Going to start this blog off with some lovely tumblr mutuals au. It's really only mentioned in the first fic (which you can find here) but later fics will go all in on the misgendering/forced detransitioning.
It's a bit of a slow process. Grian puts up a fight at first - he's a man. Not a woman. Not a girl. Sure, he's posted some stuff like that on his Tumblr, but...it wasn't meant to actually come true. It was supposed to stay as a fantasy. A lot of what he posted was. It was all just something for him to get off to after a long day.
And now Scar, his longtime friend and apparently the guy behind his favorite Tumblr account (that he's been flirting with for months), has found out who he is and broken into his house to fuck him in the middle of the night. And he just...doesn't really leave.
I mean, sure, he goes to classes and work, but he doesn't go back to his own place after. He goes to Grian's and stays with him and often fucks him. And honestly Grian kind of likes the constant sex. He's been on T for some time now and it's made his libido skyrocket, and it was already pretty high. It's part of why he'd made that Tumblr account in the first place. So he likes the constant attention he gets from Scar, he just...
He wishes he didn't have to deal with the constant misgendering. The constant insistence that Scar can turn him back into a woman, the way she was always supposed to be. That he can "fix" Grian. Every time he says it, he comments on just how wet it makes Grian. And every time, Grian hates himself a little more for it.
Because it does. He knows it does. It's what had drawn him to the kink in the first place. At first he'd been disgusted, but something kept drawing him to it. He scrolled through blogs and tags and soon realized it made him dripping wet much faster than a lot of kinks. So he'd experimented a little. Made some posts about it. Jerked off to asks and messages of people misgendering him. And then he'd come and go on with his life.
He didn't do the same thing others did sometimes. Didn't make posts begging for notes to do something, or stop taking his T for any period of time. He'd worked hard to be able to even get the stuff, he wasn't going to stop taking it just because of a kink. It was just something to think about for a bit and then move on. Until he went back to it the next day, at least.
Things come to a head though when Scar fucks him and then stops right as Grian's about to come. He does that a few times, actually, and just when Grian feels like he's gonna smack some sense into Scar, he tells Grian he's only going to let her come if she admits she's a girl. Otherwise, he'll just keep edging her.
Grian's mouth drops open. There's no way he's serious, right? Scar knows he's a man! He's one of the first people Grian came out to because he knew he could trust him. And sure, he clearly knew about the kink, but this...
Grian knows it's not just a kink for him. He truly, genuinely believes in forcing him to detransition. He has this entire time. Grian had played into it a little at the start, but he realizes now with startling clarity that it was always real to Scar.
He doesn't think he can get out of this.
Maybe she - he - could fake it, but Scar would know. He'd always know. This was his goal from the start, and he's determined to get it. He tells him often that he's going to breed her (another thing that makes him panic, but he tries to ignore it) and make her carry his children, turn her into the woman she was always supposed to be.
There's no escaping this. Not unless he just denies himself an orgasm, possibly forever.
And, horribly, he really wants to come.
He can feel it building, but Scar always stops before it crashes over. It leaves him frustrated, writhing on the bed and desperate for more friction that doesn't come in time. But if he gives in, if he lets Scar turn her back into a girl...If she can just come...
He's grinding into her again, and Grian can feel the pleasure building and building. So before Scar can back off and let the wave pass without carrying her with it, she gasps out: "I'm a girl! Fuck, please Scar, let me come, I'm a girl, pleaaaaase please please -"
Scar groans and continues fucking her, and finally, finally, she comes. It's unlike any orgasm she's ever felt before. She swears she blacks out for a moment and comes to later to Scar having slipped out of her, a plug nestled in her cunt in his place. She knows she's filled with his cum and relaxes a little at the thought.
She's nothing more than a pile of jelly as Scar scoops her up and carries her to the bathroom, praising her the whole way. This feels nice. She likes Scar's attention, likes him telling her she did good. She wants that more often.
And she'll get it. Scar's soooo proud of her now that she's finally accepted who she was always supposed to be. Doesn't it feel nice? This is what was always supposed to happen. He's soooo glad she's finally embraced it, and he'll make sure she feels soooooo good at all times.
