Name: Jenner

Age: 18

Race: Human

Sex: Male (believe it or not)

Height: 4'4"

Weight: Not very much

    At first blush, anyone would be excused for calling this small, shapely figure a woman or girl. And in truth, they wouldn't be too far off the mark, lest they catch him in the nude. While he may be male, he packs so much girlish cuteness into his short stature that it's almost inevitable he'll be considered female.

    Starting at the top, perhaps the most masculine thing about him is the slight mess of hair atop his head. But rather than mark him out as male, it just gives him a slight tomboy look, in the fashion of a girl who doesn't care for long, womanly hair. The soft, gentle eyes and tiny nose and chin doesn't help him at all. The rounded cheeks and thin neck, they all scream a delicate, dainty girl.

    His chest and shoulders, both too narrow to be a proper man's. His chest does still lack the generous breasts that would scream female, instead making him appear more youthful. If he wanted to, or he had to, he could likely pass for even younger than he actually is. While he is missing the mounds of womanhood, the natural softness of his body conspires to give him at least something in place of pectorals. Not even a handful for a halfling, the only indication of breasts would be his rather large and prominent nipples. The little nubs stick out a good deal, like fat marbles resting on his chest.

    The small belly he has give tell that he's not one given over to hard labor. Indeed, seeing him carrying any sort of burden is rare indeed. His belly lacks all definition one would expect of an adventurer used to the rigors of combat, and more the soft padding and smooth dimpled naval of one more at home on his knees or reading over scriptures.

    But from that soft, slight cub of his belly, his figure balloons outwards. His hips are wide, exaggerated almost. They lock him into a curvy, womanish figure despite how much he might wish they didn't. The boy's rump is round and soft, plush cheeks that grind together and wobble slightly with every step, sending ripples down his ample thighs to his much more narrow calves and feet. One would be perfectly accurate to say he has a booty, fat and soft.

    Catching him naked may be difficult, he's far too shy and much too embarrassed by his own figure to flaunt it willingly. But if you manage to catch him disrobed, you might see the only thing that truly marks him out as male. And even then, only just. His penis is small, even for a human of his short stature, barely resting past the soft, smooth sack that houses his testies. Even that seems feminine, hairless and smooth, only the occasional vein breaking up the flawless skin.

    From behind, nestled between those soft cheeks, you could find his pucker and smooth taint. That tiny little hole little more than a small pucker, nestled tightly between the large, soft globes of his rump. One would have to part those soft mounds to see his hidden opening, and even then, it would seem painfully tight without first being ruined to accommodate whatever is seeking the warm softness just inside.

    As is painfully obvious for him, he's not strong by any means. Those plump thighs hide hardly any muscle, and his arms show that clearly. And this has caused him woes in the past. Often teased and bullied by larger, stronger boys, his otherwise smooth skin shows the few knocks and scrapes of a life dealing with the drawbacks of such a girlish figure. It's no wonder he turned to the church, a place to escape and search for something other than physical strength. But in truth, it all just added to the one area where he excels. For as much as he lacks strength, masculinity, or even the ability to stand up for himself, this little guy is almost painfully cute. A pouty lip, a shy squirm. He literally exudes how timid and cute he is without even realizing it.

    And he exudes something more. Something hard for most to pick up on. Somehow, the scent of a fertile mare clings to him like a cloud, just enough to make normal people wonder what he's been up to. But more than enough to make those of the equine persuasion see him as little more than a filly.  




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REDS: Only real reds are scat, vomit, gore, mindcontrol, and men in ERP.

Greens: Herms, Shemales, HORSELINGS, being used like a girl, being a broodmare, hyper sex, painful sex, violent damaging sex, stomach bulging, throat bulging, chest bulging, cum inflation, pregnancy, m-preg, excessive cum and precum, breast butt and ball smothering, strong musky smells, pregnant sex, lactation, watersports, cum and piss enemas, being treated like a sex toy, and getting stretched like a condom.