[LES1] : Ribbons and Perfumes
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  • Reads 54
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 31m
Ongoing, First published Sep 25, 2024
La Enciente Série 1: Ribbons and Perfumes

[boyxboy | mascxfem | mpreg]

"In a world full of human beings, discrimination is inevitable and something that cannot be changed."

Sa pagdating ng taong 20XX, ang mundo ay naging isang lugar na puno ng mga makabagong teknolohiya at mga makabagong imbensyon sa medisina. Dito rin sa taong ito natuklasan ang kakaibang "abnormalidad" sa mga lalakihan na siyang ikinabahala ng iilan, isang sintomas na kapareho ng mga babaehan- ang pagbubuntis. 

Kahit gaano kalaganap ang pag-usbong ng makabagong teknolohiya at imbensyon, marami pa ring doktor ang hindi kayang ipaliwanag kung paano nangyari itong tinatawag nila ngayong "enceinte" o ang kakayahang magbuntis ng kalalakihan.

Some people may pretend not to care, but for the majority, it is disgusting and a plague to the society. As a result, Misaki Abe, 24, learned that pretending to be deaf and not listen to the hurtful things most people say is the safest way to deal with it.

Para sa isang tao na enciente na pilit itong tinatago, at ang kahiligan sa pag-cross dressing bilang libangan, ang pagkikita at pagkilala nila ni Maxwell Schmidt ay nagdagdag lamang ng higit pang stress sa buhay ni Misaki. Kahit ilang beses niyang itayo ang mga pader sa paligid ng kanyang puso, ito'y patuloy na gumuho lamang sa kamay ng misteryosong lalaking ito. Ang lalaking hindi kailanman tumigil sa pang-aabala sa kanya. Am I allowed to feel this way? Misaki thought.

As for this latter- Maxwell Schmidt, 29. Trabaho, pagtakbo, at gym lamang ang tanging bagay sa kanyang diksyunaryo. Kaya naman, ang pagkilala niya kay Misaki Abe ay talagang nagdagdag ng makabagong kulay at lasa sa kanyang buhay. 

Misaki, as defined by Maxwell, is a beauty in front and behind the camera, having a face that may look innocent and adorable as a bunny but behind that, lies a personality as feisty as a cat. He is such a beauty, isn't he? Maxwell thought.

Date started: September 2024
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