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No More Secrets.
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Complete, First published Jun 27, 2022
Mature
Pop absolutely adored his wife, Diva. She was beautiful, sweet, had quite a fixation toward the 70's era, and was an outstanding dancer.
However, after a few months after the birth of their child, he notices some changes in her behavior and personality, and decides that it was best to sit down with her and discuss the reasons for these changes after two months of concern.
He absolutely was not expecting what he was about to hear.
(Warning for gender dysphoria and mentions of surgery!)
(This was also posted on Archive of Our Own under the username gh0stv0id!)
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