Fellow MTTs, let us shock and horrify the delicate souls in GenderCritical [hi there, stalkers!] by bragging about the full extent of our lady-face fetishism, narcissistic boundary violation, and general autogynephilic depravity.

I'm sure the FTTs will have their own "I'm such a traitor to wombyn-kind that..." tales to tell.

To get the ball rolling:

• I'm such a woman-face pervert that... my train of thought when entering a women's bathroom for the first time was "damnit no gender-neutral option available... OK, then, the women's it is... let's hope it's not crowded... oh thank mother hydra, the cubicles have floor-to-ceiling masonry partitions, and fully fitting doors... OK done, let's wash my hands and get the hell out of here... OH MY GOD THE TAP ISN'T WORKING! EVERYTHING'S GOING WRONG! THIS IS A DISASTER! ... OK, stay calm and move to the next sink... phew it works... now leave... I'm out of the door! I'm out of the door! I SURVIVED!". In other words, every fetish satisfied.

• I'm such a woman-face pervert that... it never occurred to me to try on women's underwear pre-transition, and I still wear a mixture of male and female, as I gradually phase out my male clothing. In fact, so obsessed I am with my underwear, I have no idea what I'm wearing at the moment, other than it would have been the first thing I grabbed out of the drawer. Autogynephilia FTW!

• I'm such a woman-face pervert that... everything I wear is pink, if by "everything" you mean nothing besides a woolen scarf that has little flecks of pink in it. I'm also the proud owner of lots of sparkly high-heeled shoes. A total of zero, in fact.

Can anyone better my sheer depravity?