Expectations (Female-to-shemale tf, short erotica story)

It had been a hard day.

Judy was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Another girl had popped. And that was all anyone could talk about.

“Did you see it yet?”

“How big is she?”

“Oh god, what do you think it feels like?”

“Do… do you think she’ll let me touch it?”

The rumors in the halls between classes had been bad enough. The knowing smirks from the school’s cheer team that there was another girl worthy of joining their ranks. Oh sure they weren’t supposed to discriminate against femmys, but everyone knew they did.

Women were just better, stronger, prettier and healthier once they dropped. Once they changed. So of course almost all the female teams had a singular unifying feature. From gymnastics to softball. Bulges in leotards or made-for-women athletic cups were the norm.

And there was her. Poor pathetic Judy. With a poor pathetic pussy. Just like her mother… and even her grandmother! That poor woman had lived her whole life without ever getting “the stiffy clitty.” And given her genetics so would she.

With a last strangled gasp of frustration Judy tossed her backpack onto the couch and threw herself into a recliner. She picked up the remote as she blew a long lock of brunette hair away from her lightly freckled face. She needed a distraction. She needed something to take away this senseless frustration she felt at the cosmic unfairness of her life.

“- like to welcome our valued customers for a chance to win an all expense paid tropical cruise. Sun bathe on this five star floating resort and enjoy yourselves in the lap of luxury.”

Judy’s brown eyes widened as the camera pulled back. Showing a long line of lounge chairs filled with bronze skinned beauties in bikinis. Some sipping fruity drinks as they sunned themselves, while others relaxed with eyes closed as they tanned themselves. Not a one lacking that comfortable boy bulge betwixt their legs.

“We also provide an Olympic size swimming pool with a set aside area for a water volleyball net. Perfect for getting a little fun and exercise while still staying cool down by the equator.”

The scene switched to showing an athletic woman leaping out of the water to strike the ball, her two piece swimsuit covering a respectable pair of breasts… and an even more impressive lower girl-member that showed a tantalizing upward bounce in the slow motion of the scene. One that drew the poor depressed teenagers eyes like a hawk’s.

It made Judy’s groin ach with need. That treasonous emptiness she felt as she crossed and uncrossed her legs was like a gaping wound in her soul.

“And last but not least, we present a festive lounge show every evening. Dancers, musicians, and singers all bedecked in colorful costumes to befit the tropical climate!”

Feathered skirts moved to and fro across black leotards with tucked away packages secured for high kicks. A row of lady bulges thirty women long presented upon the stage, a trove of penile riches beyond anything she’d jealously seen at the school locker room. And while the singer had a longer skirt, by this point Judy didn’t need to see her crotch to know, deeply and truly, that this was another woman blessed with what she had not.

A big, fat, cock.

Instead of her damnable cunt.

She was still a femmy. She might always be one. Like her mom. Never popping. Never getting that rigid girl stiffy as her clit grew and grew till it wasn’t one anymore. Never would be again.

And then that first brilliant release!

Pent up female sex cumming out and out; quick, thick, jets of a womb inverted. Painting their target a lily white. Till her balls went numb-

Her balls!

Those once ovaries no longer, outside free and large as she dreamed. Loose and happy as ever refilling reservoirs of spunk now that they no longer cared a bit for monthly cycles or the unpleasant realities of birth.

Her one and only occasion of that once defining feature of womanhood having ushered in the end of that curse.

Like what had already occurred to so many of her fellow students. A fact that they were so damn proud of! The self satisfied neophyte dickgirls made every gym class yet another game of “Show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”

And how Judy wished she could play. And as the commercial droned on her mind drifted back to the day’s events that she was so set upon forgetting…

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