When I was younger, I was raped by a guy who realized I was trans during class (this was pre-transition and I didn’t pass very well). He tricked me into entering the men’s bathroom, which I typically avoided since, again, I didn’t pass very well. He was pretending like he’d protect me when I entered since I was nervous about it. I don’t really know why I fell for it, to be honest.

He pushed me into the handicap stall and locked the door. I immediately realized where this was heading and scrabbled for the door, but he grabbed my wrist roughly and squeezed it and told me to be quiet or he’d tell the teachers some made-up lie. I don’t even remember what the lie was anymore, and again, I don’t know why I fell for it. I think the pressure and intensity of the situation was just too much.

I was made to drop to my knees and start sucking his growing erection. This was actually my first time sucking a dick (I wasn’t a virgin, just never gave a blowjob since my prior partners were AFAB) and I fumbled a bit, but built up a rhythm and heard him start moaning. It was at this point that I stopped fighting back and just let it happen. I didn’t know what else to do.

He very quickly forced me onto all fours and had me lean my forearms on the toilet lid. He then spat on his dick and shoved it into my cunt all at once. My mouth had helped lube it up some, and I hate to admit it, but sucking his cock had made me wet. It still hurt at first, but after a few strokes it… felt good.

I begged him to stop but he told me to shut up and slapped my ass, asking me how could I be a real man with a wet cunt like this? Do real men have tits that dangle as they’re being fucked doggystyle? I’m pretty sure I started crying at this point, but it was all pretty blurry and felt like I was witnessing everything from a distance.

He was quick to finish and came inside a wad of toilet paper. I think he realized that it wouldn’t be a smart idea to leave his cum inside me, although I’m sure he would have loved to humiliate me and ask if real men take a man’s seed in their drooling cunts. He made me clean up and threatened me not to tell anyone. I don’t t remember how I got back to class or anything like that. It all felt like a dream.

He did this to me a few more times until we graduated, always making sure to misgender me and claim that he wanted to help fix me. Now I find myself missing it and so badly want to live out a CNC scenario where a man tries to “fix” me. It’s such an odd feeling.