Dinner Date - TGNeona bit her lip as she looked down the hill, trying to decide if it was worth the trip down. She wondered if she was up to it, glancing at unmarked skin, the tight dress she wore screaming no. She didn't remember ever walking through a forest like this, when she was a boy.
She smiled at the thought of that, gently chastising herself for being silly. A lot of things had changed since she'd been male, from the moment she'd first felt her breasts rub against the cloth. She jumped a little at the thought, noting how natural the movements felt with a quick blush. It faded quickly, her mind simply acknowledging it as normal.
She moved quickly, doing her best not to think about her movements as she gently moved one high heeled shoe after the other on her way down the slope. She could feel the clothes rub against her skin, the air climbing between her legs to climb against her skin. It felt odd to the male side of her brain, like she should be squeezing her legs together and denying that the
Mermaid Princess Chapter 3The door closed with a thud as Kenzie walked in. Footsteps echoed throughout the room. With a quick look around, she saw Jolene’s bag on the benches near the pool. “Jolene? Are you alright?” She saw no signs of the other girl around, so she guessed she was in the locker room. But it sounded like she was in trouble. Kenzie thought as she remembered hearing someone shouting. “Hello?” She called as she started walking into the locker room.
Lifting her head slowly over the edge of the pool, she watched the other girl walk into the locker room. She was starting to panic. She couldn’t let anyone find her like this. There was no way Jolene could get out of here before Kenzie discovered her, and it was not like she was in any condition to run.
She gasped and quickly ducked back under when she saw Kenzie walking out. Unfortunately the water around her splashed, drawing Kenzie’s attention over to the pool. “Jolene?” she ask
Mermaid Princess Chapter 2Oceanview High was a typical high school, much smaller than the one Jolene went to in Miami. She stood at the front gate with an absent expression as students walked right by her. With a sigh she took her first steps on the courtyard. Her only knowledge about this place was when she competed against them at swim competitions. Surprisingly, they were the only school that gave her a run for her money.
At the last competition, a couple of months before moving here, Jolene’s team won by a narrow margin. The opposing captain threw a huge fit and called her a cheater, pushing her into the water. Jolene wasn’t a pushover, so she climbed out of the pool and confronted the other girl. Words were said, and in the end she had punched the girl in the face. Needless to say, she didn’t lose her trophy over it.
An older woman had walked up to her wearing a hoodie and sweat pants. Short cropped hair shaped her long well surprisingly well. She wasn’t a student, that much J
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