💬 Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

I see trannies from time to time. They're mostly restricted to a handful of hipster suburbs that are relatively close to the CBD.
They're almost exclusively Boomer aged men who are absolutely delusional if they think they're passing.
 
Asians and noggs basically have built-in easymode for trooning out because asian men have very little testosterone while sheboons are rife with the stuff to the point where the Olympics or whatever had to adjust their rules for maximum T levels allowed for competing in women's sports. And I'm not even counting the "intersex" men they let compete. Seriously, Japanese men go on gameshows to get dressed up like "cute girls" and it's astonishing how easily they do it.
Sorry for late reply but... exactly! I've been saying this shit and people always disagree, but it's true.

White troons have it worse, and especially Middle Eastern and South Asians as well. Tend to be hairy with more variance between sexes naturally occuring.

Whereas East Asians and nogs tend to have much less variance, so trooning out isn't quite as clockable right away.
 
One of my old friends' (we don't have contact anymore) brother trooned out during highschool. We go to the same college now.

He has the classic fluorescent hair and the very sharp jaw. I try not to look at him, and avoid letting on that I can tell it's him.

It's kinda sad.
 
Six troon encounters immediately spring to mind (help me, I am in hell)

1. Probably 2014 or 2015, a troon comes into work and I have to help them with something with their car. The whole time he's standing over me and trying to initiate conversation, meanwhile I'm trying to do what I have to do and ignore the middle aged man with fake balloon tits and bleach blonde hair dressed like a high school cheerleader. We go back inside and finalize the transaction, which involves taking a phone number and name.

Me: "So, this number is bringing up, uh, (Man's name)? Is that correct?
Troon: That's my old name.
Me: I.... see...

Awkward pause, finish the transaction, tranny leaves without incident, my sentence in clown world was just beginning.

2. Same workplace, there's a karate place nearby with classes for kids and adults. One of the parents looks just like the tranny second from left in this accursed speedrunning troon dinner picture (maybe it is him :lit:): B1C50363-D720-4B18-AFB9-AE5D2E686A16.jpeg
These classes take place a few days a week, and everytime I saw this dude I just felt bad for the poor kid who has such a freakshow for a father (:_(

3: Don't remember exactly when this took place, but thanks to my freakish memory for faces I recognized a random troon who had been featured on a KF thread while swiping on tinder. Dude passes better than most, and of course gave no indication that he is a natal male, so some poor bastards out there have doubtless gotten a (former) pickle surprise :pickle:

4. Get a call at work, man enquiring about a warranty on an item purchased before, tell him to come in and we'll take a look. When he arrives, he's a manlet dressed like a gym thot, with a tank top, yoga pants, long hair in a ponytail, hairline receding (very disrespectful). Have to find him in the computer system, and change his info from some common male name like "David" to "Elise". The "girl" name stuck with me, such a classic troon name :lol:

5. Bit of an ongoing situation. Different workplace now, there's this tranny that's been there a few times so far. Middle age, makes some effort in passing by wearing older-woman appropriate attire and unsuccessfully modulating his voice up, drives a stereotypical woman's car, but a pretty heavyset dude. After his most recent visit, my coworker (50s woman, bit of a shitlib) and got into a discussion about the troon we were just dealing with, with her arguing that it COULD be a very unfortunate looking woman (SOME WOMEN ARE BUILT LIKE THAT!), and me arguing there was no way that that was an OEM girl. Unless and until he joins the 41%, this argument will rage on.

6. My most recent troon encounter, taking place a mere few days ago. Dude comes in for a car related issue, and being the most senior employee, my coworkers (afore mentioned woman, and another woman, 20s, kind of based) have me address it. For context, I'm 6'4 and sound like Barry White, but this guy intimidated even me. Middle age man, around the same height, similar bassy voice, southern drawl, built like a linebacker with garish balloon tits, and wearing a power suit. I go outside, take a look at the car, which involves looking in the trunk. The troon had various things in there, and moves some of them to the backseat of the vehicle. Yet unbeknownst to me, but which my coworkers had seen from inside, these items included a pink frilly princess dress. :cryblood: I then have to get inside the car, and I see with my own eyes this accursed item. My mind is screaming to get away from this obviously insane man as soon as possible, and after determining I can't address this car issue with the equipment I have, I beat a hasty retreat back inside. I must have looked shellshocked, because my second coworker immediately asks if I'm all right; she had seen the pink dress, and THAT SHIT WAS FUCKED. I jokingly ask my older coworker if THAT was a girl, to which I get a "fuck no, his voice was deeper than yours!" and a "hell nah, that ain't no girl!" from the based girl. I then immediately go outside and take a smoke break to cope with my rapid onset PTSD (Post-Troon Stress Disorder.) What the actual fuck.

PS: I've also seen some ugly and obviously mentally ill FtM trannies/Enbies, but nothing particularly stands out. They're just more sad and pathetic than anything, especially in comparison to the aggressive fetishistic exhibitionism of the MtF.

TL: DR: I have lived to see manmade horrors beyond my comprehension.
 
I think I only ever ran into one. I'm about 80% sure they were one, anyway. Was a waitress/waiter (fucking whatever) at a downtown BBQ joint I used to regularly go to. They dressed a bit odd and had that weird unholy voice trannies have when they're taking hormones.


On the crossdresser front though... I used to work at a Kroger back in like late 2004/2005 as a bagger. One late night this dude walks out of the store in skin tight black shirt, short denim miniskirt, hair all done up, high heels and a purse. The weirdest thing was... I saw him every week after that. But during the day and always wearing *the same thing* a tucked in white t-shirt and jeans. The whole ordeal was so bizarre it's burned into my brain some 17 years later.
 
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In line at JcPenney in Louisiana. Near(ish) a college. MtF running the register. Typical "become the nerdy goth gf" AGP class. Absolute failure.

He is getting reemed by this black woman and her "DAS RITE"-tier man about I don't fucking remember what specifically, probably stupid shit.

She is pissed. Keeps calling him sir loudly and making a scene, and the troon just goes into baby mode. Eventually calls a manager and gets the line moving again.

Bring my stuff to register, he's mumbling about how rude it was to misgender him, how his name tag was clearly visible and a girl's name, and they never gave him a chance to correct them or he would have liked to... but they never let him.

The whole time, this couple is now loudly arguing with the manager a few feet away and looking back at the register and saying SIR and THIS MAN RIGHT HERE.

Day I almost felt bad for a troon. At least he's working, and retail really sucks.

Then I didn't, because I knew if a polite and frail grandmother called the visible man sir, he would have flipped his shit at her the same way. Maybe worse with their love for rape threats. Probably tries to get college lesbians from lesbian dating apps fired and kicked out of school for not wanting the girldick too. Projecting a bit.

So, end of transaction.
"Thanks man!"
 
Oddly enough, I have met and conversed with more FtM trannys than I have MtF. They're much easier to talk to because their attitude is more laid back about the transition and they (or at least the ones I've interacted with) never really made it this huge part of their identity. I would probably describe them as the trans people that every trans advocate talks about when they say that they are peaceful. One of them used to date one of my close friends and the other one was at a couple kickbacks at a different friends house. We mostly just talked about random bullshit (TV, gaming, relationships, internet shenanigans, yadda yadda), nothing crazy really comes up in memory.
I'm willing to bet that there are a lot of cool trans people out there that don't get involved with the lunacy of online troon politics/activism because the environment is so toxic. One step out of line, and they get eaten alive by everyone else in the cult. Kind of sucks, really.
As for the MtF, I've only had to deal with them if they were working a register somewhere and they're either really gross looking (unkempt, out of shape, unhygienic but with makeup on) or they have this sort of psycho stare where you can see too much white in their eyes. One I saw actually was in decent shape....but dude-built, and that was the only one I can recall that was relatively friendly. The rest of them just acted....exhausted? Like they were just done with everything. Despite all that, all of the trans people I've come across IRL never trooned out or made any problems.

Except for one.

I don't know if I would even call this guy a trans person, but he was DEFINITELY a "buffalo bill". It was this old guy who always wore a dress and would come into the store I worked at and would just creep everyone out. We called him "OLB" (Old Lady Balls). At first we tried treating him like a customer and giving proper service like we did with everyone, but it became clear that he came in to stalk an employee REAL quick. He only wanted to be helped by the one person, kept asking personal questions, and the employee got creeped out and the manager told the employee to go to the break room so they could deal with OLB. Once the manager knew that this freak wouldn't be buying shit, OLB got told to leave and he made a huge fuss about being treated poorly. Manager wasn't having it and said 'if you're not buying anything, then you're not a customer and you're loitering, please go' and OLB yelled something and stormed out. Thing is, he would keep trying to come back in to talk to that employee for weeks afterwards and we kept telling him to leave and he would say 'okay i'll try again later'. Even the Starbucks down the street (fucking STARBUCKS of all places) banned him for life for screaming at the females working there, calling them cunt dykes. This happened 7 years ago, and I haven't seen him since. I hope that asshole is dead.
Was her name doreen?

Most, uh, "ethnic minorities" aren't exactly tolerant towards trannies or faggots in general. The narrative is a load of bull but we've known that for long.

Niggers would always give me shit. But then other ones want me to break their buck, so idk.
 
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Perfect place to find trannies are stores like hot topic or Spencer's. I go to Spencer's frequently because I have piercings and they have a nice selection available. There you'll always see trannies wearing skirts but having a "he/him" pin on their lanyard.
 
Perfect place to find trannies are stores like hot topic or Spencer's. I go to Spencer's frequently because I have piercings and they have a nice selection available. There you'll always see trannies wearing skirts but having a "he/him" pin on their lanyard.
Reminds me of when I used to ride the bus with one since the local Hot Topic opens around the same time my university classes started. This one is ridiculous. Imagine the guy in the attached file, but caked in makeup and wearing ill-fitting women's coats and dresses. He also had a bag covered in Anime pins. One fateful day I brought a Japanese magazine to read and he was staring me down so much I could feel it. I looked up a few times and yes, he certainly was looking at me, wearing a Madoka Magica t-shirt that barely fit. He stared at me like I was the Troon. Thank God he was Autistic enough to not ask me questions or say anything.
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All of these stories have made me thank god my WW2 veteran grandfather died over a decade ago. Whatever God there is spared him these horrors.
 
If he was alive now he'd prob be like "maybe we should have let the Germans win,"
Hate to break it to you, but they were into trooning even more than the Allies. There's a whole bunch of photos of crossdressers and research and philosophy of it all floating around from the time. And since the war Germany and Japan have both gone all out on degeneracy.
 
A store I go to every now and then hired a new employee, a short fat girl with blue hair wearing a trans flag pin on her shirt, with "he/him" written on it. She was working the cash register, and had put zero effort into changing her voice to sound the slightest bit masculine.
You just described 90% of FtM's.

I had an ftm tranny who didn't even fucking attempt to look or sound like a man that was able to join my *Men's* University Choir back in ~2017-2018. This is despite the fact that this bitch literally had an alto singing voice. But because my school was about as woke as they get, when this troon asked to get in there was 0 hesitation from my choral director.

"""""He"""""" made all the guys super mad because, despite being assigned 1st Tenor (the highest voice part in a men's choir), this idiot couldn't hit any of the lower notes of his part and its voice just generally did not blend with the other guys at all.

I should also note that "he" was probably 5'2" and 300 pounds, had buzzcut and blue dyed hair, and massive tits. Great job passing, retard. He also had a stupid name that I don't remember exactly, but it was some "unique" name (that no actual guy has in the 21st century) like Emmett or Oliver or some shit.

Fuck trannies, man. I just wanted to sing in my men's choir :(
 
I took a watercolor class at a local community college a few years ago and there was a fat girl with blue hair that always showed up wearing a flannel and Heelys. Her name was something standard so of course she announces that she goes by Beatrice or something, so I assumed she was a lesbian.

One week the assignment is a painting of a time you felt a strong emotion and you have to explain what it was. She got up and told everyone the story of how she went to some festival, before the class had taken place, and they had name and pronoun badges and she had an existential crisis trying to figure out what she should write, and that was the day she learned she was really a boy. All the sad weirdos pursuing and associates degree in painting fawned over her for the rest of class.

I’ve seen a few others around and I’m guessing one works at the local camping store seeing as they introduced pronoun badges for the staff.
 
Hate to break it to you, but they were into trooning even more than the Allies. There's a whole bunch of photos of crossdressers and research and philosophy of it all floating around from the time. And since the war Germany and Japan have both gone all out on degeneracy.
But do you mean nazi Germany or non-nazi Germany? Because I'm sure fags were gassed
 
Currently taking a gaming design course at university. Got stuck doing a group project with a MTF troon who seems to be balding and a femboy furry. They made a joke about "programmer socks". Of course, neither of them are helping me with any actual work, just shitposting in the group chat we have.
 
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