Something | Starrison [✖️]

Prolouge

Ringo--- fuck, Rachel, it's Rachel now. Or maybe Ritchie. That didn't sound so manly.

Rachel always wanted to be a woman. Sure, she shaved, grew her hair, and wore dresses and made sure she had right curves in the right places.

But she never felt like it.

She felt like a girl but not a pretty girl. She still felt like a man in a drag. A queer. A fag. Someone weird and just ick.

She never felt pretty.

She never felt like a natural woman.

Until George Harrison walked--- no, barged into her life by spilling coffee all over her brand new dress.

George was the only one who didn't notice how deep her voice was and how awkward the dress was on her. No. Because the first thing he pointed out was:

"You've got pretty eyes."

She blinked. Then her cheeks turned pink.

"T-Thanks."

And by that, Rachel knew that George was different from all the others.

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What is this?

Could it be?

Another Starrison story?!?

(my fingers can't take it oh god)

And yes! A transgender story! Keep in minde that Rachel (Rachel from now on, mkay?) hasn't undergone surgery yet but y'know crossdresses and puts on makeup. That means she still has her dick and still not that womanly. But she tries.

It's a fanfiction so yeah none of it is true. But that doesn't mean we can't have fun with it :D

Mkay bye,

~Gracexxx

PS

I need a fucken book cover like literally this one I made is c r a p.