Desperate Living is not the John Waters movie, it is the fact that me, beautiful, talented, smart, funny and savvy Meg McCarville, has turned to an internet dating site to get sex.
Desperate Living is not the John Waters movie, it is the fact that me, beautiful, talented, smart, funny and savvy Meg McCarville, has turned to an internet dating site to get sex.
One thing, and I think the most important thing, about this whole experience is that there is a huge fucking amount of guys who go online in order to have girls fuck them with strap ons, anonymously. And they all want big ones too. And they all want girls, and list as straight. They don’t even want trannies with the real things.
I’ve done this before and I do possess a strap on. For a long time, I begged boyfriend after boyfriend if I could get a strap on and try it on them. No dice. I thought they were all pussies… THANK GOD THEY DID NOT WANT THIS…. The moment I got to try the first time I was working at the dungeon… It was not fun… It was with this old trannie named Daniella who had a dog tag pierced to her balls that said “PROPERTY OF ILLUSIONS, MISTRESS ALEXANDRIA” on it… and so one of the girls was supposed to give this bald trannie with a very distended stomach an enema before I stuck it in… apparently she did not do a good job because as I tried to maneuver this thing like I was a man i got shit all over it (of course I was wearing a jimmie but dude… fucking GROSS… IT’S OLD TRANNIE SHIT) it was like baby poo… it smelled sooo bad… my legs got tired. she was bent over this thing and i was on my tiptoes and i wanted to puke.
They wanted me to keep putting bigger and bigger ones on, but I stopped after two… I couldn’t take it. If I saw a drop of blood, I would faint. Of course I like blood… shit was the worst…. but I thought that a river of shit and blood would just like fly out, knocking me on the ground…SICK.
Then there was the lawyer who wanted me to. I said I wouldn’t do it. I was glad. He was really hairy. Finally there was “Amber”… A 22 year old trannie house slave who I was finally able to get in a position in which I could do it. I fucked Amber like 5 different times on different days… one day I pretended she was a pony. She was clean so it wasn’t that bad.
I never quite liked anything up my ass. The last time I tried ass sex was when my boyfriend stuck his hoo hah up there and then I screamed, and he took it out and this huge thing of shit flew on the wall. We never cleaned it. We just laughed i think.
Sometimes a fuckhead will come to my place and demand the strap on up his ass which i have NO IDEA why I told him I had one in the first place…. oh, and I’m not so efficient with it folks… so don’t you faggots get excited.
A British guy once said to me that men are afraid to ask anyone in person for this stuff so they ask me… I am the go to for potential fags… They need to go to a bathhouse… and leave me the fuck alone… or build me a bathhouse…. WHY AREN’T THERE FEMALE BATHHOUSES??? I’m three strap on dudes away from paying for sex.
man i fuck my boyfriends with strap-ons all the time it is totally a penis envy thing and if you are happy with your vagina there is no way fucking another man can be appealing since theres really nothing in it for you
i mean even with those double-ended dildo things its like ‘well masturbation is so much less effort’
but i had a boyfriend who was secretly a tranny and he was all about getting fucked in the ass. i remember at first i was just using a dildo adn like YAWN this shit bores me but then he introduced the strap on and i got all into it calling him bitch and whore and spitting on his asshole and shit
Meg MacCarville needs to seek God. To ask forgiveness. For posting this. Shit.
That YouTube clip is insane
Trannies ask you to penetrate them because you look like a dude! This post is an anti-streetboner.
I don’t get it but I don’t hate it, yet
also was the springer thing a joke? couldn’t you have thought of a better one tho
like couldn’t you have made a better fake springer gag?? or was that 98% real. if it wasn’t almost totally real it wasn’t that funny, like was that guy really your boyfriend and did he not know for 5 months? if that part was true than the clown thing being fake doesn’t matter but if the clown thing is real and the rest was fake then it wasn’t real enough to be funny. like when those 4 canadians pranked them in the early days that was funnier, and it ushered in latter day springer with the more contrived less genuine freak show, all the steve shit who I don’t like the look of, focusing on the producer with teletype chanting and panto new orleans aspect to it, and the fights got like siu fake
SHE LOOKS LIKE A WHORRY BRIDGETTE JONES……I’D TAKE MY CRUSTY THE CLOWN OUT AND FUCK IT! HONK-HONK!!!
this is fcking funny, i like this lady and this article, this website, a few other things.
MMMMMMMUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHH better than that boring english fashion party cool girl or that whiny rich american girl complaining about how poor people say talk to her.
this ladys really good.
she lives in chicago and is gross and shoots up and her ‘boyfriend’ in the clip is her friend. someone fucked her up so bad as a child. its kind of sad.
I feel ill.
ahhhaahahhaaaha… how does someone know i live in chicago??? my childhood??? what??? wow. i feel so famous. or gross… both. like i said i wanna be lindsay lohan. ah luf mah life.
Hahahahaha I’d leave the shit on the wall too.
Why do peoples’ faces say everything already? I don’t know crackers about face-ology, but it seems our “flowers” change with our brains, subtly of course. A chin begins to jut out here, the posture of our eyes begin to seem more predatory, or hot-dog vendor-like, if you were a hot-dog vendor or something similar. I guess we’ve been showing the sum/gist of our experiences in a cryptic way all the while. To a certain extent, at least. Some of our expressions, with repeated similar experiences begin to affix themselves. Of course there’s aging too, don’t go there. But our face is what we show to the world, so maybe one shouldn’t expect to find truth entirely.
But fuck, I guess this is the last place to think aloud about this – mail it to obviousachusetts for me – aren’t street boner winners just a fine demonstration of artistic unity between the clothes and the face? and then sometimes the exact opposite because fuck criteria and it works anyway?
You are Lindsay Loham, by the way, but who is getting blanked harder? I’d wager she’s more lost and powerless than you, based on absolutely nothing.
And that’s my final thought,
her fingers is beautful
It sounds like you’re in the 7th social circle of hell. Condolences.
people are so mean, they like to forget that other people are just as bigpussies as they are themselves. you’re pretty sweet in my book meg, even if you have a rape-face in that picture.
holy fuck: http://www.medicinefilms.com/watch?v=192543
BTW: in the link i just posted, she’s naked, covered in blood with a whiskey bottle up her pussy, singing something in french while huffing raid!!!! genius
pretty good, any more vids?
other than fools rush in?