Tomboyish Tendencies

Nico looked at himself in the mirror and sighed in disappointment. He was wearing only some high-waisted panties. His short hair was swept back with blonde highlights, and his jawline was as sharp as a knife. He also boasted several tattoos and piercings across his body.

Man, I'm just a living stereotype now, he thought to himself. Someone could look at me and know my entire life story. He reached his hand towards his reflection. At least these tits are a decent size. They actually make me feel feminine. If I was flat-chested, I bet some idiot off the street would be ranting about trans people to my face.

Unfortunately for Nico, his appearance was far from the only thing giving away his current disposition. He could have swapped with the girliest girl on Earth and little would change. The way he leaned his weight on one leg, the way his gaze moved across the room, even the way swung his arms as he walked. It all indicated someone with very masculine energy. Even after becoming a young woman, those elements were still baked into his psyche.