How I Became a Girl

I was petrified and panic stricken. “Dressed like this!” I cried. Laughing
Cindy takes my hands in hers and says “Why not? If anyone asks, you’re my
cousin from out of town. No one will recognize you, besides it only the girls
from school. We have sort of turned to each other because we are sick of
being tread like whores. Every boy in town thinks they can fuck you to death.
If they take you to a movie and buy you a hamburger and Coke.”

“Not you thought Stephen you’re special. That why I ask you here tonight.
You’re more like one of us, and not at all like those big prickhead jocks. I
melted in the warmth of her smile as she continued. “You understand that a
female needs soft loving sometimes and not hard fucking. That women also
enjoy receiving head and that to kiss someone’s anus is a sign of love between
two loving people, male or female. Let get those beers darling. All this sex
talk is starting to making my pussy wet and you have all my panties in your
bra.” Laughing she pulls me up and wraps her arm around my waist as we start
down stairs.

I had taken two sips of my beer when the doorbell rang. “Answer It,
Stephanie.” Cindy ordered. Cautiously, I approached the front door, dreading
who might be on the other side. The chimes rang out again, Cindy was suddenly
beside me opening the door. Three of our classmates (Heather, Denise, and
Kim) crowed into the foyer. Each girl quickly kiss Cindy on the cheek and
gave me the once over, trying to figure out who I was. After shedding their
coats we all moved off toward the rec room, Cindy and myself lagging somewhat
behind the others. Cindy whispered in my ear “You like all these girls, don’t
you Stephanie?” “OOOHHH YEEES they are all lovely but none of them can
compare with you Cindy.” I gushed. Cindy squeezed my waist tightly and said,
“Follow my lead and obey me Stephanie. I will make you the happiest little