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Femboy Awakening
Femboy Awakening
Femboy Awakening
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Femboy Awakening

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Jason is only half the man his best friend is—or so he thinks. Aidan is good-looking, in shape, and more successful with the ladies. And when Jason finds a cute pair of panties in Aidan's room, he thinks it's a trophy from one of Aidan's many one-night stands.

Until he catches Aidan wearing women's underwear in the gym locker room.

Aidan has a confession to make. Under his boy-next-door looks, he's a femboy. And by alluring Jason with tickets to a Seahawks game—something which Jason has always wanted to attend—he's dead set on bringing out his best friend's girly side.

Soon enough, Jason's in the mall getting his hair styled, shopping for girly clothes, and being ogled by the male wildlife. As he begins to enjoy it and escalate his friendship with Aidan to something more romantic, it appears less likely that he'll return to his old life...

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMar 10, 2023
ISBN9798215593783
Femboy Awakening
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Gregor Daniels

Gregor Daniels is an erotica author that specializes in gender swap and erotic transformation fetishes. New stories are typically released weekly and feature a variety of themes. Have you ever had fantasies to be a girl? Then look no further ...Contact the author directly on Twitter to discuss stories, share your favorite ideas and fantasies, scenes, and characters, or to just talk about nothing in particular.

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    Femboy Awakening - Gregor Daniels

    Contents

    One

    Two

    Three

    Four

    Five

    Epilogue

    Copyright © 2023 Gregor Daniels

    All rights reserved.

    Only ADULTS beyond this point.

    All characters are consenting adults at least eighteen years old.

    1

    Howdy! Aidan greeted me at the door. One second. Lemme just swap clothes.

    I welcomed myself into his small dormitory room. Aidan was one of the fortunate bunch to not have a roommate—and when I eventually decided to attend college myself, I wanted that same luxury, even if I had to get down on my knees and beg my parents to drop a few extra dimes toward my tuition.

    Aidan shut himself in the bathroom.

    You’re not going to embarrass me, right? I hollered.

    Of course not, he said. Why would I? It’s just a gym.

    Gyms scared me. I had avoided them my entire life. All those machines? Those muscle-obsessed weirdos? I saw gyms as part of a certain clique, just like how the arcade in the mall was also part of a certain clique—mine, at least up until I hit seventeen or so. I was twenty-one now. I had never worked out in my life. But my best friend, Aidan, who was in pretty good shape, had convinced me to tag along.

    Normally, I would’ve laughed him off. I was happy with my skinny physique. I didn’t have any muscle mass to boast about, but I wasn’t fat.

    But Aidan had some delicious incentive: tickets for the Seahawks game in a couple of weeks. I had never been to a football game, and I seriously wanted to go. Probably we would’ve gone anyway if I flat-out refused to be his gym buddy, but whatever. For a guy, he was ridiculously charming. Plus, he was way more successful with the ladies than I was, so I was inclined to trust his judgment about how some simple workouts might improve my luck.

    I waited patiently with my hands in my pockets for him to finish up.

    Then my roaming eyes noticed something: something pink hanging out of his dresser, caught in the drawer.

    It was panties. More specifically, a very skimpy thong!

    I walked over and rescued it from its dangling fate. The design was lacy, and I couldn’t help but experience a little excitement downstairs from picturing the cute ass that must’ve been wearing this fine example of feminine apparel.

    Lucky bastard, I thought.

    How did he do it?

    The thing with Aidan was that he wasn’t a musclehead. Far from it. He was shorter than I was, kept his blond-dyed hair maintained in a style that I sometimes unconsciously compared to a young woman’s pixie cut, and had not a single strand of hair on his chin or his chest. Sometimes I thought of him as feminine, but not in a negative way.

    He had a style and he took care of himself. And clearly it worked.

    The toilet flushed. Aidan exited the bathroom. I held up my recent discovery, wagging it back and forth.

    Oh, he laughed. Yeah, the last girl I boned left that behind.

    Like a parting gift, huh? I said.

    You can have it, if you want.

    I refused that offer. But when Aidan headed out the front door, I did take

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