my fantasy is transitioning, getting hrt and then getting srs, then moving to canada so i can fuck jordan peterson, then as we wake up the next morning i bring him tea and breakfast to bed, as he wakes up slowly i tell him “i only have one x chromozome” he goes “oh cool” not realizing the meaning of the statement cuz he’s still half asleep. i start to leave, we hug our goodbyes, just as i am about to close the door, he says, “wait what was that about the chromozomes?” i quickly shut the door and leave. and hear him screeching and seething in pain as he melts down both emotionally and physically, like a superhero walking away from the explosion without looking back.