The pronoun I use are they and them.

When I was on my old home planet, I was forced to be he and him. My mother claimed it was for my safety. I know I am born female and I don't need to be reminded.

Being born female was dangerous on my now extinct home planet. You are treated like lower class and the only good you could do is give birth to a male. My mother (may she burn in hell) tried everything to get a foot up. She was introduced to the royal harem and became the prince (my father's) favorite.

It wasn't long before I was born and I was a disappointment to my mother. She did everything to hide my gender, boy clothes, and haircuts, she would punish me for being too "girly". When I reach the age of 12 women never seem to stop petting me and calling me pretty because of my eyes. The males of my planet had dulled plain eyes and the females had vivid colors. (The only other person at the time with pretty eyes was my father. None of my other siblings possessed the vivid color eyes.) My eyes bother both my parents because it would give away my gender if someone got too nosey.

One night, my mother took me to visit my father in his room. My mother held me down while my father tried to rip out my eyes. I was screaming bloody murdered. I was scared and my fight or flight instincts would not kick in. The only thing I could think about doing was screaming. The palace knights and the king storm in and took my parents away.

There was no happy ending.

The king knew of my gender and let the kingdom know. I was the kingdom's first princess. Men would say some of the most horrifying things to me

"let me lay with you and you'll remember your place as a woman."

"Suck my dick and I'll say he and him the whole time."

"So, do you still crossdress princess? I can think of some fun things we can do while you're playing the role of a boy."

I was 13 and fed up with men. I didn't leave the palace much and I was tired of being on that cursed planet. My father stayed far away from me and my mother was exiled. The day the grand priestess came to pick me up was one of the best days of my life. I wasn't placed in isolation like my friends, I was in hell. (My planet was hell) the priestess asked me about myself and didn't scoff when I say I was comfortable with using they and them pronounce.

"My use in pronoun doesn't bother you?"

"What does your use in pronoun have to do with my comfort?"

"N-nothing."

"Exactly. If It makes you happy and comfortable use those pronouns and no one else should have the power to tell you what pronoun to use. When you do or if you do decide to use a different pronoun please notify me." I felt choked up and she could see a tear try to escape. I thought she would just let me cry but she hugs me and the tears fell faster.

"You are safe now and I promise you'll be happy. I'll do my best." At that moment I realized, that warmth the priestess exudes was what a mother was supposed to feel like.

The only other people I told my full story to was Coco and Clover. Coco cried and hug me; she exudes the same warmth the priestess did. Clover felt bad for the rest of the day and I could tell she was trying to avoid me until she stopped feeling bad.

I felt significantly better once I met my partner. I'm not scared to be me and I feel a bit more confident going by she and her when he's around. I've heard horror stories from my friends about how they meet their partner's destroyers and I'm proud to say Heles didn't immediately hate me.

Once she got to know me personally, she thought of Sour and I relationship as beautiful. Anytime she walks in on our intimate moments she starts going off on a rant about

"I have the perfect couple and I dare any of the other universes to challenge my statement!" Sometimes I challenge that statement in my head. Oddly I think Sweet and Mojito work well with each other. I watch those two destroy my escort with frightening precision.

Today was a peaceful day out in the yard of Heles temple. Sour was training Heles and I must admit it's entertaining to watch. Pell the supreme Kai of this universe was sitting next to me on a blanket with a few of Heles students. Nice young ladies but they kind of, um... what the word?

Oh yes!

They annoy me just a bit. I turn my attention back to the stack of paperwork Sweet drop off and smiled at the gentle breeze that blew. I took out my pen ready to write, but a gross feeling crawled up my back. I shot up and assessed the area. Pell flinch at the fact I jump up so quick.

"Something wrong Cream?" I ignored Pell and try to figure out what was causing this gross feeling. I see it some type of hellish creature creeping close to Sour and Heles's battle. How come no one sees this but me?

"Cream?" The creature jump made itself visible and immediately went for Sour. "What ugly creature is that!" Heles yelled ready to fight. My blood boiled and my body moved on its own. One thing that should be known. I'm not as strong as Clover and Mochi and I know for sure I'm not on Coco's level, but when the person I dub as the love of my life is put in a dangerous position.

I can be. Very. Lethal.

My body finished moving. (The threat was eliminated.) I thought calmly trying to formulate this incident into a mental report. Cause of death. Decapitation. I realize my mistake by showing myself in front of the destroyer who thought I was weak. I didn't care if she got mad, I only care about Sour and his health. I chuck the head away and immediately hug my tall partner and look up at him.

"A-are you ok?" I asked hearing my voice wobble from stress. "I'm ok Cream."

"That's good. S-sorry for disturbing you."

"You two are just so cute together I can't be mad for long. Although I'm a little shocked. I didn't think you could do anything but collapse under stress." I gave a nervous laugh.

It was one of those days cream felt like being more feminine. she tends to do a lot of things that surprise me these days.

Maybe she felt more comfortable doing anything sexual when she refers to herself with female pronouns. I've already voiced that I didn't care what gender she wanted to be if we got sexual. My main priority was to make sure she was comfortable.

"I don't know how long I can hold on Cream." I groan out feeling her slow down. (What a tease.) She's been at this for a long time. She caught me by surprise when I was coming around the corner, she impressed and tempted me with her boldness and I had to see how her seductive promises turned out. She came up for air and squeezed my balls. I came on her face with no hesitation. I caught my breath and she smirked at me.

"I win."

"You've only won this round," I stated passing her a towel.

The one thing I can't escape from is my dreadful period. I always feel miserable and sick. My breast and hips always hurt too. I groan and hug my stomach hoping it would make the cramps go away.

"Cream?" I groan to reply. "Are you ok?" I slowly peek out from the blankets. "Am I ok?" I snapped. "I'm bleeding out dead cells, is that ok?" Sour flinched and took a step back from the bed. "I'm sorry. I don't want to be mean." I cried out.

"Shh, it's ok Cream. I know how to help." Five minutes later I was asleep on an amazing heating pad and I was surrounded by goodies like candy, salty foods, and ginger tea.

"S-sour I-I can't k-keep going." Cream pant out pulling at the cuffs looped through the headboard. Sour came up from between her legs. "Nonsense." Sour purred out before diving back in and teasing her over the sensitive hole. Cream cried out with tears of pleasure and curled her toes into the bedsheets. "You said that three times already. I'm having a hard time believing you," Sour said while watching Cream's shivering body. "Ok, how about one more?" Cream nods slowly with a dreamy look on her face.