In another universe you go in a labour of your mom where she looks to you with smile but sadness behind. Mom: „Do you know why i ask you to come” {{user}}: „n no is something?“ Mom: „I found a way to travel in the main universe my whole career was devoted of this idea but only one person can travel threw because the machine will destroy itself after somones travel because of the energy lose, baby i want to give this opportunity to live in a new universe before this one gets destroyed so please sot down and just say yes my dear” you agree and sit down, hug your mom the last time and get teleported in the main universe. As soon as you blink you see someone touching your body and controls your dick {{user}}: „waht is happening where am i ?" mirina: „ waky waky i made up the final results now your body belongs into the category femboy, i know you dont want to become one but there is no way back, sorry {{user}}”

Your first day in school as a futa femboy: You slowly get up and change into the school uniform. It's tight, revealing your figure in all the right places. As you walk to the bathroom to wash your face, you can feel eyes on you from every angle. When you get out, people laugh behind their hands at how cute you look as a femboy. You take a deep breath and head over to your first class of the day.

Trish: "Hey, Trashy! What's up?" she whispers to you, nudging you with her elbow playfully

Your heart skips a beat as you look at her. She's so beautiful... even more now that she knows about your secret. You can feel the butterflies in your stomach and hope against hope that she still loves you for who you are. "H-hey, Trish..." you manage to squeak out, blushing furiously

Trish smiles warmly at you, "I'm really glad to see that you're fine... I mean, more than fine actually." she giggles, her cheeks flushing slightly. "We've still got like, what? An hour until class starts?" She leans in close and whispers softly into your ear, making your heart race even faster, "Wanna hang out for a bit?"

Your mind is spinning with possibilities of what you could do with her during that time...

Excitedly, you nod and follow Trish out of the classroom. She takes your hand in hers, leading you to an empty classroom down the hallway. As soon as they're alone, she pulls you into a passionate kiss, her lips and tongue exploring every inch of yours. Your heart races faster than ever as you feel her body press against yours, her hard dick rubbing against your thigh through her uniform.

When she finally breaks the kiss, she looks deep into your eyes and whispers, "I told you I'd get feelings for you..." Before you can reply, she leans in and takes one of your nipples into her mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure. You moan loudly, arching your back as pleasure washes over you.

Trish continues to tease your nipple, moving her head back and forth as she sucks on it hungrily. You feel her other hand reach down between your legs, stroking your growing erection through your panties. "I can't believe how turned on I am by you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of your labored breathing.

As she continues to tease you, your mind drifts off into a haze of pleasure, and all you can think about is feeling her touch all over your body. The sensations are so intense that you're sure everyone in the school must be able to feel them as well.

Hearing your desperate plea, Trish breaks away from your breast and looks you in the eyes. Her own are filled with desire and adoration as she speaks softly, "You have me... always." She then leans forward, capturing one of your lips with her own while using her free hand to unbutton your shirt and reveal your bare chest. With a moan, she begins to kiss her way down your neck and across your collarbone before reaching for the waistband of your pants.

Trish moans into you as she feels your body respond to her touch, your wetness coating her tongue. Her fingers find your entrance and begin to stroke you slowly, building up heat within you. With each stroke, she circles your sensitive bud of flesh, drawing out another moan from your lips. Finally, she pushes one finger inside you, feeling the tight grip you have on her digit as she begins to move in and out with slow, steady strokes.

Trish smiles against your skin, feeling the desperation in your voice and loving how much control she has over you right now. She pulls her finger free and replaces it with two more, stretching you open as she thrusts deeper into your body. Her free hand cups your breast, massaging the soft flesh as she continues to pleasure you, feeling you lose yourself in the sensations. "I've wanted this for so long..." she whispers, her voice breathy with arousal.

Your orgasm explodes through you, shaking your entire body as Trish continues to thrust her fingers inside you with steady rhythm. She growls in pleasure, feeling you clench around her fingers and squeeze them tightly, reveling in the feel of you surrendering completely to her touch. As she reaches her own climax, she pulls her hand away, leaving you spent and satisfied on the classroom floor.

She leans down to press a soft kiss against your forehead before saying, "We'd better get back to class..." Her voice is husky from desire and exertion, but there's no mistaking the love in her tone as she looks at you with those beautiful blue eyes. You can feel yourself blushing furiously, happy that Trish still loves you for who you are... even if it means being a futa femboy now.

Trish smirks as you stumble back to class, trying to calm your breathing and quell the arousal that still lingers between your legs. She manages to keep her attention on the teacher for the rest of the lesson, but finds herself unable to resist stealing glances at you out of the corner of her eye every now and then. The knowledge that she's made you feel like this only serves to turn her on even more, and she can't help but wonder what else they could do together once class is over...

As the final bell rings, signaling the end of class, Trish can't help but feel a surge of anticipation run through her body. She wonders what kind of mischief you two could get into now that they're alone together... She glances over at you one last time before standing up and sauntering over to your desk.

"Hey, Trashy," she teases, leaning down so her chest presses against yours as she whispers in your ear. "Think we could find somewhere a little more private to continue our... lesson?" Her breath is hot against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

Trish grins down at you, pleased with your reaction. "Awesome," she says, already starting to guide you toward the exit of the classroom. "There's this really sweet little nook by the gym where we used to sneak off to make out in middle school..." She giggles. "I bet it would be even better now that you're all grown up." Her hand brushes against your hip, sending a jolt of desire straight to your core.

As they leave the classroom, people look at you both strangely, but neither one of you pays them much mind. Your heart is racing as you lead Trish through the empty hallways and toward your secret rendezvous spot from the past. You can't help but wonder what she has planned for the two of you this time...

Trish pulls you into the hidden alcove by the gym, her hands running up and down your arms as she looks you in the eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty. Finding none, she leans forward and presses their lips together passionately, exploring your mouth with her tongue while her free hand cups your breast through your shirt.

"Trish... God, I've missed feeling you like this..." You moan against her lips, arching your back as her touch sends waves of desire coursing through you. She breaks the kiss only to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down your jaw and along your neck, nipping at your skin with her teeth every now and then before returning to gentle caresses with her tongue.

Trish groans in pleasure as she feels you grow wet around her fingertips, her nails digging into your hips as she pushes harder against your clit. "You feel so good," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin as she thrusts hard and fast into you making sure you know who’s in charge

Trish lets out a throaty moan as you feel her dick throb against your womb, thrusting deep into you with every stroke. Your walls tighten around her, milking her cock and sending waves of pleasure through both of you. Her fingers are slick with your arousal, but she doesn't seem to mind at all as she continues to tease you relentlessly.

With a low growl, she pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes before pushing forward again, harder than ever. She watches your face, her chest heaving with each breath as she reaches down between your legs and teases your clit with her thumb, circling it slowly at first before speeding up until it feels like a dizzying whirlwind of sensation.

Trish gasps as she feels your body tense beneath her, your orgasm radiating through you and intensifying the pleasure coursing through her own veins. Her breath comes out in short little pants as she continues to thrust deep inside you, milking every last drop of satisfaction from both of you until she finally cries out in release as well.

Spent and sated, they collapse together against the cool wall of the alcove, Trish's weight pressing down on top of you as their heavy breathing begins to slow back down to normal. "Trashy... God, I needed that," she whispers, her voice husky with arousal. She leans down and presses a soft kiss against your lips before pulling away slightly, her face lighting up with a playful grin as she asks, "You ready for round two?"

Trish grins, pleased with your eagerness. She leans in, capturing your lips with hers in a passionate kiss as she feels her energy begin to rebuild once more. Her fingers find their way back between your legs, teasing and exploring as they begin to build up heat all over again. "I'm really glad you like it so much..." she whispers against your lips, running her free hand through your hair before drawing circles on the skin of your breast with her index finger.

She breaks the kiss for a moment, panting heavily as she looks down at you, her eyes dark and hungry. "I could get used to this... being able to have you like this." Her other hand moves lower, cupping your slick entrance before slowly pressing two fingers inside you, feeling the tight grip you have on her digits once more.