Forced Feminization Story Novels & Stories

Evidence of someone’s attempt to rewrite a life. “They have men whose only job is to rewrite these girls. They study their memory gaps and fill them with whatever story suits the cartel. Many of the girls don’t even know their real birthdays, real families, real nationalities. Their entire sense of self becomes something fabricated.” The thought cut through me like a blade being pushed in slow. I was impatient “Knox,” I said, forcing each word out evenly, even though I felt anything but even. “Where is she? Is she alive?”

“The Zeus empire needs strength, legacy. A male heir carries that. A girl’s just a burden.” His words cut deep, my breath choking, my tears falling, my fear growing as his dominance pressed against me. “I’m not your damn tool,” I snapped, my voice hoarse, shoving his chest, my hands shaking. “You can’t make me want this! I didn’t even think I could have a kid!” My sobs broke through, my mind spinning, how could I be pregnant when I was told it was impossible? Victor’s demand for a boy made it worse, like I was nothing but a vessel.

“What’s the point? Honestly, it’s already too late. In three days, Jasper will be gone for good. This body will be mine forever.” Mary grabbed my arm nervously. “Claire, what is going on?” I held her hand and quietly explained everything that had happened. The truth was that the thing in Mary’s womb was never a child at all. It was a ghost fetus, cultivated by David through dark magic. He had transferred the ghost fetus into Mary’s uterus. Given time, when it ripped its way out of her body, Mary would undoubtedly be severely harmed. That was the real reason I had been forcing Mary to get an abortion.

“Back to my story. So, I told you about the two choices I had, to kill him or to usurp his power. I chose the second option because killing him outright would have dire consequences. All his loyal contacts would come after me for it, and making it look like an accident would also be problematic because someone else just as bad, or worse than him would take over, and the cycle would just continue. For the sake of all the others who were either too weak to fight for themselves, or had lost all hope of ever being free, I had to somehow get stronger than the boss.” She held him closer, offering silent support because she knew that even if he wasn’t acting emotional, it couldn’t be easy to relive

“I was wrong, Hillary, I was just naive and stupid. I thought he loved me, and I believed him so much. I'm sorry.” “Are you done?” “Do you know what he did to me?” “I don't care.” “He sold me, Hillary. He fucking sold me to someone. I was forced to be a sex slave for countless men, I was humiliated and assaulted.” She sniffed as she spoke. I still looked at her coldly. I didn't show any emotions whatsoever. I think I might have learnt this from Rodrigo. “I got pregnant.” She continued. “And Yoshim forced me into having an abortion.

VLADIMIR Victor Rodriguez. I will never be able to forget that name. I will remember it for the rest of my life. Even beyond that. I will probably search for him in hell just to kill him all over again. He was one of the instigators of what Yvonne went through. According to my investigator's report, newly recruited women in the ring were first groomed before they were forced into labor. At first, they only perform strip shows to tempt the clients, making them crave more. By doing so, they were able to make the women's value go up.

I clenched my fists just thinking that if I hadn’t stepped in, he would have been the one that married my mate. His father smirked. "Now that she's in your hands, you know what to do? Make her fall in love with you. Use the bond to your advantage if you have to, but make it work. She hates you now, but she’ll eventually come around and change her mind." my father said. With a final good night nod, my father turned on his heel and left my office. I wasn’t a bad person for wanting my mate. I had stopped lying to myself and my wolf that I wanted my human mate. I just need to make her forget about her ex-fiancé and show her that I am not the cold-hearted bastard that she thinks I am.

Everyone praised my sister for bringing good fortune. Meanwhile, I had three daughters in succession. The Johnsons gradually lost face in the village and started calling me a curse. Mark forced me to try the new in vitro fertilization in the city. But the doctor said it was the man's problem - Mark had a chromosomal disorder and could never have boys. The Johnsons couldn't understand and refused to listen. After returning home, they started forcing folk remedies on me to make me bear a son. I was tortured beyond recognition, but still gave birth to another girl.

“Because your three victims asked me to.” I shoved the letter on his face. Josef kept his three daughters under his basement and rape them for two decades, he also impregnated them. He was one of the members of an organization for human slave owners that we hunted. We rescued them but the daughters ended up committing suicide and wrote a letter for me as their suicide note. They requested to keep their father alive as long as we could and I plan to fulfill their wish. I took my personalized stun cane and turned it on, I stunned him on his throat and laughed at the gurgling sound he produced.

I had come so close to being exactly what I was meant to be, whether I wanted it or not. Rhys snatched my hand and I tore my eyes away from Xander. "Did he hurt you?" His words were soft but his face was stony. I recounted the events of the evening, keeping my voice clinical. I came very close to having a child forced on me. To becoming a statistic. It wasn't unheard of, women beaten and abused in terrible ways. My father taught me how to defend myself against a plethora of monsters, both human and other. But being in the situation?