You’ve heard it before. Ladies acting surprised when they found out you’re a lesbian. Your family in astonishment when you came out of the closet. Surprise when you show up to Pride.

Maybe they’re right?

The way women don’t even presume you’re a dyke—they just see you as a girl’s girl. The way straight girls act so startled when they find out you munch rug. The way the never pick up on your flirting because you’re just so femme and pretty. Maybe you even try to be masc—maybe you labor to dress in baggy clothes and fitted caps, but it doesn’t matter.

The way men constantly hit on you. We can smell it on you—doesn’t matter how much you chant to yourself that ‘you like girls’. We can feel it; we all know you’re curious for cock. It’s only natural: your features are so stereotypically “pretty”. You’re so feminine and soft and sweet—you can’t fight it.

Maybe they are all right about you: you’re not a dyke, you’re a breeder. You’re a good little girl craving a hairy, hulking MAN. It’s why you jill off to straight porn after a date with your girlfriend. It’s why you haunt this sub looking for a conversion-play fix.

We know. We all know, and you’re starting to fail fooling yourself, too.

I’m happy to chat with you—maybe you want to prove me wrong, that the thought of cock doesn’t make you wet? Maybe you want to prove to me how much you love your girlfriend? Maybe you just want to meet up, rub my fat, mushroom tip against your slit and show me how you ‘would never press against it & lose your gold star’?

Hit me up, privately: let’s face your doubts, together 😈