It was three weeks and one day later that I found myself stepping out of my dad’s car and looking up at the new house we would be living in. Dad had decided that since I was a girl now, Aaron and I should have our own rooms, and as such had decided to buy a house. He already had the money for it, putting down a sixty percent down payment on the thing, but had never had the heart to because mom had left, instead thinking that the apartment that the three of us all shared was good enough.
“So this is our new house.” I stated as I looked at the impressive looking two story building, while secretly wishing that I could pull the strawberry-patterned silk panties that Rachel had got me, out of my crack but feeling far too self-conscious to try.
Rachel, being the only girl I could talk to at the time had volunteered herself in the task of getting me some fitting clothes. My father and I, not knowing the first thing about woman’s clothes, had of course accepted her offer.
I later learned my mistake when she brought my first new outfit.
She got me a tight, blue V-neck t-shirt that showed off some nice cleavage, the strawberry panties and a matching white DD-cup bra, a pair of very tight short shorts. Due to the fact that summer was right around the corner I could see why she bought me a pair, I don’t think I would have the ability to by something like that yet. Finally she got me a packet of socks and a pair of woman’s jogging shoes. The outfit was what many would call sexy looking… I just thought that it was embarrassing.
I sighed as I looked down at my chest. Rachel had been right about the growth period as two days after I woke up I started feeling a horrible pain in my gut that quickly spread through my body, it was so bad that I ended up falling to the ground in pain as tears came out of my face and a scream through my mouth.
In the end they had to drug me and put me under before I did something that could be considered self-destructive…
…Like trying to rip out my own eyes.
As if the universe was trying to screw with me, I ended up walking up the next full of energy, as I felt like I could do anything, and, despite my efforts, I couldn’t stop the warm pleasurable feeling that seemed to come from every inch of my body…
…Or my body’s natural reaction to the pleasure.
The doctors of course told me that this was all normal and that the reason for the sudden pleasure was because my body was creating an excessive amount of Dopamine, a pleasure hormone, to combat and numb the pain I was feeling.
As a B+/A- student I luckily understood what they were talking about after they explained it once or twice. (I might be smart but I was only a few months into my sophomore year when the accident happened.)
Speaking of school, I was told that since I missed so much of it, I was going to have to restart the year after summer vacation ended, which meant that I would be in Aaron’s class once summer was over in a few weeks.
The one thing I was dreading about school was the fact that we went to a good private school, our grandparents having a very good relationship with the Headmaster, and owner, and were able to get us in for free, as long as we kept up the good grades that is.
The problem is, private schools mean private school uniforms.
And, like all female uniforms around the world, the female uniform of Charles Redstan's Academy would require me to wear a skirt.
It was safe to say that I was dreading going back to school.
“You coming, Allison?” Dad asked, using my new name, as he held open the front door to the house.
“Coming~” I called out with my new voice. It was much softer than my male one, no duh, and I was told many times by people, who didn’t know who I was, that I had a very beautiful voice and that I should take up singing…
… Or try and become a model.
I didn’t know how to react to that so I just politely thanked people before trying to get away.
I missed my friends damn it, only family members were allowed to visit me at the hospital, due to the fact that I was in the research ward and they didn’t want any accidents, so I haven’t seen any of them in what felt like forever, about seven months really.
I walked into the house and…
Looked around before going out to shop
A few days later, try and enjoy the summer
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