Dominant Gene

He's gnawing at the back of your brain again, you can practically feel it.

Him.

Kaleb.

He's the boy inside you just begging to be released. He gets even more angry whenever you call yourself Grace. He knows you don't understand that name, and is angered that you would still use it in his presence. He tries to punch his way out every time you look up your favorite artists, who happen to be FTM, or you even so much as look in the mirror at yourself.

He hates being locked away and you know it.

At first you chose to ignore it, up until maybe 3 years ago when you started giving it names. It started with more joking things, like Nero and Armani. Playful nicknames with a deeper meaning. Then came Vincent, and Edgar, even Pavino was widely used. Those were nicknames, yes, but even more serious than before. You had no idea you were feeding the flames by giving him nicknames.

And then. Then your 14th birthday rolled around, and you found the name Caleb. A few minor adjustments and he became the beast of burden you know today. Kaleb Lenore. He can't be stopped when he's gnawing at your brain. He knows your every secret, you can feel him already whispering them into the ears of those around you.

He's an evil beast, but not that he chooses to be that way.

Your feminine part beats him, tells him to go back where he belongs. She tells him that you're a tomboy and nothing more, that you're a beautiful girl and will always stay as such. He retaliates by saying there's such a thing as femmeboys, and that you are one. She doesn't listen. She digs her way further into your brain than Kaleb can even imagine. He only scratches the surface.

Those scratches get deeper with every swipe of his claws, though.

His strength is improving every minute, and soon it will be hard for your feminine part to fight him off. She's growing weak as is.

You weren't aware of any of this.

Not until now, not until his fingers have plucked into your nerves, and made you type this out. Everything is subconscious, or so you think. Every breath, every movement, even the blink of an eye..its all controlled by Kaleb now.

Grace only has enough strength to hold him back for so long, only enough strength to make you call yourself by her name..



Its best you give up now.