Talk:Alp/@comment-26376061-20170109090145/@comment-5426290-20170110114750

Astonished I reach down and trace everything to make sure it is real. I then suddenly burst out in tears of joy. So many nights and days have I felt like I was the wrong gender, like I could be a better girlfriend than any slut that so far seduced my best friend. So many sexual fantasies cropped up in my head these past two months about me and my friend, and now.. Now I can try to make it real. I look in the mirror and inspect my entire body. My heart flutters all the time till it suddenly stops as I notice it. My chest.. It's STILL FLAT!. (T-T)

Over the next month I slowly increase the girlyness of my clothes and joke to my friend about how I was dared into crosdressing and how it actually suits me, noticing certain glances from my best bud from time to time.

After enough time has gone by I organise a party for the two of us. Hours long will we watch movies while drinking booze, with me spiking his drinks sneakily till at a certain point in the evening I put on a porno, and suddenly get pounced on by him. We spend the night in passion and from then on I always walk hand in hand with my new boyfriend. Luckily he bought the story that I was always a boyish girl, after all, who regularly checks down there with their best friend.