Gender Change Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Sis, did you know that I am a model now? Are you proud of me? Sis, I got to tell you something. It wasn't me, okay? I didn't told him anything, I swear, sis. So please, don't be mad at *hiccups* Athijha. Athijha didn't do anything." "What?" "Sis, why does you voice sounds different? Are you a guy now?" I started sobbing upon having the thought that I no longer have a sister. She became my brother now. "Why do you sound like a guy now? Were you a lesbian and now a transgender?" "Where are you, Athijha?" I heard the sound of keys from the other line, for her line. I surround my gaze in the place and leaned my head on my knees. "Sis, you're no longer my sis. You're my brother now, are you?"

Eventually, I can't take it anymore then I set up an act by changing my gender with the help of Ouroboros Dragon, then I confront Albion by telling him that I am her(female Ddraig) true mate. When I thought he's gonna stop bothering me he started challenging my male form because he thought I stole her from him hence the rivalry between us. At 1st I'm pissed off but then I started enjoying fighting him because I got too strong for most of the dragons and only him can keep up with my strength and Albion himself eventually forgot about my female form and keep fighting me just for the same reason as me, so I forgot to change my gender back after all this time and the fact Ouroboros Dragon doesn'

My goal is to create an engaging and immersive experience for all of you, despite any language barriers. As we ride on this together, I wanted to take a moment to address the name changes you'll encounter throughout the story. Our female lead, Piper, has transmigrated into the body of Princess Faye. As the story unfolds, you'll notice that both names are used to refer to her, our heroine. To avoid confusion, please note that 'Piper' will be used to reflect her thoughts, feelings, and inner monologue, while 'Princess Faye' or simply 'Faye' will be used by other characters and in situations where her royal title is relevant.

I give him a reassuring smile, “Of course Dad, and don’t worry, I’ll be just fine, even in this unforgiving gown. I mean, look at me, how come we can’t change? This thing is only going to get torn up.” “Sorry, honey, but those are the rules.” “I just wish we could have changed into something more comfortable, like jeans or sweats.” The other girls near us snicker. All night they’ve been buzzing about the freak who can’t shift. “How terrible would it be to be stuck with that!” one girl said while the others giggled. “If I end up with a mate like her, I would like, kill myself,” another said. This isn’t the first time I’ve heard these comments. I get it all the time at home.

I could get used to a lover who could wear any face she wanted. "Are you sure about this? I won't be able to stop after a certain point. I'm starving," Bunny bit her lips as her eyes traveled down my body. "Isn't that usually a guy line?" I chuckled. "Who says I'm not a guy?" she bit back. The question drew me up short as I realized I had no idea if a demon could change genders or not. "Are you? A guy?" "Would it matter if I said I was?" I thought about it for the length of time it took me to process the words and shook my head. I was already in too deep.

There were some werebirds too. I'm Xenia Anderson, with a height of 1.5m, tan-skinned with a small nose. I have short silver hair that is not even enough to create a small bun. My double eyelid grey eyes are quite big but not like that of owls. My chestnut lips are thick, there are some freckles on my cheeks and nose. I think they make me look cute. I love reading and writing stories (the latter my family knows nothing about), gaming on MLBB AND LOL, and writing songs, but I can't sing. Everyone says I sound like a lion trying to sing with my rather deep, almost manly voice.

"Yeah, Shirley and I grew up together in the orphanage. We just saw each other again a few days ago, but how could she—" I stopped mid-sentence as Karl, Emma, and I entered the lounge. I saw someone else I recognized. Zach was sitting beside Shirley, and when his eyes met mine, he immediately looked away like he couldn't face me. "Lene stole my identity. Zach can back me up on that. He used to date Charlene, and she told him she was going to take my place," said Shirley. "Yeah, I can vouch for that," Zach chimed in. "Charlene's an orphan, but she spends like there's no tomorrow. She said she'd take Shirley's place and live it up with the Zellers."

The amount of atrocities carried out in the pack by Leonid, Kira, and Uncle Bob is enough for the pack members to choose to go slavery if another alpha takes control over the pack. I was busy with my laundry, I was used to this life, my beauty was gone, I was looking like the shadow of myself, and one could hardly recognize me. I have changed greatly and nothing of my old self could be seen in me. Those who knew me before could hardly recognize me, even if we met again. "Fiona my mate!!!" That voice again, that voice I don't want to hear, is here again. "Oh, my mate, she is looking different."

My eyes snapped up to Keiran. He was already smiling at me. Reaching for the phone, he swiped across the screen to another photo. “You said your Mom mentioned The Golden Wolves,” Keiran said softly. “Now you know why.” “Because I’m one,” I whispered. “Beautiful,” he whispered against my ear. “I c-changed,” I croaked. “I’m not human.” “No, you’re not. How are you feeling?” His eyes darted over my face. “Like I worked out for hours in the gym,” I told him.

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!