She Stole My Masculinity! by Kane Lexi

Author:Kane, Lexi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-26T00:00:00+00:00

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That’s the moment it hits me. Before, I was able to separate my body from my identity. But the second she(?) called me a girl, it cemented into my mind. Of course I’m a girl: I have big wobbly boobs. My… my vagina was just penetrated. It was penetrated by… someone’s penis. I’m smaller than him(?), weaker than him. How could I be anything but a girl?

Without thinking, I slowly turn my head down, to look at my new body. My breasts greet me: they’re large and heavy, and the nipples are pointing downward at about a forty-five degree angle, toward the bedspread. There are stretch marks where my breasts meet my torso, and blue veins running down my nipples. I lean sideways to shift my weight, and my breasts wobble in all directions. They’re responsive to the most sensitive of movements.

When I was a man, I was on the stockier side, but I had s strong layer of muscles underneath the fat. Now, I’m mostly just fat. My tummy pools into a gut that rests on top of my legs. I’m not really heavy, but I have a few big fat rolls that were never there when I was a man. It could be because I’m slouching, but my naval is stretched into a tiny straight line. My arms are just as thick as they were as a man, but they’re all weak, womanly fat. My legs are still covered in leg hair, but it’s thinner and wispier than the coarse, wiry hair I had before. My legs are so much shorter than before, but my thighs are thicker, almost mesmerizingly thick. I tap them, and they wobble as much as my breasts. My hips are ridiculously wide. With a sense of horror, I realize they’re perfect for breeding: I have a pear-shaped body now. Even though my legs are shorter, I’m sitting higher on the bed, which must mean my ass is gigantic. I lift my left arm, and carefully reach up to move my left breast out of the way. My armpit hair is there, too. I definitely need a shower, but I smell… different than the way that I used to smell. Sweeter somehow. It takes me a moment to realize that I’m producing feminine pheromones.

I look in the mirror across the room, and gasp, and can’t stop staring. The woman on the bed is wearing a thick pair of glasses, but otherwise, she could be my nonexistent twin sister. She’s pale, with a softer complexion and rounder cheeks. She has my stubby wide nose. The thick eyebrows that looked fine on my face a half hour ago make her look trollish. Her hair is as short as mine, but it’s thicker, and without the receding hairline. Her hair is sweaty and messy and somehow sexy. Of course: sex hair. I move to the edge of the bed and stand. There’s a moment of vertigo as I realize just how short I am. I barely come up to my “girlfriend’s” shoulder (though I’m not as short as she used to be).

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