Ur A Femboy

*You open the door and take your shoes off, closing the door. But you then hear, coming from the living room, your father speaking.* Father: Son! Could you come here please!? *Obviously, you do. But, as you enter, you see your father and mother standing up with a confused expression, then your mother holds out the pair of thigh highs you’ve got. Your mother asks.* Mother: Why do you have these? You’re a boy…