Trans boy story.

This story is about a ftm transgender named Kodi. Kodi is just transitioning to pass completely as male, and is going back to school as who he truly is, a boy. Will people find out who he was? That he wasn't born in the right body? Will they accept him when they do? Read further to find out.

You know that feeling? When you're trapped in a dream, and no matter what you do, you can't run, and you can't force your burning lungs to scream? Well...that was one teenager's every day life. Because he was trapped. He couldn't scream, he couldn't run. Because his trap, was his body.

Harry knew he was different from the age of 4 to the age of 13, and that's when he knew he wasn't going to stay a girl anymore, but change who he was..totally. His 18th birthday was coming and that's when he knew he wanted male genitals and delete any female part of him from his life. Louis Tomlinson was Harry's boyfriend for 2 years and doesn't even know the fact his boyfriend is actual a girl. Harry is scared to tell Louis, praying no questions asked. Things start to fall and turn out bad. Louis starts to question things: Does he love me anymore? Why won't he let me see his body, is he insucure? Is he hiding someting? Will Harry tell his little secret or will he have to break his only true love?

just when the catipillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly × sequel to 'transgender' {HIGHEST RANKING #3}

my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

Hi. Im skylr, im 13, And im ftm transgender, fun right? but with my religious family and unsupportive school. I think not. They keep trying to fix me, but in reality, there is nothing to fix. This is my story of becoming me.

[PART TWO of the Queer Kid Chronicles, read I Am Me first!] I didn’t like myself. No, I wasn’t ugly. I wasn’t fat. My parents adored me and my little sister looked up to me. I was the perfect son, a balanced mix of intelligence and athleticism. My grades were stellar and I was the star of the track team. My dream school had accepted me and I would be graduating at the end of the year. I was 17, with the perfect family, the perfect life, and everything was going the right direction. Funny, how it was all a lie. I wasn’t perfect, I was an abomination. I was...gay. No! I wasn’t, it was all just a phase that would pass in time. Right…? I sure hope so, because if it doesn’t, it’ll be the death of me.