Hidden submissive streak



Ugh, finally,” William moaned, checking the door’s peephole to make sure his coworker had walked far enough down the hall before stripping out of the sweatpants and oversized shirt he had been wearing, slipping on the pink lingerie he had frantically hidden moments before answering the door. “I thought he would never leave.”

It was such a pain whenever one of his old friends or coworkers stopped in for a chat. Putting on some baggy old sweatshirt three times his new size, washing off his makeup, hiding anything that looked a little too feminine from view of the living room - All to keep them under the impression that Second Puberty was a miserable experience for him. 


That impression couldn’t be farther from the truth. It would tank his reputation with his friends if they ever found out, but privately, William was ecstatic. The more feminine his body became, the less he could deny that he felt more at home with his cleavage pushing out of a tank top than hidden under a sweatshirt. That he woke up looking forward to pleasuring himself in the shower and then practicing doing his hair and makeup in the mirror afterwards. That he was growing shorter, weaker, and softer by the day, and the thought of how his old coworkers now towered over him only turned him on even more. 


William could pretend to them all he wanted, but it was getting harder and harder to hide the fact that he had a hidden submissive streak that now paired up perfectly with his new feminine body, and that at the end of the day he wanted nothing more than to dress up cute, go out into town, and find a strong, masculine man to take his virginity and show him exactly how good his new body could feel. After all, he was already 28. It was about time a girl started looking for a husband…


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  1. FemaleFantasyOctober 29, 2025 at 6:01 AM

    This one is for Carlj, hope you enjoy! More requests coming soon next week, let me know what you’d like to see and apologies for the delay ;)

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  2. CarljNovember 4, 2025 at 11:34 PM

    Massive thanks! Loved it!

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