@redp-lledsnowflakegirl
degraded liberal

18 year old leftist trans girl being turned and humiliated

18+! No age in bio blogs get blocked! Respect boundaries! This is all fantasy!!!

LIMITS: No pics or personal info given, no cnc, no racism

Very much a light version of these blogs!

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2021-10-17 02:08:05
    tabithak

    Do it for the food ! The real reason you became a red-pilled red-state Republicrat is that the food is better ! You pig out at so many rich white conservative lunch things— everyone knows you there on the arm of some patriarch getting sloppy on shrimp and stupid on Dom. You are just like a fuck & feed queen, and you stuff yourself while they stuff your head with straight traditional values and your holes with Christian wealth penis. You are such a big liar; what have you done ? You fucked a Senator from South Carolina ? Just cause he had crab. Your big ass has sat in all the right-wing pro-life military-tech goon squad dining rooms as you put your squats to good use getting group boned along with all the other bimbos putting on much poundage… you love stuffing your big bloated face while some ancient illuminati guy fucks your tits into the roast beef… uhh, all the girls in a line with their dresses up and their big gravy-train dumpers getting bare-back hard-raped as the Men continue to discuss debt and crime and drugs and the problems of youth today… you shudder with what you think and he tells you is an orgasm from deep inside you… know that the turkey baster shoot-up with hot fresh young Alpha DNA is still coming up, and all of you females will go home with a doggy bag of bones as well as your selected spunk deposits… “uhh, yes Sir; my Husband votes for me” “protect our children” “we need to get married sooner” “meat is God” “Yes Sir.”

    redp-lledsnowflakegirl

    yes Sur... im a fat red state bitch

    tabitha2

    #fake Tabitha edit glitches #pro-Patriarchy kink #red voter pride #go red #support your natural conquest #proper female place #all girls feel this way deep down #wet to be subjugated #i am just naturally submissive #i need a Man to think #this country needs a Man in charge #i get so wet thinking about it #plz take over my body #plz grab my pussy squeeze my tits slap my ass use me for your big hard strong State #good girls are property of the Deep Male Rule #pledge allegiance @redp-lledsnowflakegirl #be free of thought #love your Cuntry & Men #flyover fuckbunny #Midwestern mom of 7 #it is what you really are #targeted demographic

    redp-lledsnowflakegirl

    i... me? pledge allegiance? this isnt... me? a red state... midwestern... mom of 7... cuntry

    is that me? i thought i was gay and i didn't like that?

    tabitha2

    She made me over into trailer trash… her skanky white wife with fat sloppy tits who talks like a hick, dresses like a whore, and can’t stop sucking Cock in truckstop toilet glory holes… omigawd I’m like a southern moron red-state bimbo who loves guns and Guys and getting plowed… “call me Tabi, sugar… Tabi Lynn… i love the Patriarchy… i love being Patriotic… i love Men being in charge of my Cuntry…”

    #me fake Cuntry white trash truck fuck whore

    redp-lledsnowflakegirl

    omg dont make me her hehe

    tabitha2

    Too late sweetcheeks :-b

    Now get your MAGAot-loving tits to work pleasing some guy to make America porn again. 💋

    redp-lledsnowflakegirl

    i- i- i am! why of course i am! these tits are all for them sexy hunks! i wanna be such a good porn star, sugar! maga!

    tabitha2

    She made me over into trailer trash… her skanky white wife with fat sloppy tits who talks like a hick, dresses like a whore, and can’t stop sucking Cock in truckstop toilet glory holes… omigawd I’m like a southern moron red-state bimbo who loves guns and Guys and getting plowed… “call me Tabi, sugar… Tabi Lynn… i love the Patriarchy… i love being Patriotic… i love Men being in charge of my Cuntry…”

    #me fake Cuntry white trash truck fuck whore

    redp-lledsnowflakegirl

    omg dont make me her hehe

    leahonfeminism-deactivated20180

    Fiction: The Bet

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    “No way you guys! This is way too small!”

    “Hey! We didn’t make the rules!” laughed Ron.

    He was right. I had made the rules. But when I made the rules Hillary was up by an unbeatable margin. Everyone knew she would win and I wanted to put my most annoying friends in their place. They were cocky enough to accept my idea for the bet. Whoever won the election would bring the loosers out a night out and would choose the loosers outfit.

    I had been giggling at the thought of bringing my asshole friends to a gay bar wearing leather pants and feminist slogans. Then everything went wrong. A few weeks later I was standing in Ron’s living room holding a tiny Trump top. Preparing for the worst night of my life.

    I shuddered when I pulled it on. Make America Great Again covered my entire upper body and my breasts almost burst out the top. Just get it over with, I said to myself.

    Ron and Drew couldn’t keep from laughing as I came out. I gave them my old top and bra which they happily accepted. “Hey! Don’t drool on my clothes jerks! I’m not going back to my flatmates wearing this shit. I get my clothes back at midnight. That’s the deal.”

    I wasn’t surprised when they drove out of the city. Most places around here were liberal feminist places. I would get ugly looks, but noone would do anything. So what was the point? They wanted to see me squirm.

    We ended up at a dirty redneck bar outside the city. I was almost crying from embarrassment when they took me out of the car and into the bar. Drawing every pair of eyes in the bar towards my chest. They pulled me towards a table in the middle of the room and smiled at how the room got quiet. Ron got me a beer. Can’t hurt, I thought.

    Most of the night was spent sipping the beer trying not to get drunk while putting up with drunk rednecks drooling over me. Ron and Drew seemed to keep them from trying to hit on me but it didn’t help me much. I used all my force not to cry and run out. Knowing how much they would love to see that this was getting to me.

    A half hour was remaining. I started to realize I would get through this. Thirty more minutes and this would all be just a bad joke. I emptied my third beer. Then I heard a deep voice.

    “Nice top babe! Few girls are brave enough to flag their love for Big D in public.“

    I looked up and froze. Over me stood a muscular man with the looks of a Calvin Klein model. He didn’t seem to care about Ron or Drew at all but stood so close to me his thigh pushed against my arm.

    “Uhm. T-thank you.” I blushed. My eyes went down to the ground but then up at his face again in awe.

    “Say, what makes a girl get so passionate about Trump? Most chicks I know got scared off by the pussy grabbing tape?”

    What the fuck was going on? The rules said nothing about what I could say? Just place and clothes. But still. I looked over at Ron and Drew who seemed as shocked as me.

    “I. Uhm. Like how he speaks his mind I guess?”

    “Nice! But you didn’t campaign? I didn’t see you out there. And trust me I would have noticed.”

    “Oh I. Uhm. I’m not very good with talking about politics and. Stuff?” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. I was a major in political science and an active campus feminist. I could easily start a discussion or just tell this guy to fuck off. But I couldn’t.

    “You wouldn’t need to know anything babe. I do the talking. Those tits just gets the door open. Say? We’re doing a pro life rally tomorrow. Getting some signatures. Man would it help if you just stood next to me flaunting those things.”

    I blushed even more and looked back at Ron and Drew who had their jaws down at the table. My body shivered.

    “By the way, where are my manners. I’m Hunter and this here is my bar. I was lead campaigner for the big man in this county. And trust me when I said we knocked the bitch out of the park. Nice to meet a piece of ass like you here. We don’t get many of those.”

    He grabbed a bar stool and sat down just over me. I looked up at him.

    He spoke forever about himself and Trump then Ron interrupted him. “So. Uhm. It’s way past midnight. I guess we should. Uhm. Like. Leave now?”

    “Hey don’t worry kid! I’ll take her home.” said Hunter.

    Ron looked at me. I didn’t even know what to think anymore. “We have your. Uhm. Stuff in our car. Remember? I really have to go now.”

    I looked at Ron. Back at Hunter. Then to Ron again with a different look on my face.

    “Don’t worry Ron. I’ll pick it up whenever.” I heard myself say while shrugging. I turned my chair towards Hunter and leaned abit towards him. Turning my back completely to Ron and Drew. “Anyway. Can you tell me more about that pro life thing tomorrow?”

    averylittlecouple

    I love stuff like this. Where a woman in an encounter with a man who she by all rights should, at best, not get along with. And at worst, will hate. But she is so into him any way simply because of how attractive and confident he is

    yetanotherindividual-deactivate

    You should beg Trump's followers to punish you for publicly hating him.

    G-god damn it… Stupid, ugh… 

    Republicans, conservatives, and anyone who loves… our pr-president… fuck… Please punish me however you wish. I will accept anything you want to say to me, and you can… can order me to do just about anything. At the very least, I’ll read anything you send me… My rights aren’t my own; they’re yours–real men, real women–to take away. Message me or Ask me anything.

    I’m… going to regret this.