💬 Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

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Gingervitis dijo:
Horrifying rating aside, what the fuck is a “sex therapist”?
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Sex therapists are a real thing, they're just therapists who focus on sexual dysfunction, so if you're dealing with sexual trauma or specific problems related to sex you don't have to go to a regular therapist (who might not have the specific knowledge of physical sexual dysfunction) or a doctor (who might have terrible people skills). There is licencing and specific training for it and everything.

In this case, he's probably just talking about a random pervert and pretending they're a therapist though, since anyone actually working as a therapist would be struck off if they had a relationship with a client.
 
I knew a FTM for a while that was just a textbook attention-whore. She was fat, blue-dyed hair, Harry Potter glasses, and NEVER missed a chance to make a Tumblr-style "lol im garbage" joke as loud as she could. Literally everyone I knew called her "her" behind her back, nobody took her seriously because it was clear she just wanted attention. She was (and I think still is) dating this extremely creepy gay dude with an equally-Tumblr personality and a school shooter stare.

There was another FTM I knew briefly that was an unironic mental illness checklist that was more sad than annoying or funny. Though she did tell two of my normie friends that she shipped them one time, in a VERY public setting, to their faces. Apparently she also took her male name from a character in a musical, so it goes without saying she was also a Tumblrina.
 
I was living in a mid-size city in 2005 that had a very special troon I saw regularly. They were basically a batshit homeless crazy schizo, 6’1 that stomped around town in stripper clothes and clownesque make-up. Walked around with giant 2-liters of cheap soda they drank out of and constantly, angrily talked to themselves. They got arrested a number of times for attacking people in parking garages with plastic knives or forks. Was banned from almost every store in the downtown area.

An old friend sent me a link when the troon died a few years ago. The trans fever was just taking hold and they ran a story about this “brave trans woman.” I can only imagine how every sane person in the city felt about the terrifying she-male that attacked ppl with plastic utensils felt about him being declared a hero. Lmao.
 
A couple times at work, I saw a dude in a dress carrying a purse with finger nail polish. He did look all prettied up, except for the fact he had stubble all over his face. Do troons think that because they believe they're women that they don't have to shave their face?

Both times he was with his parents, who I can only assume are none too happy at what their son became.
 
I made the mistake of enrolling at an art school in an urban center. On the day we were first shown into the computer lab we were suddenly faced with the main tech person who happened to be a not-even-attempting-to-pass skeleton guy with long straightened hair, like two weeks worth of stubble, and wearing capris. He wanted to be called Susan or something.
The well-attired, normal dean introducing us all to this person with a straight face remains one of the most absurd experiences in my life.

I had seen butch dykes and flamboyant fags in high school and was largely unbothered by them. Probably because back then homos were less militant and at least made an attempt to curate their appearance. But I remember being so unnerved at this demented man in an official position that I found it difficult to focus on what I was supposed to be doing. I didn't think it in such words, but my feelings at the time could be transcribed as: "Is this for real? Why are you letting this nut case show a bunch of college freshmen how to use Google Drive? What kind of serious institution would allow this?"
I dropped out a couple weeks later for unrelated reasons, but being slapped in the face with the reality of troonage was note-worthy. In retrospect, it's kind of remarkable that the tech guy was the only one I encountered.
 
behindyourightnow dijo:
Sex therapists are a real thing, they're just therapists who focus on sexual dysfunction, so if you're dealing with sexual trauma or specific problems related to sex you don't have to go to a regular therapist (who might not have the specific knowledge of physical sexual dysfunction) or a doctor (who might have terrible people skills). There is licencing and specific training for it and everything.

In this case, he's probably just talking about a random pervert and pretending they're a therapist though, since anyone actually working as a therapist would be struck off if they had a relationship with a client.
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My assumption is that they're mixing up or conflating "sex therapist" and "sex surrogate", because sometimes people refer to them interchangeably even though sex therapists are licensed practitioners who would indeed be in deep shit if they slept with a patient, where as "sex surrogates" not only work with but also have sexual contact with the disabled and people with sexual hangups (often resulting from trauma) that serve as a barrier to normal sexual function in order to help them work out whatever their issues are with someone who's more knowledgeable and patient. So they fuck but it's, at least in theory, supposed to be therapeutic fucking.

I don't want to be too judgemental because I'm sure that's a rough situation to be in, but the entire thing has always reeked of fetishism on the part of both parties and thinking about it makes me want to take a shower. It absolutely seems like the kind of idea more trannies would be all over if they knew it existed, cause if there's three things trannies love it's fetishism, pretending to be disabled, and whining about being traumatized.
 
Once saw a tall lanky nigga wearing denim shorts and a Dennis Quaid style fringe jacket walking into a pawn shop. Full makeup and the works, but the brow gives it all away. Hope that dude ended up reading the bible eventually.
 
I used to live in a "Punk/Iv drug addict" House back a couple years ago. There was this M2f trans person named BO that like ran from Austin Texas because people were trying to murder them "allegedly". They would run through the house like screaming at everybody and demanding everyone like obey them and the house was there's now and tried to sexually mollest people. One time it was so bad the police came and it almost turned into a domestic dispute(At a house where felony drugs were being distributed). Obviously this didn't go over well with everyone in the house doing meth and selling meth. We kicked Bo out and then they died while being homeless. Allegedly. I feel like Trans people are psychotic and are used as this like alt cult movement. In reality though trans people are just mentally unstable fuck ups. I think of Bo when I hear about people claiming to be trans or being pro LGBT.
 
Madam Nekromantik dijo:
I'm going to call BS on that. I've seen so many trannys in Austin it's not even funny. There's a reason they say "keep Austin weird."
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The reason was because Bo was like a fucking psychopath tranny. Not a typical like poser Im claiming a gender to fit in tranny. Bo like ledgit wanted to cut their genitals off and be worshipped by people sexually in a house of strangers.
 
First context: I was leaving a tech store with my father and we were sitting on the car looking right at the store, said store was all glass windows so you could see all of it from the parking lot.
While my dad is fussing with the things he bought I see a "woman's" back trough the windows, she is talking to one of the employees and wearing the worst outfit I have seen in my life, pink tutu and lime green crop top plus polka dot leggings with ballet flats and some kind of crocheted shoulder bag. So I am sitting there thinking "Girl couldn't you get more trashy?" when IT turns around and the full face hobo beard and gunt sticking below the crop top hit me like a freight train while he prances out of the shop leaving a quite bewildered employee behind.
Once he was closer I could clock the absolute lack of hygiene, stained and wrinkled clothes, long stringy, matted hair and just the skin of someone that doesn't like bathing more than once a year uggg. The car windows were closed but I would bet anything he smelled like a garbage truck.
After that I turn to see my dad that is as equally paralyzed, he looks at me all bug eyed and asks "Did you see that too?" that's when we started laughing like fools.
 
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I've met several IRL. One works at a local university and I've not interacted with him much. One is a local eccentric who likes to wear pink halter tops and Daisy Duke, cutoff jean shorts; he's severely mentally ill, and as shocking as this sounds, I'm one of the few people who's actually kind to him. One is my friend's stepfather's friend from Kentucky, whom I only know in passing, but he's been a troon since the 80s.

And then there's just the random ones you see around large cities; for example, not long before the Coof hit, I was in NYC on business. Took a train into Brooklyn and wound up sitting across from a young, visibly-distraught, goth troon. He was wearing Manson eyeliner, fishnet stockings, and what looked like his mom's black dress, whining on his Obamaphone about not having any heroin and not having a couch to crash on that night - and by whining, I mean literally a whine; was doing the "buuut moooOOoooMMm" voice and everything. Felt kinda bad for him, because the kid couldn't have been older than about twenty, and I'm sure it sucks being homeless in the middle of Brooklyn, tranny or not. But unfortunately, I made eye contact with several other riders; we stared at each other in silence for about ten seconds, then we all started grinning like idiots, then and we all burst out laughing. Couldn't help it. It was just one of those moments.


But the most trannies I've ever seen were at Bronycon in Baltimore. I mentioned this in some other threads, but the first couple of nights there were more far troons than there were actual women, and even at the height of the "family attendance" period (Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning, when moms and dads are able to bring their infant daughters down for a few hours), there more probably still more trannies in attendance than there were little kids.

And that was just counting the obvious ones, the ones who were going out of their way to dress girly and wear Pride gear; there were likely even more who made no effort at passing.
 
The area I normally hang around has a vast amount of troons due to the city having well known art school attached to it so the number of troons increases every year. I've seen so many variations of troons I can pretty much call out what kind they are even without the bright neon color hair and obvious facial features.

We have local game tournaments here that used to be normal, but since troons generally are the same ugly nerdy guys larping we have about a 50/50 ratio of nasty looking smash players who also fail at that since a large majority of them can't handle their emotions as they crush their controller under their ashy man hands. Its kinda funny to see in real time, but I tend to keep quite these days to avoid dealing with troons and autistic white guys.

Recently I've been working with a ftm/nonbinary/retard who I have to keep in line with customer service cause she has this completely soul sucking attitude that customer hate on top of her give TMI about how she hates her name cause of how feminine it is in extended detail.

Went into detail about her in another thread but basically she gave me talk about how trans people suffer with repressed sexual urges rather than being normal functioning people of society. All that did was tell me it was a fetish but I wouldn't comment on that more.

At this point I'm used to seeing them, but in drive thru fast food places I'd wish they stop putting them at the window. Nothing makes me lose my appetite more than a orge with chipped nail polish trying to sound feminine handing me my food especially with unhygienic the majority of troons are
 
MirnaMinkoff dijo:
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Oh shit, I have a fairly similar tranny…or cross dresser (not sure) in the small-ish, progressive city I reside in. Still alive though!

Roughly in his 30s, very tall and reasonably thin. Dark skin, almost no real hair on his head. He checks many of the usual boxes such as his egregious, child-like fashion sense (including bad use of makeup) and being uncomfortabley flirty. Can't leave out the falsetto and facial hair! Lord above forbid these degenerates shave.

Word is he’s a schizophrenic, and I’m inclined to believe that given his mad ramblings. I couldn't begin to tell you what exactly he blathers on about though but he does so very publically. I think it's safe to assume he is not employed.

He is banned from the clothing store I was formerly employed at. He had quite a ritual for stealing women's clothing by the cart-load. Made it a spoiler as to keep this post shorter and cleaner:
He would first fill a shopping cart with clothing and then bring the whole thing with him into a changing room. He would don a disguise consisting of an oversized (women's of course) jacket and sunglasses and try and sneak the cart outside. Me and my coworkers would scoff at him but ultimately not pursue him as it was simply not worth engaging with that freak. Boss told him off but I wasn't there to witness.

Oh and my dog hates him.
 
Last time I saw a troon IRL, it was during my university years.
I was in the Sciences department, the Letters and Art departments were a few kilometers away so no chances on Earth to cross one of them on the campus.

During my exploration of the campus I've come across some posters and advertisments about a tabletop board games club.
I thought it was nice so I decided to visit it during the noon break.
One member showed me around before introducing me to the person handling the club, of course it was a troon MtF

Long greasy blonde hair, a stubble, a bit of a gunt, wearing a tank top and shorts.
I can't remember the smell so I guess it was normal.

He explained to me what the club was about in a forced high-pitched voice which made my grind my teeth before asking to me if I was available a friday night.

I turned around and left quite quickly, feeling uneasy, I never went back afterward.
 
McDonald's drive thru, cashier totes a woman on t. Kind of the androgenous but def transmasc side

I remember her from an earlier visit but this time I was driving and she had that look in her eye do gaydar looking for those expressions of "what are you?" I can tell binds based on how they move. The gait, the bone structure, the shoulders and stance, it's a dead giveaway to me, but apparently isn't as easy for others around me so idk, I don't think I'm gifted with hyoergaydar

Had all the pins this time so no qiestiin

Just learned from fam that this shit has been covered under Wi medicaid for a while. Dude she knows already changed "her" name, very girly name. Has been on hormones for a year or two At least, has the moobies . He's planning on dick-shorten-into-micropeen "getting the clitty" and his wife nudges him to have his falsetto "fem voice" if he forgets or sounds like a dude. Couple are local cows. Hormones and surgery are all covered by Medicaid. He doesn't work. The facial fem surgery isn't covered but he wants to "save up" .

That Adams apple tho.
 
soggy london dijo:
An ex friend is now a “gay” FTM tranny that posts their Grindr interactions all over their socials. Wanna guess their interests in high school?

Yaoi.
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The fujoshi to "cute uwu trans bean boi" pipeline is real and no one can convince me that it doesn't exist.
I keep tabs on a personal FTM cosplay lolcow who recently went to grad school for physics.
From the reading I've done on their Twitter, Tumblr, TikTok and watching the very limited YouTube content that still exists under their powername, they started with Homestuck cosplay and then appear to have started questioning their gender identity.
I can't tell if that's from the anime they consumed, their alleged severe mental problems, or if they started reading yaoi content online.
Whatever the root cause of it, they appear to live a rather loney life. They don't speak about going out on dates or seeing anyone in particular - just tweeting about cosplans and grading undergrad student work. Oh, and, "making stem bros angry".
 
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