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🕑 Added 2025-07-11 10:05:01 +0000 UTCA man stops to help his new neighbor when he sees her in need.
Sarah is new to Detroit. She tells Vincent that she doesn’t need help when he offers, but she’s struggling rather hard from where he’s standing, so he persuades her to accept.
Vincent and Sarah hit it off while they’re moving in boxes from her truck. One thing leads to the next. The tension rises, but Sarah likes to make her boys a little girly before having fun. Will Vincent agree?
Moving Day Hero is a feminization romance about new neighbors who get a little carried away after meeting for the first time.
MOVING DAY HERO
Man Feminized by a Woman
Clover Cox
CHAPTER 1
It was a gorgeous, balmy day. Perfect for a run. I was out like I was most days, but I couldn’t get over how perfect today was. It was around seventy degrees without a cloud in the sky. I was even thinking about going down the bridge to Belle Isle, the urban island in Detroit where I lived, but it was quite the commitment. Maybe I would do another lap around the neighborhood before deciding, not knowing that my life was about to forever change.
My feet were pounding the pavement when I came upon a small moving truck and one lone woman working to empty it right around the corner from where I lived. I jogged past her but stopped when I saw her sweating and struggling. It wouldn’t be right of me to keep going when she clearly needed help. I cursed under my breath and went over to her. “Do you need a hand?” I asked. “Looks like you could use some help.”
“I’m okay,” she said brightly as sweat ran down her forehead. She had curly brown hair that hung down her back like a waterfall. Her teeth were bright white and perfectly straight. She looked like a good girl, but everyone knew that good girls could have a naughty side. “Thank you for offering.”
“Is someone here helping you?” I asked.
She looked toward the apartment building nervously. “Uh, yeah. He’s inside.”
I narrowed my eyes, not convinced. “Look,” I said and threw up my hands, understanding that she might think I was a freak, but I always kept business cards in the back of my cell phone case. I was a graphic designer and had to get clients wherever I could. “This is my information,” I said and passed her one of my cards. “You can send it to one of your girlfriends. I promise I’m just trying to lend a hand.”
She stared at the card for a long moment. “Vincent Keen, huh?”
“That’s right,” I said. “And you are?”
“Flattered. My name is Sarah.” She held out her hand for a shake. I took it, knowing that I would have to keep my attraction to her in check. “Thanks for the help.”
“No problem. I was exercising anyway. Might as well help a neighbor in need,” I said, hoping that it wouldn’t scare her knowing that I lived nearby.
“You live around here?” she asked.
“A couple blocks over. You can see me running every morning if you look. Have you been to Belle Isle yet?”
“Once,” she said brightly. “It’s gorgeous.”
“It’s one of my favorite places.”
“How long have you lived here?”
“Going on five years. I went to Michigan State but decided to move down here after graduating.”
“I just got transferred here for work,” she said. “I’m still not sure how I feel about it.”
“You chose a great place to live,” I said. “I should probably grab a few boxes. The sooner we start, the sooner we’ll finish.” We fell into a rhythm unloading her truck. There were only things she could have handled by herself, even though some of the pieces made me question what she was thinking by doing this job alone. Professional movers were only a phone call away. “Where’s all your big stuff?” I asked her when the truck was nearly empty.
“I’m buying new furniture. This is what I brought from Upstate New York. I was working remotely for GM, but they wanted me to move down to the city.”
“Did you drive through Canada?”
“Yes! Customs was a nightmare. They went through nearly everything. They didn’t believe me until I showed them the paperwork from GM. They’re paying for the move, but I had to figure out how to get it here.”
“Dang,” I said. “Sorry you went through that.”
She shrugged. “Thanks for helping me unload the truck.”
“You’re welcome.” We were standing in the middle of her living room with boxes surrounding us. “Guess I should get going.” She nodded, and I turned to leave, but then she stopped me. “Is everything okay?” I asked.
“I just thought maybe you could show me around or something. I could take you to lunch as a thank you for helping me carry in all of those boxes.”
A grin betrayed me. Was this beautiful woman actually asking me out on a date? There was absolutely no way that I was going to turn her down. “I could do that. Are you free today?”
“I am,” she said.
“How about I go home and shower and come back here? How long do you need?”
Sarah looked around the living room. “It’s not like I could finish unpacking all this stuff today, so come back whenever. I’ll just be unloading boxes.”
I chuckled. “Sounds like a plan. See you soon.”
“See you soon,” she said and gave me a finger wave as I slipped out of the door.
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