This choice: wake up in the morning and think it was all a dream. • Go Back...Chapter #4Learning About Zoe's Big Secret by: Mr.Z   You wake up and head downstairs to find that everyone is eating breakfast. Zoe pats the chair right next to her and you take the seat. She leans in close to your ear. "Brian's got a baseball game to go to, so the house will be all ours." Zoe whispers to you as a big smile stretches out her face. You nod with a small smile. The thought of what you might have saw last night flashes back and you get a little worried about what might happen if you're left alone with Zoe and her "little" secret between her legs. What if she sees the little secret your hiding and laughs at how small your pecker is. "What's the matter? You don't seem excited about it."
"I'm containing my excitement." You try to cover up your worries with a big smile. Your girlfriend grabs your hand and squeezes it excitedly. You give her palm a squeeze too as you take a bite of the pancakes. You see Zoe's little sister Anna looking at you with a raised eyebrow and an eye roll, a snarky sign of disgust at you and her sister's show of affection. You enjoy the breakfast that the Robinson's were so kind to give you. Pancakes both regular or chocolate chip, eggs, sausages and a tall glass of OJ or milk. A healthy and filling American breakfast. You see Zoe collecting plates as everyone is done eating. "Let me help you with that Bae." You say as you get up and help your girl wash the dishes in the sink.
"Thank you Zack, thank you Zoe." Catherine says as she gets up from her seat. "Come on Brain, you gotta get dressed for your game."
"Okay Momma." The youngest of the Robinson's and the only boy of the family gets up to his room to put on his baseball uniform.
"Mom, can you drop me off at the mall? Donna is there and we're gonna hang out for a bit."
"I don't know if I want you to hang around her Anna. I just don't trust people with nose piercings." The matriarchy of the house sates.
"Oh come on Mom, she's like my best friend."
"Okay, but if you come home with a new piercing without my permission, I'm gonna take it off myself."
"Yes Mom." Anna says in a mocking tone. Brian comes down in his white and blue team uniform. Catherine says goodbye to you and Zoe as her and the kids drive off into the family van. You look over to Zoe and she smiles back at you as the two of you realize that you are home alone.
"So, what do you want to do first Boo?" Your girlfriend asks while she dries the soapy water off of her hands.
"Let's see what's on TV." You answer. Zoe leads you to the living room and the two of you lay down on the couch, she rests against you as the two of you get comfy on the sofa to watch what's on the TV. 'Man what am I going to do. This should be the happiest day of my life. After months of waiting I'm finally home alone with Zoe. This was the plan right, this is why I was looking so forward to Spring Break. This is when I was suppose to go all the way with her but after what I saw last night. I don't know what to do.' You think to yourself. Looking over at Zoe you notice that her crotch doesn't look like it's containing a huge male appendage. 'Maybe it was just a nightmare last night. I don't even know what I saw, it was a quick flash. Maybe my imagine made me see something that wasn't there. That has to be it, right? It would be ridiculous to think that Zoe had a dick. Stuff like that only happens in hentais. I must be reading too many of those.'
"You're nervous." Zoe says, breaking you out of your train of thought."
"What?"
"You're nervous. I can tell. I'm nervous too, Zack. I know that we were looking forward to this, we talked about it so much. What we would do during Spring Break but I'm not so sure about it anymore." Zoe sits up straight, puts her elbows on her knees and rests her chin on her hands.
"I know what you mean. The first time can be scary." You try to comfort her.
"It's not just that Zack. I have a secret." You thought to yourself, 'Oh no, please don't let it be true.' Zoe looks towards you then back down to the floor. "There is something about me that you should know but I'm afraid to tell you. I'm afraid to tell anyone because it's a really big deal. But you should know about it."
"What is it?"
"I... I have a little bit extra. I... I have something that most girls don't have. I... I'm having a lot of trouble telling you this."
"Just say what it is." You say as sweat rolls down your forehead from the nerves building up.
"I have a Dick!" Zoe blurts out. The two of you just sit there in silence for what seems like forever. The only sound to be heard was the Simpsons on the TV and the tic toc of the grandfather clock. "Well... that's out of the open now." Is what you hear as she breaks the awkward silence. "Are you mad at me?" You struggle to find your voice to answer her. It's like the cat got your tongue while a frog jumps in your throat. You struggle to swallow to answer her.
"I'm just confuse."
"That's okay. What questions do you have?"
"Well, you said you have a dick but all of your pictures show you as a girl. Were you a boy?"
"No... I have a very rare medical condition. It's hereditary. I have both boy and girl parts down there. I'm more like a girl with a dick than a boy transitioning to a girl. I don't know if you've ever heard of a futanari, but I'm like that." You stare more in disbelief. 'Oh my god, they are real.' You think to yourself.
"If you have a dick, how come you don't have a bulge in your clothes?"
"I wear a special underwear that straps it down. It's like a corset, it keeps it from popping up so no one notices it." Well, that's one mystery solved you thought.
"Can I see it?" You ask hesitantly.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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