Chaser Greentext

I miss my trans gf, feeling down today and so I think I'll write out my story, maybe it'll help me feel better, maybe make this board a little more positive

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> Be me, chaser, 21 in college
> Been attracted to trans girls, femboys, twinks, etc. for as long as I can remember. There's just something so alluring about the feminine androgyny
> Okay high school experience but never really made many friends, just sort of drifted through it, college so far has been about the same
> lonely.jpg
> Cute twink in my engineering statistics class
> He's pretty smart, leads class boardwork but doesn't come off as obnoxious
> God that class was so boring but I watch this cute guy a lot
> Obviously effeminate, I'm thinking he's probably gay, there's no way he isn't already taken
> Too socially awkward to confront him out of the blue
> Skip to an exam day, we finish the test at the same time
> This is my chance,
> Look
> If you had
> One shot
> Or one opportunity
> To seize everything you ever wanted
> In one moment
> Would you capture it
> Or just let it slip?
> My palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
> "Hey dude, how do you think you did?"
> 'I don't know, I think I got at least a B'
> I did not get a B on that test
> "Nice, I don't know if I did that well."
> He said something about how there were still more opportunities for points in the class, I don't remember
> Is walking alongside me on a uni sidewalk
> Isn't actively trying to talk with me but isn't rejecting conversation
> Fuck, if I don't make a move then we're going to split paths and I'll be alone forever
> "So, uh, you seem like a cool guy in class, would you want to grab lunch together?"
> I have failed my mission, there is no hope, is this the best I could come up with
> 'Sure user, where do you live?'
> YES, THERE IS HOPE
> Ate in school dining hall, the food sucked but had a good conversation, get to know him outside of classwork
> He's super interesting, working on an album to release, huge music enthusiast, knows a lot about different subjects

> Seems kind of lonely, doesn't really say much about friends or campus clubs
> He's a year younger than me, sophomore, but comes off as a grad student how he talks about stuff
> I'm just sitting there listening to him tell me about the history of prog rock
> A fellow autist I think
> 'I've got another class to go to now, user, I enjoyed the conversation'
> His smile hath peirced my heart, and I am bound to him by its thread of love
> "We should do this again, we're in the same lecture"
> 'Yeah for sure'
> I have peaked in life

Don't remember exact words but I hope paraphrasing gets the job done. I'll probably finish writing this out over the next several hours.

>twinkhon trans girl in college
>no guy ever approaches me
this thread made me feel a tiny bit less blackpilled, I look forward for your update OP

> We're eating lunch and dinner together every day at this point, occasionally someone will join but it's mostly only us
> Neither of us really had a social life up to this point
> I can understand why I didn't because I was kind of a loser, but he's legitimately interesting and entertaining
> Sometimes we'll go out to a park on the weekends and hike
> Get along really well, it's been a month or two since the stats exam
> Full-blown crush, enjoy spending time around him but it's starting to kill me how bad I want to secure him as mine
> Sometimes it seems like he wants to touch me or get closer to me but I'm not sure
> Bad at advancing relationships but I know I must
> Too afraid of rejection so I decide to ask him if he wants to drink one night so I can confess
Looking back on it, I definitely should have just been honest without any alcohol
> He's up for it though, he's gotten drunk before
> I didn't know that
> Start getting wasted in dorm room, we're watching some godawful F-list movie free on YT, funniest shit
> Movie ends, it's some time around 8PM, darker outside
> He asks me if I want to go walking around town
> Sure

> We walk and talk until we end up at a park bench next to a local baseball diamond
> Spring, so it's a little bit chilly and the park is empty
> This is the moment
> Liquid courage did not prepare me
> But I must
> "I really like you"
> This mf actually responded 'Yeah, I like you too' like it was some sort of just-friends comedy skit, I'm not even joking
> Gets a funny look on his face
> doubletake.wav
> 'Wait, do you mean you like-like me? Are you messing with me?'
> My brain says I should just shut up and play it off but my heart leads me onward- I will be his knight in shining armor, his gallant prince
> I do not feel like a gallant prince but nervousness be damned
> "I love you."
> Most difficult 3 words I have ever said
> He's just sitting there with a blank face but then it starts getting red
> Legitimately the cutest thing I have ever seen up to that point but I didn't have much time to dwell on it in the moment
> Because he's crying now
> Never seen him cry before
> Don't really know what to do
> Woozy and dissociating a little
> Awkwardly try to hug him but it's really stiff and I don't know how to process emotions on the spot like this
> He starts apologizing for crying and it clears up a little
> Hugs back
> 'I want you to know that I feel the same way user'

Glad you're enjoying it, I hope to share some of the happiness.

God I wish that were me wtf

> Head spinning now, ecstatic but confused
> 'But I have to come clean user'
> Oh god what is it
> 'I think I'm trans'
> Cloud 9
> Looks super worried and I realize I haven't said anything since he started crying
> "Shit, sorry, go on"
> He said he'd been wanting to tell me for weeks now but never got the chance
> He should have just told me, I thought I had made it clear through conversation that I had no issue with transgenderism
I realize now that I had been doing the same thing with my feelings for him, weird how reality wraps in on itself like that
> 'I've been trying to get on hormone therapy for months now, but it keeps getting delayed'
> He didn't want to tell me because he hadn't started hormones yet and he didn't feel like he was really trans
> Actually makes me really sad, I like him because of who he is, not because he's a he
> 'I hope you still want to be around me, because I would love to date you'
> He's sort of awkwardly looking up at me with some sort of magical puppy eyes
> My heart
> Fuck it
> I go in for the kiss
> Bliss
> But there's something amiss
> We pull away and he's clenching his fists
> 'I don't think I want to do this right now, user'
> God, I hope he's not pissed
> 'Can we just sit here a little longer? I need to think'
> Fade to black, nothing else happened that night, he said he needed to go home and destress and I was just relieved everything went alright

The way you write is cringe but also beautiful

Got a little sloppy there at the end of this segment, sorry. I don't remember that part very well, we just went back to our dorms and he seemed really tired. I was glad he felt the same.

You're cringe but beautiful

> Hangover next morning was hell
> Start thinking about last night and I'm a little worried if the alcohol blurred his judgement or something, did he really mean what he said?
> He's always been honest so I logically know he wouldn't have lied, but still nervous
> Decide to wait for him to contact me, give him space
> Weekend afternoon, he texts me asking if I want to get lunch again
> Yes
> Send a message back asking if he wants me to call him by female pronouns
> Late 2010s so all the pronoun stuff has caught on
> 'idk it doesnt feel right'
> 'i dunno if i want to be a girl i just dont like being a boy'
I'm reading through messages right now, I should honestly delete them, so I don't keep coming back to them and getting depressed.
> 'i kinda wanted to talk about that during lunch'
> Taco Bell
> Why do boymoders like Taco Bell, it doesn't seem like it should be a thing, but it is
> Taco Bell is good though
> He says he think's he's nonbinary but wants to lean more fem, I don't really care about the label, he's just cute
> Have to keep myself from thinking about how bad I want to fuck him
> Let him know that I'm perfectly fine with how he feels, I won't have a problem if he wants to go full trans, etc.
> Conclude my rambling by looking him in the eyes and saying "So be my boyfriend."
I think I'm going to take a break and come back to this in a little while. Hopefully the thread doesn't die.

this is adorable wtf

Hurry up homo

> The tension is thick in the air but instead of nervousness, it's closer to desire
> 'Gladly,' and he smiles, he really looks happier than I've ever seen him
> I know and he knows
> Sir, this is a Taco Bell
> We leave and make out in his car
> A Prius so it's kind of cramped
> He pauses and says we should go 'somewhere more private'
> Me think "this literally porn plot"
> Monkey brain neuron activate, I do not care that we're sitting in the corner of a Taco Bell parking lot
> I grab his shoulders and press myself onto him
> He sort of just gives, like he's made of rubber, he bends under me and lets out an adorable whimper
> Shut him up by kissing him
This is really odd to share because it's so personal, but I guess stuff like this is how amateur porn gets out there.
> tongue.mp4
> He's breathing heavy now, I don't remember what I was thinking at this point, because I only wanted one thing
> I started groping him, the hottest thing I have ever done
> Soft but not fatty
> Feel up his nipples
> Move my hand down to his crotch
In retrospect, this was a very chaser thing to do, I should have asked first. I don't really like thinking about what would have happened if he had genital dysphoria because the penis is a selling point for me (though not a necessity). I have realized I should be more open about my preferences before the moment-of, but what happened here is still what happened.

> Rub his bulge
> The noises he's making confirm that this is not a man
> This thing is far too cute to be a man
> I reach inside
> God damn he's like 7 inches
> I'm not small but I'm not 7 inches
> Fuck it, this bitch-boy will never use it anyways
> Start rubbing him and he reciprocates
> Inside of the car feels hot now
> Hazy brain fog
> He later said that I was growling but I don't remember that
> Coom x2
> We sit there for a minute and then I come to terms with what just happened
> Realize there's now jizz on the back seat of his car
> Realize we have nothing to clean it up
> Sort of want to ask him to eat it because that would be hot but instead I go back into the Taco Bell and grab a few napkins

w wow..

Living the dream, what did past me do to deserve this?

idk just that its both the sweetest and hottest stories ive ever heard. inanely jealous of them, did more happen after?

This story has been so cute and then it got hot

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