A Special Girl Part 1 Birth of a Special Girl

James’ world had been turned upside down. Just moments before he had been getting off with, in his opinion, the cutest and sexiest girl in school. Now though, his was totally freaked out sitting on his living room floor having just discovered his girlfriend Alice wasn’t actually a girl at all. He had found out when his hand, that had been slowly making it’s way up her legs underneath her dress had reached the silkiness of her knickers to find a unexpected surprise waiting within. A small, but definitely hard cock. And not only that, but Alice was now sitting there on the sofa, in tears, denying it.

“ What do you mean ‘A special girl’?” He asked. “You mean you are some kind of sissy gayboi?”

As soon as the words left his lips he regretted it as the wounded look in Alice’s face hit him full on. He loved Alice and he found he was having trouble turning off those feelings now he knew she wasn’t a girl. Did this mean he was gay? It couldn’t be. He had never even thought about a boy in that way before. But then, really, he had, because Alice was a boy. But he hadn’t known that. Oh, he was so confused that his head was spinning.

“I’m not gay.” She replied. She had fixed a steely gaze on him in an effort to hide the pain she was feeling at his rejection. “I only like boys. And I’m not a sissy, only boys are sissies. Girls are girly.”

“But there are no such things as special girls,” He looked up at her wishing he hadn’t. That look on her face made him feel like he had just called her a whore, or something worse. “There are only boys and girls. If you have a cock, and you do, then you are a boy.”

“Oh, that’s just silliness,” She scoffed at him. “I know of at least 3 other special girls in our school. There may not be many of us. Be we do exist!”

That hit him like a brick. There were 4 girls in his school who were really some sort of sissy cross dresser? Surely that couldn’t be right.