Girls Will Be Girls

Story by mgg-thunder

Girls Will Be Girls

This story is mainly about 3 girls, one generic, one futa and one crossdresser. It will contain male/girl, male/futa, girl/futa, futa/futa and group. It will also contain crossdressing and transformation. It may also include other taboos such as black magic and pregnancy. All characters in this tale are at least 18 but no ages will be mentioned to allow you to decide this yourself.

Chapter 1 contains mild solo play, crossdressing and some nudity. The chapter isn't all that great but it's an introduction.

Jenny as she liked to be called was a crossdresser, she had just moved out of her folks place not because she fell out with them over her choice of life style, they actually supported her, she moved out so she could be herself without any repercussions for her family. She rented a flat from a young lesbian couple who lived in the flat down stairs. Apparently the dark haired one inherited the two floor building from her grandmother and split the two story building into two separate flats, each with separate electricity and gas supplies.

Jenny was herself fairly young. She loved to be dressed in pretty girly things, dresses, tight clingy tops, that showed of her feminine figure, skirts, tights, heels but especially things that gave her breasts. She had grown her hair to just below her shoulders and had it styled in a girly style, often that style would be plats or pig tails. She used breast forms and would shave her legs, face and arms on a daily basis and her chest, arm pits and neither region on a bi daily basis. Though the routine was tiresome and times consuming the benefits were worth the hassle.

She had lived in the flat for 6 weeks now and rarely saw the two girls. Jenny was dressed in a nice pink dress with matching black bra and panties set underneath, unfortunately she wasn’t good with make up yet so didn’t really bother. Jenny began vacuuming while her stereo played her favourite mix. There was a knock at her door. She turned off the vacuum cleaner and lowered her music. She peeped through the spy hole and saw one of her landlord through the hole, in a nice tight tank top that barely covered her assets. Jenny opened the door as the girls down stairs who rented her the flat knew about jenny.

“Hey Riza, what can I do for you?” Jenny asked.

“Hey Jen, the mail man delivered this to our place.” The girl replied sweetly. Riza was young and pretty, with long black hair that reached half way down her back. She had a nice pair of breasts that were covered by the tight tank top, Jenny couldn’t help but stare.

“There a C cup.”

“I’m sorry what?”

“My boobs, their a C cup.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Riza I uhh didn’t mean to stare.”

“Its ok Jen if I didn’t want people to stare I would go outside in pj’s. So how are you getting on with becoming a girl?”

“Yeah not bad at all. I’ve always had a feminine figure and these breast forms give the illusion of breasts but their not real, you know what I mean?”

“Well, I’ve never had to use fakes, I blossomed early.” The girl giggled to herself when she realised she was rubbing it that hers were real. Riza wanted to get to know her fem boy tenant but didn’t know how to go about it, then she realised.

“I see your still not wearing make up, how come?”

“Oh, well you see I just don’t know how to use make up.” This was Riza’s chance to get to know Jenny and she was going to take it. “Well, I’m pretty good I could teach you.”

“Oh, I couldn’t ask you that Riza. I owe you two soo much already.”

“Nonsense I insist. Let me go get out of my jimmies all I’ll come show you.”

With that the girl turned and bounced off happily, her ass bouncing along behind her. Jenny was shocked but mostly happy that Riza was going to help her. Knowing this Jenny quickly finished the vacuuming and pulled out all the make up she had in anticipation for when Riza came back.

Riza bounced into her flat pulling her tank top off as she entered. She shared this flat with her girlfriend. She tossed her top on to the washing pile and tugged at the hot pants styled pj bottoms. She removed them and caught her reflection in the mirror. She stood and admired her flawless body in the mirror. Her 38C breasts, her peachy ass, her soft skin, toned abdomen, her shaven, glistening pussy. For a second she forgot her promise to help Jen and considered throwing her naked self on to the bed and enjoying herself.

Remembering her promise she bounded in to the bedroom and pulled on a black thong, black fishnets, a black lace bra, a knee length skirt and another tight tank top, this one struggling to hold her tits together. Riza found a pair of pumps and made her way back upstairs, not before quickly scribbling a note for her lover telling her that she’s upstairs and signed with not one but two kisses.

Riza knocked on Jenny’s

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