Female Overhaul Novels & Stories

There would be no denying the fact that her words alone made him harder than steel, the tent in his shorts abundantly obvious as he instantly admitted defeat. Young she-wolves, tiny little things that were easily broken were his favorite, and Wren was that fantasy in the flesh. Barely five foot and with no hips to speak of, her tiny breasts were little more than nipples. Clearly she didn't entirely understand the Breeding Rooms and their dynamic, as she was dressed in a pleated black silk skirt that covered nothing, and a black fishnet blouse over a barely there red leopard bralette.

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Neva said, not turning from the stove. “Do you… have someone? A boyfriend? A husband?” Neva shook her head. She glanced back at Calla. “No. No boyfriends. No husbands.” She paused. “I have no interest in men. At all. I like women.” “Oh,” Calla said. It didn’t change anything. Neva was still Neva: strong, kind, and scary when she needed to be. “I see.”

" I start laughing and said; " You known what women phycology is different. I mean you can only talk to them. As a female werewolf, they loved there femininity, yet have been called masculine and intimidating. Being strong and clever is feminine. Being sporty and confident is feminine. They live in an age where people have begun to believe the stereotypes so strongly that they reject the truth of their own eyes and hearts. Female strength is a wonderful thing. If others have insecurity issues about that, that is their problem. Because being whom I was born to become is my pride, my well earned self esteem.I think if you really want to control them you have to manipulate there thoughts. They

The younger ones whispered excitedly to each other, pointing at Victoria's massive wolf form. "Is that—" an older pack member stammered. "Yes," another replied. "It has to be." Was this the legendary Gamma wolf enhancement elixir that no one had managed to brew in 50 years? The elixir that had become almost mythical in our pack's lore? Victoria shifted back to her human form, her naked body now more toned and powerful than before. Someone rushed forward with a robe, which she casually wrapped around herself. Victoria's eyes were filled with joy as she pretended to be humble, placing a hand over her heart dramatically.

I asked, confused. Adjusting his jacket, Ethan said"That is so because we couldn't trail the person. Whoever that person might be, he is strong, stronger than we can imagine, he is fast, and has a different eye color which consists of our packs color emerald green and orange. He could block other wolves' senses, my gut tells me it's a man." "Are you sure about that? The person can also be a woman. Never underestimate the power of a woman. They can be deadly." Justin completed the last sentence folding his hands at his chest.

He offered. Men were easy to manipulate, they were so gullible, it disgusted her. Women were stronger, men were weak, emotionally and physically. They all thought with one thing; their sexual organ. She almost spat out disgustingly. "You'd rather I become your hoe over collecting a three million bribe?" Rob skovich's brows furrowed in confusion, "a three million bribe, I wasn't offered no such amount" Munawarrah stared in confusion before realization dawned on her, Samuel Joseph, the bastard!

"Kate the Moon Goddess has made you Alpha. Look come here look in the mirror." That's when I see it I'm about 3 inches taller my figure is a perfect hourglass my muscles are toned and defined but in a feminine way. My hair somehow looks darker and now is past my butt. My eyes are bright ice blue now. My skin is flawless. Then Trent turns me around and for the first time I see the Goddess mark on my shoulder. Its like a tattoo but more detailed a beautiful full moon with a wolf howling at it. "Kate you hold the mark of the goddess that means you are a born Alpha. "

The waterworks wouldn’t just stop coming. Now, sprawled shirtless across his couch in a pair of designer sweatpants, Asher looked like a shadow of himself. The laptop next to him on his center table was filled with tabs upon tabs of search results. “Omega to Alpha reversal.” “How to switch secondary gender. “Westcare hormonal breakthrough.” but he found absolutely nothing. It was as if the concept didn’t exist and Asher had hallucinated the whole fucking thing. But no, his body wasn’t lying.

“I could please you so much better. Would you like that? My features became warm, but this time it wasn’t because I was in heat. This was humiliating. And it seemed he was determined to make me look like a fool. All I could think about at that moment was kicking him just as I would in training. But then he would definitely know that it was me. I had to keep the persona of an omega female wolf who has just ended her estrus. I need to be more like an omega she-wolf to throw him off my trial.