Femboy X Tomboy Novels & Stories

Thomas stared at the little hand in front of him, and the bright funny smile of the other, making him also smile. " Am Thomas." ************************** ————————————— Becky: ⊙⁠.⁠☉" You are a boy? I didn't notice that." (⁠◠⁠ᴥ⁠◕⁠ʋ⁠) • • • Thomas: " Ohh! You are a girl." (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) " I didn't notice, little tomboy."

I’m Jasmine, a 19-year-old femboy, and this is the story of how I became Ren’s submissive plaything. It all started when Ren and I met online, bonding over our shared interests in BDSM and strap-on play. We clicked instantly, and before long, we were planning to meet up and take our virtual fantasies to the real world.

I found a Phillipines little girl older than me and we find ourselves having many things in common, the only difference was that she didn't had parents and I had parents even though separated from them. I started growing, and as much as I grew up I had dreams even if it wasn't necessary because reality would still come and spoil everything, I had dreams...many dreams. For them to be accomplished, I had to have a new style, so I decided to choose the Tomboy style. I had to avoid distractions and anything that would disrupt me. So, I was sure no body would be interested in me even though the school was exclusively main for girls, sometime I had to go out and feel some regards on me by boys wh

"Go ahead." "Look it's not as if I'm prying but Kaitlyn, why did you feel the need to change yourself? Why did you become a tomboy?" * * * * * * Don't forget to vote Famz. Show your supports for your girl. ❤️❤️❤️ Favvy.

I whispered. "Bodies change, Bella. No two pregnancies are ever the same," Maya insisted firmly. "With Tom, your body was a fortress. Now, it’s finally allowed to be a home. Your hormones are reacting to a sense of security you didn't have years ago. If that means you’re more affectionate or more sensitive, then so be it. It’s not a defect; it’s a shift."

I shrugged. “Tom is a big and popular boy in school, and he is known for his high expectations of girls. He is a playboy and he goes around with sexy and good looking girls. Why do you think he has no interest in you, because of your fucking nerdy personality.” Kora hissed. At the mention of Tom having interest in sexy and good looking females, I immediately started loving my new look. That is how in love I am with Tom. Kora took me to the hair session of the multipurpose mall, and the stylist styled my long black hair into a beautiful ponytail.

Having this huge weird creature standing in front of me with his perfect smile, expensive clothes and warm hands absolutely made my tummy do things it never had before. Boys never paid attention to me, never. Okay so I had been carrying some baby weight for about 14 years longer than I should have, and she-wolves are always fit. I was also shy as could be, I was raised by my dad and he didn’t exactly know how to teach me to be girly. I was a non-athletic tomboy basically. My hair was always a mess, I didn’t know what to do with make-up. I didn’t dress up and I was the definition of a klutz. I convinced myself a spinster cat lady was probably going to be my path.

he said "hmm, so you are saying you are a bad person, a badboy'' I smiled "Yeah I am a badboy and that makes you a bad girl with you by my side" ''so you are saying I am the badboy's bad girl right?" "no wrong" he grab my chin forward "you are beautiful like a doll, feisty and strong so I'd say you are The Badboy's baby doll" he stated darkly with a smirk.

Chapter 39: You Look Beautiful Kate By the time we were ready to try everything on, Amelia has at least five dresses each for us. I am not really a dress person, I am more of a tomboy while she is more girly. Now that I think about it, people confuse me for being a lesbian all the time. Can I even pull off a dress? After trying on the first dress, I noticed how broad it makes my shoulder look. As if I had man's shoulders instead of slim girly ones. No, I need a little something to make my shoulders smaller.

"But how about Casper? Isn't he ruining his name if that dork messed up?" "Well that's no longer our issue. My only interest is to give that tomboy a lesson not to seduce the great Casper!" They vanish after, but I bet they're still chatting at the hallway. I stare at my reflection on the mirror. I hissed remembering their issue. Tomboy? Seducing Casper? Are they nuts? When did a tomboy learned to seduce a guy? Stupid villains. I washed my hands but paused for a while. The voice of the girly one entered my ear. She said that if I messed up I'll also drag Casper's name.