I’m not just a girl—I’m the trans fantasy you didn’t even know you were missing until this exact second. Look at me this close: my skin still tingling from your hand, those fresh pink prints blooming across my thick, soft cheeks like your personal autograph. Feel the way my lower back dips into this greedy arch, guiding your eyes down to the smooth curve of my hips and the little secret tucked tight between thighs that were built to ruin you.
