Feminization Rockstar (Crossdressing Erotica)

By Tabatha Austin

Genre: Feminization Rockstar (Crossdressing / Feminization Erotica)

All Nick and his two friends wanted was fame and fortune in music. All male bands don't sell well but those with a sexy female singer do. Can our short and slender long haired singer find a solution to their missing female member?

This 11,000+ word erotica contains detailed descriptions of feminization/crossdressing, gay sex, domination, oral and anal situations with a alpha male. It is intended for the enjoyment of adult readers only (especially those who love feminization / crossdressing erotica stories)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tabatha Austin
• Release date: Jun 21, 2014
• ISBN: 9781501437243

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FEMINIZATION ROCKSTAR

by Tabatha Austin

FEMINIZATION ROCKSTAR

Tabatha Austin

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FEMINIZATION ROCKSTAR

I stretched out the final high-pitch note of our song so everybody in the bar noticed. Like usual, I got a few raised eyebrows of approval. Then the patrons went back to their drinks or whoever they hoped to hook up with tonight.

To my right, Eddie already had his guitar in the case. Let’s get our money and bail man. I don’t like being the only Black guy here.

It’s not that bad, I said.

First, you and I are both skinny dudes. Even the chick behind the counter has more weight on her bones than we do.

I looked over at the end of the room and the curly haired bartender who reminded me of Large Marge.

Second, I’m a skinny Black Q-Tip but I’m still bigger and taller than you. You should be the first one out of here.

Most of that’s Afro, I teased.

He pulled down the latch on the case and clicked it shut.

Third, if the best compliment you can come up with is ‘not that bad’, it really is. Let’s get the money and bail before we have a repeat of last week.

I pulled my long blond hair into a pony tail and offered a scrunchy to Eddie for his Afro. I pointed to Mark, who was slowly disassembling his keyboard stand all while smiling softly. What about Mark? He can protect us. Who’s going to mess with six feet of muscle?

Eddie looked at Mark, who stood still and flexed his arm muscles in response. Plenty, if some guy’s girl makes a move on him... again.

I glanced over at our keyboard player. I saw why girls wouldn’t leave him alone. Dark spiky hair disheveled enough to give a bad boy vibe, black tank top, and a snake tattoo around his tanned right bicep. He had looks alright.

Physically he’s everything I’m not. He’s tall, I’m five foot six – in lifts. Mark had muscles and mine are thinner than Eddie’s. He was so masculine and me? I don’t know what, but I wasn’t Mark.

Yeah, he looked like a casting director’s dream. Need someone to play a soldier? Get Mark. Model? Again go with Mark. Want someone to make the ladies crazy? Take a wild guess. It’s Mark.

He won the lottery in looks and the guy was a freaking genius. Pick a subject and he’d have something learned to say about it. That and his looks got girls to agree with whatever he suggested.