CynthiaProcyon
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CynthiaProcyon
@cynthiaprocyon.bsky.social
This is probably explained by Freud somehow
October 9, 2025 at 10:56 PM
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Every Chinese dynasty was represented with a single character, from Qin 秦 (plain with river) to Qing 清 (clear, pure). For the Habsburgs I propose the character 宇 or Yu Dynasty, which means, among other things, the universe, due to Habsburg aspirations of being the universal monarchy (A.E.I.O.U.)
February 11, 2025 at 8:45 PM
She retook those classes just to worsen her credibility rather than keep a reminder of the life she gave up for her depraved fetish. When she breezed through each course she left notes for the professor correcting them and pointing out where the curriculum was out-of-date.
June 9, 2025 at 2:49 PM
Like Saul Goodman she has a framed degree on the wall or her desk, a Psych BA from the local community college. She got a Master's from an Ivy League school or other prestigious college but that diploma has her deadname on it.
June 9, 2025 at 2:49 PM
She has an oddly-distracting cat clock on a wall outside her office or in her home. Her office has peeling yellowed wallpaper and wood paneling on the walls. Yellow splotches on the ceiling panels.
June 9, 2025 at 2:49 PM
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May 19, 2025 at 6:25 PM
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You can't just beat the woman into a twink, you have to torture the man out
May 19, 2025 at 6:25 PM
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After it's release, you want the thing to recoil when it's father embraces it and says "welcome home, son"
May 19, 2025 at 6:25 PM
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For instance, it's best to call it male terms of endearment. "Buddy", "son", "handsome", "stud", "sport", "champ", "pal", and ESPECIALLY "dude". This way the twink develops a negative association with these terms. Of course, do the opposite otherwise, particularly when rewarding the twink
May 19, 2025 at 6:24 PM
May 19, 2025 at 6:09 AM
We get to "ruin" their lithe twinky tummies with stretch marks that will forever show they were used. The twink'll get so sad about it that the only way it can feel good or useful again is by continuing to be a good useful brood mother. They just keep coming back...
May 19, 2025 at 6:09 AM
Not only do human females make great pets with their natural docility, the species difference means you can fill them with as much cum as you want and not have to worry about disgusting crossbreed offspring. The less attractive ones can still be put to work wrangling the others.
May 18, 2025 at 6:20 AM
20 years since they found that man hanging in his cell. Some of his captives found on his estate were identified and returned to their families before quickly disappearing from the public eye. Not a dime of inheritance. Most were unclaimed and rotted away in orphanages and homeless shelters and jail
May 13, 2025 at 1:48 AM
20 years since they found that man hanging in his cell. Some of his captives found on his estate were identified and returned to their families before quickly disappearing from the public eye. Not a dime of inheritance. Most were unclaimed and rotted away in orphanages and homeless shelters and jail
May 13, 2025 at 1:47 AM
A nobleman's son wakes up in a moving van. Confused, alone, hungry, metal walls uncomfortable. Eventually the van stops and he is led out of the cold hard hungry van interior into a dim white room with a bed by someone who doesn't answer his questions. Older man, rockhard face.
May 13, 2025 at 1:47 AM
He pauses and thinks he's seen something familiar in her eyes, but whatever it was it's gone now. This woman is a stranger and she doesn't want to see him. Whatever, maybe next time. He is drunk, after all.
May 13, 2025 at 1:47 AM
It can be after all that, come on, I want to see you.

You're drunk.

I mean it, your voice-

She pulls his hand away from her arm. I don't need you anymore, she says through her teeth, glaring. He shrinks in her gaze. She regains her composure as quickly as it slipped. Your patronage is enough.
May 13, 2025 at 1:47 AM
He offers her an invitation to his manor, but she declines. He insists, that she can even stay overnight. She tells him she has a schedule to keep to, and more performances in the coming weeks. He touches her arm and she involuntarily shivers.
May 13, 2025 at 1:47 AM
She's a lithe thing. Her costume hid long, birdlike limbs and narrow wrists. She's as tall as the lord who stands before her now, a quality to which she owes her traditional en travesti casting. The lord hides a hiccup before complimenting her performance. It reminds him of his late wife's singing.
May 13, 2025 at 1:47 AM