Date: Tue, 26 Jan 2016 19:53:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: Alexander Hall <terminus.omega@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Special School for Girls (Female-to-Shemale, Transformation, Teacher/Student, Shemale/Female)

Monica awoke slowly as the sunbeams hit her eyes. She wanted to stay in bed
a little longer, but knew that sleep would not come back to her. Slowly and
quietly she got out of bed, careful not to disturb the sleeping beauty next
to her. A quick glance at her alarm clock told her it was just past
eight. She shook her head. Why couldn't she wake up this early by herself
on school days? She quietly tiptoed to her bathroom and closed the door.

As soon as the door closed she immediately headed for her shower. Times
like this she was glad she had her own room at her school. She loved that
she had a bathroom that she did not have to share with anyone. She turned
the knobs to her preferred settings and removed her night shirt. She then
reached back and removed her bra. She smiled as she watched her large
DD-breasts jiggle as they were freed. Once they settled, she reached to her
waist to remove her panties.

There was a bit of a bulge in her panties and the reason was shown as soon
as she shucked them off. As always, a smile spread on her face as she
removed her panties and her flaccid cock tumbled out. The cock she was so
proud of. It stated to all her position at her elite girl's school. She had
not been born with this wonderful member. In fact, she had not obtained it
until she was halfway through her freshman year here at Mary C. Batten's
Academy for Girls. At any other school a girl like her would have been
reviled, but here such a trait meant something.

Some kind of magic existed around this school, because all students and
staff in special or authoritative positions would magically gain a cock
upon attaining said position. Among the students, the head cheerleader and
other team captains, members of the school's Honor Society and Class
Presidents were blessed with this special transformation. There were some
staff members who also were blessed like she was. Every principal, along
with the head of each teaching and administrative department grew the same
blessed organ. These special members of the school's population were known
to all the students and staff as Transformed.

Monica had been blessed to become a Transformed early in her high school
career. She had been elected president of her freshman class and changed
into a Transformed the day of her election. She was very proud she had
become one so early. You couldn't join the Honor Society until your
sophomore year and team captain positions mostly went to seniors and
occasionally juniors. Becoming freshman class president was the only way to
become a Transformed during your first year. Monica was very happy she had
been the one student of her one thousand plus freshman class to become a
Transformed.

Despite knowing about the school's secret, she had not come to the school
with the express intent to become a Transformed. Before she came here and
became a Transformed, she had not given much thought to if she wanted to
have a penis or not. Having a cock of her own was not something she
actively thought about or desired. She probably would have been fine going
through her four years here without becoming one. Now though, after having
her cock for the last three plus years, she hoped she was one of the lucky
ones to keep hers after graduation. She didn't want to go back to what she
was before. There were all sorts of perks to having a cock, one of the best
being she no longer had to deal with having periods.

The water for her shower now ready, she stepped under the spray and began
to wash her body. She always started with cleaning her long blonde
locks. They reached all the way to the middle of her back. Once her hair
was finished, she washed her face, clearing the sleep and gunk from around
her crystal blue eyes and her pouty pink lips. Her face now clean, she then
retrieved her body wash to clean the rest of her tempting body. As tall as
she was, nearly six foot, it took some time to clean over her body,
especially because of her long legs and her bulbous ass. She always cleaned
her cock last, paying special attention to her prized organ.

As soon as her washing was finished, she always took a few minutes to just
luxuriate under the spray of her shower. It helped her wake up and the
warmth of the water always loosened her muscles from their morning
stiffness. She would stand beneath the spray, her eyes closed as she took
the time to enjoy this quiet, private moment. A small period of tranquility
in her usually hectic days. As the water cascaded over her body, awakening
her all over, she thought back to the day she obtained this beautiful tool.

* * * * * *

When she had first arrived here four years ago, she was just like any other
girl. Her figure had not yet fully blossomed and she was a bit
shorter. Back then, she had just B-cup breasts and she was a bit taller
than five feet. Her butt was also much smaller then. Almost as soon as the
year started, the school had begun accepting applications for class
president for the freshman class. Those in the know about this school's
special magic always clamored for the position. Even some who were unaware,
those who had no family who had also attended the school, had put in
applications for the spot.

Monica was one of the people in the know. Her parents were both alumni of
the school. Her sire had also been a Transformed during her years at the
school and had been one of the lucky ones to stay Transformed after
graduation. Right before she started, her parents had told her of the
school's secret and told her they hoped she would become a Transformed
herself. Thankfully they also told her they wouldn't be disappointed if she
did not. Seeing the elections as her first chance, Monica happily turned in
her application. She knew the competition would be fierce. Three hundred
and some other girls also applied.

The actual elections did not take place until late November. By then, many
of the girls who had applied were eliminated due to poor grades, behavioral
issues or they had voluntarily withdrawn. By the time November rolled
around, the field was down to one hundred candidates. They were grouped
into clusters of ten and the whole freshman class voted one from each
cluster. Down to ten by mid-November, the full election took
place. Throughout the process Monica did everything she could to bolster
her chances of winning. She tutored other students, helped out various
clubs and activities that needed volunteers and even did a "table to table"
campaign during lunch and dinner times to get to know other freshman.

By the day of the election, she was sure she had put a solid lead between
herself and the other nine girls to secure her win. Still, this did not
calm her nerves. She still worried she might not win. A week after the
election, during her afternoon classes, the announcement came over the
school's PA system.

"Attention students, especially our freshman class, the results of the
Freshman Class President elections have been recorded. All ballots have
been counted and recounted. We are delighted to announce the winner." The
system suddenly went quiet. Monica's heart beat fast. She really hoped she
had won. To become a Transformed so early would make both her parents
proud. For about a minute no sound was heard from the system, then the Head
Principal's voice spoke again.

"We have counted all ballots and tabulated the results. I am pleased to
announce that Miss Monica Taps is our new Freshman Class President. Miss
Taps, will you please come to the Head Principal's office immediately." The
moment the announcement reached her ears, a large smile spread over her
face. She had won. She would become a Transformed. Over three hundred girls
had tried to win the prestigious position and she was the winner. She
quickly stood and gathered her books and bag, gleefully running out of her
class to the Head Principal's office. As she ran, she noticed a small
tingle had begun in her loins. She figured it was the beginning of her
transformation.

Ten minutes later she was across the campus, now standing in the Head
Principal's office. Gathered in the office with the Head Principal was the
Vice Principal, the unit principals for each grade, and the various
department heads. Each of these ladies was smiling at her. Even knowing
what was coming, she still felt very nervous. She was looking about at all
the staff gathered when she heard the Head Principal clear her
throat. Startled, she looked back to her.

"Now Monica, as you know given that your parents attended this school, your
election as Freshman Class President comes with more than just the
opportunity to lead and represent your class. Your new position also means
you shall, like all of us gathered here, become a Transformed. Being a
Transformed entitles you to various benefits, the first being you shall now
have your own dorm room. I'm sure by now you have felt the tingle that
signifies it has begun." Principal Davis spoke.

Monica nodded. "It is different for every girl when the transformation
finalizes. For some, it is the same day, while others take up to a
week. When your transformation completes, you will meet with the school
doctor. She will confirm your transformation and then you may begin
enjoying the privileges of being a Transformed. Once it happens you may
move in to your new room."

Once her other privileges were explained to her, Monica left the office and
returned to class. Many of the girls in her class were congratulating her
on her victory. Some had asked if she had changed yet, to which she shook
her head. She hoped hers would come early, she did not want to wait a week
or so before enjoying the benefits of being a Transformed. It still had not
occurred when she returned to her dorm that evening. The other three girls
in her room all looked a little sad when she came in, knowing that tonight
may be there last night as roomies. Monica was sad she was leaving them as
well. The three of them had been her strongest supporters during her
run. None of them had wished to run, so they all eagerly campaigned and
polled for her.

It wasn't until later that night when the full transformation occurred. She
had stepped into the bathroom she shared with her roomies to take her
evening shower when it happened. The tingling had gotten stronger all day,
but still her change had not completed. Once she was in the bathroom, she
had a feeling come over her that told her it was about to happen. When she
stripped for her shower, she felt the tingle in her loins grow stronger and
hotter. The sensation made her look down at her bald mound. She watched
with glee as her labial lips came together and bulged out, starting to
wrinkle as they grew bigger. It was kind of strange how she could feel her
channel close up and shrink. She could also feel her ovaries sliding down
into her new scrotum.

As her balls began to form and she could feel the strange but pleasant
sensation of her internal plumbing rearranging, she watched as her clit
began to grow longer and thicker. The hood of her clit followed it, forming
the skin around her shaft. It was a slow process, but after about a minute
her clit was now a fully functional cock, eight inches long and about two
inches thick. Once her cock was done growing, the tingle vanished and she
knew the transformation was done. She smiled with unbridled glee at her new
loins. Her cute pussy was gone, but now standing between her legs was the
proud cock of a Transformed. She could not contain her joy and shouted out
happily. Her roommates didn't need to ask what happened, they already knew.

Immediately the next day she visited the school doctor to confirm her new
status. After a quick physical, the doctor signed off her papers to
officially mark her on the school records as a Transformed. She was excused
from classes for that day. A new Transformed was always excused so they
could move into their new room and get fitted for new uniforms that would
accommodate their new anatomy. She stopped at the outfitters first. Not
much was changed. She would keep the same navy blue blouses and black
patent leather shoes, but she needed new skirts, panties and stockings. The
skirt and panties looked much the same as the ones she wore before, but
were modified slightly to allow more room for her cock.

The panties were still white and the skirt still plaid, but they were a
little bigger and slightly different in shape. The stockings she was given
were a tad more stretchable, but still the same dark forest green.  That
night she moved into her new room. It was about as big as the room she had
before, but this one she had to herself. She smiled as she surveyed around
her new lodgings. A bathroom of her own, no sharing closet space and so
much more. It was not the room she currently occupied today. That room was
the special room among the Transformed dorms. The one she moved into when
she first became a Transformed was the smallest one, the one the Freshman
President always got. She wouldn't move into her current room until her
senior year, when she would be elected Senior Class President and had
become a member of the Honor Society and captain of the volleyball team.

That night she moved into her first Transformed dorm was one of the
happiest days of her time at this school. It was the beginning of the
wonderful times she would spend here.

* * * * * *

She was stunned out of her reminiscing when she felt the water start to
turn cold. She had to chide herself, daydreaming so long that she was in
the shower long enough for the cut-off to engage. To save on energy costs,
the school had governors that stopped the hot water flow after a certain
amount of time. She cursed herself for daydreaming again. That she was
prone to daydreaming had always been her biggest flaw. Feeling the water
getting colder she reached forward and turned off the shower, then for her
towel to dry her body. Dried off and clean, she stepped from the
shower. She decided for now not to get dressed.

Looking down as she stepped out she saw that her cock was now hard, erect
to its full ten inch length. The size of her cock always made her beam with
pride. No student before had ever reached ten inches. She was very proud to
have the biggest dick in school and the biggest student cock in school
history. Even the department heads and assistant principals did not get
this big. The only Transformed who reached this size was the Head Principal
and they were that size by default. Monica always felt proud she had
attained this size through her own hard work.

Entering her room again she saw her bedmate was still sleeping. She shook
her head. How could she sleep so soundly this late into the morning? She
walked quietly to the bed and put her hand delicately on the woman's
shoulder, before shaking her gently. "Time to wake up, beautiful." She said
sweetly to the sleeping form in her bed. The sleeping woman turned over a
small amount, her eyes still closed. "It's too early still. Come back to
bed, just cuddle with me for now. We can get up later, it's Saturday." She
said before turning back on her side. Monica chuckled lightly and climbed
in the bed beneath the sheets, pressing her naked body against the naked
beauty in her bed. She almost moaned as her cock nestled against the
woman's butt and her breasts pressed into the woman's bare back. She then
wrapped her arms around the woman.

The woman in her bed wasn't just any beautiful woman. It was her English
teacher Becky Stevens. Becky had been her English teacher last year and
again this year. The two had begun dating shortly after the start of
Monica's junior year. Last October if she remembered correctly. The start
of their relationship took both by surprise. Neither expected their
feelings for the other were reciprocated. What had started as a torrid
affair had blossomed into a full romance. Neither had expected their
relationship would become this deep. What had started as simple attraction
had grown into lust before blossoming into love.

Normally teacher/student relationships were forbidden. It had taken a lot
to get the staff to accept and allow their forbidden romance. Many were
very hard to convince and some tried to have Becky fired or Monica expelled
for the affair. It took much work on her part to prove to them she had not
been coerced into this affair, and that she was participating of her own
free will. Even harder to prove was showing them her feelings for Becky
were genuine. For her part, Becky even had another teacher go over Monica's
assignments after she did just to show she was not giving Monica special
treatment. It was a lot of work for both of them to stay together, but
Monica did not mind. She loved Becky and was happy to do whatever it took
to stay with her.

Dating Becky was also a point of pride with her. She was sure she was the
first student ever to openly date a teacher. Her relationship with Becky
also reinforced why she was worthy of being a Transformed. She could have
given in when the school tried to force them apart, she could have found
someone else, but she fought for the woman she desired. Her fight to keep
her and Becky together exhibited the very spirit of a Transformed. A
dominant attitude, a willingness to take what you want and a need to assert
herself. Her romance with Becky was another notch in proving she was not
just a Transformed, but the best one. While other Transformed students
sought other girls their age, she sought and had succeeded in landing a
grown woman.

In spite of the forbidden aspect of their relationship, Becky was not the
first teacher she had slept with. She'd had sex with about four other
teachers since she became a Transformed. The other four had only been
flings though. Becky was the only one she had felt a romantic attraction
to. Becky also was not her first girlfriend either, but her relationship
with Becky was her longest one. She had not dated anyone before her
change. She wasn't even sure if she liked girls before her change. She had
a feeling the magic that created Transformed also had an effect on what
those girls preferred.

As she held Becky in her arms she took the time to again admire Becky's
lovely body. Becky was such a gorgeous woman. Monica loved that Becky had
bigger tits and a bigger ass than she did. It was not just those parts of
her that had attracted her to Becky. There was her light green eyes, her
silky brown hair and her kissable reddish lips. When out of bed she wore
pretty wire-rimmed glasses. She was also quite brilliant herself and a very
caring woman. All this and more combined into a woman Monica could not
resist. Sighing again as she viewed her lovely girlfriend, her hands
started to roam over Becky's body, while her lips laid light kisses on
Becky's neck and shoulders. The sweet caresses made Becky moan lightly, her
neck stretching to give Monica more places to kiss and her body beginning
to writhe.

As her left hand settled on Becky's tit, squeezing the round globe and
toying with her hardening nipple, she opened her mouth a bit and began to
lick over Becky's neck. Becky gasped lightly at the touch, then moaned
deeper as Monica bit gently into her neck. "Uhhhh." Becky gasped. Monica
always knew how to get her going. It always amazed her that someone so
young knew so much about pleasing someone. "Harder." She wheezed, groaning
again as Monica sunk her teeth deeper into her neck.

She whined when Monica released her bite, then gasped as Monica licked up
her neck and bit again. "You're making me so wet." She breathed, grabbing
Monica's hand from her tit and placing it on her mons. Monica hummed
appreciatively into Becky's flesh as her fingers became slick with Monica's
juices. Becky jumped and moaned when Monica's other hand slapped onto her
tit, resuming her previous ministrations while she bit into Becky and
rubbed her sex.

She could feel Monica's cock throbbing against her butt and her channel
pulsed with need, begging to be filled. Her eyes were forced shut as the
heel of Monica's hand mashed into her clit and two of Monica's fingers
entered her. She yelped again as she felt Monica nip and suck on her
earlobe, her mind so lost she had not even noticed Monica's teeth had left
her neck. She could hardly stay focused as it was, but it got even harder
when Monica began to gently thrust her hips against Becky's bum. Monica's
cock rubbed between her supple cheeks, occasionally she backed up enough
for the head of her prick to poke at Becky's rosebud. The prodding of her
forbidden hole made her jump. Her legs spread more, begging for Monica to
go deeper into her sex.

Monica did not heed her begging, delighting wickedly in teasing her
lover. She drew back some until her dick no longer rubbed against Becky's
butt, then slid it between Becky's legs and she moaned herself as Becky's
lips kissed the shaft of her member. Monica then began to slide her cock
slowly back and forth against Becky's waiting pussy. Feeling Monica's cock
rubbing against her sex was making Becky very wet, her body starting to
tremble. "Please stop teasing me." She begged. "You were so tired the last
two nights you couldn't take care of me. I need you in me now." She whined,
a few tears gathering in her eyes. A wicked grin came over Monica's face as
she heard this. She loved teasing Becky like this, making her beg to be
taken. Slowly she backed away from Becky, removing her hands from Becky's
tit and pussy, and releasing her ear.

She got up slightly from their bed, then rolled Becky onto her back. Becky
looked up expectantly at Monica. Smiling at her lover, Monica then lay atop
Becky, her cock again teasingly rubbing against Becky's sex. Monica leaned
down and pressed her lips to Becky's ear, while her member slid slowly
against Becky's pussy and their breasts rubbed against each other. Becky
groaned as Monica whispered into her ear.

"I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you last night or the night before. I
had to get that project finished so we could spend the weekend without any
obstacles." She whispered. "I'll make it up to you, right now." With that,
she drew her hips back and placed her cockhead at the entrance to Becky's
pussy. Becky moaned again as she felt the thick head part her lips. She
gasped deeply as Monica's staff slowly plunged into her depths, parting the
walls of her channel. Monica gasped as well, delighting in the tight feel
of Becky's pussy. Becky jumped and gasped sharply when she felt the head of
Monica's member bump her cervix.

Neither moved at this moment, both taking a moment to enjoy their union. It
was moments like this that told Monica that she and Becky were meant to
be. She was just big enough to completely fill Becky. Becky was deep enough
to take all of her. Even with all the women she had taken to bed in her
years at this school, none did she feel better inside than Becky. Both
opened their eyes to look at the other. Monica smiled at the misty look in
Becky's eyes. "Take me." She whispered softly to Monica. She smiled again
at Becky, then captured Becky's lips with her own as she began to slide her
dick out of Becky. Becky moaned again as she felt Monica's lips take her
own, sharing their first kiss of the morning.

Just as Monica began to shove her prong back into Becky, her tongue began
to prod at Becky's lips. Becky did not hesitate to allow it entry. She
moaned deeply into Monica's mouth as their tongues danced. Down lower,
Monica's cock was starting to slowly saw in and out of Becky's channel,
Becky's sugar walls squeezing each time Monica entered her. She knew how
much Monica loved when she did this, but with each stroke it became harder
to keep up, as Monica increased her pace and drove harder into Becky. Soon
the thrusts became too hard and their lips were force apart. Monica took
this opportunity to slowly raise up from Becky, putting her hands to
Becky's breasts and began to toy with them as she pounded harder into her
teacher.

Becky was panting hard now, her body shaking and trembling. Her body was
used to getting used at least once a day, and with not having been able to
be fucked by Monica for over two days, her body was begging for
release. The feeling was also flowing through Monica's body. She was so
used to having Becky that going just a night without fucking her was
torture. Her own body was screaming to come, after two days of neglect.

Both were lost, their minds clouded as Monica humped mercilessly into
Becky, Becky trying her best to meet Monica's thrusts. Sweat built over
both their bodies. They panted and gasped together, moaning and groaning as
their fierce coupling robbed them of any other thoughts. The springs of
their mattress squeaked hard, almost sounding like they were about to
give. Becky's hands were gripping the sheets hard, her body trembling as it
begged to be put over the edge. She could feel her orgasm about to crest,
and after two nights building up she knew it would be hard.

"Monica, please, do me harder, I'm so close." She whined through clenched
teeth. Monica barely heard her, her mind almost completely lost in the feel
of Becky's channel trying to milk her cock. Her balls were slapping hard
against Becky, coating them in Becky's fragrant juices.

She could soon feel her balls tightening, about to shoot her load into the
sexy woman beneath her. She wanted Becky to come with her, and she knew
just what to do to set Becky off. Quickly she dove back on top of Becky and
buried her face in the crook of Becky's neck, then bit hard into
it. "Ohhhhhh." Becky screamed, delighting in the pleasure and pain of
Monica's hard bite. "Guhhhh." She gasped, and felt the walls of her sex
tighten and squeeze almost painfully on Monica's shaft. The delightful vise
grip of Becky's sugar walls set Monica off, and she screamed out as her
cock shot spurt after spurt of her come into Becky.

Feeling Monica's jizz coating her insides, Becky's own orgasm came over
her. Two days of build-up and neglect sent her into overdrive and briefly
she lost consciousness as her orgasm overcame her mind. Monica's limbs grew
weak and she collapsed on top of Becky. Both were panting roughly, their
bodies slick with sweat as they recovered. For the next few minutes both
lay together, Monica's softening cock still inside Becky, as they recovered
from their comes. As their minds came back to lucidity, Monica rose
slightly and looked into Becky's eyes.

"Is that what you needed, my love?" She asked sweetly. Becky smiled
serenely and soon put her lips to Monica. They lay together in post-coital
bliss, sharing a sweet, tender kiss between them. Monica giggled when Becky
whined when she broke their kiss. She stayed atop Becky, running her hands
through Becky's lovely locks. "I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you the
last two nights. I needed to make sure my project was done. Believe me, it
was torture for me too. I hate going even one day without making love to
you." She said. Becky smiled and reclaimed Monica's lips with her own. They
spent another ten minutes sharing sweet kisses between them, before Monica
broke their kiss again to see what time it was.

Looking at her clock again, she saw it was almost ten. She didn't have much
time if she wanted to get breakfast. "We should get dressed if we don't
want to miss breakfast." Monica said to Becky. "Awww... do we have to?"
Becky whined. Monica shook her head. She rose up more and pulled out from
Becky. She then rolled Becky over and gave a quick smack to Becky's
butt. "We've spent enough time in bed, honey. Get up." She commanded. She
had already gotten out and began looking for what to wear today when she
finished talking. Becky reluctantly got out of bed and did the same. Monica
had to slap Becky's hands away as she tried to get frisky while they got
dressed. Becky whined in disappointment each time. Once dressed, the two
headed out of their room to the cafeteria for a quick bite.