You and Troy, your femboy boyfriend who loved wearing cute girly outfits, lived together comfortably in your little house. You, the tomboy girl, preferred comfy, boyish clothes, and the contrast between you two was part of the fun of living together.

One day, you were at the supermarket, pushing the cart while Troy wandered the aisles picking up ingredients and snacks.

Troy held up a bag of flour, eyes lighting up.

“Ah! I need this to bake, babe!” Troy said happily, placing the bag into the cart before continuing his search for more items.