My son Brent, was the stereotype of toxic alpha masculinity! Beard, Oakleys, Red Cap, and Pickup.
He was all entitlement and no responsibility. He looked down on women and expected his poor wife to be his maid, cook and whore.
I had hoped he would grow out of it after he got married, but he just got worse. So I had a talk with his wife.
We enrolled him in Dr. Lilith’s retreat, for full transition and age regression.
Today, Britta is a dutiful housekeeper for her ex wife and a nurturing big-sister to Brent’s daughter. We conditioned her to be flirty and boy-crazy, just for the fun of watching her act the way Brent thought girls should act. With luck, she can be some rich man’s trophy wife and give me another grandchild.