Our new company captain (Peggy) was introduced to us today. The first transgender captain in the Marine Corps. They (he) strode out in transgender uniform (which is pretty much the female Marine skirt) and introduced him-selves on the parade deck. He must have been the ugliest transgender women I’ve ever seen. He/she was built like a lumber jack with a chiseled face.
Since he or she did not identify with either male or female. We were ordered to use the pronouns they/them. So instead of yes sir or mam. We said yes they or them.
One Marine (Dave) unzipped his pants on the parade deck and pulled out his cock and stood at attention. Well captain Peggy immediately strode over to corporal Dave and stood in front of him. Corporal Dave saluted Capitan Peggy and Captain Peggy astutely saluted Corporal Dave.
Captain Peggy reached down and grabbed Corporal Dave’s cock and stated, “I’m not scared of that thing”. There was a moment of silence (3 seconds) as Captain Peggy stood there holding Corporal Dave’s cock. Then the whole company started to laugh, scream, cry and roll on the parade deck with maddening laughter. Finally the gunny got everyone back in formation and quiet.
Captain Peggy assured us that he was proud to be a Marine and serve our country. Captain Peggy’s family had a long history of military service. Captain Peggy had served 3 tours in Iraq and had close to 47 confirmed kills. “Listen”, captain Peggy yelled. Pull your cock out on me again and I swear I’ll bite that bastard off and swallow it. He saluted the company and strode off in those spit shinned high heels.
That day forth our Marine company had good morale and respect for Captain Peggy. He fought beside us in Syria in the trenches. Held his dying troops in his/her arms and wrote their families the sad news of their loved ones death. Captain Peggy always told us to be who we are in our heart. No matter what.
Sadly one ugly day in Syria, Captain Peggy was killed in action trying to rescue a wounded Marine. They will not be forgot.