gayannabeth

  Lots of references to sex and masturbation

  [colpse]

  At some point, Rachel took over the remote and we were now watching videos about obscure train history. Midway through a video about the Paris Metro, my phone buzzed. I picked it up and had to enter my passcode because of course the facial recognition didn’t work anymore. That had started happening at some point over the weekend.

  Olivia: omw to pick u up <3

  Oh fuck! I had to get ready!

  I stood up suddenly, drawing a confused look from Rachel.

  “Gotta get ready for my date,” I said, dashing back to my bedroom.

  Should I get changed? No, my current outfit was fine. I should probably brush my teeth though. Deodorant? I gave myself a sniff. I think it’ll be fine, which is good. I didn’t have any deodorant. Ok, well, I had deodorant for guys, but I didn’t want to go on my first lesbian date smelling like a guy. Not that there was anything wrong with lesbians smelling like a guy. Actually, that sounded kinda hot…

  I pushed my horny thoughts aside to focus on brushing my teeth. There’d be plenty of time for horny ter. Maybe. Hopefully? I mean, I definitely wanted… something to happen. I wasn’t entirely sure I was ready for, like, sex. Maybe second base?

  Focus Lilly! Date first, show Liv your tits ter.

  Goddess, she wasn’t even here yet, and I couldn’t stop thinking about her pinning me against the passenger seat in her car and kissing me all over my-

  Fucking hell.

  Speaking of my tits, it felt like my bra had gotten tighter, which probably meant that my boobs had gotten bigger.

  On the one hand: yay! Bigger boobies! I love big boobies!

  On the other hand: fuck! Need to buy more bras!

  And I had no time to get more bras before the date. Fuck meeeee.

  Also carrying around my phone without having any pockets was annoying. Why oh why did I not get myself a purse?

  Maybe Liv and I could stop somewhere to grab more bras and a purse for myself on the way to our date. On the other hand, if we did that, I wasn’t entirely sure I’d be able to stop myself from pulling her into the fitting room with me and deepthroating her.

  …

  I mean, it was a date, so…

  I finished brushing my teeth and started thinking about putting on some makeup, then remembered I didn’t have any makeup.

  Wow, Lilith, you’re amazing at this whole girl thing! Not that I needed makeup to be a girl or whatever, just… look, it’s a bit overwhelming, figuring out I’m a trans girl, getting an affirming body via magic, overhauling my entire wardrobe and presentation in one afternoon, then going on my first date as a lesbian. Cut a girl some sck, she really needs it. She’s been through a lot, you know.

  Maybe I could borrow some from Rachel?

  I returned to the couch to find Rachel still engrossed in train videos.

  “Hey, Rachel,” I said.

  “Hm?” she said.

  “Can I borrow some makeup?”

  Rachel looked up at me. “Did you not get any makeup?”

  “Um, no,” I said, mildly embarrassed. “So can I borrow some of yours?”

  Rachel shook her head. “Um, it’s not a good idea to share makeup. Can mess up your skin. Acne and whatnot.”

  “Fuck,” I said.

  “Yeah,” Rachel said. “Sorry.”

  “It’s fine,” I said. I sat back down on the couch to wait for Liv, my leg bouncing in anxiety.

  Five minutes ter, my phone buzzed again.

  Olivia: right outside cutie <3

  She kept putting a ‘<3’ in her texts. Did that mean something? That has to mean something, right? Right?!

  I stood, stretching.

  “Um, I’m gonna- Liv’s here to pick me up,” I said to Rachel.

  “Ok,” she said without turning away from the TV.

  “I can leave my keys with you if you, like, wanna go out or-”

  “I’ll be fine,” Rachel said. “Keep your keys.”

  “You sure?” I asked. “I, uh, don’t exactly have pockets to put them in.”

  Rachel turned to me, looking confused. Then she groaned. “Oh, right, skirt. No pockets. Uh, change into jeans?”

  “I could, yeah,” I said. “But this skirt is super cute, and this is a date, and- and- fuck, I just want this to go well.”

  “Well, I can’t promise I’ll still be awake to let you in when you get back, I’m feeling really fucking tired already.”

  “Right,” I said. “Uh, ok then… well, I guess I’ll see you ter?”

  Rachel nodded. “Yeah. Seeya Lilly.”

  On that slightly awkward note, I turned and left the apartment, keys, phone, and wallet in hand. Yup, I definitely need a purse.

  Liv was waiting for me just outside in her car. It looked like she’d put on makeup, which kinda made me wish I’d had some makeup of my own to wear, but it looked good. Dark, smokey eyeshadow, some light eyeliner, and what seemed to be lip gloss adorned her face. It wasn’t much, but goddess she looked hot.

  She’d changed her outfit too. She’d swapped out her ripped and faded jeans for a non-ripped bck pair. I was pretty sure she was still wearing the same t-shirt, and she’d put on a fnnel, which made a lot of sense considering it was cooler outside than earlier. I wish I’d thought to bring a sweater or something. Oh well, hindsight, 20/20, all that.

  “Hey cutie,” Liv said as I sat down in the passenger seat and buckled up.

  “Hey Liv,” I replied. “So, what do you have pnned for us?” I asked.

  Liv gave me a big smile. “How do ya feel about arcades, Lilly?”

  “They’re alright,” I said. I grinned mischievously. “Although, what if, ya know, the games turn me into a girl?” I couldn’t hold back the giggles.

  Liv snorted and ughed. She pulled away from the curb and started driving.

  “Oh, speaking of games turning me into a girl,” I said, “I finished the game today.”

  “Congrats,” Liv said. “Anything fun?”

  “Well, my tits got even bigger, so I need new bras again. So, uh, can we stop somewhere on the way to our date?”

  Liv nodded. “Sure.”

  “Also, uhhhh…” I blushed. “So, I don’t have a… penis anymore.”

  “Oh,” Liv said. “So you have…”

  “A vagina, yeah,” I replied.

  “Ok then,” Liv said. “That’s cool. How do you feel about that?”

  That was a good question. I hadn’t really taken the time to think about what that meant for me earlier, but…

  “It feels really good,” I said. “Relieving. Like, it was easy to ignore the dysphoria because I knew that I could really easily get rid of it, ya know? Like, I was still feeling it, sure, and now that it’s gone it’s so much better. Also uhhh… I have yet to, um, take the new equipment for a spin.”

  My face felt really hot. I knew that it had to be super duper red. Just like the light we were stopped at.

  Liv nodded. “I highly recommend it,” she said.

  “Wait, but don’t you have-”

  “I’ve got both, actually,” Liv replied, turning to me and giving me a smirk. “Wanna see?” She was blushing.

  “Uhhh…” I turned to look out the windshield. “Green light,” I said. “Um, maybe ter?” I said. I shook my head. “Who am I fucking kidding, there’s no maybe about it.”

  I tried to picture what she was saying. It was… certainly an interesting idea.

  “I’ll keep that in mind,” Liv said.

  We went to a different mall this time. Liv drove us to Yorkdale, and we were able to find a parking spot quickly enough.

  We made our way to a clothing store. Since I needed to measure my size again, we went to the fitting rooms to ask the attendant for a tape measure.

  “Hey, uhhh,” I said to Liv, blushing. “Could you, um, help me measure?”

  Liv froze. “I, uh, if that’s ok with you, I could, yeah.”

  We were both blushing a bunch. “Yeah, I am absolutely ok with that,” I said.

  Left unsaid: I wanted Liv to fucking grope my titties. I think she got the message, though.

  The fitting room felt a bit crowded with both of us in there, but it wasn’t custrophobic or anything. I took a brief moment to admire my reflection. It was so much better seeing a hot girl in there than the bnd guy I’d been pretending to be not that long ago. Liv was pretty hot too. Goddess, I would fucking love it if she pushed me against that mirror, pulled down my panties, and sheathed her girlcock inside my brand new pussy.

  “Uh, cutie?” Liv said. “You good?”

  “Hmm?” I said. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I turned to face her. “So uh… I should probably take my shirt off, huh?”

  Liv nodded. “Uh huh.”

  “R-Right,” I said. I grabbed the hem of my Legend of Zelda t-shirt and pulled it up and off, dropping it on the little bench opposite the window.

  There was a sharp intake of breath from Liv.

  Oh. Yeah. My nipples were showing themselves through the fabric of my too tight blue bra. Liv could definitely see them. Well, the bra also had to come off, so…

  Before my nerves could get the better of me, I pulled my sports bra over my head, dropping it on top of my t-shirt.

  This was the first time I’d been bare chested around anyone since the st time I went swimming when I was fifteen. I resisted the urge to cover myself. Let Liv look.

  “Well,” I said, “do I have nice boobs?”

  “Uh huh,” she said. “Uh, we should… tape measure.” Liv looped the tape measure around me and under my boobs. “Still the same band size,” she said. Then she moved the tape up and over my boobs. “And… 34D. Congrats, Lilly, you got D-cups.”

  “Uh huh,” I said breathlessly.

  “You think you’re done growing then?” Liv asked.

  “Yeah, probably,” I said.

  She pulled the tape measure away. “Then let’s go pick up some bras for ya.”

  I let out a huff. I was hoping she’d start groping me or something, but of course she didn’t. I felt awkward asking her to do so, so I just picked up my old bra and t-shirt and put them back on, struggling a bit with the too small bra.

  “Right, bras,” I said. “Let’s get some. Also a purse.”

  gayannabeth