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Dennis didn’t have much experience when it came to relationships. When he was young, he came out as transgender to his mom. After that, every single person in Broken Bow knew. There was simply no way anyone there wanted to be with him, in any sort of relationship, after that.
But he could never regret telling his mom: it’s ultimately what lead him to Pittsburgh, to the PTMC, to Robby.
Robby was his boss, his chief attending, but after not too long, he was also Dennis’s first real boyfriend. He had already known Dennis was transgender and he said it didn’t bother him. But still, Dennis dreaded the point where their relationship was expected to get… physical.
Though when it did, Robby was patient and gentle. It was almost like he was worshipping Dennis and his body. Dennis had never felt so loved before as kind hands and soft lips lovingly grazed over every inch of him.
Dennis was a bit dysphoric about his breasts and his vagina but Robby was just as tolerant about that. When Dennis finally felt okay with him touching him in those places, Robby made sure he felt good.
But then sometime after that, Robby asked Dennis what he thought about lingerie. Dennis immediately turned red and opened his mouth to speak but ended up shrugging. Robby chuckled but went on about how he thought this one lace pair he saw would look super sexy on Dennis.
Dennis was unsure but then Robby mentioned it would make him really happy if Dennis wore it for him. Dennis could do that.
Besides, it wasn’t like he had to buy the lingerie himself anyway. Robby was more than eager to open his wallet for anything Dennis even simply hinted at wanting.
After the online deliveries came, Dennis tried his best to put on some sort of show for his boyfriend. But it seemed that as long as he had the lace on, Robby couldn’t look away.
For a few uncomfortable minutes, he groped Dennis’s breasts with his large hands. Dennis just took it, afraid to speak up since Robby seemed to be enjoying himself.
He even used his thumbs to rub Dennis’s love handles and called him beautiful. Dennis wasn’t sure if he liked to be called that but Robby had always chastised him about accepting compliments. There was really no reason to think this was any different.
It was after that that Robby really started pushing.
Not too long after Dennis first wore the lingerie, Robby was fucking roughly into Dennis and the phrase “such a gorgeous girl” spilled from his lips. In the moment, Dennis couldn’t do anything about it but he quietly brought it up later as pillow talk. Robby immediately apologized and said he would never do it again.
But, he did.
Well, maybe not those exact words but Robby was about to come (hopefully not inside of Dennis) when he ranted about making him a “mother”. Dennis heard it but he ended up neglecting to talk to Robby about it, nervous he might seem annoying or demanding.
So it happened again. And again. And again. “You’d make such a perfect, little housewife.” “My baby girl.” “I can’t wait until you’re a real mommy.”
Dennis tried his best to ignore it when it happened. Robby only ever called him those things during sex so it was probably some kind of feminization kink he had. And who was Dennis to deny something that obviously gave him pleasure?
It all came to a head when Dennis got misgendered by a stranger for the first time in years.
Even without any surgeries, Dennis thought he passed pretty well with just the testosterone. No one had ever said anything directly to his face so it didn’t cross his mind much. But as he stepped into a room to treat a patient, the man on the bed sneered.
“I don’t wanna fuckin’ girl doctor.” The words made Dennis freeze, making him feel akin to a deer in headlights. The silence apparently bothered the patient as he kept complaining, his voice getting loud with every word. “I said, I don’t want no prissy, little girl doctor! Heh, I bet you ain’t even a real doctor.” The last sentence wasn’t as loud but it hurt all the same.
All of the sudden, there was a knock on the door to the room and Dennis turned to face Robby. The attending entered and closed the door behind him, offering the man what Dennis knew was a fake smile. “Everything alright in here? I thought I heard some kind of commotion.”
Dennis opened his mouth to talk but of course, the patient beat him to it. “Finally, an actual fuckin’ doctor. Get the hell outta here, little girl. Let the real men get to talkin’.” Robby’s gaze quickly found Dennis’s, his eyes widened only slightly.
“I got this, Whitaker.” Robby spoke quietly and firmly. “Why don’t you go take a minute? There’s a trauma on its way, I want you to jump in on it.” Dennis didn’t question if that was true or not, he simply nodded and made his way out. He even sped walk to the nearest bathroom.
It was only when he successfully locked himself in a stall that he realized that he was wet.
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They didn’t immediately talk about it when they got home. Robby cooked while Dennis took a shower and then set the table after he got out. But after dinner, they found themselves in bed together.
“Are you okay, Dennis?” Robby asked after they both laid in silence for a few minutes. His hand was on Dennis’s back, rubbing it up and down in a soothing manner.
Dennis bit his lip, his cheeks reddening as he recalled what exactly had happened earlier. He tried so hard to move on with his day but at the end of it, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about the patient’s words yet again. “Yeah… yeah, I’m fine.”
Robby frowned, not believing the obvious lie. “Hey,” he said, getting Dennis to look him in the eyes, “you know you can tell me anything, right?” Dennis tore his gaze away from Robby, his eyes unwillingly watering.
“It’s just that…” Dennis started, “when you took over and let me leave, I noticed that I… I noticed that I was wet.” He swallowed roughly. “Like wet down there wet.”
Unnervingly, Robby didn’t say anything at first. The silence was incredibly loud. It took Dennis a bit to muster the courage to look at Robby again but when he did, he noticed a dark glint in his boyfriend’s eyes. “Robby…?”
Robby took a few heavy breaths before he finally spoke. “Yeah?” His voice was rougher than Dennis had ever heard it, sending a small shiver down his spine. “What got you wet? Was it when he called you a girl? Or when he implied you weren’t a real man?”
Dennis’s mouth opened and closed a few times in shock. He wasn’t exactly sure what was happening and he definitely wasn’t sure how it was making him feel. Never mind the fact that he was again, getting wet down there.
He still hadn’t said anything so Robby answered for him. “I would say both if I had to guess. There were so many times where I called you a girl during sex and it made you clench so fuckin’ tight around me.”
“I… I told you to stop, don’t you remember?” Dennis asked meekly.
Robby chuckled darkly which made Dennis unwillingly squirm a little. “Yeah, but you didn’t say anything else when I kept it up. You liked being called a girl, my girl, didn’t you?”
Still, Dennis had no words for whatever was happening. But it seems he didn’t need any as Robby shook his head. He then used the hand that was on Dennis’s back to reach into Dennis’s boyshorts and feel him up. Dennis gasped at the unexpected contact.
“You’re wet again, baby.” Robby sounded smug as he ran his pointer and ring finger through Dennis’s folds. Dennis teared up as he clearly couldn’t argue with that.
Robby noticed and leaned towards him to kiss his tears away. “It’s okay, honey. I’ve got you.” He pulled his fingers out of Dennis’s boxers and backed up so he could remove the underwear he was wearing. Dennis wasn’t surprised to see that he was fully hard.
But Robby stroked his cock a few times before he scooted closer. Dennis didn’t do anything to stop him; he simply watched as his boyfriend pulled his boyshorts to the side and guided his length to his boy(?)pussy.
Robby dipped the head of his dick into the folds and moved it up and down, collecting the wetness he had just mentioned a few minutes earlier. It didn’t take long until he until directed himself to Dennis’s hole specifically.
Yet again, Dennis didn’t even move. He only squirmed at the feeling of Robby’s cock touching him like he usually did. He didn’t even say anything when Robby muttered something before pushing in.
“Good girl.”
Of course, with no proper prep, the intrusion hurt. But somehow, it still wasn’t enough to push Dennis to fight back. He did finally make noise by groaning when Robby forcibly bottomed out inside of him. “Fuck, baby, you’re always such a perfect fit.”
Robby didn’t stay still for long, immediately pulling out only to quickly thrust back in. He showed Dennis no mercy. Instead, he grabbed Dennis’s hips to use as leverage while Dennis stretched to accommodate him.
“You always make me want to come so quick.” Robby confessed, looking into Dennis’s eyes. “Usually, I try to stave it off so we can enjoy ourselves but if I’m being honest, I really want to come in you.”
Dennis finally opened his mouth to object but Robby tilted towards him to capture his lips in a kiss. At the same time, his grip on Dennis’s hips tightened. Robby had never been the one to leave marks on Dennis because of work but it seemed he didn’t care about any potentials bruises.
“I told you before,” Robby pulled his head back just barely to speak whilst going back to meeting Dennis’s wet gaze, “I wanted to make you a mother. I wasn’t lying, baby girl. You’re going to bear our children. That’s all girls like you are good for.”
The words caused tears to leak from Dennis’s eyes again. He fucking hated how wet he was. He had identified as transgender for such a long time but Robby currently had him questioning himself. He hated it.
“Don’t you want to be a mommy, Dennis? Be the mommy to my daddy?” Dennis found himself nodding, even with tears trailing down his cheeks. Robby chuckled and again used his thumbs to rub Dennis’s hips.
It was a harsh reminder that this was the same man who was acting so lovingly earlier that night. But, Dennis supposed, was this not him acting lovingly too?
Robby squeezed Dennis from his hold on him to get him to pay attention. “Tell me, baby. Tell me you want to be a mommy.” Dennis sniffled and opened his mouth but not a single sound came out. Robby licked his lips before removing one hand from Dennis to instead touch his clit.
The sudden switch-up made Dennis gasp. “Yeah, honey, that’s it. Come around my cock. Tell me you want to be a mommy.”
Dennis’s head fell awkwardly onto Robby’s shoulder as he could feel himself reaching his climax. “Wanna… I wanna…” He started, his voice wavering.
“Come, you stupid, girly slut.”
With that, Dennis clenched tightly around Robby’s cock and came. “I wanna be… mom-mommy!” Robby couldn’t help but follow, letting his cum flood Dennis’s greedy cunt.
After he felt it all leave him, he still didn’t dare move. Instead, he reached a hand up to caress Dennis’s curls. “Such a good girl…” he murmured. Dennis was panting into his neck, feeling like he was coming down from an adrenaline rush or some kind of high.
He still didn’t know exactly what had happened, with the misgendering and that patient and Robby wanting to make him a “mommy”, but he knew for sure that he had never come that hard in his life before.