Prom Night - Sex Stories

Prom Night

Kevin looked down at Mark's penis and had to pause to take a breath. How had he got to this point? How had he allowed his mother to turn him into a girl at his new school? How had it come to this -- dressed in a prom dress and staring at his date's exposed penis? How had he come to accept that he was now Katie?

Kevin's mother had made a decision. His last school had been a nightmare. He had been hounded and bullied. It seemed like he was a natural victim -- smaller than average, slightly built and (not an adjective for most boys) pretty.

"You'd be better off as a girl," she told Kevin. "In fact, as a girl you'd probably be set for life."

He protested. It was not what he wanted. It did not seem possible. All he wanted to do was to leave that place -- not just the school but the whole town.

"That is a big move for me," his mother said. "But I will do it for you. I just don't want history repeating itself. I tell you what, we can find a town with a choice of high schools and you just try a term as a girl. If that doesn't work, you can change schools and go back to being a boy."

That seemed harder when Kevin saw the effects of the female hormones concealed in those breakfast smoothies. But they did help to make "Katie" look more soft and feminine.

And Katie was just so popular -- with the girls and then with the guys. She was uncertain. Perhaps if she were really a girl she would know herself well enough to flirt with the boys and lord it over the girls who ...

... might not be so attractive. But Katie was more concerned about being found out, so she was shy and a little clumsy. She was just the kind of girl that is asking to be taken under the wing of the beauty brigade -- the makeover challenge.

"I can see that you have been brought up as a bit of a tomboy," said Tammy, one of that group. "Don't tell me -- you lived on a farm ... had older brothers ... wore jeans all the time?"

"My mother picks what I should wear," said Katie. "She has ideas about how I need to present myself in a new town."

"Well, she's right, but there is room for improvement," said Tammy. "That dress is beautiful, but you need to show more soft flesh to impress the boys."

Katie wondered if she should explain that she was not interested in boys, but she was making friends and she couldn't help notice that just like that old school, the nerdy guys were being picked by some serious bullies.

"I'm a late developer," she said. But thanks to her mother she was fast developing the curves she needed. And she was not short of admirers.

Mark was a real catch. To have him invite her to the prom was a big deal, and then to have him simply shrug his shoulders when Kevin explained his secret -- he seemed perfect. But with a secret like that, Katie had gifted Mark with a powerful tool. He wanted to take things to the next level, and there was not a lot that she could do about declining him.

The time had come to face the facts, and the key Fact was that Harold was ...