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What's it About?

Toby Jensen is drifting through life, stuck in temporary jobs, invisible in every way that seems to matter. Slight, uncertain, and quietly unhappy, he never imagined that a short-term office placement would become the moment everything changed.

Assigned to Kopek International, Toby steps into a world of sharp heels, strict rules, and carefully managed appearances. At the centre of it all is Trent Starc, the company’s formidable CEO: controlled, perceptive, and always several steps ahead. What begins as quiet scrutiny soon becomes something far more deliberate.

Natasha is born first in secret, then online, and finally in the real world.

Guided, tested, and pushed beyond every limit she once clung to, Natasha discovers that femininity is not a costume but a truth she had been avoiding all her life. As the office girls close ranks around her and the line between work and identity dissolves, Natasha must decide whether to cling to the safety of who she was, or fully embrace who she is becoming.

Feminised by My Boss is a slow-burn psychological transformation novel about control, consent, and self-acceptance. Sensual and sometimes explicit, it explores power dynamics, identity, and the quiet relief of finally belonging. As Toby fades into memory, Natasha steps confidently into a life she never believed she deserved.

Excerpt from Feminized by the Boss

The next day, Toby made a decision, though it didn’t feel like a big one at the time. It felt more like something already in motion, something deep inside that he had finally stopped resisting.

He was in the supermarket for ordinary things. Bread. Milk. Something easy for dinner. He wandered the aisles aimlessly, head still thick from the night before, hands pushing the trolley without much thought. Then he turned a corner and almost walked straight into the cosmetics display.

Rows of colour and gloss and promise stared back at Toby under bright lights. Faces on the packaging smiled with effortless confidence, skin flawless, eyes perfectly framed. He stood there, heart beating just a little faster, aware of a strange pull low in his stomach. Toby told himself he was just curious. Just looking. Nothing wrong with that.

He wasn’t fooling anyone. A woman looked at him strangely as his eyes flickered over the products.

Toby reached out and picked up a bottle of foundation, turning it over in his hands, trying to judge the shade against his wrist the way I’d seen women do. It felt unreal to hold it openly in a supermarket aisle, with other shoppers drifting past.

He dropped it into the basket quickly, like someone might call him out if he didn’t. Lipstick followed, a soft red that made his throat tighten when he imagined putting it on his lips. Then blusher. Mascara. There was no stopping him now. Each item went into the basket with less hesitation than the last.

Toby added a blending sponge after a moment’s pause, then a packet of false eyelashes. His cheeks were warm now, his face flushed in a way that had nothing to do with the shop lighting. He hesitated longer over the nails, fingers hovering, then grabbed them anyway and added them to the basket.

Further down the aisle, tucked away between razors and body wash, he found the epilation cream. Toby stared at it for a few seconds, pulse thudding in his ears, then took it too. He didn’t even try to rationalise that one.

By the time Toby reached the checkout, his full basket made him feel a little embarrassed. Groceries mixed in with cosmetics didn’t make it any less obvious. He queued up, acutely aware of every item as they slid along the conveyor belt.

The girl at the till scanned them one by one, her expression neutral until she reached the makeup. Her eyes studied Toby briefly, curious but not unkind, then back down to her till. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. But Toby could feel it.

He paid quickly, mumbled thanks, and left with a bag, his heart still racing. Outside, the air felt colder. He stood there for a moment, knowing that whatever he’d been circling around for weeks, he’d just taken a step straight towards it.

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