Forced Feminization Story Novels & Stories

my mate tells me gently, “You were sixteen years old. Your father had just died. Your grandmother deliberately manipulated you into doing what she thought would send a message to your enemies, and she used your own kindness against you. She knew how horrified you were by what those creatures had done. She probably could guess at the type of response you would get when you spoke to them, which is why she locked you in a room with them. Your grandmother created that entire situation.” I think about what she has said, but I tell her what I most fear. “But I still made the choice,” I tell her, in despair, “No one put a gun to my head. No one made me do it. I made the choice to take a life. And n

I watch her body slightly shake as she takes a deep breath and despite my need to hear what she has to say, I allow her a moment to get herself together. "To cut a long story short the place was some kind of breeding mill. They would force the men to produce semen and impregnate the women without their permission, but as soon as they were finished with someone, they would kill them. Hell, they would kill them if they couldn't produce what they wanted. It was hell on earth and I was stuck there for almost two years."

Fear stabbed at them when the other men filed into the room and stood around the walls and Don Giovanni strode across to them. ‘I tuoi padri ti hanno venduto come vergine, il codice mafioso dice che devi provarlo davanti ai testimoni’ [Your Fathers sold you as virgins, the Mafia Code says you must prove it in front of witnesses] The reality of their situation dawned on them and they were horrified to see their Fathers were amongst the men watching. They refused to cooperate and tried to escape begging their Fathers to help them. Not one man intervened, the young women were thrown onto the bed and held down while their new husbands raped them savagely. Antonio and Frederico were Giovanni’s so

"Your what? Cassie, this is the story of your career. If you write this, you name your price. You get a senior staff position. You don't quit when you're holding the winning lottery ticket." "I don't have the story you want, Marcus," I replied, keeping my posture impeccably straight. "The story you are looking for—the abuse, the manipulation, the victims trapped in the dark—it doesn't exist. It was a fiction invented by a man who couldn't stand the fact that people were finding peace in a way he didn't understand." "Cassie, don't be naive," Marcus scoffed, running a hand through his thinning hair. "It's BDSM. It's rich men buying the right to hurt people. There's always a victim."

“Ah, where was I? right…I was telling you about how I only grew up with a mother figure and not a mother. You see, my sister is quite big on feminism, and she would make sure to teach me to always treat every girl and woman with respect, honor, and dignity. One time, to make sure I would never talk down on women, she took me to an abandoned alley where a bunch of guys would gather to catcall women. You know what she did?” Antov went on his knees before an angry Andrew. “She had me watch as those guys were beaten to a pulp using a thick branch from a tree. It was truly an upsetting sight for a boy my age, but it was needed….and my older brother approved of it as well. So there really was no

Two were rape victims, three were victims of human trafficking, two were sold by their drunkard family members in the prostitution house from where they were rescued and one was once gifted to Victor by his partner. From her talks I got to know that she is also a rape victim. She told me her story, how she was raped, how she lost her family, how she was rescued, about her coma and about her joining the mafia, all with a smile. After listening to her only one thought came to my mind, she is strong..........really strong.

"I'm sorry baby... I fucked up I know…" Kendall continued to cry, he was holding her like she meant something to him, but clearly it was as fake as her whole life was. Nobody could physically hurt you and care for you. Kendall would not roll over and play the victim. She would fight him but not tonight, tonight she was very afraid and confused and needed to sort out a plan. Tonight she would play the victim and pretend he cared for her...

He said, "I hated women after that.. She brought me into a world that knows no mercy! She sold me to the worst man in history, and when I say the worst man, I really mean her!" "How did your father allow her? I didn't expect him to act like this!" "He's not my father" She opened her eyes for the thousandth time in amazement. What a strange fact so far! How is Mr. Roger not Kristen's father! He added: "I was bought by a begging gangster! Greedy and all his concern is money! We were like a toy in his hands, he sent us early to fetch money in the midst of the freezing cold in the lightest clothes so that passers-by would pity us! The cold crept into our bones a lot and we got sick a lot, but he

She begs hard for Anastasia to stop it and that she's sorry, but Anastasia enjoys her suffering, so she remains silent with a smirk on her lips. They skip few days from beating up Francisco since Anastasia wanted to see him get raped as well like on what he did to her, however, it will be more violent and brutal. Sabrina hires males, looking like a woman with fake boobs but all of them haven't changed their penis to vagina. In p**n hubs—they are called She-Male.

He would have to prove his loyalty to me as time went on. Even though most of the women here seemed happy and I didn’t see any signs of physical abuse, I knew there was more going on under the surface than what I was seeing. My instincts told me that some of these women were brainwashed. We were clearly being persuaded into having sex with men and that was sick enough, but I was starting to think there was even more going on. Like they were suffering some form of Stockholm Syndrome and were told that they should be here over and over again until they believed it.