





A close sex worker friend gifted me a collection of new and lightly-worn lingerie they had grown too fat for. π³π¦ The mesh robe from yesterday and now this darling bra and panty set. Thereβs a storied tradition of dykes and transfems bequeathing old clothes to their newly minted trans sisters. This, I suppose, is the fat whore edition ππ The moment I slipped this on I felt a strong sense of... camaraderie? Knowing my pussy was touching the same wedge of fabric theirs once did. Our tits squeezing into the same bra across space and time. Camaraderie but also horny π½π«¦ Anyway, what do you think?