#femboydom

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Imagine you're the new kid back in your sophomore year of high school.

You're in your very first class and you hear Femboy! Bully's heels clicking through the halls before he struts into the room in the shortest baby blue skirt you've ever seen worn in public and a tight top to match. And you're stunned in that moment because sitting right in the seat in front of you is the prettiest boy you've ever seen who's (not that you ever told anyone, but) 100% your type. And the moment he turned to face you, you already knew it was over because you were down bad before he even saw you.

Femboy! Bully who doesn't target you directly but you do overhear him talk shit about nearly everyone you've met at this school, especially the super senior girl who had an abortion and popped pills. "If she were smarter, she would sell them."

Femboy! Bully who you follow on your socials and a good half of the time his stories are about dissing and exposing people he has shit with, especially the cheerleaders from other schools and how easy their boyfriends were. With receipts.

Femboy! Bully who you saw stand in an odd place just to get a glimpse of some poor soul getting glitter bombed when they opened their locker. Didn't help that it was the only non-binary kid at the school. "Oh, boohoo, if they wanted sympathy from me they shouldn't have left a little smartass comment on my post when they be looking chopped every damn day."

Femboy! Bully, who clocks your little crush as soon as he notices you and decides to have some fun with you as his rbf near instantly vanishes and is replaced with the most charming smile he can muster. "Oh my gosh, hey cutie are you new?"

And it didn't even matter if he was gay or not (you totally thought he was at the time), you just wanted the chance to be near him.

Femboy! Bully who brings you into his group rather quickly after he spends the weekend dragging you around, getting you a mani/pedi to stop your nail biting and picking habit because "I can't have you doing that if I'm going to be seen with you."

Femboy! Bully who began doing your makeup in the girl's bathroom before school started every day. And he lets you borrow his bracelets, necklaces, rings, other such accessories and clothes (the tops always seem to fit surprisingly well despite any difference there may be in your chest sizes).

Someone could say, "Looking good girlie~!"

And he would respond with a laugh "She better, that's my skirt!"

Soon, he had you acting like the Gretchen to his Regina or the Needy to his Jennifer. You're helping Femboy! Bully carry his books to his classes. Following him around like a damn dog. He even started calling you "pup" early on. "C'mon, puppy. Chop-chop." "We have to get you some leg warmers, pup." "Hey, pup, be a good girl and get me a pen please."

And there are good times and bad times but you're always together.

Femboy! Bully actually takes your first kiss in junior year while he was still dating the quarter back. And he kept stealing kisses even when he was going out with the least cringey theatre kid, the band guy, the running back, that stoner chick from another school, and a guy from wrestling.

And then things just continue on until senior year when you really pissed Femboy! Bully off by trying a new look without telling him. You showed up to school with your makeup already done and in a tube top romper, jangly bangles hanging off your arm and a chain around your neck. "Oh what's this? Well, at least your chain is nice, pet." He made you walk around with your panties stuffed up your pussy and then took them at the end of the day, making you walk your ass home commando. You never acted on any original idea again. Not a total loss though because the next week he started incorporating a similar look into the rotation.

Femboy! Bully starts less drama in college. But the one time he does you guys are at a party and you're talking to this femme you met by the pool table. They're cute, a little too meek a little too long for you to imagine yourself hanging with often as they stutter when talking to even you. But you find them charming none the less.

Femboy! Bully sees you from across the room even as he's grinding his ass on some meaty dude. And your back is to him but he can see this person you've been talking to has been smiling for the past fifteen minutes straight. So he goes over there, "Hey, sorry, can you come to the bathroom with me? I gotta talk to you in private."

Femboy! Bully who grabs your wrist as soon as you excuse yourself. he locks the door and before you can even ask what's up over the blaring music from downstairs, "Oh my god, what the FUCK was that?"

"What was what?"

"What did you think you were doing?"

"I was just talking-"

"About what?"

"Abou-...I don't even remember, you pulled me away so fast."

"Oh, don't you fucking pin that on me when they were practically drooling over you."

And the small of your back is against the counter or you're practically sitting on it depending on how tall you are but he looks directly into your eyes as he grips the counter on either side of you. And you realize even if you can't blush, there's a tingling in your cheek. And you can't help the way your eyes flutter as you purse your lips to keep from tugging the corners upwards no matter how compelled you feel to do so.

Of course, Femboy! Bully can read you like an open book. "I'm starting to think you're just my friend because you want something from me. Is that true? Should I be worried?"

"No! Of course not."

"Then why do I feel like I'm the only one putting in any effort when we hang out? I plan where we go every weekend. I let you borrow my clothes. I do your makeup, your hair. I take us to get our nails done."

"I listen to you."

"Everyone listens to me."

"I- I drive-"

"My car."

"I do stuff! I-I help you with some of your work. I stole the cake from the party that one time. I... do things for you all the time."

"Then prove it."

Femboy! Bully who has you every which way on the bathroom floor with both your skirts hoisted up and panties pushed aside. Riding cowgirl on the toilet seat or having you ass up/face down, his phone's in his hand as he has it trained on where you connect even as a thin stream of red begins to leak down his dick as it rolls in and out of you. And he keeps filming after he finished inside of you just to make sure he gets every angle. Snaps a few too.

But don't worry, Femboy! Bully isn't completely heartless. Not when it's you. When he's finished he helps you roll onto your back and spreads your legs, using his tongue and a rag he found from under the sink to clean what he can. You both sit there for a while, leaning on each other and he lazily suckles at your neck. "Thank you."

"for what?"

He shrugs, "I just needed to know."

"know what?"

"That I matter more."

Eventually, when you leave college by either getting your associates or dropping out you go on to make the biggest, and possibly last, decision of your life.

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Your friend just stares, eyes as big as the moon.

"... Girlie I think you should leave."

"But he's exactly my type...."

"Nuh-uh-uh that doesn't matter 'cuz he doesn't respect you. This whole time he be treating you like a long-term side piece when you're supposed to be his girlfriend."

"wife."

"What?"

"We're married."

They stare for a second, then puts their palm over their mouth, leaning into it as they shift their gaze to the wall and bats their lashes before they flick back to you. "You said yes?"

"I proposed."

"..."

"..."

"To an OF model? What if you got kids one day, they gon' get bullied for real."

"mnm mnm muh ferrari."

"You gotta speak up."

You're closing your eyes "... They can cry in a Ferrari."

Facepalm. "Back up, how much did the ring cost?"

"10 hunund."

"Volume."

"$10k."

They stare at you for a long time before reaching out to take your hands in theirs, "Ok. I still send you my love, and I still wish you the best, but, I'm blocking you on all my socials. Take care of yourself."

You're looking down as they leave, shoes matching yours come into view, you feel a hand on your exposed shoulder, acrylics like claws digging in.

"Puppy... who the fuck was that?"

ooohhhh you're not going to hear the end of it this time

Credits: Thank you to @/uzmacchiato for the bow divider(s). And also thanks to @/pawcify for the symbol divider.

a/n: I'm a huge fan of femboydom x fem reader content but highkey some of the inspo for this comes from @/drytacomeat's and @/evening-desire's yandere femboys.