I was in a 2 year relationship with a guy who trooned and furried out 1 year in. I was in a bad situation regarding my home life when I met him so I fled to him because he was jobless and gave me attention I craved.
Even the first year dating him sucked. He drugged me, I had a bad trip from that. I'm still recovering from that to this day almost a decade later. I we probably only had PIV sex like 4 times, he came within 10 seconds each time. His best friend was a lesbian who turned into an Aiden, which is where he got his influence from. The coming months he was attached to Tumblr, following the posts of this one furry troon with a purple dragon as his persona. One day we were spending the night at his parents house and he told me he dreamt he was a sexy dragon lady. A few months in, we move into an apartment together with mostly Aidens and two gay men. A few weeks after that, he decides to buy fake tits. His Aiden BFF started throwing away her old clothing and he showed up with a shit ton of women's clothes. The thing was the fucking skirts. All of them tight and long and had stripes on them. He dressed like a typical troon would, anything to hide his man legs.
There was a time I thought I should get into makeup, and I couldn't even have my own products. I left the apartment for a few weeks to attend intensive therapy and I came back to him wearing my clothes and my makeup rummaged through. It felt so unsanitary. Also, while I was in therapy, he asked if we could open up our relationship because he wouldn't be able to see me often and I don't remember his reason, but I think he wanted to fuck other troons. He did none of that, I remember when I came back home and seeing a condom on the floor. I asked if he saw anyone, he said no, it was because he used the dildo he bought me.
One thing he did do while I was gone though, was hang out with my best friend, watch movies, get her drunk, and sexually assault her. I remember her texting me what happened because she felt bad and I said it was no big deal because our relationship was open. I should have known better. I really wasn't in the right state of mind.
I put up with this guy for about 2 more months until he said we needed to break up because I ended up hating everyone he was friends with because they did drugs. I told him I had a bad trip before, his response was it wasn't possible because he talked to someone. I did hate his friends, they wouldn't shut up about their constant use.
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