Darkness surrounds him, his body floating weightlessly in a lightless void. Who was he? What was happening? While his surroundings are dark, he can see himself just fine- a slender, almost feminine figure with long shapely legs and a narrow waist, dark hair so long that it reached his ass, a small cock and a tight, plump sac just beneath it, and unmarred skin the color of cream.

At least… he was almost unmarred. Emblazoned on his pelvis, just below his cock was an expansive pink tattoo that glimmered with some sort of strange magic. He didn’t know what it was but there was something… off about it. Something that told him this mark was going to be making his life harder.

Fatigue suddenly over came him and he closed his eyes- upon opening them again, the darkness was gone. In its place stood a tall city wall made of solid stone with guard towers stationed at even intervals around it. He was dressed now, though his clothes only added to his feminine appearance. He didn’t have much time to study them however, as the world suddenly turned sideways and he collapsed to the ground, his vision slowly starting to go back.

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Hello DPP! Tonight my story is of a nameless young man who finds himself in a world he does not recognize without a single memory to his name and a strange mark on his skin. Will he find anyone who can help him? Or will they all use him to their selfish gain?

Limits: snuff, scat, permanent mutilation, diapers

Kinks: Noncon, hypno, bondage, deceit, group, free use, oviposition, nipple play/torture (possibly nipple fucking but that’s not a must have!) crossdressing, humiliation, degradation, slow burn romance, somnophilia, and more! Pls message me and let’s find out where this poor femboy’s new life is destined to take him!