — keeps you locked up until you give birth. He rapes you all throughout your third trimester. "Cum helps promote labor," he says. You're just happy he's finally helping with the raging pregnancy hormones and insatiable horniness. Surprisingly, pregnant sex is really good, and you try to ignore how much better it feels than normal sex.

As you go into labor, he rapes you one last time. And once you're in active labor, when your baby is crowning, he rubs your clit until you cum, helping you push your baby out. An "orgasmic birth," he calls it. Apparently it's a thing.

After the birth, you're dropped off at the hospital with your newborn. Before he leaves, he congratulates you on becoming a woman and a mother, just as you were always made to be. Despite the soreness and pain you're still feeling after giving birth, your pussy tingles and throbs at the words.