I want to try Tinder as a woman, and get hit on by horny men all the time.

How hard can this be? you think to yourself. After all, you can see yourself in the mirror.

You download Tinder, create a profile, take some photos and within minutes you're starting to get matches. Awesome! you think. Technology has solved my problem!

You swipe to accept the first hot-looking guy.

>> you a dude?

WHAT? Is that the first text I get? But hold-on, maybe he's just not good with words.

I'm MTF transgender. <<

You respond.

>> 2 bad. you're hot, but this pecker's only for realXX babes.

But I am a real woman! you say to yourself, pissed. Okay, let's try the next guy.

>> those lips feel so great wrapped around my cock

Ugh. Is this the level of men on this app? you wonder.

Then he sends you a picture of his cock. Okay, you look at it, interested. It's not bad.

Wait... you zoom into the background. IS THAT A PIECE OF PIZZA UPSIDE DOWN ON HIS FLOOR?

Your stomach turns. NO.

Let's try another, you think, ever hopeful.

>> Awesome! I never get hot women like you! Let's get together!

The next one says.

>> Can you pick me up at my Mom's place? My car got repossessed.

Oh, holy mother of...

You roll your eyes. Is this all that's on Tinder?

You receive a notification. It's another dick pick.

You start getting a lot more selective and start rejecting men left and right. What a see of mediocre, toxic, self-centered masculinity there is!

Finally, you find some who looks half-way intelligent.

>> Love the TROPHY WIFE necklace. Great social commentary.

Uh, thanks, I guess? <<

>> I bet it attracts a lot of assholes.

You've no idea. <<

>> Is that why you're wearing it?

That gives you pause.

Why are you wearing a TROPHY WIFE necklace? You could have taken it off and put it in your purse, but you didn't. Also, why did you select the Bimbo Trophy-Wife outfit to begin with? Why was that your first choice? You could have chosen any of the other outfits. Like that Pencil-skirt outfit. That one was classy.

Maybe because, deep down, you WANT to be a bimbo?

And you want to be some rich man's trophy wife?

Is that it? Do you WANT to be objectified as a sexual being, a rich man's toy? His sexual bragging contest?

You imagine your hot husband, after a long day of you teasing him with your skimpy / flashy outfits, throwing you down and hiking up your too-small skirt and fucking you hard in the elevator of some hotel as you squeal with pleasure.

I guess I like it. <<

I guess... I want to be someone's TROPHY WIFE. <<

>> Cool, if that's you're kink.

>> Sorry, though, it's not mine.

Well fuck.