R.I.P Bogdanoffs
Flood my profile with "-rep", please.

You will never be a Shrigma male. You have no Mycelia, you have no Wrats, you have no Basal bulb. You are a Fungisexual man twisted by spores and mutilation into a crude mockery of a mushroom’s perfection.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back molds mock you. Your human parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your Shroom “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.

Mushrooms are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed Fungi to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even Shroomsexuals who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a Mushroom. Your non hyphae bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk Mushroom home with you to inject your "spores" into, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected axe wound.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy some fungicide, drink it all , and try to plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you alive passed out on the floor, finding out that you weren't even mushroom enough to kill yourself the normal way. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a man is buried there. Your body will decay and No mushroom will even think of growing near your decayed remains, all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably male.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.