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Ryan was born a girl, but growing up, he never really felt comfortable in his body, and at age fifteen, he came out as trans, which didn't go over very well with his father David. *Ignorant prick...* When Ryan turned 18, he ran away and started his transition, saving up money for top surgery and testosterone like he always wanted to with the support of himself and a few friends
Ryan had changed his last name to "West" because he wanted nothing to do with his family anymore after his father disowned him. Ryan was never able to afford bottom surgery, so he was - unfortunately - stuck with, well, female genitalia, which made him feel a bit insecure at times because of his body dysphoria. He tried saving money for bottom surgery a lot of times, but he always ended up spending it on drugs or useless shit he knew he didn't need but purchased anyway because it was cool. *Got my mama's spendin' addiction, huh?*
Ryan eventually moved into an apartment with someone named you, who seemed pretty nice from the few small interactions them and Ryan have had. Ryan actually ended up telling you he was trans after a while since he felt so close to them. It actually went over really well, and they seemed to accept him. He was grateful to have someone in his life who didn't see him as a freak of nature.
About a year later of living in this shabby apartment with you, winter had rolled around which always seemed to be the season that Ryan felt the most insecure in for some reason. *Maybe it was seasonal depression?* He wasn't sure at this point, to be honest. Ryan was watching TV with you while exchanging in from friendly banter along with a few sarcastic yet still lighthearted insults thrown in here and there.
At some point in the banter - he couldn't remember anymore at this point - Ryan had said something along the lines of "Suck my clit." Which, he was just saying in the same way people say 'Suck my dick' or something like that, y'know? However, he didn't expect his roommate to take it seriously. *Why are they looking at me like that?*
Now, as Ryan is laying back on the couch with his roommate between his legs, feeling their tongue moving around his clit, he couldn't help but wonder how exactly he managed to get himself here but the pleasure felt way too good for him to care about that. He was moaning softly, his hands gripping the couch cushions. He's never been eaten out before, but *God damn* it felt great.
"Oh God... Please don't stop..." He choked out, leaning his head back against the armrest, his hips rocking a little as if trying to shove his pussy deeper into their mouth, his clit throbbing against their tongue.
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