u/Trick_Yard_4609

the listener: you've sloped down to the campus library to work on a paper. you're nestled in your favourite spot, buried in one of your usual baggy hoodies. you are NOT ready to deal with being openly trans yet, so you've kept that part of yourself physically hidden by loose clothes, and socially hidden by being a catty bitch, especially towards your bully. who, because you can never catch a break, is coming this way, demanding you get out of their spot! at least they haven't recognised you yet, and- wait. did they just call you a girl?

the speaker: you've dashed down to the library in the dead of night to get some work done on a paper that's due soon. when you get there though, disaster strikes. some dumbass girl is sitting in your favourite spot, and she won't move no matter how rudely you ask! and- oh shit, wait, you think you recognise this person. isn't this the dork you always bully in class? the one you totally don't have a bit of a thing for? and what's with the big dopey smile after you thought said dork was a girl? maybe there's something to exploit here...

this script has optional lines for both M4TF and F4TF readings, and extra lines for if trans VAs want to play this as TM4TF or TF4TF.

the trans speaker version of the character is presumed to be further in their transition than the listener, living full time in their new gender. the listener is unaware at the outset that the speaker is trans, and the speaker will drip-feed hints to the listener about it throughout until the reveal near the end. if a nonbinary VA wants to edit the script to accomodate an enby bully character that's fine, please feel free.

changing the speaker gender, light editing and improv is fine, but this is a strictly 4TF script and any changes made should reflect that! if you wanna monetise or paywall it, that's fine, but make it freely available down the line, the dolls are mostly broke as hell, also let meeeee have it early :3

since i always try to give my sources their due, a fair bit of the inspiration for this one came from Kitsura ASMR's video, "Bully Gives you Anti-Girlfailure Training!"

word count: ~1400, should come out around 13-15 minutes

constructive criticism welcomed!

script below!!!

Hey, loser. You’re in my spot. Yeah, my spot. Now get up.

[sarcastically] Oh? It’s not my spot? You don’t see my name on it?

You’re pretty feisty, aren’t you? Especially for someone hunched over in the dark, in the most isolated corner of the library at like, 1AM.

Look, just fucking move, my term paper is due in like two days, and I need this spot to work.

…

Uhh, I want it for the same reasons you want it, probably. It’s next to a little window, so it has a nice view and you can crack that if you get too warm, the armchair by the desk is squishy and comfy, there are no other tables nearby so nobody is gonna sit nearby and bother you.

[M version] Oh, and it’s right next to the guy’s bathroom, which is actually pretty convenient for me, unlike you. Go find a spot next to the girls’ one! Fuckin’ chicks, man…

[F version] And like, you know as well as I do that this spot is close to women’s bathroom while still being relatively secluded, which is like, ideal for both of us. But more ideal for me. So, fuck off, bitch.

…

Huh? Why the hell are you… what are you laughing about?

Yes, I think you’re a girl- [gasp of realisation, switch to annoyance] oh, fuck, it’s you! What the hell are you doing here, nerd??

Don’t scare me like that!

Yeah, alright, whatever, I thought you were a fucking girl. It’s dark, and you’re wearing that big-ass hoodie, and your face is all soft and shit, and you have that long hair, and you were speaking softly so I just- ugh! Whatever.

[a few seconds of awkward silence]

[surprised] Hey.

Hey what’s with that look on your face?

I just told you that you looked like a girl.

[closer to the mic] So why are you smiling?

[voice goes from annoyed to teasing]

Heyy, don’t cover your face.

Oh my god, are you blushing?

What’s that about? You looked almost pleased when I said that.

You know. When I said you looked like a girl.

[half-laughing] Holy fucking shit you are freaking out.

You know this isn’t how boys normally react to being told that, right?

[paper rustling sound, listener is trying to gather her stuff up and run]

Ah ah, hey. No. You’re not going anywhere now. Stay in that chair. My term paper can wait.

Yeah, I want to know exactly what’s going on here.

Mm. Because it’s just occurred to me…

I wonder maybe I was right.

Boys don’t react the way you just did. Mhm.

Some stuff about you is actually falling into place for me now.

Uh huh.

Maybe you’re a girl.

[optional, cis speaker] Because I’m not stupid. I use the internet. I see all those memes. You know the ones I mean, nerd. [close to the mic] I know what a boymoder is~

[optional, trans speaker] Because I’m not stupid. And I’m not as vapid as you seem to think I am. What makes you think that just because I’m hot and popular, that I wouldn’t know what a boymoder is?~

Hey, I said hold still.

[Optionally add for a touch of spice] Let me just, grab the hem of your hoodie… hm? No, don’t be stupid, I’m not gonna strip you, stop shaking like that. I’m not pulling it up, I’m just gonna… [fabric swooshing noise] Pull it tight. Oh. Wow. Yeah, those are coming in nicely, huh? Must be difficult hiding them, right? Explains all these big baggy hoodies~

[regular script resumes, matter-of-fact delivery] I’m gonna sit in your lap now, dork. Don’t move.

God, you were right to laugh at me… how could I have ever thought you were a boy? [soft sounds of cheek being caressed] Your cheeks are so soft… and the way you’re looking up at me right now. Your eyes are practically glazed.

[whispering] You’ve really been pissing me off all semester, you know that? Sniping back at me when I make fun of you. Sitting in my spots. The way you look, the way you talk, it’s all so… fuck.

But now I know how to shut you up. Now I know how to make you fold.

[close to the microphone] Good girllllllll~

Oh my god you shivered. Oh I was so right, wasn’t I? You’re just a shy, nerdy girl, hiding yourself underneath all that venom and those stupid hoodies, and that stupid fake name…

Hey. Hey.

Tell me your actual name.

Hm? Clamming up? Hey, that’s no good…

Be a good girl, and tell me your real name, pretty thing~

Oh that suits you so much better. Pretty name, pretty girl.

God I have never seen your face this red before. You’re really not used to this sort of thing, are you? People treating you like a girl?

It’s a shame. Mhm. [quieter] But at least it means I get to do it first…

[normal volume] Huh? Nothing.

Hey. We’re swapping spots.

[clothes rustling as speaker and listener exchange positions]

Wow, you’re much more obedient now. None of that backtalk from earlier, huh? You just sat yourself in my lap like a good girl should.

Hm? What’s that? Try and stammer out the whole word, dear.

…

Why? Why are you in my lap? Well, because I’m going to work on my term paper now.

And I’ve found, that, historically, I tend to perform better when I have a pretty girl motivating me.

So, I’m keeping you in my lap while I work. You’re going to keep your mouth shut, and let me stroke your hair to de-stress.

Mhm. Like a pet. Or an ornament.

God, you like that, don’t you?

You are so pathetic. It’s cute though.

Although it might get kinda distracting.

Mhm, you sitting there, looking at me, your lips softly parted because your brain is getting fried by how I’m treating you.

God, you have such pretty lips.

Hey, no squirming. I’m just gonna… [softly caressing] Fuck, they’re soft.

Pfft, what are you closing your eyes for, dork?

You think I’m gonna kiss you, right here?

Hm. Maybe if you beg.

…

God. You sound so much prettier softly pleading, compared to when you’re being a catty little bitch.

Fine. Since you asked so nicely.

[soft kiss]

Fuck. Good girl.

That seems to have basically shorted you out, huh? Is your brain even working anymore?

Well, that’s fine. Got my spot, got my term paper, and I’ve got a pretty girl melting into me while I work.

[optional cut-in of some mumbled dialogue, laptop tapping, and hair stroking noises as the speaker works on their paper]

Hm? Trying to say something again? Come on, use your words, pretty girl~

…

You want me not to*… tell* anyone?

Awwww, of course not. Don’t worry about that, ok? Just relax, dumbass.

…

Do I promise?

[Cis speaker] Why the hell would I tell anyone? You really think I’m a weapons-grade asshole, huh? I’m not going to out you to anyone, idiot. [thoughtful] Although, sooner or later I am going to want to show my pretty little pet off properly… so at some point, I’ll be dumping out all of those hoodies, and dressing you in something more appropriate for a good girl like you, ok? [sincere] But I’m not such a shithead that I’ll force you into that before you’re ready.

[Trans speaker] Of course I promise. I remember what it was like when I was at this stage. The last thing I would have needed was some mouthy asshole outing me to everyone I knew. [laughing] Oh? What’s with that surprised look? You think you’re the only trans person at this college? Yeah, I am too. Bit further along than you though. But that’s ok. Sooner or later I am going to want to show my pretty little pet off properly… so at some point, I’ll be dumping out all of those hoodies, and dressing you in something more appropriate for a good girl like you, ok? That’ll help you catch up to me, when you’re ready.

Now, hush up. I need to finish this paper, and you’re being distracting, instead of helping me focus. Frankly, you look exhausted. And it’s late, so just… [shuffle] get nice and close, and go the hell to sleep.

Mm. Night, pretty girl~

[fade out on more typing and hair stroking]