"I'm gender fluid," she said frowning. "I identify as a heterosexual man in a homosexual female's body." The authority and irreproachable categories made her nonexistent penis hard.
I almost got dominated by a pretransition FtM 5-10 years before the trans stuff really blew up online. She just scanned as a pixie cut dyke who worked out a lot to me. She was incredibly sexually aggressive and told me overtly that if we got along she assumed I'd be "servicing" her daily on campus since we went to the same university. I showed up still in disbelief that this was even real and I wasn't being pranked to meet her for coffee, then went into the coffee shop thinking she wasn't there yet. I did something really autistic because I was socially anxious and left, and on the way out I made the briefest eye contact with a girl who had been in a position to observe me since I came in, but who I hadn't seen until then. I have faceblindness from autism so I hesitated again and didn't say "are you x?," I made a split second decision and just left. I went outside and decided to wait a few minutes for her to arrive, and she texted me "Actually I need to cancel," and I knew what had happened. I still don't know how she exited that coffee shop or whether she just waited there a while for me to leave. She never messaged me again. When I think about this I still want to put a shotgun in my mouth even though it was many years ago.
>>24894528>muh autism muh autism! it's because I'm autistic!I can tell this is made by a genuine autist because autists always blame everything on the autism, and I really hate that