Emilia was a bad person.
She was a Terf, a trans exclusive radical feminist.
She was quite radical in her way of thinking.
Gender was oppressive, being a woman was nothing more than a 'biological reality'.
The trans-women were not women, they were only 'men with dysphoria' according to her.
She likewise hated trans men, because she believed they were misogynists for not wanting to be women.
Don't blame me for her ideas, she was wrong.
But she didn't realize it, no matter what she did to her.
That day things turned for the worse.
"Emilia, did you find out what happened to Emma?" Lola asked.
"Are you talking about that asshole transvestite?" Emilia replied.
Lola did not always tolerate the attitude of her friend, even though she was not a fan of Transactivism, she respected everyone no matter what.
"Well, she ..."
"HE! You have to talk to him for what he is" said Emilia.
"Or what she was, she died, she committed suicide" Lola said.
Emilia looked at her for a second and then she answered:
"Great, less 'man with dysphoria'" Emilia said with a cheerful tone of voice.
"Emilia, she committed suicide because of your harassment"
"Are you going to start? Defending my biological reality is not transphobic"
"But was necessary insult her, make her feel less?"
"Look Lola, I don't want to ruin my friendship for a stupid tranny, we better get on with our day normally"
Lola did not remain silent, she then told him:
"Can you have a little empathy? What would you have done if you were in her shoes?"
"I don't know, but it definitely wouldn't invade women's spaces."
The next morning things felt strange for Emilia.
Her body felt weird.
She slowly opened her eyes.
The room felt cold.
The sheets on her bed seemed to be of poor quality.
But something began to worry her.
The room didn't seem to be her room.
It appeared to be a large room, with what appeared to be bunk beds.
She was confused.
An uncomfortable sensation in her crotch plagued her.
her shoulders felt strange.
At that moment she noticed something ... her hair was cut short.
She wanted to know what was happening.
She got up from the bed.
But she felt strange, like her center of mass was higher.
At that moment she finally realized what was happening.
"I'm a fucking man!" she yelled.
At that moment she heard a voice from the back of the room:
"Shhh! You're going to wake up all the comrades, Emilia" said a guy with a military cap.
Emilia wanted to know who the hell that guy was and why the hell did he know her name.
"Excuse me, how do you know my name?" Emilia asked, I thought that cooperating with that man was more useful than denying that that was her name.
"Well, that confirms it, another one of my dreams that comes true" said that man.
"What are you talking about?"
"I dreamed that one of my men woke up with the soul of a girl named Emilia, the dream also told me that you hate people like me"
Emilia didn't know what to make of all that.
"Are you one of those transfemale?" she asked.
"In these times the word 'trans' does not exist, they just call me fag"
Emilia didn't know what to make of all this.
Some kind of madman tells her that she can predict the future with his dreams.
That is not something that happens every day.
He noticed that a weapon was next to that man, she realized that he was also wearing military clothing.
"Fusil Mondragon Modelo 1908" that man said.
"Where I am?"
That man looked at her and replied
"In the World War, in a reality in which the United Mexican States fight against the United States of America"
Could she be any crazier this day?
"By the way, welcome to my squad, I'm Lieutenant Alberto, ¡Mucho gusto!"
I would sh*t post here… but honestly a psychotic Mexican Sargent is a pretty cool idea. Not going to read further because in hospital for chronic cringe. Doctor advised me to stay away from bad political takes. Something about listening to "Dixey" on loop 4 hours a day was not 'healthy'.
Anyways got to go to the gym to body shame the pair of whales that live across the street from me.
I wanna see where this all leads, honestly
@Anonimo571
I’ve had a stern lecture from them about how terrible and bigoted I was for not being sexually interested in their perfect (spheroid) form.
While I myself do not like the terfs and their militaristic manhateing lesbian ways, it warms my heart to see them go from “kill all men” to “don’t cut your d*ck off” progress people!