Maddie quickly pulled her hand away from her pants, glancing at the door. She held her breath, waiting for the sound of the knob turning, but after a few moments it became obvious that her mother wasn't going to come in.
Maddie took a few deep breaths as her hand began moving back towards her pussy.
Her finger moved into the wet folds of her new hole, and she closed her eyes.
She bit her lip as her finger found the sensitive spot, shuddering slightly. When she'd been stressed as a boy, she'd often masturbated as a way to unwind quickly. Though that had involved a lot of clean up afterwards, but as a girl it was much easier to discreetly pleasure herself.
Her finger moved faster and faster as the feeling of euphoria built within her until she finally reached climax.
She tried to get her ragged breathing under control after the pleasure she'd felt, taking measured breaths. It was so much easier to masturbate as a girl than it had been as a boy. It was definitely something she was going to miss once she got Sarah to change her back.
Another knock sounded at the door, before it swung open, "Are you ready to go?"
"Y-yeah," Maddie said, standing up, she hid her wet finger in her pocket, "I was just waiting for you."
"Are you okay? You sound out of breath." her mother said, looking at her worriedly.
"Y-yeah fine," Maddie lied.
"Alright, I'll be waiting in the car. Don't forget to grab your art binder for Mrs. Treant to look over." her mother said, leaving the room and heading downstairs.
Maddie took a few hesitant steps towards her desk.
She grabbed the binder that she normally kept her art in and picked it up. She stuck it in her book bag before shouldering it and closing the door behind her as she made her way towards the garage.
She kept her eyes on the ground, wracking her brain. Who was this Mrs. Treant person that her mother had mentioned? None of this was making much sense. Though maybe if she'd spent more time trying to figure out who she was instead of pleasuring herself she wouldn't be in this mess.
She got into the silver minivan in the shotgun seat. Her mother looked at her frustrated, "You know you're not old enough to sit up here yet. Go get in the back."
Maddie wordlessly obliged, adding that to the growing list of things that were odd.
They rode in silence for a while before her mother turned to look at her for a moment, "Are you sure that everything is okay? You don't seem like yourself."
Maddie scoffed quietly. That was an understatement. She had been a boy yesterday, and now she was a girl. Of course she wasn't herself. Though it wasn't like she could just say that, especially since her mother seemed convinced that she was Maddie.
"Yeah, just have a lot on my mind." Maddie finally said.
"Anything I can help with?" her mother asked, turning back towards the road.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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