The third in the league - Gang Rape Galore

[Blue]

My contribution to the current writing competition

A trans woman wants to host a rape game. But she apparently falls into the clutches of real rapists.:
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The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.

The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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This story is an entry for the Gang Rape Galore story contest.

The third in the Ligue - Gang rape galore
Blue:

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The third in the league

Time and place of the event:
Wednesday, May 28, 2025, around midnight, at Scheuermühlenteich in Cologne, also called the "Spermateich," a popular place for sex meetings.

Mandy, a trans woman approximately 1.76 m tall with long black hair, had been horny for weeks. She needed to be fucked properly again. And this time she had decided to try to fulfill one of her favorite fantasies.

Mandy liked being taken by several men at once. When she felt like it, she usually went to one of the porn cinemas in Cologne. There was always someone there who wanted to fuck a trans woman in the ass or squirt his cum into her mouth. And the more men did this, the more Mandy liked it. But she was still missing something, and she knew exactly what.
In her fantasies, she wasn't just taken and fucked, she was actually raped. By several guys at once. Men who held her down so that she was completely defenseless, while other guys took her one after the other or simultaneously "by force" until her juices flowed from all her holes.

But so far, there has never been an opportunity to realize this fantasy. Porn cinemas weren't the right place for it, and Mandy hadn't known who she could recruit for such an "event."
But now, hopefully, her dream would come true. Since a few months, Mandy had become a member of the erotic platform "Joyclub," which was teeming with members looking for sex in all forms. There were also many groups there that dealt with a wide variety of topics. A very special group was "CNC - consent non consent," which dealt with rape games and other types of essentially consensual, yet rather violent sex. There, Mandy also became involved in a discussion about several men wanting to meet a woman in order to rape her "against her will," but with her explicit prior consent.

From this discussion, an idea emerged in Mandy's head, which stuck there until one day she finally posted the following wanted ad on her profile:

"On the night of May 28th to 29th, from midnight, I will walk alone along the Scheuermühlenteich lake in Cologne, searching for the extraordinary unknown, not knowing what will happen or what will happen to me. Surround me, grab me, hold me, give me no way out, and let your lust run wild. Use me extensively, intensely, for as long and as often as you want. I will wear a collar, suspenders, and a red miniskirt. I have something in my handbag for captivating moments; browsing and using is permitted. Be uninhibited!"

Several men responded to this ad, wanting to know if the ad was serious. She always confirmed this, adding that she would indeed be walking up and down by Scheuermühlenteich that evening and hoped that one, or better yet, several, men would show up to fulfill her fantasy. But there were no fixed dates, so Mandy would have to wait and see if anyone would actually show up.

Mandy was very excited all Wednesday. For a moment, she considered driving to her favorite porn cinema in the early evening and getting fucked there, so to speak, to "warm up." But then she dismissed that idea. No, she wanted to try her luck directly and only at Scheuermühlenteich. If no one showed up, she could always go back to the porn cinema afterwards, which was open 24 hours a day and always well attended.

Around 10 p.m., Mandy couldn't stand it anymore. It was time to prepare. She had already thought carefully about what she wanted to wear.
On the bed in her bedroom lay a black thong, black suspenders and a matching lace-trimmed garter belt, a red leather miniskirt, a white blouse, and a red leather choker.
With hands trembling with nervousness, Mandy got dressed. Smoothed the suspenders on her legs. Checked the fit of her blouse. Put on her choker. She went into the bathroom to put on her makeup. She applied mascara, colored her eyebrows, and applied a bright red lipstick that matched the miniskirt. She put on her high-heeled red patent leather shoes. She appraisingly examined herself in the large mirror in her bedroom closet. And she liked what she saw. Yes, she now looked like a Cologne streetwalker, but that was exactly the effect she wanted.

Then she took her handbag, also red, out of the closet. She packed lubricant, condoms, a pair of leather handcuffs, a large, fairly realistic-looking plastic penis, a gag, and a blindfold. If anyone actually showed up at the meeting point, they could help themselves to something from her handbag if they didn't have suitable clothes with them.

At 11:15 p.m., the time had come. Mandy got into her black Mini Cooper and drove out toward the airport. Scheuermühlenteich lake lay outside the fence and was open to pedestrians. There had been repeated rape attempts there in recent years, most recently almost a year ago, when an unknown masked man attacked a 47-year-old jogger. The man was surprised by pedestrians and chased away. Hopefully, something like that wouldn't happen tonight! Because Mandy wanted to be raped—at least in the game. And unwitting pedestrians would be out of place there.

Mandy arrived early at the illuminated public parking lot by the lake. There wasn't another car in sight, and Mandy's excitement sank. Were all the guys who'd responded to her ad just wimps, boasting about what they'd do to her? Was it all just hot air?

Mandy took a cigarette from the glove compartment and lit it. She didn't usually smoke, but in moments like this, she needed something to calm her nerves.
Then the moment had come. At exactly midnight, Mandy got out of her car, smoothed her skirt and stockings, slung her handbag over her shoulder, and stepped onto the circular path that circled the trail. At first, the glow of the parking lot lights guided her, but later, the nearly full moon took over.
She walked slowly, looking around, listening for any rustling in the bushes. But apart from the occasional noises from the animals living there, there was nothing to be heard and no one to be seen.

After about 45 minutes, Mandy had circled the lake and arrived back at the parking lot, where only her Mini Cooper was still parked.
Mandy got another cigarette from the car and lit it, disappointed that apparently no one had dared to take her ad seriously.
After finishing her cigarette, she considered getting in the car and driving back to Cologne to the porn cinema, hoping to get her frustrations fucked away. But then she decided to take another walk around the lake. If nothing happened there, she'd still have enough time to visit her favorite cinema.
So Mandy set off again. This time she wanted to take the circular route in the other direction; maybe that would bring her luck.
But even now, everything remained quiet. Even the wild animals seemed to be asleep by now.

One more turn, and she'd be back at the parking lot. And then she'd drive away disappointed. One illusion poorer.
"These guys aren't what they used to be. Wimps!" thought Mandy.

Suddenly, a masked man dressed all in black jumped out of the bushes and blocked Mandy's path.
Mandy was startled. Just a moment ago, she'd been in a porn cinema in her mind, and now a stranger was blocking her path.

For a moment, Mandy forgot that this was exactly the situation she'd been longing for. Her heart began to pound loudly in her blouse, her pulse quickened, and the first beads of sweat formed on her forehead in fear. But then Mandy recovered. Apparently, someone had finally dared to take her ad seriously and was now waiting for her here!

The stranger crossed his arms over his broad chest. "So, sweetie, what are you doing here all alone? No customers tonight?"

For a moment, Mandy didn't know how to react. In her fantasies, it had always seemed so simple. Several guys would show up unexpectedly, simply push up her skirt, rip off her panties, and then fuck her hard, one after the other. And give her no chance to resist or even escape. And now a guy was actually standing in front of her, blocking her way to her car. Was this really someone from Joyclub who was going to play with her? Or was this a real criminal who was about to attack and rape her?

Doubts began to rise in Mandy. She became uneasy, unsure what to do. Answer the stranger? Or try to escape just to be safe? She knew she wouldn't have much of a chance in her high heels anyway. So Mandy decided to assume it was all just a game. Though she was secretly a little disappointed that only one man had shown up, because secretly she had hoped to be the victim of a "gang rape." But she would try to make the best of this situation.

"I, I..." she stammered, trying to appear as genuinely scared as possible as she took two steps back. "There's absolutely nothing going on here today, quite unusual!" the masked man continued. "All the better for me, then no one will bother me while I deal with you, my little dove!"

Something about the man's tone of voice displeased Mandy. His voice sounded threatening, contemptuous, and now filled her with fear. If this were a game, then the man would be playing his role very authentically.

Mandy thought for a moment. Regardless of whether it was a game or real, she would simply react the way she always did in her imagination: seek salvation in flight.
Mandy turned away from the man and tried to run away by sea. But she didn't get far. After just a few steps, another masked man suddenly stood in her way!

"Where are you going in such a hurry, sweetie?" the man whispered sweetly.

Mandy's heart seemed to stop for a moment. Where did that guy come from so suddenly? She hadn't expected that.
Mandy stopped, clutching her purse to her chest. She felt uneasy.

As she stared at the man blocking her path, she heard footsteps crunching on the gravel path behind her. The first masked man was apparently approaching her from behind, leaving her with no chance of escape.

"Hard to believe, but this time we seem to be really lucky. There were always other people here when we were hunting for prey. But today we're undisturbed. No one to be seen anywhere, and I don't think anyone else will be coming, what do you think, Karl?" the man asked the second stranger.
He nodded, his head hidden under a balaclava.
"Yes, Georg, seems to be our lucky day!" he replied in a spiteful voice.

No luck recently? Mandy froze. No, these weren't members of the Joyclub who were lying in wait for her because of her ad. This was clearly not a game; here she was facing two criminals who apparently wanted to do exactly what she had long dreamed of. But those were always just dreams, and they always ended well. And in which she herself had gone home satisfied. But now? The two of them didn't sound like they were out to satisfy their desires. Quite the opposite. And who knows how things would end? Mandy had read often enough in the internet news that rapes also ended in death!

Mandy got goosebumps, even though it was still relatively warm that night.

She held out her purse to the man standing in front of her on the path.
"What do you want from me? You can have all the money I have with me. It's not much, but..."

Mandy was interrupted. "Money? Money? Do you really think that's what we want from you, sweetie?" Once again, it was the man behind her who spoke.
"No!" he continued. "What we want from you is something completely different. But we'll gladly take your money too!"
Karl, who was still standing in front of her, snatched the bag from her hands and opened it. He paused when he saw the contents. And then he started laughing.

"Look at everything this sweetheart has in her purse!"

Karl took the dildo out of his pocket and showed it to Georg. He pulled out the condoms.
"She really thought of that! This way we don't have to use our own!"
And when he pulled out the handcuffs and held them up, Karl could hardly contain his laughter. "Our sweetheart even thought of that. Although I don't think we'll actually need those things, because you'll surely give us what we want voluntarily. And if not, well, then you're just out of luck!" Karl, who was now standing directly in front of Mandy, whispered in her ear, while simultaneously groping her breasts. Her breasts, which protruded tautly from her blouse thanks to hormone injections and silicone implants.

"So, how do your tits feel?" asked Georg, who was still standing behind her.

"Nice things!" replied Karl. "Just the right size for me!" And continued to knead Mandy's breasts.

Then Mandy felt Georg pressing himself against her from behind. She felt a hard cock pressing against her ass through her skirt and the man's pants.
A thought flashed through Mandy's mind. Yes, now it was quite clear what the two guys wanted from her. But apparently, they both assumed they had intercepted a completely ordinary hooker. But it was only a matter of time before they realized they were wrong. That they weren't dealing with a real woman, but a trans woman! And then???
Mandy felt hard hands groping her ass from behind, squeezing it hard, while Georg's voice sounded more excited as he answered Karl.

"Yeah, you and your tits! Just be careful you don't rip them off her already, the way you're tugging on those things..."

Karl laughed. "Don't worry, I think I'll probably leave them on. It would be a shame to lose them. Totally different from the peas my wife's wearing for breasts. But let's see what's waiting for me!" With these words, Karl grabbed Mandy's blouse and, completely unexpectedly for Mandy, ripped it open in the front, sending the buttons flying in all directions.
"Hey, she was actually waiting for us. She's not even wearing a bra under her blouse!" Karl ripped the remains of Mandy's blouse off before continuing to focus on her breasts.
But Mandy was slowly beginning to panic. No, this wasn't what she'd dreamed about. This was serious. And the two of them were obviously having fun!
Mandy felt Georg's hard cock pressing harder against her buttocks. And she noticed Georg reaching for the zipper of her miniskirt, unzipping it, and then letting the skirt slide to the floor.

Georg whistled through his lips. "Look at this! She's even wearing real stockings and a garter belt. Just like a woman should. Unlike that pantyhose crap my old lady wears at home day and night!"

Mandy felt large, calloused hands sliding over her now almost bare bottom and then down her legs. Now it was only a matter of time before the two of them noticed that...
And indeed. As Georg slid his hands back up Mandy's slender legs, he suddenly froze as he placed one of them on her pubic bone.
For a moment, the hand remained motionless there.

"What the hell...!!!"

Mandy felt Georg freeze. Yeah, he certainly hadn't expected that.

"What's wrong, Georg?" Karl let go of Mandy's breasts and looked questioningly at Georg.

"Look for yourself!" Georg replied, taking one of Karl's hands and placing it on Mandy's pubic bone. Mandy could tell from Karl's reaction that he, too, hadn't had a clue who had actually fallen into their clutches.

"My God, that's unbelievable!" Karl had to think twice before he realized what he was feeling between his fingers.
"A transvestite! We've never had anything like this before. And now what?"

George took a moment before answering.
"Yes, that's something completely new for us. We've had many in our hands, but this...?"

Mandy held her breath. In the next few seconds, it would be decided what would happen to her. Would the two guys be so shocked that they would abandon their rape plans? Or decide to go ahead with their plan? Or would they perhaps even be so annoyed that they...
Mandy didn't dare pursue these thoughts any further. Then George's voice tore her from her thoughts.

"Yeah, I wasn't expecting that either. But what does it matter? You like great tits anyway and usually get a blowjob. And me? You know I don't need a pussy, I like fucking a great ass. And who knows, maybe this will be a whole new experience for me too. So let's continue what we started." With these words, Georg tugged at Mandy's delicate thong and tore it off her body.

Even though that didn't change the threatening situation much, Mandy felt a weight lifted from her shoulders. At least for the moment, it looked as if the two of them just wanted to keep having fun. Without killing her out of disappointment. And deep down, Mandy felt something like arousal at the thought that the two of them would soon become intensely involved with her. Apparently, they wanted to fuck her in the mouth and in her asshole. And that was actually exactly what she had hoped for. Even if it was only playful, whereas this would be a full-blown rape.
Mandy hoped it would actually remain a rape. Because she would certainly survive that, even though she could still suffer serious damage.

Georg's hands grabbed her neck, forcing her to kneel on the hard gravel path. In this uncomfortable and painful position, Mandy was forced to watch as Karl first unbuckled his jeans and then unzipped them. Mandy noticed that Karl wasn't wearing any underwear. This, too, was an obvious sign to her that the two men were deliberately on a rogue rampage.

When Karl pulled down his pants, a hard cock emerged. And despite the unexpected turn of events, Karl didn't hesitate for a moment, took the thing in his right hand, and pressed it against Mandy's closed mouth.

"Open your mouth, you tranny!" Karl snapped at Mandy. "Open wide so I can push my best part all the way in. And don't you dare bite or try anything else stupid. Otherwise..."
Karl made a threatening gesture with his left hand against Mandy's neck, which she couldn't mistake. Yes, the guys were serious and obviously didn't take any jokes! So Mandy obediently opened her mouth and allowed Karl to push his cock between her red-painted lips.
After all, he obviously washed his cock beforehand, Mandy thought as Karl pushed his magnificent piece deeper into her mouth. In, out, slowly at first, only a few centimeters.

"Now, lick and suck!" Karl snapped at her. And Mandy obediently obeyed...

Mandy heard Karl moan as the tip of her tongue circled his cockhead. He obviously enjoyed this touch. And yes, Mandy was experienced at sucking men's cocks. She'd done it often enough in porn theaters, and she'd usually enjoyed it too. Even though that was, of course, a completely different kind of sex than the forced blowjob she was currently being forced to perform.

Mandy felt the arousal of the man standing in front of her growing. And an idea came to her: if she did it right, it would only be a matter of minutes or even seconds before the guy would cum. Yes, probably deep in her throat. But Mandy didn't care at that moment. The main thing was that it would be over and at least this masked man would let go of her.
So Mandy increased her efforts. She licked the tip of the cock faster, then wrapped her mouth around the cock and sucked on it as if her life depended on it. Which maybe it did, Mandy thought.

And indeed, it wasn't long before Mandy heard Karl moan loudly and his cum was squirted down her throat several times in succession. Then the cock was pulled out of her and the cum still clinging to it was wiped off on her long hair.

"So THIS little one can give a blowjob. Or should I say: THE little one can?" Karl laughed as he took a step back and pulled his pants back up.

"Well, at least something!" Mandy heard Georg's hoarse voice behind her.

"On all fours!" he ordered Mandy. "Let's see if your asshole can be used as a fuck hole!"

So, now it was time, Mandy thought. Now the other guy would feast on her ass. Hopefully he's at least using lube, because the way his cock felt against her ass, it was definitely a lot bigger than Karl's.
Mandy got down on her hands and knees. An uncomfortable position, as the gravel of the path cut sharply through her skin.
Mandy noticed out of the corner of her eye how the man actually reached for her purse. He pulled out the lube and a condom.
Mandy breathed a sigh of relief. The lube would hopefully make penetration of her anus easier, and the fact that the guy was using a condom was also a good sign. Who knows where else the two of them were hanging out and whether they hadn't caught some kind of sexually transmitted disease that she might then pass on to her.
Mandy flinched as the cool gel was applied to her anus. She felt first one, then two, and finally three fingers penetrate, spreading the gel and stretching her slightly. And then she could feel something hard being pressed against her buttocks.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Mandy screamed as the man behind her pushed his hard cock into her ass, which was still quite tight despite the pre-stretching by the fingers. Or at least he tried to. Because the sudden pain had caused Mandy to completely tense up.

"Open your asshole, you whore, or I'll tear you to pieces!" Georg snapped at her.

Mandy tried to relax. She thought about something completely different, tried to forget the repeated rape, and imagined she was in a porn theater, where another man was satisfying not only her own desires but also Mandy's.
That helped. The next thrust was nowhere near as painful as the first, and Mandy felt the tip of the glans slowly force its way into her opening. Only a little at first, but with each thrust, her ass expanded further, allowing the masked man to penetrate her deeper and deeper. Until the outer ring of muscle was overcome and the cock pushed into her almost unhindered.

"Well, why not do it like this?" Georg's voice no longer sounded quite as harsh and vicious as before. He obviously enjoyed the way he could push his cock further and further into her hot hole. And Mandy, too, was increasingly forgetting that this wasn't a game, but serious. She tried to relax as best she could, allowing the cock to penetrate her deeper, harder, and faster. She felt a certain excitement rising within her.

A surprising thought occurred to Mandy. While she had previously done everything she could to make the blowjob over as quickly as possible, she was now slowly beginning to enjoy the hard fuck at least a little. Yes, that's roughly how Mandy had imagined it in her fantasy, even though there were usually many more men involved. Men who held her down while she was defenselessly exposed to their attacks.

By now, the stranger had found his rhythm. Seemingly effortless and tireless, he penetrated Mandy's ass, thrusting hard, then almost tenderly, pulling back, only to immediately place the tip of his cock against the now wide-open hole and thrust again.
But at some point, the man behind her could hold back no longer. Mandy felt his cock being brutally and fully thrust into her once more, and then began to twitch, again and again.
Mandy couldn't feel the man's cum, however, because he had put on one of the condoms from his handbag before the rape.

"Bravo, you did well! Was it worth it for you?"

Mandy turned her head to the side in shock. Was there perhaps a third man she hadn't noticed before?
And sure enough, another man stood diagonally behind her. Unlike the other two, he was wearing a suit. Even though, like the others, his face was covered by a mask.

"Yes! The little girl gave me a blowjob like her life depended on it!" laughed Karl. And Georg joined in: "That was a unique experience. That tranny's ass was pretty tight at first. But once I was inside, it went like clockwork. And you'd think the little girl even enjoyed being taken really hard for once!"
Mandy heard him continue speaking in a now quite normal voice, while at the same time he pulled his still-hard cock out of her asshole.

"And you? Did you get your money's worth?"

"Yeah, sure, I had a lot of fun watching too. So we all had a pleasant evening. At least the three of us did! Now let's get out of here before someone else shows up. But first, I want to leave her a souvenir."

The third man picked up the thick dildo that Karl had taken out of Mandy's handbag and then carelessly dropped on the path.

Mandy noticed out of the corner of her eye how he then stepped behind her. She felt something hard on her bottom again. And she suspected something bad was about to happen.
Her suspicion came true. The dildo was pushed into her ass, provocatively slowly, deeper and deeper, until it hit her uterus. The thing was actually much too big for her, and Mandy had to hold her breath to avoid screaming in pain.

"Okay, sweetheart, we're going now, and you stay kneeling here for another five minutes. Then you can get up and get that thing out of your hole. And I hope you remember us. And who knows, maybe we'll see each other again sometime!"
With these words, the three disappeared toward the parking lot, leaving Mandy rather distraught.

"Was that a real rape? Or were the guys some of the guys she'd been texting on Joyclub?"

Mandy didn't know.
What she did know, though, was that Two out of three ain't bad

[joey]

"What the hell...!!!" indeed. Got a good laugh at that line. Enjoyed the story. Nicely structured with the right amount of detail. I often enjoy non-con stories that stray outside the usual male attacker/female victim genre

[RapeU]

Well, I'm not into trans. It's not my cup of tea, but I like the concept. And I could see someone who is into trans liking this story. CnC rape that you don't know if it really is or isn't CnC is dangerous, and to some people the danger is the point.

[Claire]

Until the last line I thought the reference to the theme was 2 out of 3 holes. Linking that to Mandy being trans seemed like a good idea.

Now I have to ask. Is that a fantasy you or maybe a transwoman you know has? The scenario feels so specific that it sounds like a particular fantasy was the inspiration for it.

There was one moment that took me a bit out of the experience.

But it was only a matter of time before they realized they were wrong. That they weren't dealing with a real woman, but a trans woman!

If those were the words of the rapists, it would make sense. But most transwomen would not describe themselves as "not a real woman". I'm not saying that this doesn't happen, but from what I know, for most transwomen and transmen it's important to be acknowledged as real women or men. So that distinction between transwomen and real women in a moment of narration that is told from the transwoman's perspective herself felt out of place.

[Vela Nanashi]

Rape game? that seems stupid to want to do.

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Ok so real rape may not be quite as bad for Mandy as it would be for someone who was not looking to have sex with a lot of men already. Still likely will be rough on her though.

Unwise to do on a public board, also no fixed dates, that sounded very fixed, unless you meant knowing what guys were coming? Since the date/time and place was definitely set by her ad.

Why wear masks if you are gonna say your names that she can hear?

Yeah transwomen who don't say so and go on dates with men who absolutely are not into transwomen are in real danger of violence, so that is a valid fear of her to think about, even fully neo vagina equipped transwomen may not have much luck there. Though maybe these men are bi? or if it is about power they may love humiliating another man.

Very understanding rapists, lucky Mandy.

her own desires but also Mandy's, the her should be his there I think a mistake I do from time to time too, so I like helping point that out if you want to fix, but no big deal

also yeah gravel hands and knees ow

uterus? transwomen don't have one, at least with today's technology.

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now it would have been more humiliating if they made her eat the content of the condom for them...

Sadly I felt very little in this story, and that is my own imperfection, I fail to identify with transwomen unless they are fully converted to actually fertile female by technological or magical means, and gay porn is only cute to me if it is very loving, I guess I fail to identify with the scene without a real woman being there, again that is a flaw of mine and I am sorry, but we like what we like I guess.

Still I think you wrote this fairly well, though I don't think this counts as a gang rape, or gang bang, at least to me that needs more than two men on one woman or man, but I may be a bit picky.

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I agree with joey that line was funny, also the way they reacted was unexpected.

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I agree with RapeU, same for me, I don't really like trans in either direction, though I have made a magic item to allow true conversion to fertile woman or man, and then I like it, I am weird though.

Also the CnC under non controlled conditions is very risky.

I hope some people are more into trans and enjoy this story and give you more enthusiastic comments.

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I think the words make sense for a self aware transwoman too knowing how non LGBT people may view things, but yes she would see herself as a woman, but sane ones will know that some men and women do not.

[Blue]

Thanks for the numerous suggestions.
I knew from the start that by choosing a trans woman as the victim, I was taking a certain risk that many readers wouldn't be able to identify with the story. That's why I initially considered choosing a completely normal woman as the main character.
But: @Claire got it right. The story has a real background. I know a trans woman who placed exactly such an ad publicly. And who also hoped that her fantasy would be fulfilled. Unfortunately for her—but perhaps also fortunately—she sprained her ankle so badly the day before the scheduled date that it had to be put in a cast. Of course, that meant she couldn't go for a walk around the pond in the middle of the night. But she's still determined to at least try to realize her fantasy...

[Claire]

@Blue Might I suggest that you add the Trans tag to your story? I think for those specifically looking for a story involving trans characters this would be helpful.

[Blue]

@Claire: done...

[Shocker]

It’s an interesting story, not necessarily my cup of tea, but technically well done. There were a couple of passages, that make me think you were in german translating afterwards into English. It didn’t impede my reading, but I wonder how many people were wondering about his best thing (bestes Stück).
You set up the scene marvelously, and managed to bring Mandy’s fear to the forefront of the readers mind. Also she behind to see what kind of stupid idea this action really was. Not that there aren’t really people who would want to try something like it.

[Lucius]

Very original! The German-to-English translation leads to weirdness from time to time, and no transwomen with uterus existed on 28 May 2025, but other that that -- the psychology, the tenstion, the interactions are excellent!