Femboy Sissification; Femininization; Male/Femboy Explicit Romance Series by Missy Fae

“There’s more than one way to be part of the football team. We need a plaything to relieve all our stress — and I think you’re the perfect femboy. ”. When I failed to make the College football team, I thought my dream was over. .. That was until I noticed an opening as the head cheerleader. The problem was that I was a boy — I couldn't be a cheerleader. . more“There’s more than one way to be part of the football team. We need a plaything to relieve all our stress — and I think you’re the perfect femboy. ”. When I failed to make the College football team, I thought my dream was over. .. That was until I noticed an opening as the head cheerleader. The problem was that I was a boy — I couldn't be a cheerleader. .. Right? When the quarterback, Jaiden, tells me to put on the cheerleader outfit for him I'm shocked — but a dirty part of me can't help but put on the naughty outfit. What he asks me to do next will put my manly identity to the test. .. less

Kyle was heartbroken after breaking up with his girlfriend, Hannah. As his best friend and roommate, it was my job to help him get over her. Starting with getting rid of all her clothes. But before I can, a dirty thought plants in my head. Hannah's clothes were just my size. They would fit me perfectly, and with a bit of her make-up, I could look just like her. Maybe Kyle didn't need to get over Hannah. Maybe he needed one more night with her over him. Or maybe someone who looks just like her... moreKyle was heartbroken after breaking up with his girlfriend, Hannah. As his best friend and roommate, it was my job to help him get over her. Starting with getting rid of all her clothes. But before I can, a dirty thought plants in my head. Hannah's clothes were just my size. They would fit me perfectly, and with a bit of her make-up, I could look just like her. Maybe Kyle didn't need to get over Hannah. Maybe he needed one more night with her over him. Or maybe someone who looks just like her. Dressing up like Hannah was supposed to be a one-time thing to help my best friend. But once I put on her lingerie, I never want to take it off. less

Bryson was my jock roommate. The king of campus and the starting quarterback for the football team. He was big, manly, and alpha. .. Everything that I wasn't. After another loss, Bryson was raging. And I knew he needed a release. Kayla, his girlfriend and head cheerleader didn't get the job done. Bryson needed some real motivation. When I saw her cheer outfit in his closet, my body was drawn to it like a moth to a flame... moreBryson was my jock roommate. The king of campus and the starting quarterback for the football team. He was big, manly, and alpha. .. Everything that I wasn't. After another loss, Bryson was raging. And I knew he needed a release. Kayla, his girlfriend and head cheerleader didn't get the job done. Bryson needed some real motivation. When I saw her cheer outfit in his closet, my body was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. I put the cheerleader outfit on and gave Bryson the motivation and the release he needed. I did such a good job that Bryson wanted to share me with the rest of the football team. I was his femboy cheerleader, and I'd do whatever he wanted. less

I went to Jax's door ready to fight for my marriage. I left wearing my wife's lingerie. When I found out my neighbor had been sleeping with my wife, I thought I could confront him man to man. I thought I'd walk away with my dignity intact. I was wrong on both counts. Jax didn't fight back. He just looked at me, that slow, knowing smile spreading across his face, and said the seven words that unraveled everything I thought I knew about. "You'd make a better girl than a man. "... moreI went to Jax's door ready to fight for my marriage. I left wearing my wife's lingerie. When I found out my neighbor had been sleeping with my wife, I thought I could confront him man to man. I thought I'd walk away with my dignity intact. I was wrong on both counts. Jax didn't fight back. He just looked at me, that slow, knowing smile spreading across his face, and said the seven words that unraveled everything I thought I knew about. "You'd make a better girl than a man. ". The worst part? I couldn't argue. He brought me inside. He brought out her lingerie. And somewhere between the silk sliding over my skin and Jax's hands shaping me into something softer, something his, I stopped thinking about my wife entirely. I came to that door to reclaim my manhood. I left it behind on purpose. less