Frozen Genderbend Novels & Stories

This of course reduced the stress of never being able to crossdress at all but increased the longing for wanting to do it more openly and more often. One of the aspects of my longing is that I will often imagine myself as some woman that I see on the street or in some other normal situation. Dr. Lane refers to this as gender transference; I call it a "wanna-be crush." Most men would see a hot, attractive woman and fantasize about being with her; I fantasize about actually being her. Sometimes it's just to feel the sexy, feminine clothes she's wearing, but often I imagine getting laid by one of those male admirers.

“We’ll only know that after Gabriel enters elementary school and eats birthday cake a few more times. Reproductive gender manifestation happens around then.” Th-then does that mean I also have the possibility of becoming an omega…? Cold sweat pours down. At this time, the person who’s not alone anymore joined the conversation. “Gabriel clearly looks cute. He’s 100 percent omega.” What?! I don’t want that! I’m a sturdy adult male who completed military service! For reference, I once liked the national actress Marilyn Monroe who dominated an era, a 100% heterosexual down to my bones! I don’t want to think about the possibility of being reproductively involved with someone with a male lower bod

She gushed that she now had a new chapter to write about low ranking wolves and how their offspring would be effected by this bond type. Unlike us they did not seem to have heightened abilities that matched their rank but almost powers of sorts. The older of the children, Anders, who preferred to be addressed as Astra, could "shift" between female and male form. We were told that at a very young age she started expressing she felt female, which her parents feared for as werewolves cannot have gender reassignment surgery due to our fast healing. Our wolves do not have a gender and identify with whatever our human form does but our human form is what it is. They raised their, then son, to expr

This time it was a different voice—female, older, carrying the particular cadence of someone used to managing complicated situations. "Dr. Sterling." Not a question. "I'm Elara. I represent the Starborn Council. We need to discuss what you actually are." Raven's grip on the phone tightened. "I'm human." "You're not," Elara replied calmly. "You're a dormant Starborn who's been suppressing her consciousness for seven years. And the man currently dying outside your location is an alpha who bonded with you before you fully suppressed your identity. Which means his survival depends on your cooperation whether you like it or not."

But my solo experiments had taken a dark turn, leaving me craving more, needing more. That’s when I discovered Sibomin, an ancient alien machine programmed for one purpose: to bring pleasure. Sibomin was no ordinary sexbot; it was a being of pure sensation, its form shifting and adapting to maximize my pleasure. And Sibomin was also non-binary, its gender fluid and ever-changing, just like its physical form.

"I figured... I figured you wanted me to leave. That the 'game' was over." Val looked baffled. "Why would I want you to leave?" "I don't know. Because I’m me?" Finn scrubbed a hand over his face. "What’s wrong then?" "We didn't use a condom." Val’s eyes were wide. A cold stone dropped in Finn’s stomach. "Dammit, Val. I'm sorry. I've never forgotten. Not once. I just—I was so lost in you—" "Me too." Finn pushed his hair back. "Are you... I mean, you're a male omega, right? Are you on blockers?"

Unfortunately, even at the great price of free, Zen doubted that he wanted any of those potions. Yet, he pretended to study them while waiting for Gilda to take a sip of that drugged coffee before he broached the main topic. “What is this?” he asked, picking up a purple potion that glowed faintly. Gilda clapped her hands in glee. “Oh my! It looks like you have a great eye! That’s a potion for gender changing. It changes the gender of a person by five whole minutes! Are you interested?” Her gleaming eyes told Zen that it was a terrible idea to be interested in it. Besides, what would such a potion do in a boss fight? He could not imagine it being helpful at all.

Trevor strokes the hair from my face. "You and me both," I mumble under my breath around the ball gag in my mouth. Jase indulges me with some blood play sometimes. It's rare, but enough to take the edge off. I'm usually into bondage and kink play, but this is boring and not doing a thing for me. It's probably mostly because I'm J and C sexual. I get hard around Jase or Carley when I think about them. Now is not the time to grow, little Ran. He isn't listening. Oh, this is going to be fun to explain—Le sigh. I'm gender non-conforming, but that's not helpful, considering this guy believes my sex is female. Boo.

But despite all that, Harry still accepted him for who and what he really is. Felix is gay and a member of an LGBT group. However because his father was a businessman and mafia boss, he did not accept his true identity. Instead, he always hurt him and mistreated him whenever he wore women's clothes and used makeup on his face. In his father's rule that he must be a straight man and be his heir, he did everything to correct his true gender. He was immersed in a drum with full of water, tied upside down, locked in a dark room, and not fed for a week just to make him a completely strong man. Fearing that his father might kill him, he pretended to be a man and hid his true gender from him. No on

who doesn't have gender to be defined by. "If it behooves you," Zir responded with a soft smile. Zir eyes locking with mine. "Then fine, I suppose I see no harm." Zir spun on their heel, backed up and gave me some space. "I'm gender neutral. So yes, I don't have a gender."