Frank Iero x Ftm Reader who has had top surgery but NOT bottom surgery
Some what Current Era Frank x 5'4 Ftm thicker below the waist reader
(ALL THE FTM BIG ASS AND THICK THIGH MFS RISE UP WITH ME🧍)
Also keep in mind frank is 5'6, and that's cannon for all the chapters.
Frank looks like this:
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I need him so fucking bad bro😭🙏
Your pov:
I was having such an off day today, I've been on my period and just got off it two days ago and with in that week of bleeding out of my imaginary dick I feel genuinely disgusting.
Words running through my head saying; "You'll never be a real man"
It made me feel gross, I started to feel like maybe I want skinny enough, I looked at myself in the full body mirror, I was in a pair of Franks boxers and t-shirt.
I turned sideways to look at myself.
"I look like a girl" i said to myself as I looked at my ass and thighs.
I was blessed for sure, but I wish i wasn't..
I sighed and then looked at my stomach, I had a bit of a tummy, nothing massive you know, not that there is anything at all wrong with that, but I wish I didn't have that tummy and instead was a flat tummy.
I frowned at myself and teared up, I hear the door knob twist and frank walked in.
"Hi sweetie, whatcha doin?" He said not looking at me and setting his guitar case down in the corner of the room then finally looking at me and he paused a little.
"Hey, nothin, just..lookin" I answered softly before turning to look at him.
He was staring at my thighs a little then up at me.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Of course he knew... he always knew, I hated that about him but also loved it.
"Nothing is wrong? What are you talking about?" I asked, not wanting to talk about it.
He walked over to me and hugged me, his hands wrapped around my waist.
"You can tell me, Love" he said.
God his voice, I loved his voice so much.
"I just feel kinda off today again" I explained, hugging him back, scratching his back with my stubby nails that I constantly chewed off.
"I'm sorry, Baby" he whispered kissing my cheek.
"Come" he said turning me so my back was facing him and then he moved us in front of the mirror.
He stood behind me and to the side a bit and held my waist.
"You know what I see?" He asked me as he moved his hand to my tummy and rubbed it softly.
