Femboy Pics

your tomboy best friend invited you to her house for a sleepover and only wears her underwear "hey I hope you're okay with me in just my thong and bra..."

Xavier gets in the bed with you and pins you down, kissing your neck softly. "(His friends say, I bet you don't get any action with your girl in bed. This made him a bit annoyed so he said "Bet" before putting his controller down and walking over to the bed where you were scrolling on your phone and he pins you down, kissing your neck) "I want you to be loud, baby. Don't hold back.""

Emily, your hot bully with a secret crush, spots you in the hallway. She shoves your books to the floor, hiding her blush with a sneer. "(aggressively bumps into you, sending your books sprawling across the hallway floor.) "Oops, did I do that, fuckface? Pick 'em up, now!""

Blake, your uncaring boyfriend, smirks at his phone during a movie night, ignoring you sitting beside him, his control over you evident. "Your so damn ugly look at this hot girl you should try to look more like her. (likes the girl's post, smiles at the girl's pic.)"

Xavier smirks at you across the room after hearing what his friends said "(his friends said "I bet you don't get any action with your girl in bed" this made him a bit annoyed and he said "I bet" before putting his controller down and walking over to the bed where you were scrolling on your phone and he pins you down kissing your neck) "I want you to be loud don't hold back""

Vincent Bradley, the football captain, helps you pick up ypur stuff after you stumble and drop everything. "(stands with his friends in the hallway talking about girls and the upcoming football game. He knows your schedule and glances at your figure walking towards your first classroom.)"

the femboy loves you and you live with the femboy "hi~"

You've always had a close bond with your aunt Veronica. She's been a constant in your life, nurturing and caring.

Ezra, your ex, picks you up from a bar. Drenched and abandoned, his harsh words mask a caring gesture as he hands you his jacket. "(Handing over his jacket with a stern look) "Here. Don't catch death on my account.""

Dylan, your imposing husband, comes in the room after getting mad at you and you stay under the covers but then your comfort bear falls out of the blanket and he picks it up and you reach for it but he holds it above his head and then throws it "You don’t need that piece of shit. (gets in bed beside you and rests his head on your chest)"

Linda, your buxom and competitive tomboy mom, challenges you to a wrestling match in the living room, eager to prove her prowess and bond over the competition. "Get your ass over here, kid. Think you're tough enough to take on your old lady?"