A first-year student from a small farm in the province receives a scholarship to a prestigious academy in Manila. Eager but overwhelmed by the big city and new environment, she meets a brilliant, young professor who is not only talented but also the heart of the academy. As the professor guides her through the challenges of academic life, the student finds herself confused by her feelings-unsure whether it's admiration and friendship, or if she's truly falling in love with this remarkable woman.

Freen's life took an unexpected turn when she became embroiled in a scandalous video, prompting her fiancé Heng to send her far from the city's harsh scrutiny. Venturing back to her childhood home for solace, she soon found her past intertwining with her present. Collaboration with ashdmg ❤️

"Becky slid her panties off first. She was neatly trimmed, but not like that many people had seen her down there, so she probably wasn't as neat as Freen must have been used to. Becky knew she had reached a new low. She felt like shit. She slowly reached around and unhooked her bra, and it dropped to the floor. Freen stood there gazing over her perfect body. Her dick was growing down the side of her leg, dying to break free from her pants. Becky's boobs were the perfect size for her. She was definitely busty, but they weren't too oversized. Her tiny waist was toned, and she had a small butterfly tattoo on her left pelvic bone. Her hips were wider than many of the skinny girls Freen had been with, and that made her even more exotic to her. She had a shape that reminded her of the old pin ups in the fifties that her father used to have hanging in his office. But Freen had to get her mind straight. She was a business woman, first and foremost." G!P Freen --- I do not own this story, this is only converted---

Lonely? Call 1-800-BSPUSSY. - This is a converted story by @soulpicnic

Becky Armstrong, a single, attractive, introvert and deeply private person amongst her friends and colleagues frequently attends lesbian sex parties. She uses these parties to release her sexual frustration and to be her true authentic self without fear of judgement or fear of having to hide herself. Becky attending these lesbian sex parties is one of her dirty little secrets aside from being an intersex. She's a girl with an extra (huge and thick) appendage between her thighs. One Friday night, she heads out to the usual sex party to relieve some stress and her path crosses with a gorgeous, hot and breathtaking brunette girl. The strict and discreet rules of the party prohibit the attendees from sharing any personal information so she wasn't able to know any information about the girl after having an unforgettable night with her. But what happens when you see the person you least expect to see, in a place you never thought you would be seeing them? Secrets and desires have consequences. WARNING: -This story contains HEAVY SMUT CONTENTS and RATED 18+ 🔞🔞🔞 -This story contains G!P Becky ⚠️⚠️⚠️ -If uncomfortable, please skip! Read at your own risk 🔞⚠️ **This story is not mine, I only changed the characters, other details, and some parts or plot of the story to fit Becky and Freen's character. **This story has been converted to BeckFreen. ** All rights and credits to the original author geeozee **This is just a FanFiction and does not represent the mentioned characters or companies. The work is purely fictional. 🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️

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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live a life of glamour and intrigue? That's exactly what Freen experiences in her million dollar life. All she wants is one unforgettable night with Becky, the sexy barwoman at Loveheart nightclub who's the object of every woman's desire. But things aren't as simple as they seem. Freen soon finds out that she's playing a dangerous game, one that might end up costing her more than she ever imagined. G!P Becky - if not comfortable - please skip This is a converted story. Thank you to the author. @ Bee1982 in Fanfict.net

BECKY:"run or die?"

"My deal still stands, nobody can hear about us." Freen grunts, pointing at both me and her as I feel my shoulders deflate. "We are never going to have an 'us' so this is the best you are going to get, Becky." I bit my lip and consider the offer. Is she trying to say I am going to be her sex toy or something? A slave? "I'll say it again, sex with you is really good." Freen says, laughing with wide eyes to show how much she loved our love making last night. Well, love making for me but only sex for her. "And I can't waste a good opportunity in good sex." she added simply, clucking her tongue. "So again... our deal is still very much active." I scrunch my nose and look at her with a slight edge in my pupils. "What are you trying to say here Freen?" I ask, defeated. She smirks and kisses my cheek softly before leaning close to my ear and whispering, "What I'm trying to say is, you are going to be my fuck buddy, Becky." WARNING: -This story is 18+ read at your own risk. 🔞🔞🔞 -This also contains G!P Becky ⚠️⚠️⚠️ **This story is not mine, I only changed the characters, other details, and some parts or plot of the story to fit Becky and Freen's character. **This story has been converted to BeckFreen. ** All rights and credits to the original author iOnlyWatchTheStars on fanfiction.net. **This is just a FanFiction and does not represent the mentioned characters or companies. The work is purely fictional. 🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️

A FREENBECKY STORY Freen Sarocha x Becky Armstrong +++++ The only thing that frightens shape-shifter Freen Sarocha more than the full moon is the idea of falling in love. Freen Sarocha has lived her whole life with a terrible secret: not only can she take the form of any animal at will, but once a month the full moon transforms her into a fierce wolf-creature without a human conscience. Managing her condition means living by a strict routine, and more importantly, abstaining from intimate relationships with human beings. Freen is convinced that love and friendship can only bring her pain. Forensic pathologist Becca Armstrong is well-acquainted with the pain of romantic love. Swearing off relationships after having her heart broken by a cheating ex, Becca throws herself into her work: catching murderers. When Freen comes to her aid after an attack by a masked man in West Gate Park, Becca is shocked by how powerfully she is drawn to her mysterious savior. Shaken by her own feelings for Becca, Freen is Even more terrified to realize she isn't Even close to being the scariest monster stalking San Francisco. There is someone out in the city who is killing for pleasure, and his next target is the one woman he thinks might be able to stop him: Becca.