Forced Feminization Story Novels & Stories

He wanted to take her wealth, which she got from her deceased father and would use her baby against her once she gave birth. I was in a coma during my stay there, but I heard everything that was happening around me. The woman would come into my room every day, begging me to wake up to help save her and her baby. She felt helpless. When she gave birth, she came to me crying, telling me that her baby died during her birth.

My sweat was falling to his chest, and he sucked my breast and played with it with his hot, wet tongue. His powerful arms grasp my hand hard to prevent me from fleeing, but I am so weary; how can I escape from him? Ultimately, he will tell everyone that he is my husband. When I told everyone that I was fucked against my consent, no one would believe my story because Sebastian was hot and handsome, as with his desirable smoking appearance, no one could resist him but me! I give up after every thrust he makes and allow him to do whatever he wants until I collapse on his arms and fall asleep.

“I'm following in my footsteps, Fernanda, and it's time to have just one woman and I choose her daughter. Karen must not be taking me seriously, that's why she didn't comment. You know, it irritates me, I hate being contradicted by my wishes.” "Please! Review your list of women, and choose another one. There is still time to change your mind. This madness only sets in after they have had sex.” “Everything is sealed, Fernanda. Advise your daughter to accept me, or I will be forced to do the same as Alaric did to you.” Your eyes are watering. "I understand!" But. “I'm determined, Fernanda, don't try to contradict me. Karen is the one who will suffer the consequences.”

She paused sighing sadly making Zinnia more curious. "I was a prostitute in the pack, my father committed a fraud with the Alpha and he sentenced our family with different punishments, I had one more brother, he was forced to serve in the military and during the war, he was killed. While I was forced into submission as I was already an omega, at first I cried and did many things to save myself, but soon I realized crying won't get me fed, it won't get me money or easy life I wanted. So I stared becoming the high paid prostitute to get my stomach well fed. Seducing, smiling and even initiating everything to get paid well was a misery I lived in. So I am thankful that here at least till now I

“He called himself ‘The Savior’. He kept saying to follow him and he would save us from being packless, give us unlimited women and food. He provided shelter and would hold mating ceremonies where he would bring women he kidnapped and forced them to mark and mate us to create a strong blood line. The women fought at first but once marked they were submissive.” “I see, and where do they live?” Wyatt asked, his eyes were pitch black and looked pissed off. “We move everyday but mainly in an old warehouse someone. I’m no good with directions.” “Okay then.” And with that Wyatt stood up, moved behind the rouge and snaped his neck in one swift motion. The other rouge had bled out by then. Wyatt wal

Isabella attempted to step closer, but her mother held her back. "What happened?" Valeria laughed, and it was a bitter one. “You want to know what happened? Fine. All my life I tried to live up to you. I even walked in your steps and married that stupid Chris. You are the reason I carry this abominality they call a child. Maybe I enjoyed it but not for long.” She paused, the hurtful memories hitting her like blows in her gut. “Soon I encountered this rich old man at some downtown bar. He looked innocent, he said he needed company for the evening.” “He brought me to his club but when we arrived, he was not alone. Three of his friends were waiting there. They had this weird fetish for pregnant

Max said softly. “Isn’t that a little sexist?” the man asked. “I don’t mean it that way. We found the girls months ago. They had been cared for even though they knew what their fate was to be. They had been taught things. These children are more feral. They were used for their bodies and then they were turned onto these women to release the anger they had. The woman who set all of this up was a monster in her own right. She raped her sons in the guise of a family curse. Even though it was consensual it was still rape. She encouraged her sons and daughters to have sex as well.” Max said, “Nothing that has her stamp on it would be good. This is a perfect example of how she was.”

Her properties, everything she had acquired through manipulation and deceit was confiscated. And finally, she was banished. Cast out from all packs. Left to survive alone in the woods for the rest of her life. Her cries grew louder, more desperate. “Please… I didn’t do anything wrong!” She screamed, her voice breaking. “Freya forced me into it. She’s the wicked one!” A man stepped forward, his face hard. “You’re a failure,” he said coldly. “I wish you were never born.” Valentina’s body trembled with rage as she glared at the man.

"But the evidence—" "Makes her look weak," Atlas said flatly. "Makes her a victim. Someone who was overpowered. Violated. Used. That's not the narrative we need. The organization can't see her as someone who was raped. They need to see her as someone who survived an assassination attempt. Who fought back. Who killed six armed men while wounded. A warrior. Not a victim." "But the injuries—" "Came from the fight. From the attack. From defending herself against six armed men. She was stabbed. Slashed across the face. Beat to hell fighting them off. But she killed them all. That's the story. The sexual assault never happened. Understood?"

Felix puts his hand on her cheek and whispers, "You don't have to say or explain anything if you are not ready to." She nods and lets out another sob as she continues. "He called me to his office not long after our mothers left. As soon as I entered, he had a couple of warriors grab me by the arms and drag me to stand in front of his desk. He cleared everything off of his desk as he said that I needed to learn and know my place now as a female of this pack. As he then walked around the desk, the warriors turned me so that I was always facing him. He approached me once I had my back to the desk. Using his claws, he ripped my jeans, making a hole in them. I started to struggle against the warr