So you want to get a pussy

Or how I learned to stop worrying and love the dilator

Part one: The search

I’ve received several messages and questions from people asking for advice on how to get bottom surgery, and what they’ll need to do so. That advice usually begins with explaining how to find surgeons for their procedure. To do so you need to make a decision about how far you’re willing or able to travel, be it within your state or farther across the country. (While this guide is mostly restricted to the United States there are options available more affordably in other countries, particularly Thailand.) Once you are able to decide your travel boundaries you will start to have a better idea of what surgeons are available. Usually I will recommend that prospective patients google search “gender affirming bottom surgeons (selected area) to begin their search. You can also use https://www.transhealthcare.org/, or the transgender surgery reddit wiki at https://old.reddit.com/r/TransSurgeriesWiki/wiki/srs/usa which can be used without a reddit account. After finding a few possible options you should make sure to research them carefully by searching their name along with the search terms, “results”, “Lawsuit”, and, “reviews”. Be careful to double check sources on negative claims and make sure that the articles aren’t being written by known transphobes or anti transgender religious organizations. I also recommend asking around your local friend groups, transgender support spaces, and even your hormone provider for advice or recommendations. Local sources often have more reliable information than the internet. After you’ve decided on one or two options you’ll need to schedule a consult.

Part 2: The interim and preparation

Most clinics will have at least a 3 month wait time for a consult and sometimes up to a year so scheduling as soon as you can is essential to receiving surgery in a timely manner. Make sure to check the websites of your selected surgeons for information on scheduling an appointment. Some will have a form on their website allowing you to schedule directly while others will require you to call. I recommend using both options and calling to confirm that your appointment has in fact been scheduled. Make sure to request to be put on their cancellation list so you can take advantage of earlier appointments if available.

While you wait it’s a good idea to get your surgery recommendation letters in order. Due to (in my opinion unnecessary) concerns about liability and potential patient regret your clinic and insurance provider will require at least one letter written by a medical professional stating that you understand that vaginoplasty is a permanent procedure and confirming that you are in fact transgender. The requirements of the letters and the number of letters required is heavily dependent on insurance, so make sure to check your coverage documents before speaking to your therapist. I would also recommend beginning hair removal as soon as you are able. Hair removal can take up to a year and a half to complete depending on the methods used and the frequency of appointments, because of this it is essential to set appointments with this in mind. Most insurance companies will reimburse your hair removal for bottom surgery, but you should still be prepared to pay up to 200 dollars per session. There is some debate in the trans community about which form of hair removal to select when preparing for surgery. Some will claim that the only permanent option to avoid hair follicles in the vaginal canal is exclusive use of electrolysis. However most surgeons will state that either electrolysis or laser are effective to prevent hair follicles from forming. Whichever option you choose you’ll have a head start on the surgical process and hopefully already be prepared for surgery by the time of your consult.

I've recently begun a surgical advice series on my surgery side blog for any one that might have question about how to start the surgery process. The first two parts were released today and will be updated with more information and more posts later this week. I genuinely hope that this will be useful for girls who may be anxious about the process or not know where to start. I hope you have a wonderful day!

Help me, this one breached containment on Twitter

some terns from my comic the bird daughters

some drawings of tern, a character from my comic the bird daughters.

anyone wanna help a disabled trans woman living in a nursing home get some sweets and treats to help not feel quite so shitty about the whole situation? it doesn't have to be a whole lot, just a few bucks to get some snacks and maybe help boost my mood and morale a bit?

paypal: corderalexis91@gmail.com

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If I could get like $10 to cover a tip for the driver that would be perfect!!

Normalize toys during sex. Roll that hot wheels over them titties. Skurt.🏎🏎

im not even the type of guy to go "actually it's frankenstein's MONSTER" because a painting by rembrandt or picasso or any other artist is often called "a rembrandt" or "a picasso" as shorthand. so in this respect frankenstein's monster can be considered "a frankenstein"

darling I love your 8 foot tall patchwork flesh creature, it really livens up the place. is that an authentic frankenstein?

it's only a true frankenstein if it was produced in the frankenstein region of switzerland. otherwise it's just a sparkling homunculus

Oh she's GORGEOUS!!! And also a fave of mine!

certainly my boss will give me that promotion if I tell him I don't have a functioning reproductive system

using my #sterilityprivilege to get a leg up over the other women in my department

if you carelessly trigger her bottom dysphoria you donate one billion dollars to her bottom surgery fund

it is wild how many ppl in the fucking trans community think that suffering from gender dysphoria is a failure to have sufficiently radical gender politics

I hate the current trand of claiming "gender dysphoria isn't real" when what they mean is "gender dysphoria pathologized." Because there's pretty obviously a big fucking distinction between those two statements.

Dysphoria almost killed me. I had a gun in my hand ready to blow my brains out over it. And if it ever became clear that I wouldn't be able to get bottom surgery, I would have killed myself. Period. I was not going to live the rest of my life with a dick. My earliest memory is literally bottom dysphoria. I was 5 or 6 and I sat on my bedroom floor trying to push my dick up into my body cause I knew it wasn't supposed to be there. No amount of therapy could ever make that go away. Even if we lived in a society where transphobia didn't and had never existed, I would have that dysphoria.

Gender dysphoria is obviously very real and serious. And characterizing it as "not real" is how you get people like my former best friend who wouldn't stop trying to convince me to stop medically transitioning cause "it's just toxic beauty standards making uou hate your body."

Y'all absolutely fo need to fight against the pathologization of Gender Dysphoria. Because that is some evil shit that has killed countless trans people, especially trans women, over the last century by blocking them from being able to get access to HRT and surgery. Gender Dysphoria should not be diagnosed by any medical professional, because whether anyone has it or not should not be a metric in determining whether anyone "deserves" HRT or surgery. The fact that they want it and are asking for it should be the only requirement. All this should be over-the-counter.

But when you characterize that as "gender dysphoria isn't real", you create an environment that allows the kind of people and ideology to flourish that blocks trans people from access to HRT and surgery on the basis of "no one needs this."

Here's the current workpile:

1. The backorder leatherwork log, which includes over 100 pieces that I am working through, because I have had to keep promoting my work in order to survive but have also had to lose the bulk of the last two years on surgery and still ongoing recovery and ptsd and everything.

1a. Making yet fucking more new stuff because A) demand from folks, B) having to grab monthly small markets to try and make enough to cover bills and everything still means keeping show inventory. C) And some of this stuff is great and what I wanna keep doing to some extent. Higher grade art masks. One offs.all the really cool really detailed stuff y'all fucking love. All of A and C gets accomplished in bits at best in and around juggling 1 and 1b, which tend to occupy tons of space despite never having everything in hand at once to clear it all out.

2. Ravenswood books 3 & 4. Both half drafted, both RIGHT FUCKING THERE IN MY HEAD and I can't make enough time in my days to currently sit and write and get back on content releasing levels of schedule.

3. Tattooing has been relegated to hobby status at best. I am taking and working on friends here and there, and myself regularly still, but trying to expand or really start taking clients or anything? Not happening. Lack of resources but also lack of time and space because 1 and 2.

4. Voice acting has just been fifteen minutes here and there and a few hours on weeknights. It thankfully doesn't get in the way of anything else, but except for what I'm doing with Not Ready for Opsec, it's definitely not paying or sustainable.

5. Stage acting: well, Coriolanus was a bust thanks to a director who decided to play gaslight gatekeep, cut the girl's role to nothing as we go into tech week. I am vontinuing to audition for other stuff in the meantime, because well, i quite honestly need it. It's the one space where I can really collaborate, work with others, find some community as an artist, but most importantly? Gives me a fucking schedule to my life because a huge chunk of all my problems is having zero way to decently enforce structure on myself that I desperately need. But it also doesn't pay enough to live on.

I could keep going. There's other books in drafts and two other mediums I work in. It doesn't really matter. Everything is overloaded, paralyzed, and I am juggling so many things and can't keep myself afloat at the same time.

Between all the places I'm at on social media, there's maybe a combined total of 12k people following me. Optimistically, figure half of those are bots and overlapping people? 6,000 people left.

If everyone following me chipped in at just a buck on Patreon, I wouldn't be e-begging every fricking month. I'd be able to focus on clearing the backlog orders and then doing what I really want to be working on without 12,000x the stress and juggling.

And yes. Fuck it, have the link, because I can't just verbalize what would actually help me fix this shit and not post it: http://patreon.com/tormentedartifacts

Even if just half of that number signed up, it'd make such a huge difference.

And yeah. That upper list leaves out a lot, because well, like, there's the art show I need to make masks for. The customers wanting updates on orders in the queue. The actual work of shipping stuff and restocking supplies. And so on. And so on.

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Bumping this again, she could really use some help right now

Pregnancy in sci-fi settings. Specifically very dark and gritty ones.

Think about it; the one place you WOULDN'T want to get pregnant is some super-cramped, nasty, dingy, old leaky starfreighter where your job requires you to squeeze through tight spaces and over pipes to make sure nothing explodes as you haul cargo across the galaxy.

Throw a pregnancy in there anyways, human or not! It gets lonely out there on those months-long journeys, so go bang your crewmates unprotected until one of them is holding back your hair as you dry heave into their toilet and your middle is bulging out of your jumpsuit. Or maybe poke that odd-smelling container a few times and see what's inside it, surely you won't suffer any nasty consequences from poking the pent-up alien!

And as soon as you can't fit in the maintenance shafts and start waddling, there's basically nothing you can do except sit around and wait to pop. It's cramped enough in the halls and corridors used to get around that people have smush themselves against the walls to pass each other. Now no matter which way you're facing you take up the entire width of the hall, and people either have to go in the direction you're going or vice versa. And if you think it's cramped in the halls, don't get me started on your bunk...

Nothing fits you very quickly, and there's no way you can go get any new clothing until you dock... After you're due. Maybe you can borrow someone else's clothes, but they barely have any spares too. Even if you do somehow get some bigger clothes, it won't be long until those are too small too, and that rounded-out middle has gotta be displayed. Eventually that'll prompt people to put their hands on your sensitive bump without so much as a "Hi", which is loads of fun for someone who didn't want any of this to begin with.

And if you think you can just go get an abortion, have fun trying. It'll be a miracle if the ship's underfunded medbay can give you one, and that's if you figure it out before it's too late. Pregnancy tests are a rarity, so you get to keep guessing whether you're bloated or pregnant until it starts kicking. And again, it'll be too late by then. Hell, you'd be lucky if there's even a half-working ultrasound machine on the ship!

And so you reluctantly carry to term, hitting an uncomfortably full 40 weeks a month away from port... There's not even a starbase around you can deliver at, so have fun sitting in that dingy medbay for hours, groaning and yelling your baby out. Or you can deliver somewhere dark and quiet, buried in the bowels of the ship. Just bite down on a sock or a rag, and squeeze that kid out into your jumpsuit in the middle of nowhere on an old starfreighter weeks from port...

It doesn't matter how you got there; a ticket off your hellhole of a home planet, an innocent lust for adventure, or desperation for money and meals. Now you've let yourself go, and here you are, newborn in your arms.

I mean, you've got some more time, and it's not like you'd get pregnant again after you heal, right? Go have fun again, use that filled-out body to draw in some unsuspecting boy who's on his first journey too. Let him do it inside, it just feels so good... Or go poke at that alien again, see if it'll make you feel as good as it did last time. No way its seed will take again, right?

Cvs dont charge tax on the plan b its 49.99 flat, soo that mean she bought some Tylenol cuz her jaws hurt too. 

Arizona tea.

raise my son bootlicker

Two 'friends' in the early 1900s.