Prom Queen


"Ehy, I know this is not how you imagined senior prom, but this is to show my appreciation for all you did," Wayne said.

Emma wasn't really looking at her friend and when she did, she was stunned. Wayne had just opened the top of his dress and took out his tits and was pulling down the straps of his green dress. 

"Hi," he said sultry as he saw Emma gasping at his bare chest. With a passing thought, she had to admit that Wayne had bigger and nicer boobs than she ever had.

Emma felt her newly grown cock sprang to life, slowly tenting from her rented tux. She was still new to being a man after all, and she was still not used at controlling her new manhood.

Wayne glimpsed at her erected manhood and giggled: "Seems like some part of you appreciate the gift already."

Then he leaned towards her, his boobs hanging down and almost caressing her chest and softly kissed Emma on her lips. 

"So what do you say about having sex with the prom queen?"  Wayne whispered in her ear. 

Before Second Puberty hit, first Wayne and then Emma, she would have never considered sexy the idea. Actually, she would have hated that somebody else was prom queen. That was of course when she was a blonde cheerleader and before she started growning a five o' clock shadow, a masculine jaw and moreover a set of cock and balls between her legs. 

At a meeting for Second Puberty support, she met Wayne, who before becoming a woman was just a dork guy she had never heard of. Emma was sympathetic towards him and how clueless he was about being a girl. So she took him under her wing, giving him some girl tips about clothes and make up. She even gave him her precious prom dress, who she couldn't wear anymore. 

However, she didn't ask him for prom. It was Wayne that ask her, after Emma struck out with everybody's else. Turns out, as popular as she was as a girl, she wasn't anymore as a boy. When Emma saw Wayne though, she felt like she scored the best girl in school. And indeed, Wayne became prom queen.

Emma knew what she wanted before and knew that if she would have made prom queen, she would have ended up the evening in the back car of one of the jocks, having mediocre sex. Now, Emma felt like the luckiest person in the school, as Wayen dropped his dress and unzipped her pants. She never thought Second Puberty did right to her until that evening, when the most beautiful girl in the school took away her male virginity.

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