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Last year I discovered their dildo hiding in the closet. I was the one who introduced them to the website they purchased it on, which I now regret doing (they sell alternative fashion). I was given an elaborate “it’s for a friend” excuse, which I immediately called bullshit because I had already seen a strap-on harness and an enema in the bathroom we shared several years prior to this. I was only nine when I saw a harness in the bathroom while we were having a birthday party and wanted to die of shame and embarrassment because the other kids at school made fun of homosexuals, imagine if they found out my father was gay. I also heard my mother ask, “You think she’s gonna lick your butthole?”, referring to the woman he cheated on her with over a year ago.

I feel hurt and confused, not because of the huge penis, because of my mother who forced me to hide my identity for five years. They are vocally progressive in public, but I was not allowed to shop in the men’s section or get a haircut. They told me to stop wearing beanies because people kept thinking I was a boy. I was mocked in a deep voice when I asked, yelled at, labeled “abnormal”, “dyke”, etc. I fell into depression and spent the entirety of those years rotting in bed, and now you’re telling me that the same woman who tormented me all these years swings around a massive rubber dick and balls? Not only that, she told me she was going to throw it at my face when I confronted her about it.

Neither of them accepted me for who I was, now I have to put up with their weird fetish? I am done hiding their disgusting secret. No offense, I simply cannot understand why someone would want to get their asshole ripped open.