u/AnastasiaVixley

The following story/dialogue is entirely fictional, and should be considered as such. Please mind the flair, and please remember: it's just a kink! Don't let it consume you. >!Unless you want that, I suppose.!<

This story is written entirely by hands and a mind, not a machine. I do not, and never will, use AI for creative writing.

This particular story is written in the context of being a dialogue from a "supportive" girlfriend to a transfeminine reader, who has the intention of gently detransitioning them. At the end of the story, there will be some aftercare notes in spoilers for those who want or need it.

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Hey, sweetheart! I'm glad you're still here at home, today, I brought you some presents. Oh, of course I knew you'd be here — you're always in this dark room with your two monitors aglow and your keyboard lit up like that pride flag of yours.

Anyway, here! A present.

Yeah! It's that new nerf gun you've been wanting so badly. Now you can show it off when you're out with the boys next—

Hm? Oh, of course, sweetie, I don't mean to imply you're "one of the boys," just that you're always hanging out with them. You and the boys, is all, you understand?

Good.

Anyway, I figured too since you're all rough and tumble out there in the dirt and dust, I'd get you some soap and shampoo and stuff, too. I would have gotten that flowery scent you like so much, but they were totally sold out. So I got you this one, instead!

I know it says "men's" collection, or whatever, but c'mon, it smells like a forest. You're always so close to nature, whether that's flowers or staying all natural and keeping your body hair. No, I don't think that's weird or anything, it's just natural for you!

Why'd I say it like that? I don't know what you mean, honey, lots of folks keep their body hair. I mean heck, I keep my leg hair, so why would I imply anything with you keeping your arm chair, chest hair, happy trail, so on? It's just a natural lifestyle choice.

Speaking of, could you do the cooking tonight? I could really go for a burger, or some steak, or something like that. Just a small portion for me, but I know you like to eat plenty, so make however much you'll eat, okay? Great.

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While I'm thinking about the shopping today, I'm so sorry that I forgot to get your injection stuff. Sorry, honey! I was just so busy and by the time I got to the pharmacy, they were already closed. Mm? Oh, I know their hours go for a little while longer, but the sign was up when I got there. I don't wanna make you skip a dose or two, honey, I'll get to it as soon as I'm able. Just remember I'm gonna be busy for the next couple of weeks getting ready for the presentation at work.

You'll be okay, right?

I know you don't drive and all, since you're scared to leave the house with the way things are right now and your ID and everything... well, I promise I'll try and make some time.

In the meantime, why don't you consider an extra long shower tonight? It might get your mind off the meds for a little bit and give you time to really soak in that new soap scent. I'm sure you'll love it, baby.

Oh, last thing. You remember that we're going to go visit my parents this weekend, right? I know, you hate it, since they're super disapproving of your whole transition thing, and all, but it's just one weekend where you'll be wearing boy clothes. There is a nice dinner, so you'll have to bring your suit, but after that you can lounge around in those jeans or grey sweats and maybe a well-worn-in t-shirt or something. Maybe even that hoodie I used to call the "boyfriend hoodie" before you started all this girl stuff? Yeah! It's comfy, right? And you don't wanna make too much of a hassle for my parents, I know, and it'll just be for the weekend.

Just try and enjoy it, okay?

Thanks, baby.

I'm going to go finish up some work in the other room. Don't wait up!

Love you.

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Aftercare Notes:>!None of the things mentioned in this story make you any less of who you are. Clothes mean nothing, scents, activities, hobbies, even the fear of being outside right now. None of that changes who you are, and for all the fun of this kink, you are a wonderful example of someone who is living their beautiful truth regardless. You deserve joy, happiness, and all the affirmation in the world. Don't let the bastards grind you down, alright? I love you.!<

First story here. Hope y'all enjoy it. ♥