Reversed Gender Roles Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It's like the roles are reversing. "Yeah, fuck that guy," River adds, "And where's my check? He didn't even give me my money, cheap ass motherfucker." "Chill," I roll my eyes, "He's not cheap, he'll give you the money next time he's allowed to come back." "He can't just send someone here with it? God," he shakes his head in disapproval, "I hate him." How did this happen? This role-reversion? How am I the one with my own pack and my own family/council who absolutely hates my mate? How is Remington living the single-parent life right now while I'm here, with so much freedom it feels scary?

After for what seemed like five minutes, he flipped me and thrusted into me from the back, which made me moan out loud. He withdrew his dick from me, and carried me, then he inserted his dick in me that way, with my legs curled around his waist. “Fuck me hard!” Suddenly, the scenario changed. I was in a small room with Reynold, Reece and Ryan and they were looking at me with hatred and disgust. I was wondering why they were like that to me until I looked for at myself and saw that I was in female clothing and my breasts were not suppressed by any corset.

C. It was a dark rainy afternoon in Northeast D.C., and a short, particularly chubby professor sat at her desk, reading essays and munching down on her second bag of Hot Cheetos. She blamed her job and Chester the Cheetah for her weight gain, but that didn't matter because she couldn't stop with either. She thought she had been creative in assigning her mostly unbothered students the prompt for the essay due last night at 11:59 pm: What is one thing you would do to change the world?. They are undergrad Sophomores; what more would they want to do than shotgun Bud Lights, dance on tables, and approach the world with an unrealistic sense of invincibility? This essay would tell the professor whi

I feel a ripple of fear wash through me as I realize I am no longer king and have no control over anything. “Goddess!” Alpha Mary takes a big step backward. I look down. Someone must’ve spilled a cup of stinky water because there’s a puddle on the floor beneath my skirt. “Don’t you worry, stinky pants,” Alpha Curly-Haired Guy says. “You’ll find out soon enough. Besides, I think you’ll like it. You’re already dressed for it.” He winks at me, and I gulp for air. I’m dressed like a woman. Is he gonna make me feed him grapes?

It seemed like Leslie and Miranda had suddenly remembered that I was their younger brother, for they began visiting me often to reminisce about our past. But what was there to reminisce about? The story was always the same, starting with me treating them wholeheartedly and them trusting me and accepting me in return. In the end, however, they would always believe Gabriel and think of me as a wicked man. It had bothered me so much that I once asked the System about it, but now, I'd finally gotten over it. My character setting was that of an evil second lead, so I was destined to always lose to the male lead, Gabriel.

Like she had always belonged there. My heart stopped beating. I stared at Caspian desperately, silently begging him to deny it. To tell me this was some cruel joke. But he said nothing. Nora smiled down at me sweetly. “Oh, Astrid,” she sighed. “You still believe everything so easily.” The room spun around me. “You’re alive…” My voice cracked. “You… faked your death?” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “Obviously. Did you really think I would marry that disgusting omega?”

he said and snapped his fingers " ok what?" in a millisecond I am back in the room I woke up before and I am all alone " fucking bloody duck, was it illusion or a dream just now " no my lips are swollen and I could still smell the fishy smell in my mouth " it's not a dream, not a book and it's raining husband here. please don't let another husband pop up in my life" i smack my head, nothing is making sense " I am in somebody else's body for real and I am a strange ancient queen who is fucking three husbands everyday! Great just great"

It felt right, like we were destinated to be together. Gray licked the corner of my mouth and brought his lips down my neck. He nibbled my collarbone, sucking on it, and successfully won a husky groan from me. I threw my head to the back and panted. God, I wanted him to rip my dress apart, wrap my legs around his waist and slam himself into my body— “Regina…” I heard a low moan escaping his lips. And that snapped me back to reality. Right. I was Regina Gibbons, the sister of Gibbons. We were blood. This was…This was sick and twisted.

Antonia was so happy and proud of her changes that she couldn't help but stare and touch her abs as she looked at them in the mirror . " All the medication , vitamins and workout that you had to go through finally paid off . Honestly , as a girl you were cute but as a boy , you are both cute , cool, and gorgeous . Being a boy sure suits you better than being a girl . Somehow , it reflects your character perfectly . " said Alex with a proud smile of his hard work of art . " From this moment on , you are no longer the girl named Antonia but the boy named Antonio . You are no longer a ' she ' but a ' he ' .......He he he ! From my best friend you officially turned into my best dude . " said Al

"Jenny, I'm your husband! We're the real family!" Ignoring Casper’s howls behind us, Jenny did not look back. She just took my hand and walked away. Only then did the bullet comments catch up to what was happening. [Wait, so this is a supporting character's revenge story through regression?!] [I'm satisfied. Someone with such a twisted worldview never deserved to be the male lead. He has to give back what he took.] [Let him lose everything first and then arrange for him to be regressed? That's brilliant!]